The villain of fast time travel is paranoid

Chapter 184 Disaster for the country and the demon concubine 11.0
When Xiaoqing finished her work and was about to go back to her room to rest, she bumped into Dequan as soon as she turned around. She saw Murong Yun kneeling on the ground beside Dequan in fright. She subconsciously raised her volume, wanting to remind Guan Fengyue: " Your Majesty Wanan."

Murong Yun waved his hand, motioning for her to step back, took a look at Dequan and walked straight to the courtyard where Guan Fengyue was.

This made the people in the other two courtyards who had already turned on the lights secretly grit their teeth when they noticed the movement.

Dequan glanced at Xiaoqing, who was full of sorrow, flicked his sleeves, and said in a high-pitched voice, "Our family thinks you should stop worrying about it. Since the emperor is willing to come to your master's courtyard, it's your home." For the master's blessing, you should kneel down and thank you, if you make such an expression and don't know, you might think someone bullied you."

Xiaoqing never got along with Dequan, perhaps because of Guan Fengyue's influence, she responded with a smile, rolled her eyes at him, and left after a few perfunctory words with him.

She couldn't help but turned her head, looked at the dimly lit courtyard, and sighed softly.I hope that the empress will not make the emperor angry.

Murong Yun walked into the courtyard, looked at the surroundings, frowned slightly, how could she live in such a place?

He pushed open the half-open door and stepped inside.

The lights in the room were dim, and the woman in a fiery red dance dress was sleeping peacefully on her side on the soft couch. The light flickered and printed on her face, creating an exceptionally peaceful atmosphere.

Her brows were picturesque, her bright eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes, trembling slightly, she did not sleep peacefully.

Murong Yun looked at her quietly, his heart softened.

The woman lying on the soft couch groaned, and woke up faintly rubbing her eyes. She half-opened her eyes, and there was still a hazy sleepiness in her eyes. She looked at him obsessively, her nose moved slightly, and the tip of her nose was a little red. Hazy, looking pitiful and cute, maybe because she just woke up, her voice is still a little hoarse, with a hint of coquettishness: "Sanlang..."

Murong Yun was fascinated by her appearance, he subconsciously walked over to her, and gently embraced her in his arms, his heart was so soft in a mess.

"Is it really you?" Guan Fengyue rubbed his chest, speaking with a nasal voice, she seemed to think it was a dream, with deep greed, she rubbed his chest, lazily Eyelids lowered: "It would be fine if this wasn't a dream."

"It's true." Murong Yun held her face up, feeling a little helpless, he lovingly kissed her cheek and caressed her face.

Guan Fengyue leaned in his arms and raised her head. With the courage in her dream, she stretched her arms around his neck, raised her head, and kissed him gently.

The fragrance that belonged to her bloomed at the tip of his nose, and he couldn't help thinking of her dance during the day, and a hot fire rose in his lower abdomen.

With hope in his eyes, he grabbed her fingers and kissed her lightly, picked her up, and walked towards the bed.

The red mantle hangs down, and the figure floats, filled with warmth and fragrance.

Guan Fengyue sat at the table and drank tea leisurely, listening to the moans of men and women, she propped her chin up, watching this live erotic palace with great interest.For the first time, I feel that the dog system is still useful.

The one who has a relationship with Murong Yun is a simulated doll prepared by the system in advance. This doll is almost like a human being, has the same senses and emotions, has a good figure, and will spontaneously release a fascinating fragrance, making it difficult to distinguish between real and fake.

She just used her mental power to seduce him a little bit, and he made up such a big scene in his own mind, which was a bit nauseating.

If she and that scum have something to do, I'm afraid that after tonight, there will be no more emperors in the Murong Dynasty.

She put down the teacup in her hand, and the moans over there became louder and louder. She lost interest, stood up, and walked slowly towards the door.

As soon as her hand touched the door, she sensed the person standing outside the door.

She raised her brows, curled her lips slightly, and pulled the door open.

Murong Qing didn't expect that there were other people in the room, he raised his eyelids, and was slightly taken aback when he saw the person standing at the door.

"Unexpectedly, the fifth prince still has such a habit." Guan Fengyue leaned against the door, looked him up and down, and smiled loosely.

"You..." Murong Qing suddenly felt ecstasy, he grabbed Guan Fengyue's hand, but he didn't know how to speak.

Guan Fengyue looked at him with a smile, and tilted her head: "The fifth prince seems to be very disappointed."

Murong Qing held her hand tightly, the joy in his eyes was undisguised, he probed into the room, very curious.

He took Guan Fengyue's hand, put it on his lips and kissed: "I'm happy."

Guan Fengyue withdrew her hand, looked at him lazily for a while, and walked out. She jumped onto the roof, found a place to sit down, and looked at the bright night sky with a calm expression.

Murong Qing also jumped up, sitting beside Guan Fengyue, looking back at her from time to time.

"Why do you come to see me?" His eyes were too eager, and the meaning in them was too obvious, Guan Fengyue turned her head to look at him helplessly.

Murong Qing became a little shy, his ears turned red, and he stared at Guan Fengyue intently, with a fixed expression: "It looks good."

Guan Fengyue was amused by his naive appearance, she leaned in front of him, stretched out her hand to lift his chin, parted her red lips lightly, and exhaled like blue: "How beautiful is it?"

Murong Qing stared at her blankly, his eyes moved to her lips uncontrollably, staring at her bright red lips, he swallowed unconsciously.

He recovered from Guan Fengyue's chuckle, turned his head uncomfortably, his cheeks were flushed: "It's very beautiful."

Seeing his flushed face, Guan Fengyue became playful, she leaned forward, pressed against his ear, and blew gently.

Murong Qing's ears became more and more red, his body shook slightly, and he turned his head subconsciously.

The lips of Guan Fengyue are close together.

Guan Fengyue stared into his eyes, her heart beat faster for a moment, she pushed him away and stepped back: "I didn't expect the Fifth Prince to be such a person."

"I... no..." Murong Qing wanted to explain anxiously, but he was so flustered that he didn't know what to say. He was afraid that Guan Fengyue would misunderstand her, but he didn't know how to explain, so he could only hold her hand, pitifully look at her.

Guan Fengyue glanced at him, pretended to be angry, snorted coldly, and ignored him.

Murong Qing looked like a big dog that was disliked by its owner, with its tail drooping behind it and its ears drooping, looking extremely pitiful and depressed: "I didn't mean to."

Seeing his dejected appearance, Guan Fengyue's heart softened, and she didn't hold back her smile. She rubbed his hair: "Okay, I don't blame you."

Murong Qing rubbed her hand and leaned towards her: "Yueyue can't ignore me."

His coquettish actions and tone of voice would be eye-catching to others if they looked at him. This is the most cold-faced and ruthless killing god in the Murong Dynasty!

Murong Qingsheng was very good-looking, he raised his head, his peach blossom eyes were wet and gleaming, like a big dog acting like a baby, he looked at Guan Fengyue with full expectation: "Yueyue, can you do it again?"

(End of this chapter)