graceful

They soon arrived at Zhaoyang Palace. Tang Yu got off the Chunen car with the help of Xiaoyuan and Xiaotao, and then went in by himself.

The hall was brightly lit with candles.

Ning Chen was wearing pajamas and sitting on the couch with his head supported by one hand. He had a lazy look on his face, holding a travel book in his hand, and reading with a faint gaze.

Tang Yu started to pretend to be himself again from the moment he entered the door.

Shy and timid, like a pitiful little white flower in the wind and rain, but with a unique charm and fragility between her eyebrows.

She was about to bow to salute, but before she could move, Ning Chen spoke without even raising his head.

"No need to bow, just take off your clothes."

Ning Chen has always been like this. For him, love affairs are just tasks that must be carried out. He is not keen on such things and sometimes even feels annoyed.

But as a royal family, no matter whether it is the emperor, the crown prince, the prince, or anyone else, their bodies and spirits do not completely belong to themselves. The body can be used as a balance in the court, and love is even more ridiculous.

But now Ning Chen had some different feelings towards the timid rabbit given to him by the Crown Princess.

But he had not reached the point of being in love, so he was also in a state of giving orders at this moment.

Tang Yu blushed and was at a loss, but he obediently reached out and took off his outer clothes.

The belt was untied with a slight tug, and the clothes on his body slid to the ground like water.

The graceful body wrapped in tulle looks even more seductive under the candlelight.

The breathtakingly beautiful little face was now flushed, and she looked even more vivid with her head lowered. In this ambiguous atmosphere, even someone with a relatively cold temperament like Ning Chen would inevitably be affected.

He put down the travel book. Ever since she entered the hall and the fragrance from her body hit him, he no longer had much time to think about his favorite travel book.

Looking up, he examined the gorgeous female body in front of him with sharp eyes. He could even clearly recall how wonderful she tasted.

His Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably twice.

A surge of heat rushed to the point three inches below the navel.

Tang Yu could clearly feel that the man's gaze on her was full of possessiveness and surging desire, just like a wild beast staring at its prey.

She looked shy and timid, but was extremely satisfied in her heart.

That's it.

Sink.

Continue to sink.

It would be best if I could become the sharpest knife in her hand, stabbing at all the enemies she hates, and finally willingly put her in a high position and become her most loyal subject.

Her voice was soft and shy, and her voice was like a hook when she spoke, "Your Highness, Your Highness, I have taken off my clothes, I..."

Although Ning Chen was seduced by her, he couldn't help but frown when he heard her calling herself that, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction towards the wife and concubine in her tone.

"Why do you still call yourself a slave? When you paid your respects today, didn't the Crown Princess raise your rank?"

As a prince, he couldn't allow a woman who had served him to call herself a slave without a formal status, wouldn't it make him look petty? Even Ning Chen, who was a member of the royal family, couldn't help but start to have conspiracy theories, wondering if the Crown Princess's previous virtue and magnanimity were all fake.

Tang Yu raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, finally noticing this.

Tang Wanrou really didn't want to give her a name. Even the original owner didn't have a name until her death in her previous life. Tang Wanrou dared to be so unscrupulous just because she saw that Ning Chen didn't care about the things in the backyard.