Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 393: Defiled Harem
The moon rises above the branches, and the lanterns are as small as beans.

There are many ships docked at the Gurong River Wharf, and dock laborers are constantly moving cargo boxes back and forth. Lanterns on both sides are dimly emitting candlelight, illuminating the many laborers in sweatshirts who are eating their meals with bowls in their hands under the lanterns.

"Woo——"

With the sound of a horn, a ship sailed into the port and docked in an orderly manner. Amid the noise of the dock, accompanied by the sound of flapping wings, a white line fell into the ship.

Zhao Wumian raised his arm to let Xue Xiao stand. Seeing this old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time, he couldn't help but smile slightly, "Your nose is still so sharp."

The Snow Owl tilted its head to ninety degrees, squinted its eyes and stared at Zhao Wumian, then raised its wings and greeted him.

Oi, long time no see.

"Has anything major happened in the capital during this period?" Zhao Wumian asked indirectly whether Xiao Yuanmu had fought with Luo Chaoyan in the capital.

The Snowy Owl's furry head tilted more than a hundred degrees again, with a confused look on its face.

"How can it possibly know what you mean by 'big thing'?"

Zi Yi came over slowly, leading the horse. There were a lot of bottles and jars in the saddle bag. He urged:

"Let's go back quickly. The journey is long and the Dragon-Transforming Gu has almost been successfully improved. We are just missing a few herbs, which are all in the palace."

Zhao Wumian raised his hand slightly and let the Snow Owl fly into the air. "Go, let Chaoyan know that I'm back."

After he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian paused again and said, "Forget it, don't send the message. Give her a surprise."

The snowy owl came and went in a hurry, and upon hearing the words, it had to stop flying, land on the horse's back, and tilt its head in a daze.

The ship lowered the steps, and three men led the horses off the ship, with the sound of hooves clattering.

Zhao Wumian wanted to find out what the people in the capital thought about the "Queen" incident, so he did not rush into the palace, but walked through the streets, leading his horse.

The streets were brightly lit and there was no curfew, so there were crowds of people even at night. There were still many storytellers in the teahouses and taverns, and most of them were talking eloquently about Zhao Wumian's time in Hetuo.

"Marquis Weiming has been silent for more than a month, keeping a low profile. Everyone in Jianghu thought he wanted to live in peace for a while, but they never thought that he would go alone and cut the King of Nanzhao in half in front of tens of thousands of guards and civil and military officials in the Golden Throne Hall of Hetuo Imperial City."

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience, "Being surrounded by tens of thousands of troops, even if Wei Ming Hou is a good fighter, he will definitely run out of energy..."

"Idiot, even if you can't kill tens of thousands of soldiers, can you still escape?"

The storyteller sipped his tea leisurely, listening to the discussion among the audience. He then struck the wooden stick to stir up the atmosphere, and then said leisurely:
"If it were any other martial arts champion, he would have wanted to flee, but that was Marquis Weiming! He pointed his sword at Hetuo State Master Zhu Jiutian, shaking off the blood of the King of Nanzhao, and chanted, 'To repay you with three cups of blood, I will bring the dragon head down to Zhutian at night.' As soon as he finished speaking, he fought a fierce battle with Zhu Jiutian on the peak of the Forbidden City on a full-moon night..."

Zhao Wumian didn't listen to the rest of the conversation. He quickly led his horse away, feeling very embarrassed.

These people in this world don't even need any manuscripts when they brag or talk nonsense, they just speak without thinking.

Zi Yi stopped and listened for a while, finding it interesting.

However, along the way, few people on the street talked about welcoming Zhao as the queen. It was estimated that the court had not announced it to the world yet and was just preparing secretly.

Luo Xiangzhu looked at the towering imperial city that was getting closer and closer, and her pitiful face couldn't help but show tension.

If an ordinary person were to compete with the emperor for a man, they would have been ready to sharpen their knives and execute the entire family. Even though Luo Xiangzhu was the daughter of a vassal king and had a good relationship with Luo Chaoyan, it was definitely impossible for them to fall out. But this matter...

It's simply hard to talk about.

Could it be that Luo Xiangzhu is going to write to Luo Chaoyan: Sister, your man is so awesome?
What a joke!
Although it is really great...

Luo Xiangzhu had never thought in her life that there could be such comfortable things in this world. Every time she did that she would tremble uncontrollably.

Oh, how embarrassing.

Due to his physical condition, Zi Yi was still a little different from Zhao Wumian, but he was not as worried as Luo Xiangzhu. He hurried to the gate of the imperial city. At this moment, the palace had already been under curfew and closed. The guards in front of the gate saw the three people coming straight towards them and raised their spears.

"Who is coming? Could it be... um, the Marquis?"

The guard was stunned for a moment, then his face was filled with joy.

"Please come in quickly. Your Majesty has been losing his appetite for a while recently. He even had a serious illness a month ago. We were almost scared to death, but when Your Majesty heard the news that the Marquis was killing people in Hetuo, everything immediately became better..."

After saying that, the guard shouted behind him, "Open the door quickly!"

“But, but this is against the rules…” A head popped out from the city wall. The man had a young face and was obviously a new recruit.

"Stupid thing! The Marquis is the one who makes the rules! Open the door quickly!"

Veins popped up on the guard's forehead, and he cursed at the new recruit, then smiled apologetically at Zhao Wumian:

"Please forgive me, my Lord. This kid is new here and doesn't know the rules of the palace yet. I'll punish him when I get back!"

Zi Yi squinted at Zhao Wumian and said, "Why didn't I know before that you still have such a big face in the palace?"

"It was only the Lantern Festival when you left the capital, and it's been half a year since you came back..."

Without waiting for Zhao Wumian to finish his words, seeing the city gate wide open, Zi Yi had already led her horse inside, and no one knew what she was angry about.

As soon as Zi Yi entered the palace, she couldn't wait to return to her own Ziqing Palace... a palace full of poisonous insects and poisonous plants, which had always been taken care of by the palace's poison masters.

Zhao Wumian also often went there. The poisonous insects there were very cute. The hall was dark and eerie, with a fresh smell of poisonous grass that reminded him of Zi Yi.

Zhao Wumian and Luo Xiangzhu went all the way to the harem, while Xue Xiao flew to somewhere unknown to take a deep sleep.

Zhao Wumian pondered for a moment and asked Luo Xiangzhu, "Sister, do you want to keep our affairs a secret for a while and prepare yourself mentally, or should you speak out as soon as possible?"

Luo Xiangzhu frowned slightly, looking hesitant and distressed, but after a moment she nodded slightly.

It was shameful enough to have cheated on Luo Chaoyan's man without her knowledge. If she continued to hide it, Luo Xiangzhu would feel guilty, and...

She and Zhao Wumian have been engaged since childhood, so why should she feel guilty?

She was obviously the one who came first.

Luo Xiangzhu straightened his head and chest, giving himself some confidence in his heart.

Zhao Wumian smiled slightly and said nothing more.

The two men asked the palace maids on both sides of the imperial road and found out that Luo Chaoyan had just finished handling government affairs and was bathing in Qingze Palace.

Since becoming emperor, Luo Chaoyan has had no entertainment activities. The only time he can relax is probably to take a bath in Qingze Palace.

The autumn night was clear, and countless palace maids were walking on the imperial road in front of the Qingze Palace.

As soon as they saw Zhao Wumian, they all let out a small cry of surprise, covered their mouths, and were about to salute, but Zhao Wumian raised his hand to stop them.

"Don't let the emperor know that I'm back."

The palace maids understood what he meant but dared not say anything. They just quietly looked up at Zhao Wumian with expressions of surprise and joy.

After not seeing him for several months, the Marquis seemed much more handsome, but he still spoke to them in the same soft and gentle voice as before.

Luo Xiangzhu followed Zhao Wumian to the front of the hall. Through the light from the window paper, she could vaguely see the misty shadows in the hall. She was about to knock on the door, but saw Zhao Wumian stopped where he was.

With Zhao Wumian's five senses, he could hear the conversation inside the hall.

Luo Chaoyan leaned in the white jade bathing pool. The skin on her shoulders exposed outside the water was much whiter than the white jade, and was surrounded by water droplets, making her even more appetizing.

Her black hair was tied up, revealing the graceful curves of her neck, but her face could not hide her fatigue.

"Goguryeo is a bunch of fools. The Rong people have been knocking on the gates for more than half a year without any results. They just listened to Wudamu's words and really thought they could reap the benefits... Can't they see that they are killing with a borrowed knife?"

The Queen Mother was naked, standing on the white marble bricks, holding the pot of overnight plum tea that her daughter usually drank in her bare hands. She gulped down a few sips to quench her thirst, her mature and beautiful face slightly flushed.

"The royal family of Goguryeo, the Gao family was originally a warlord of Yanyun. They must have dreamed of returning to their ancestral land. Once they get a chance, they will be like wolves seeing blood."

The Queen Mother put down the wine jug, walked slowly to the edge of the bathing platform and sat down, put her feet in the water, swayed back and forth, and changed the subject.

"Marquis Weiming sent a letter early this morning. He will be back soon. I wonder if he can make it before the winter solstice so that I can have dumplings with him."

Ever since she learned that Zhao Wumian was in Hetuo, the Empress Dowager has been in a very good mood, and even her speech sounded like singing.

Luo Chaoyan glanced at the Queen Mother. Even though she was Luo Chaoyan's mother, her proud figure did not sag at all. Instead, it stood proudly. Luo Chaoyan subconsciously touched herself, causing a few ripples in the water.

She sighed softly, "I heard that he and my cousin have been together for a while, sharing life and death, hardships, and it is inevitable that they will fall in love with each other. I can understand that. I am just afraid that he will bring some news as soon as he comes back... My cousin is pregnant or something like that. What do you think, mother?"

Zhao Wumian, who was outside the hall, looked at Luo Xiangzhu's lower abdomen and couldn't help blinking.

He and Luo Xiangzhu lived in difficult conditions in Hetuo, and they definitely didn't use any contraceptive methods. They always went out together... Maybe it's okay now, but it's hard to say in the long run.

Luo Xiangzhu didn't know martial arts and couldn't hear the conversation in the hall. Seeing this, he looked at Zhao Wumian in confusion.

Aren’t you going in yet?
Zhao Wumian withdrew his gaze and listened to the words coming from the hall.

The Queen Mother subconsciously stroked her belly with her hands, her tone absentminded,
"Well... if there's a pregnancy, there's a pregnancy. You and Princess Xiangzhu are sisters. Once the baby is born, it will be your blood relative. You should treat it as your own."

Luo Chaoyan splashed water on her shoulders and sighed softly.

"I think so too. If she is happy, then she is happy. She was born without words, and her life was miserable. It would be great if she could meet a good man. But, she and I are cousins. How can we share a husband like this? How can this be decent?"

The Empress Dowager seemed a little guilty, thinking to herself, cousins ​​are nothing. This palace and Xiangge, well, not to mention Xiangge, this palace and you also have a close relationship.

She changed the subject and joked:
"Even if you are really happy, this baby is Zhao Wumian's flesh and blood, and you are also related by blood, so there will be no problem for him to inherit the throne, and you don't have to rush to marry him."

"In a hurry?" Luo Chaoyan frowned slightly, not caring about the throne, but gritted her teeth and squeezed out a voice from her lips.

"If I had talked everything out with him earlier and got married quickly, I wouldn't have had the chance to get angry with Xiao Yuanmu."

No one knew what Xiao Yuanmu had done to Luo Chaoyan. When this matter was mentioned, she didn't even say "I".

The Empress Dowager smiled helplessly. Xiao Yuanmu didn't do anything. She just told Luo Chaoyan that she often slept with Zhao Wumian on the couch.

The closest thing Luo Chaoyan had ever done to Zhao Wumian was just a kiss. What about Xiao Yuanmu? That wasn't even a kiss, it was just swallowing...

But the empress dowager was even more exaggerated than Luo Chaoyan and Xiao Yuanmu. Not to mention swallowing and spitting, even plowing the yard and sweeping the holes, she did not leave out any place.

When she thought of this, the Queen Mother felt her body getting hot, her mouth dry, and she bit her lips lightly, thinking that she had drunk too much wine, and said casually:

"Lianxue, pour two glasses of wine to calm the emperor down."

Lian Xue, the empress dowager's personal maid, was standing by her side. She picked up the wine pot, but found it was empty. She shouted to the maid standing outside the palace:
"Get another pot of overnight plums!"

"promise!"

The palace maid outside the palace was about to go in, but was stopped by Zhao Wumian.

Under their confused gaze, Zhao Wumian picked up the round plate holding the wine jug and gave the group of palace maids a look.

I'll go in and deliver the wine.

The palace maids were frightened and their faces turned pale. Although the Marquis and the Emperor had a very good relationship, as far as they knew, the Marquis had never been so rude as to enter the Emperor while he was bathing.

Before the wedding, the Marquis and the Emperor bathed together. If they were married, they would treat the harem as a dragon bed, and have fun anytime, anywhere, day and night...

Huh? It seems not bad? Anyway, there are no men in the harem. The Marquis is strong and healthy, and the emperor will definitely not be able to bear it.

If these palace maids happened to stay by his side and serve, wouldn't they also be able to become the marquis's maids and have sex with him for a night?
Luo Xiangzhu didn't know that all the maids in the harem were envious of her brother Wumian. She just puffed up her pretty face and glared at Zhao Wumian, "You haven't even gotten married yet! How can this be allowed?"

She took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, stood on tiptoe, and insisted on blindfolding Zhao Wumian before letting him in.

With Zhao Wumian's five senses, covering his eyes or not actually made little difference. He could now tell from the subtle sound of water splashing that Luo Chaoyan was gently washing Tuan'er with her hands.

Crunch——-
The door of the palace opened a crack, and Zhao Wumian and Luo Xiangzhu entered Qingze Palace. The mist mixed with the rich fragrance of a woman permeated into Zhao Wumian's nose, making his body feel a little hot.

When Lian Xue saw the two people approaching, her beautiful eyes suddenly widened. She was about to scream, but Zhao Wumian raised his hand and signaled her not to say anything.

As a palace dweller, Lian Xue also knew the rules and did not dare to say much. She lowered her head and stared at her chest, her red lips tightly pursed. After a few seconds, she finally reacted and hurriedly left Qingze Palace, closing the door behind her.

In this way, there were only four people left in the hall.

The Queen Mother and Luo Chaoyan were facing away from the palace gate, and their martial arts skills were mediocre. It was obvious that they didn't know Zhao Wumian had come in, so it was impossible for them to turn around to see what the wine-selling maid looked like, and they were still chatting.

"Speaking of Xiao Yuanmu, the Japanese imperial court has changed its opinion of her in recent times. We originally thought that she came to the palace to plot for the throne, but we never thought that she was just cooperating with us to search for the Marquis. Once she got the news about the Marquis, she left the palace quietly without further entanglement.

Sometimes when I cried secretly, she would hand me a handkerchief... I guess she felt bad when the Marquis disappeared, so she felt the same way as we did."

"Humph, the last time Zhao Wumian came back to Beijing, he ran to Zeng Lengyue on the first night. I was almost mad to death. Xiao Yuanmu always ridicules me about this. This time when Zhao Wumian comes back, if he runs to Xiao Yuanmu as soon as he returns to Beijing, then I, I..."

The Queen Mother looked at him with a slightly amused expression, "What about the Emperor?"

Luo Chaoyan buried her red lips in the bathtub, gurgling with bubbles. After a while, she blew hard at the water, spitting out the biggest bubble, then smiled helplessly and said:
"Forget it, as long as he comes back safe and sound, I won't force anything. Even if he makes me angry, it's better than being in a foreign land. Anyway, I've been mad at him a lot. After we get married, I don't know if I'll be mad at him for the rest of my life..."

Gurgle————the sound of wine being poured into a glass came from behind. Someone walked behind Luo Chaoyan, squatted down, and handed the glass to Luo Chaoyan.

"Your Majesty, the night plum you requested."

"uh-huh."

Luo Chaoyan responded casually with a slightly absentminded look, raised her hand to take the wine glass, and her wet fingers briefly touched the visitor's hand, which immediately made her feel like she was struck by lightning, as if an electric current was flowing through her whole body.

With a splash, Luo Chaoyan stood up suddenly, and water splashed everywhere, landing on Zhao Wumian's face and lapels.

He wiped his hand over his mouth.

Mm, it smells good.

Luo Chaoyan stood in the bathtub, her beautiful eyes wide open, looking straight at Zhao Wumian who was squatting on the bathing platform.

After a few seconds of silence, she realized that she was naked. Her pretty face suddenly flushed red, she covered her chest and squatted down quickly.

Then a small head popped out of the water and stared at the handkerchief on Zhao Wumian's face.

Gurgle gurgle————

She blew bubbles for a few seconds, then said faintly: "Don't you know that I'm taking a bath?"

The Queen Mother sat on the bathing platform in the same posture, stunned for a few seconds. Only then did she react after hearing what was said, and she found it quite amusing.

Luo Chaoyan had just been chatting with her, and she kept saying "I". Now when she saw Zhao Wumian coming, she immediately changed her words to "I".

She suspected that this name was just a little interest between Zhao Wumian and Luo Chaoyan.

It was just like the 'domineering marquis and the innocent queen mother' game that she and Zhao Wumian often played.

Zhao Wumian pointed to the handkerchief on his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, didn't you see the handkerchief on my eyes?"

"It makes no difference to you whether I'm hiding it or not, right?" Luo Chaoyan narrowed her eyes. Although Zhao Wumian had returned, she deliberately did not let herself show a trace of joy.

In fact, it was embarrassing. Luo Chaoyan was just chatting with the Queen Mother about Zhao Wumian, and then he came behind her. He must have heard everything...

It's so embarrassing.

"As His Majesty said, since there is no difference, then I won't be deceived." Zhao Wumian's tone became happy and he raised his hand to pull the handkerchief.

"you!?"

Luo Chaoyan became anxious and quickly shrank back into the pool.

She and Zhao Wumian had a frank conversation in the temple last time, but Luo Chaoyan was afraid that she would never get used to this kind of thing in her life.

Her face is not much different from Luo Xiangzhu's.

The Queen Mother was very open and fearless, and even straightened her back silently. She was already standing proudly, and now she was even more eye-catching.

She finally realized that Luo Chaoyan didn't know about her and Zhao Wumian, so she slightly turned sideways, revealing only her rosy slender shoulders, the exquisite curves of her pink back and hips, and the two dimples on her waist, and said in a resentful but actually charming voice:

"The Marquis knew that I was here, but he still came into the palace. Could it be that he wanted to see me, the emperor and his daughter... I thought the Marquis was a respectable man, but it turns out that he was secretly harboring evil intentions."

"Mother!" Luo Chaoyan splashed water at the Queen Mother, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

The Queen Mother raised her jade finger and lightly touched her red lips, signaling her to shut up, but it looked more like she was blowing a kiss to Zhao Wumian.

However, although Zhao Wumian knew what the Queen Mother did, he couldn't see it... He was just joking about taking off the handkerchief, but as soon as he made the move, Sister Xiangzhu glared at him.

Obviously, Sister Xiangzhu doesn’t know the relationship between Zhao Wumian and the Queen Mother.

Luo Chaoyan looked at the "secret affair" between her cousin and Zhao Wumian, and without caring about any shyness or surprise, she suddenly asked:

"Did Marquis Wei Ming hear what I just said?"

"If you mean that the emperor will be bullied by his subjects for the rest of his life, then I heard it."

Zhao Wumian stood up, picked up the wine glass again, and poured a glass of wine into it. Although he was wearing a handkerchief, he looked accurately in the direction of the Queen Mother.

"My lady, it's the first night of the Weiming Wine Shop opening. Would you mind having a drink?"

The Queen Mother held the white jade floor tiles at her sides with both hands, raised her slender legs, tilted her chin slightly, and showed the graceful curve of her neck, like an urban beauty who had just got off work and came for a drink.

"Okay, I'll just have to ask the shopkeeper to praise me for being beautiful again, thank you."

"Your Majesty is so beautiful tonight." Zhao Wumian said sincerely.

The Queen Mother took the wine glass and gently scratched Zhao Wumian's palm with her fingertips. Then she looked at Luo Chaoyan, gently swirled the wine in the glass with her bare hands, and said with a smile:
"Just say that this handkerchief is useless to Marquis Weiming? If he can't see it, how can he praise me for being beautiful?"

?

Zhao Wumian: "Isn't this what the Queen asked for?"

"You haven't even looked at me, but you say I'm beautiful. You're either flattering me or trying to deceive me... Which one is it, Lord?"

"The one who deceived the queen was Marquis Weiming, and I am the owner of Weiming Wine Shop. Stay away from me."

The Queen Mother chuckled, and the sound was like the sound of a cold pond, clear and ethereal.

Zhao Wumian also poured a glass of wine for Luo Xiangzhu beside him, then pulled Xiangzhu closer to Luo Chaoyan and said frankly:
"Your Majesty just said that Sister Xiangzhu is pregnant. I was overthinking it, but it is true that they have shared life and death and adversity together and are in love with each other."

Luo Xiangzhu was a little caught off guard, but she was mentally prepared and lowered her face in shame.

I'm sorry, it was my sister who did something unkind.

Seeing how open-minded this pair of "bastards" were, Luo Chaoyan could not vent her anger on Luo Xiangzhu even if she was angry. She could only stare at Zhao Wumian with her beautiful eyes full of fire.

"My Lord, you acted quickly. After not seeing each other for a few months, you have even hooked up with my cousin. If you delay for a few more months, will you even want to let my master go?"

Zhao Wumian hesitated to speak, wanting to say yes, but Ziyi was not around, so he could not say too much, so he had to explain honestly:

"After I recovered my memory, I realized that I had a childhood marriage with the princess, so this is a natural outcome..."

"Childhood engagement!?" Luo Chaoyan stood up with a bang again. Even the Queen Mother couldn't help but look at the two of them a few more times.

Luo Chaoyan opened her pink lips slightly, her beautiful eyes widened, and she wanted to question the late emperor why he didn't find a childhood marriage for her and Zhao Wumian.

If this is true, then, wouldn't she become a vixen who interferes?

"You, this..." Luo Chaoyan hesitated, suddenly feeling a little guilty, "Are you trying to trick me?"

She didn't even bother to say "I", and it was obvious that she was really confused.

"Why would I lie to you? My adoptive mother Jiu'er and sister Xiangzhu's mother, Princess Yan, are close friends. Princess Yan once worked for Taixuan Palace, and that's how we got together."

Hearing this, Luo Chaoyan's heart suddenly became even more confused, and she even forgot to ask more about Zhao Wumian's memory recovery.

Seeing this, the little mute couldn't help but raise her head slightly, but then she realized that now was not the time to be arrogant. She squatted down, stroking her skirt, and gently patted Luo Chaoyan's shoulder to comfort her.

Luo Chaoyan was somewhat speechless, and then whispered to Luo Xiangzhu:

"A gentleman does not take away someone's love, but I cannot help but break the rules at this moment. I definitely cannot let go. Sister, don't take it to heart."

It's just that Luo Chaoyan is too gentle. If it were any other woman, who would apologize to Luo Xiangzhu? They would definitely compete for men based on their own abilities.

Both sisters are kind-hearted and good-tempered. Luo Chaoyan only acts like a spoiled brat in front of Zhao Wumian.

The Queen Mother, for example, didn't care about Zhao Wumian's so-called childhood marriage at all, so she just took a sip of the wine and asked curiously:
"Marquis Weiming has recovered his memory, but is he determined to stand on the side of Taixuan Palace and leave me and the emperor aside?"

Zhao Wumian poured himself a glass of wine as well. "I just recovered my memory, I didn't become a different person, why would I abandon anything? That's why I came to the Imperial Palace as soon as I returned to Beijing."

Luo Chaoyan glanced at him sideways, and after hearing these words, she couldn't help but smile and said:

"Xiao Yuanmu is in Zeng Lengyue. You come to find me first. She is so scared and angry that she can't sleep."

Zhao Wumian actually wanted to visit Zeng Lengyue, but he had stayed in Zeng Lengyue for a long time last time, so he should stay in the capital for a longer time this time. He could not favor one over the other, so he had to suppress the impulse for the time being and asked curiously:

"Where are the others? Miss Su, Master..."

Luo Chaoyan recalled for a moment before saying, "Qingqi and Miss Shen went to the Western Regions to look for you, while Yunshu is in Yanyun with Master Mu Jian. There is no letter yet, and I don't know when they will be back."

"Where's my aunt?"

"Auntie?" Luo Chaoyan tilted her face, leaned on the edge of the bathtub, raised her hand to splash water, and pulled Luo Xiangzhu, indicating that they should bathe together, and asked:

"What aunt? I've never seen her."

Seeing this, Luo Xiangzhu did not refuse. She raised her hand and untied the belt around her waist, revealing her slender body. She stretched out her toes, tested the water temperature, then immersed herself in the pool, breathing a sigh of relief.

Zhao Wumian put down his wine glass, squatted down and massaged Luo Chaoyan's shoulders.

"Xiao Lengyue, you raised me since I was a child, and took over as the Palace Master of Taixuan Palace... her position is one thing, but she has the grace to raise me. Next time I see you, remember to call me aunt."

Luo Chaoyan frowned slightly, but since he was Zhao Wumian's elder, she couldn't say much and could only say:

"Just don't be like Xiao Yuanmu and try to find ways to fight against me."

Zhao Wumian laughed dryly a few times. Xiao Lengyue didn't want to confront Luo Chaoyan, and she didn't even object to their marriage. She just wanted to adopt her baby to Luo Chaoyan.

This is definitely not the right time to talk about it.

The Queen Mother couldn't help feeling dissatisfied when she saw the two men were massaging shoulders and chatting without her, but given their status, she and Zhao Wumian couldn't do anything in public.

She moved her hips and got closer to Zhao Wumian. Taking advantage of the fact that Luo Chaoyan and Luo Xiangzhu had their backs to them, she quickly pulled down a corner of the handkerchief from Zhao Wumian's eyes.

Zhao Wumian looked at her in confusion, but saw that the empress dowager said nothing, but raised her hands to support her chest with weight, which was full and her five fingers were concave.

Zhao Wumian's breath was choked.

The Queen Mother smiled triumphantly.

Zhao Wumian withdrew his gaze, then looked at Luo Xiangzhu and Luo Chaoyan, who were all white. He couldn't take his eyes away, and he continued to talk about business.

"Regarding the Queen's matter, His Majesty wants to..."

Luo Chaoyan was slightly startled, her pretty face suddenly turned red, and she muttered in a voice as thin as a mosquito:
"This, this is not my own decision. It is the people in the court who are urging me. If you feel that you are not ready, it doesn't matter if you refuse. Anyway, it has not been announced to the world yet."

"are you ready?"

"...Anyway, the court is not ready yet, and our marriage will not happen overnight."

Luo Chaoyan was too embarrassed to discuss this matter in front of the empress dowager and her cousin, so she suddenly stood up, with her perky butt facing Zhao Wumian, causing his pupils to shrink immediately.

The bright white moon.

He quickly pulled his handkerchief up.

"It's late at night. You and your cousin are exhausted from the journey. You should take a rest as soon as possible. We can talk tomorrow if there is anything else."

After Luo Chaoyan turned around and said this, she pulled Luo Xiangzhu along.

"My cousin and I will sleep together tonight. We have some private matters to discuss. My Lord, please don't think of anything to defile the harem... Humph!"

Luo Xiangzhu looked towards Zhao Wumian, her beautiful eyes slightly dazed, and was soon pulled away, her steps revealing reluctance.

Sure enough, once I returned to Beijing, if I wanted to spend time with Zhao Wumian privately again, it would have to turn into an affair.

But it was indeed inappropriate to do this in the harem, so she had no choice but to keep up.

After a few words, he got dressed and returned to the palace.

The Empress Dowager gave Zhao Wumian a look, and after returning to Kunning Palace, when the lights dimmed, Zhao Wumian appeared in front of the phoenix couch.

A short separation is better than a new marriage. The Queen Mother was impatient and raised her hand to pull the phoenix skirt. Two big balls of hair suddenly jumped out.

She took the initiative to move forward, sat astride Zhao Wumian's legs, put her arms around his neck, and whispered softly.

"I can't do that to Princess Xiangzhu, but you can defile my harem~ It won't be over if I don't do it seven or eight times tonight..."

Zhao Wumian leaned on the phoenix couch, and could not see the Queen Mother's face at all.

He hadn't seen the Queen Mother for such a long time and really missed her, so he went up to her immediately.

boo~
The Queen Mother's eyes were filled with love, her skirt was half-undone, and she raised her arms slightly to let down the curtain.

(End of this chapter)