All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

Bu Ji's face turned red, his breathing became a little rapid, and his eyes were fixed on his chest.

As the slender waist swayed left and right, the two hands began to grope around randomly again.

She finally couldn't hold it in anymore and squeezed out two tears.

Unexpectedly, the man who imprisoned her raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips. His voice was extremely low and hoarse, and very ambiguous.

"Don't cry. If your tears run dry, you won't be able to cry later."

Bu Ji's mind was focused on the gold bracelet. When he came to his senses, his coat had been stripped off. The man's breath brushed over his smooth shoulders, feeling chilly.

"no!"

She closed her eyes and screamed out as if she was ready to die.

Not only will I lose the bracelet, I'll also have to lose my body. Today is really unlucky. I didn't calculate my horoscope before going out. It's really Mercury retrograde.

"What did you say?"

The man who was about to fit perfectly against her suddenly stopped, hooked one end of her bellyband string with his big, bony hand, and buckled his belt with the other hand.

Bu Ji slowly opened his eyes, the scene was so eye-catching that it made his nose bleed.

There is bronze skin above his eyes, eight well-defined abdominal muscles, and a mermaid line that stretches to nowhere.

No matter how pure and abstinent she was, she couldn't resist the temptation before her. She pushed him blatantly and touched his taut abdominal muscles.

The gold bracelet was still hooked on his trousers, the gold entangled with the gold thread, making it particularly entangled and difficult to separate.

"I mean, my bracelet is hooked on the emperor. How about asking the palace maid to help take it off first?"

When Bu Ji pushed him, he was also lifted up by the force, and the two of them sat face to face.

She was so tired that her forehead was covered in sweat. Crystal clear beads of sweat dripped from her hair on her forehead to the corners of her lips. She felt very itchy, so she stretched out her tongue and licked it gently.

Pah, very sour.

Unable to break free from the restraints of the gold thread, and afraid of damaging the gold bracelet, he placed his hands in front of him as if they were tied with hemp rope.

Li Ji's pupils shook like an earthquake, his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, and his jaw was tautly tense, as if he was suppressing something.

"No need for palace servants, I will untie it for you myself."

Bu Ji was not paying attention when he lifted her into his lap. She sat on the man's lap with her legs apart.

Before she could refuse, the man bent down and bit off the gold thread that was hooked on the gold bracelet with his teeth.

The swaying black hair touched Bu Ji's pointed and sensitive chin. Bu Ji frowned tightly, thinking that it was not a good idea for a grown man to have long hair. He should just shave it off.

As her hand was free, she immediately retracted it, lowered her head, held the hollow gilded bracelet on her wrist and rubbed it carefully, as if she had found some treasure that had been lost.

"so far so good."

Comfort the frightened little heart.

Bu Ji has been in the palace for two years, and she only has this one valuable piece of jewelry on her body. It is made of pure gold and is exquisitely crafted. It was given to her by the Queen Mother on the day of the selection, and she regards it as a treasure.

For some reason, the man who bit off the gold thread did not look up, but directly kissed the small embroidery on her bellyband.

Bu Ji's body trembled and he almost lost his mind.

No wonder it is often said in unofficial history that the emperor also taught palace maids. This is probably true in nine out of ten cases.

"My gold bracelet seems to have a crack. I need to send it to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to have it repaired immediately."

This time she did not push the emperor away. Her voice was trembling abnormally and she kept her hands in the air, not daring to touch him.

"No hurry, I'll make up for it first."

The ancients believed in the theory of yin and yang, and some even went so far as to say that sexual intercourse between men and women was a way to replenish yin with yang.

Bu Ji really hated himself for reading too much unofficial history in the past, so he understood this kind of words immediately when he heard them.

"and many more!"

She interrupted the Emperor again, and while he changed his movements, she reached out and grabbed his belt tightly.

It’s more like yes than catching.

She held up his belt for him, so he felt more at ease.

"You talk too much."

Li Ji endured it again and again, approaching his limit, with a burning heat surging in his body that could not be suppressed.

The phoenix eyes blinked and closed, and the tone of her reprimanding voice softened, sounding like the complaints of a resentful woman in the boudoir.

Glancing at the little hand at the waist, it was as white as snow, with slightly red fingertips like a little plum. Such charm was a hundred times stronger than the jade sachet hanging around the waist.

"This bracelet was given to me by the Queen Mother on the day I entered the palace. If there were any cracks on it, it would be disrespectful to the Queen Mother."

"It's my dragon robe that's being hooked, who dares to say anything more?"

Who knows how he could become the emperor? He is indeed domineering and intimidating when he opens his mouth.

Bu Ji grabbed his belt, and even though his five fingers were red from being tightened, he refused to let go.

Li Ji suddenly remembered something and smiled with his head down.

"I forgot at that time that Censor Bu is poor and I'm afraid he can't afford to hire a tutor for you."

In the Nanyue Kingdom, any beautiful girl who was selected would be immediately ordered to go home. Before entering the palace, each family would pay for a nanny to teach her and then send her to the palace. It was said that this was to teach the palace rules and save the official time and effort, but in fact it was to teach the joys of the boudoir so that once she entered the palace, she would be favored and blessed by her mother's family of the previous dynasty.

Censor Bu had to patch even his court robes, and he was too disdainful to bother with such shameful things to talk about. Naturally, he never hired a nanny to tutor Bu Ji.

Thinking of this, Li Ji forced himself to be patient. He put his big hand on the small hand at the waist and held it gently.

"If you keep holding my yellow belt, I'm afraid you won't be able to enjoy it."

Bu Ji looked at him with affectionate eyes, a pair of picturesque deep phoenix eyes, which were so charming that they could captivate everyone with just a slight squint.

Whoever wants to have fun with him will find that being an emperor really makes people arrogant.

How could her strength match that of Li Ji, who had practiced martial arts for many years, and her hands were forcibly pried apart by him.

"I'll teach you."

"Your hands should be here."

Her hand was pulled all the way to his abdominal muscles. She thought it would stop there, but the man grabbed her hand and slid it down again.

Wang Huai suddenly came in, turned sideways, and shouted through the screen.

"Your Majesty, the Minister of Rites and this year's number one scholar, the eldest son of the Liang family, are waiting outside the palace. I will ask the palace maid to put away the Xiaying Veil first."

Less than three years after the new emperor ascended the throne, he committed adultery in broad daylight in the Qianqing Palace. When this matter reached the ears of all officials, I am afraid that by then, piles of memorials would have been submitted to bury the new emperor.

What's more, those old officials in the Censorate always love to find fault with the emperor. If he is not wrong, it's fine. But if he is wrong, they will nag about him for half a year, and no one can stand it.