Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

In Guanju Palace, Jiang San was sitting on the edge of the bed in a long, translucent dance dress, with a look of nervousness on his face. He didn't know if his wife would come over today, after all, there was a lot of trouble during the day.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, he felt relieved. Before Jiuli came over, he had already rushed over, hugged Jiuli's neck with a sense of dependence, and rubbed his face against her shoulder.

"Wife, you are really here? I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Jiuli opened her arms to catch the person rushing towards her, a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes, how could she be dressed so improperly? But she couldn't help but put her eyes on him, staring at him intently.

"How disgraceful," she whispered, "Jiang Jiang is the queen now, she should be more dignified." Although this skirt looks good, it is not very suitable for Jiang San to wear.

"Don't I look good in this outfit? My dear wife~" Jiang Sanlian continued to rub Jiuli's shoulders, his tone full of coquettishness.

"It looks good," Jiuli looked it up and down seriously.

"As long as it looks good, doesn't my wife want to see me?" Jiang San tried to get up from Jiuli's arms and show his skirt.

"Well," Jiuli tried to fool around, but her plan failed in Jiang San's eyes. "Isn't it okay to think about it? Don't cry." Why was she crying again for no reason?

Wasn't he the one who quarreled with me during the day? He was still feeling wronged. Was it me who suggested this and put it on stage? No way?

"Wouldn't it be better if my wife admitted that I'm pretty soon?" Jiang San smiled. "You haven't told me how good my acting is yet?"

"Not bad, a lot of progress compared to before, but have you noticed anything?" While speaking, Jiuli had already stuffed Jiang San into the quilt and covered his shoulders with the quilt.

"Not yet, but a girl drowned in Taiye Lake. Do you think it is possible that she was a bait put out by someone? To interfere with our thinking?" Jiang San asked.

"Everything happens for a reason," Jiuli hugged Jiang San and lay together, her fingertips playing with Jiang San's long hair.

"I also think that as long as it appears, there must be a reason, and it can be caught even if it is clean." Jiang San raised his head slightly, his eyes sparkling with danger.

"The opportunity that the person behind the scenes has been waiting for has appeared. I think it will jump out soon." Jiang San lowered his head, "Wife, you must not let other people attract your attention."

"Even if we're just acting, this is not allowed. You belong to me alone," Jiang San's words were full of possessiveness.

"Okay, okay, this is yours alone." He stretched out his hand and pinched Jiang San's cheek. "Isn't this the plan you proposed?"

Jiang San frowned. Although it was he who proposed it, he couldn't let his wife go, so he clenched his hands.

"Then I don't care. Anyway, my wife can only be mine," Jiang San said skillfully, "You can't touch anyone else."

"I've already promised you, isn't that enough? If you loosen your grip, I'll be strangled to death," Jiuli looked at the hand around her neck, with helplessness on her face, "I really can't do anything with you."

"My dear wife, was anyone seeing you when you came here?" After fooling around for a while, Jiang San raised his eyes from Jiuli's arms.

"No, I didn't turn on the lights when I came here," Jiuli thought to herself, the whole palace belonged to her, but she had to come here like a thief, which was really outrageous.

"No lights on?" Jiang San's mouth twitched. There was no need to do that. Was he saying this to make him feel distressed?

"Yes, it's all to cooperate with you. Otherwise, why would I have to compromise like this?" Jiuli lowered her head and looked at the person in her arms, "Shouldn't you give me a reward?"

"Reward?" Jiang San's smile froze for a moment. "My wife, what are you talking about? How can you ask for a reward for helping me?"

"Why not? Or does Jiang Jiang not want to give it to you?" Jiuli leaned close to Jiang San's ear and held him in her arms.

"Okay, what do you want?" Jiang San thought seriously, do you want a new sachet? Or do you want new clothes?

It's very difficult for him, he hasn't touched it for a while.

"How can you not know what I want?" Jiuli tilted her head and spoke into Jiang San's ear with an ambiguous tone.

"How would I know if you don't tell me? My dear wife~" Jiang San's eyes flickered slightly, and he nestled in Jiuli's arms with a smile.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know. The night is long and we have plenty of time to spend together." Jiuli smiled and held the person down.

"My dear wife~" Jiang San's eyes fell on Jiuli with affection. He felt drowsy and fell asleep unconsciously.

In the days that followed, everyone in the palace thought that the queen had fallen out of favor, but in fact Jiuli was being intimate with Jiang San in Guanju Palace every night.

Jiang Sanlian never got out of Guanju Palace's bed.

On this day, after reviewing some memorials, Jiuli was thinking about the surprise of tonight, supporting her forehead with one hand and moving the tip of the pen.

"Your Majesty, this is the Junshan Yinzhen tea you like to drink," a clear and charming voice suddenly appeared beside him.

"Stop talking too much. Your Majesty, I have servants serving you here," Kang Song just glared at her. Where did this servant come from who doesn't know the rules?

However, since he had already said it in front of His Majesty, Kang Song naturally could not do anything and could only stare at him fiercely.

Jiuli opened her eyes and looked over. The beauty was kneeling on the ground, looking weak and timid. Her bony hands were raised, and her chin was small and delicate.

"Ling He?" One could tell at a glance that Jiuli had a smile on her lips, but it was cold and indifferent. The person behind this person was quite patient. It took more than three months before he was willing to let him go?

"Slave, it is my blessing that His Majesty still remembers me." Ling He raised his eyes slightly, making sure that his eyes were full of admiration.

The emerald eyes looked like a lake, mysterious and alluring, and the hesitant look was simply alluring.

"When did you come to serve in front of the emperor?" He glanced at the teacup and Linghe's red scalded hands, but chose not to take it.

After all, she is a married woman. Kang Song took it quickly and touched the bottom of the cup with a slightly changed expression.

"Your Majesty's figure that day left me with an unforgettable impression," Ling He thought that most men in the capital were reserved, so he deliberately tried to express his unique side.

"I want to serve Your Majesty without asking for any official title. This time, I spent most of my worth in the imperial selection and finally got the chance to serve Your Majesty," Ling He said affectionately.

Jiuli and Kangsong looked at each other and thought at the same time, this guy might be a fool.

His Majesty had ordered him to be dragged out that day. He had no idea how many girls had seen him naked. Now he was offering himself to her? Kang Song felt as if he had eaten shit.

"In that case, you can just do your job with peace of mind," Jiuli raised her hand, "Learn the rules well, and then come back to serve."

Canson said, got it, and will definitely teach him a lesson!