The most romantic little emperor

The news of Qin Hao's inspection of the Left Camp spread like wildfire, and immediately undercurrents surged throughout the court, with some people happy and some worried.

When Dong Sicheng heard the news that Qin Hao was inspecting the Zuo Daying Camp, Mrs. Dong had just returned from the Prince's Mansion and was reporting to him about her visit to the Prince's Mansion to see her daughter.

The good mood was instantly broken. He was furious and threw the teacup on the table to the ground. The paper and inkstone on the table were also scattered all over the floor. He pressed his hands hard on the table and cursed, "You little thing, when did you get so close to the Wang family? Are you going to support the Wang family and go against my Dong family? I won't let you succeed."

Mrs. Dong was frightened by her husband's angry look. She soothed him softly and asked carefully, "My husband, what does the prince's inspection of the Left Camp have to do with my Dong family? My husband must not get upset because of this matter."

After Dong Sicheng was comforted by his wife, his anger subsided a lot. He said patiently, "Madam, think about it carefully. The prince suddenly inspected the left camp. This is the rhythm of re-employing Wang Jian!"

"Think about it again. The Crown Prince had always been at odds with the Wang brothers and sisters, and they were like fire and water. Why did he suddenly want to use Wang Jian now? Who has the ability to make the Crown Prince make such a big change?"

Mrs. Dong was also a smart person. She figured out the key to the matter in a moment and asked tentatively, "Wang Yourong? Could it be her?"

Dong Sicheng nodded, "I think it's her, no doubt about it."

"No wonder my daughter told me today that the prince hasn't visited her in the past few days. Could it be that the prince has been bewitched by that coquettish woman Wang Yourong? What should I do?" Mrs. Dong suddenly felt under great pressure and was at a loss. She paced back and forth in the room.

Dong Sicheng walked behind her, embraced her, put his hands on her round shoulders, pressed her down on the chair, and comforted her, "Madam, don't worry. With your husband here, I don't think the Wang brothers and sisters will cause any trouble."

"Our Dong family has money and people. I am the Imperial Tutor, my sister is the Imperial Concubine, my daughter is the Crown Prince's concubine, and your family is a big backer. Now I have people inside and outside the court. No matter how they fight us, I will make sure they die without a burial place."

Mrs. Dong was very fascinated by Dong Sicheng's confident look. She looked at her man with a dazed eyes. She couldn't help but put her arms around Dong Sicheng's waist and put her face on his not-so-thick chest.

Although she was over 40, she was well maintained and looked like a young woman in her early twenties. Her skin was as white as snow, with a faint blush, and looked extremely delicate. Her long and narrow peach blossom eyes were full of seductive charm. Under her high nose bridge was a cherry-like mouth, slightly pouted, making a dreamy murmur.

Dong Sicheng also felt his wife's passion. He held her shoulders with both hands, hugged her tightly in his arms, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The two of them pressed tightly together, their hot skin touching, as if they were about to melt together.

Mrs. Dong looked up at Dong Sicheng, her eyes full of confusion and longing.

Dong Sicheng lowered his head and kissed her, holding her in his arms, letting the passion run wild. His hands gently stroked her delicate body, stirring her desire.

She looked up at him with drunken eyes, and their lips pressed tightly together, like two burning flames, blending together and burning each other's passion.

Dong Sicheng ignored everything else, picked her up by the waist and carried her to the bed, quickly took off her clothes and pounced on her like a hungry wolf finding its prey. Suddenly the room was filled with spring scenery, and she gasped softly. Mrs. Dong responded passionately.

But the good times didn't last long. After a while, Dong Sicheng was defeated. Mrs. Dong hadn't reached her climax yet, so she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed and secretly sulking.

Dong Sicheng only cared about his own happiness, and had no idea what his wife was thinking. He said excitedly, "Madam, you are still so tender, and you make me very happy."

Although Mrs. Dong was unhappy, she did not show it. Instead, she lay in his arms and said exaggeratedly, "My husband, you are still so powerful, like a strong young man, making my bones feel like they are falling apart."

Dong Sicheng was very happy to hear his wife's compliment. He smiled complacently and said, "If it weren't for the fact that the prince has been misbehaving these past two days and disturbing my interest, I could still fight you for three hundred rounds."

"By the way, go to the Prince's Mansion tomorrow morning and tell your daughter to be careful of Wang Yourong and not fall into her trap. It would be best to find an opportunity to teach this bitch a lesson so that she will remember this lesson."

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After a while, Dong Sicheng started snoring and fell asleep like a dead pig.

People say that women are like wolves at thirty and tigers at forty. This is a pity for Mrs. Dong, who is over forty years old. Mrs. Dong looked at him like a dead pig, cursed him and lay down with her back to him.

After a long time, he slowly fell asleep.