The two of them looked over in the voice, and Eleven hurriedly knelt on the ground, but Qinghuan just bowed quickly and no longer took Emperor Wen seriously.

Emperor Wen said: "Go down."

Qinghuan just couldn't stand his appearance as if he was the only one with the world. He seemed to be bullshit, so he said, "Don't move after sitting down."

However, although Eleven was given to her, the one who was loyal to her was Emperor Wen. After hearing Emperor Wen's order, he immediately left the window, making Qinghuan so angry that he gritted his teeth and stared at Emperor Wen: "Since Your Majesty gave Eleven to me, Eleven is my concubine!"

The implication is that Emperor Wen should not surpass it, but Emperor Wen sneered: "The whole world belongs to me. Do you still use me to remind you? Even you are my own."

Qinghuan snorted, stared at Emperor Wen and asked, "What's the point of coming here so late?"

"Of course, I'm going to see my favorite concubine, Concubine Lan." Emperor Wen didn't plan to let Qinghuan go tonight. Can you tell if you can do it and whether the victorious wind can be strong?

"I can't afford to be the word "Pet" Qing Huan said with ridicule and didn't plan to have this midnight snack. She called Tuan Cui in to help her wash. During this period, Emperor Wen half-lying on the bed, admiring her beauty leisurely, combing her hair and washing her face... Every action was done by a beauty, which was so pleasing to the eye.

After the beauty finished bathing, she went to the show couch. Emperor Wen naturally hugged Qinghuan in his arms, and his hands were restless and directly lifted her bedclothes, but Qinghuan blocked her with a cold expression: "What is your Majesty doing?"

She treated him with gentleness, shyness, and domineeringness, but she was never so cold. So Emperor Wen was stunned for a moment, not knowing what happened to Qinghuan, but he was used to himself, so of course he would not explain, and still had to take off her bedclothes.

Qinghuan hid over, held a pillow in front of her, looked at Emperor Wen coldly, and for a while, she suddenly smiled like a flower: "What does your majesty mean? There is a beautiful sweetheart in your bedroom, but why is it just to be the cheap and inferior substitute of me?"

How could Emperor Wen answer? Do you have to tell the truth? He said that he was not good at the moment, and seemed to have only felt for her, a woman. As an emperor and a man's self-esteem, he did not allow him to do this. So he waved to Qinghuan impatiently: "Come here, I want you."

"Unless Your Majesty sends the girl away and will never see her again, I will die and will not let Your Majesty get close to you." Qinghuan said softly but firmly.

When Emperor Wen heard this, he was about to be furious, but he saw her jade-like little feet sitting cross-legged under her body, with crystal clear water stains on her head. She had just finished taking a shower, and her body was wiped dry and had a fragrance again. Of course, it would not be water. So... what?

Another drop fell from her lowered little head to the instep. It was so clean and light, but Emperor Wen felt that something had hit him hard in his heart. His lips moved, and he was still full of resentment for a while: "Do you think I must be you? Humph!"

After saying that, he got up and grabbed the dragon robe and put it on. He was so annoyed that he didn't ask the palace servant to come in and serve him. He just left with his sleeves.

After he left, Qinghuan was still sitting on the bed, lowering her head, and tears kept coming.

At this moment, she was really sad - for the female ghost Ruolan. Her name belongs to someone else, her lover belongs to someone else, and her status is other. Even after living for so many years, she was for someone else. Qinghuan covered her chest, and her long black hair looked so eye-catching on the pink quilt.

She is undoubtedly beautiful, and this beauty makes men unable to refuse or resist. Qinghuan cried, one for the female ghost Ruolan, and the other for the Eleven who was invisible in the dark.

She rubbed her eyes, sniffed again, and screamed Eleven.

Eleven ignored her, still as quiet as if it did not exist.

Qinghuan shouted again with a crying voice, threatening to chop his head. Then Eleven walked out helplessly, knelt on one knee, and clasped his fists: "Empress."

"Come here."

Eleven was shocked, "Please respect yourself, Empress."

Heavy, heavy, heavy head. Qinghuan was annoyed and shouted: "Come here for me!"

Eleven was scared again. He hesitated for a moment and then walked to the bed. Before he could think about what to do, Qinghuan rushed over and hugged his neck, and his whole soft body was tightly pressed into his arms.

Eleven has been a secret guard since childhood, licking blood from the knife, and has never touched a woman. Now, her tender and fragrant body is close to his chest, and the delicate skin and the softness of her body are extremely clear. His face immediately turned red, and he was at a loss. He wanted to push Qinghuan away, but the other party was the queen. How could he take the initiative to touch it? But if he didn't push it away...

After a while, he was silent because he felt the wet marks on his neck. She was crying, acting so strong and willful, but she was still gentle and kind in her bones. It would be hard for her to treat her like that. The more she likes Your Majesty, the sadder she will be... Eleven did not get along well with Ruolan and Lan'er, but he felt that if he had a woman like Ruolan, he would definitely not like others again, even if that person was exactly the same as her.

...What was he thinking? This was simply a rebellious thought. Can His Majesty's woman be considered? Eleven broke out in a cold sweat for his terrible thoughts. If His Majesty learned about it, he would not have enough life. Eleven took a deep breath, and after Qinghuan had enough crying, he took a few steps back, looked at Qinghuan deeply, and hid in the darkness again.

Qinghuan was tired of crying, so she lay on the bed and fell asleep. Eleven looked in the dark for a while and knew that she was really asleep. Her eyes and tears flashed back and forth in his mind. He hesitated for a moment, but still appeared, helped Qinghuan cover the quilt, and then hid into the darkness again, as if she had never appeared at all.

Speaking of Emperor Wen, he left in anger. In fact, he regretted it as soon as he got out of bed and put on a dragon robe. He had to try it early. He did not respond to other concubines. This is great... He also deliberately slowed down his clothes, but the little woman crying on the bed was just gritting her teeth and cried stubbornly, and she didn't even have the courage to come and beg him not to leave.

He dared to bully so many concubines, dared to talk to him like that, but he didn't dare to come over and hug him and not let him go? So later, even Emperor Wen himself didn't know what he was angry about. He didn't go back to the bedroom, and once he returned to the bedroom, he couldn't help but think of Lan'er in the secret room. He didn't want to face Lan'er tonight, so he simply went to the imperial study room and nested on the bed in the imperial kitchen for one night.

When he woke up the next morning, he was caught in a cold wind. Emperor Wen wanted to get angry, and getting sick made his temper worse. He felt that he could never find an emperor like him in the world. It was obvious that the world belonged to him, but he was forced by two women to have no way out!

One loves him and the other loves him. Emperor Wen really doesn’t know what choice to make.

He was silent for three days but didn't go to see Qinghuan, but he and Lan'er were bothering each other again. The more Emperor Wen wanted to forget, the more he could not forget. What Qinghuan said that day seemed to have rooted in his head, and he became increasingly unable to tell which of these two identical faces was his favorite. What he had tried to believe in before seemed to be laughing at him together at this moment.

As for the emperor, I don’t even know who I love.

So Emperor Wen didn't dare to see Lan'er again. He could not face Lan'er's gentle and expectant eyes. He could not let any of these two people go, but... what's the use of him keeping them so hard?!

Since Qinghuan broke into the secret room that day, Lan'er noticed uneasiness. She knew that this woman would be her strong enemy. So far, she had no support except Emperor Wen's love. As early as many years ago, she met Emperor Wen by chance, but unfortunately, luck made people so bad that the two passed by each other, and they were moved by each other, but they were not together.

Then she married into Northern Xinjiang and became the queen of Northern Xinjiang. Northern Xinjiang King was over 20 years older than her. Although she treated her well, she was tyrannical. When she and him were with him, she always had the scars left by his rudeness. In fact, it was not only Emperor Wen, but even Lan'er herself often dreamed of meeting and parting that year.

They left the deepest memories for each other at the best age. In fact, when Emperor Wen came to kidnap her, Lan'er secretly promised him, but she refused to let him do it so easily. Things that were too easy to get are always not cherished enough. Therefore, she refused in every possible way. Emperor Wen was afraid that she would not know how happy she was when he forced her to ask her.

She knew that there was a woman next to him who was exactly the same as hers, but she never cared about it. However, when Qinghuan broke into the secret room that day, Lan'er noticed something was wrong. Did Your Majesty really not fall in love with such a woman? After so many years, is it really like Ruolan said that Your Majesty had fallen in love with Ruolan long ago and was just a beautiful dream for herself?

Because Lan'er knew very well that she was not as beautiful as she was in her dream. Maybe she was beautiful when she met, but now she... from the moment she married the King of Northern Xinjiang, she has changed.

Is this what a weak woman can do from a small concubine to climb to the position of the Queen of Northern Xinjiang? She has countless blood on her hands. In order to gain the trust of the King of Northern Xinjiang, she even contributed her body to collude with his subordinates, thus gaining support and defeating the original queen from the promiscuous clan.

She just wants to be the most noble woman in the world and doesn't care whose woman she is.

The King of Northern Xinjiang is not as strong as Emperor Wen, so she abandoned the King of Northern Xinjiang without hesitation. The old man liked her and could no longer live without her, but so what, she didn't like him at all!

Emperor Wen is hers, and Ruolan's status is also hers. No one can compete with her!

However, it was too bad to stay in the secret room. She could not see anyone except the secret guards who delivered food every day. His Majesty hadn't come here for some reason these days. The most important thing is that His Majesty hadn't touched him for a long time. Lan'er still remembered the scene when he was just kidnapped by Emperor Wen. At that time, he was very strong towards her and even refused to stop day and night, making her blue and purple. But now, he has never touched her again. Sometimes he kissed and touched her and left quickly. Why is this?
Chapter completed!