The Legend of Zhen Huan: Year after year, we share the spring breeze

There was a rustling sound coming from the distance, like the rustling of clothes, mixed with deliberately suppressed voices.

However, the sound was intermittent and fragmented by the night wind, so it was impossible to hear the content clearly. One could only make out that a man and a woman were talking in a low voice.

Shen Meizhuang paused, frowning slightly. She listened carefully for a moment and lowered her voice, "How could someone be whispering in the Imperial Garden at this late hour? Xiao Shi, go over and take a look."

Xiao Shi was about to move forward.

What is suitable to do on a dark and windy night?

Murder? Arson? Adultery?

An Lingrong suddenly remembered that Zhongcui Palace was not far away.

Where Sun Heyin lives.

Oh hoo!

Is the famous scene coming?

She quickly stopped Xiao Shi and ordered, "Don't go straight over there. Check the surroundings first. If you find anyone else nearby, arrest them secretly. Remember not to make any noise."

Xiao Shi understood and immediately changed direction. Taking advantage of the shade of flowers and trees, he quietly sneaked to the other side of the source of the sound.

Shen Meizhuang asked doubtfully, "Rong'er, what's wrong?"

Under the moonlight, An Lingrong's eyes sparkled with a strange brilliance: "Sister, I'll go take a look!"

There was unconcealable excitement in her voice, and she lifted her skirt and rushed forward.

"Wait!" Shen Meizhuang was quick to grab her wrist. "It's the dead of night. If it's really some shameful business, wouldn't it be dangerous for you to rush over?"

An Lingrong bit her lower lip, her heart throbbing with excitement. Life in the palace was so dull, and she finally stumbled upon something new like this. How could she miss it?

"Don't worry, sister," she held Shen Meizhuang's hand with her backhand, her fingertips trembling slightly with excitement, "I'll quietly go over and take a look."

Seeing her like this, Shen Meizhuang was both angry and amused. Just as she was about to try to dissuade her, An Lingrong had already slowly walked over. Shen Meizhuang stamped her feet in anxiety and had to lift up her clothes to chase after her.

The two of them walked slowly towards the sound, and with every step they took, the sound mixed with panting and groaning became clearer.

Shen Meizhuang suddenly stopped, and a rouge-like blush appeared on the tips of her ears - she finally understood the meaning of the voice.

Turning to look at An Lingrong, he saw that the little girl's eyes were surprisingly bright, with a sly smile on the corner of her lips, just like a little mouse that stole oil.

Shen Meizhuang opened her mouth to persuade her, but she raised her index finger to her lips.

An Lingrong was in high spirits and had obviously made up her mind to watch this great show.

Shen Meizhuang knew that it was impossible to persuade her to go back at this time, so she had to continue walking forward with her.

A small path ends and turns a corner, revealing a field of flowers.

Because this place is remote and there are no lights around, I can only barely see the scene in front of me in the dim moonlight.

The navy blue guard uniform and the light pink palace dress were tangled on the ground like shed snake skins, with a few unknown petals falling on the overlapping parts of the clothes. A breeze blew by, causing the sleeves of the clothes to move slightly, and the fragrance brought by the breeze was not sure whether it was the fragrance of flowers or clothes.

Looking further in, the bronzed man's back was glistening with sweat, his braids tangled around his neck, his muscles undulating with his movements. The woman beneath him lay on her back, atop an outstretched cloak. A jade hairpin had fallen from her neck at some point, her long black hair cascading down, half-hiding her flushed face, but unable to conceal her familiar delicate nose and cherry lips.

The two of them embraced each other, their heavy breathing was particularly clear in the silent night, their hot breaths intertwined, even the moonlight was melted by the heat.

They were completely immersed in the whirlpool of lust and were completely unaware of the footsteps approaching in the distance.

Shen Meizhuang felt a surge of hot blood rushing to her head, her ears buzzing, and even her fingertips trembling slightly. Panicked, she turned her head to look at An Lingrong, only to see the little girl standing on tiptoe, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, even holding her breath.

This live pornographic show is a hundred times more exciting than just a line of dialogue.

Shen Meizhuang suddenly came back to her senses, grabbed An Lingrong's wrist and tried to pull her away.

An Lingrong was watching intently when she was caught off guard by the pull and her flower-pot shoes slipped on the bluestone slabs.

"Oh--"

A cry came out of her mouth, and it was particularly clear in the silent night.

But this exclamation was like thunder.

The man straightened up suddenly and frantically tied his belt.

In the moonlight, An Lingrong clearly saw a red bellyband embroidered with entwined mandarin ducks hanging loosely on his belt.

The pair of mandarin ducks trembled gently in the night breeze, looking so vivid that they almost jumped out of the embroidery.

Sun Heyin suddenly grabbed the cloak spread on the ground and wrapped it around her body, but it couldn't hide her exposed shoulders.

Those eyes filled with spring were now filled with fear, and after seeing who was coming, the blood color disappeared, and even the lips were trembling.

An Lingrong was stared at by the two men. She unconsciously touched the tip of her nose and laughed dryly twice, her voice revealing a hint of embarrassment. "Well... the moon is beautiful tonight. My sister and I... came out to admire it, but accidentally took the wrong road..." As she spoke, she took a half step back and made a "please" gesture. "You two... continue?"

Hearing her words, Shen Meizhuang felt a black screen in front of her eyes and almost fainted. How could she say such vicious words at this time!

An Lingrong took a few steps and found that Shen Meiyu was still frozen in place, so she quickly turned back and grabbed her sleeve.

Her almond-shaped eyes blinked rapidly, and she lowered her voice and asked, "Sister, do you want to see the whole thing before leaving?"

As he said this, he exerted force on his hands and pulled Shen Meizhuang back into the darkness.

As the two of them walked, they kept looking back and forth stealthily. If anyone saw them looking so furtively, they would probably think they were having an affair!

After finally returning to the brightly lit main road, An Lingrong finally breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest, saying, "Oh my god, I was so scared!"

Her almond-shaped eyes were surprisingly bright, and her eyes were full of unconcealable excitement.

She grabbed Shen Meizhuang's sleeve, her voice low but unable to conceal her excitement: "Sister, did you see that? The scene just now was so erotic that even the most erotic storybook couldn't describe it!"

When Shen Meizhuang heard this, the blush that had finally faded away suddenly spread to the tips of her ears again.

She glared at An Lingrong in embarrassment, but saw that the little girl was tilting her head with a smile on her eyes and eyebrows.

"You!" Shen Meizhuang held the handkerchief and gently tapped her forehead with her fingertips. "You are so shameless. If people knew what we had seen..."

"Didn't I ask Xiao Shi to investigate the surrounding area? How could anyone else know about this besides us?"

After this happened, the two of them no longer had the heart to play mahjong and returned to Yonghe Palace.