Deep Palace Pet Peach Blossom Flawless

Lan Qingwu thought of this and hooked her snow-white arms around the neck of the Shenwu Emperor. She looked at her own shadow reflected in the Shenwu Emperor's phoenix eyes, and her heart moved slightly. She gently kissed the Shenwu Emperor's thin lips, and after only a few light touches, she quickly retreated, "Your Majesty, the daybreak is about to begin..."

The divine emperor's phoenix eyes gradually became deep. He stretched out his hands to pull Lan Qingwu's legs apart, and in the next moment, he fiercely pinned her under him: "Then why did you come to seduce me!"

Lan Qingwu cried out softly, "Brother Heng..."

The hot breath of Emperor Shenwu sprayed on Lan Qingwu's cheek. She was kissed deeply by Emperor Shenwu, and his tongue kept chasing her. After a while, Lan Qingwu became breathless.

How could Li Xiang, Ruping and others outside the door be so blind as to disturb them at this moment? Even if... Li Xiang looked at the sky. It was getting late, so he didn't dare to disturb the emperor and the empress.

Emperor Shenwu was not polite this time. He closed his big palms completely, just enough to pinch Lan Qingwu's snow-white waist. His movements were fierce and lingering, and he never let go of Lan Qingwu's lips. Lan Qingwu was almost suffocated by Emperor Shenwu's kiss. At the beginning, he cooperated with Emperor Shenwu, but Emperor Shenwu was never satisfied and was still energetic for most of the hour.

Lan Qingwu's legs had already drooped weakly. The Emperor of Divine Martial Arts narrowed his eyes and looked at Lan Qingwu. He saw that Lan Qingwu's eyes were already blurred, his eyes were shimmering, his face was as red as a peach, and the charming color of being pampered was filled in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. The Emperor of Divine Martial Arts picked Lan Qingwu up again, hugged Lan Qingwu from behind, and whispered in Lan Qingwu's ear: "Ruo Ruo, what did you say?"

Lan Qingwu was already unconscious. She turned her head and said intermittently, "Brother Heng, be gentler..."

Before he could finish his words, Emperor Shenwu kissed him like a storm. Lan Qingwu didn't have the chance to speak again. His consciousness was drowsy and he was like a boat drifting with the current.

When the clouds stopped and the rain subsided, Lan Qingwu was so tired that she fell asleep again. When she opened her eyes, the Emperor Shenwu had not left yet. He was holding Lan Qingwu in his arms, his eyes closed, resting.

Lan Qingwu felt the soreness in his body, bit his lips, and said in a barely audible voice: "Brother Heng is really too much!"

Emperor Shenwu opened his phoenix eyes and asked, "What did you say?"

Lan Qingwu adjusted her posture in his arms and said, "I'm a little surprised that His Majesty is still here with us."

Emperor Shenwu can be described as a diligent emperor. Unless he was unwell, he never missed the morning court. The time for reviewing memorials was fixed every day and he never slacked off. When encountering natural disasters, man-made disasters or major events of the previous dynasty, it was normal for him not to enter the harem for ten days or half a month.

However, at that time, it was Lan Qingwu who took the initiative to go to Qianzheng Palace to take care of the daily life of Emperor Shenwu. Emperor Shenwu cared about Lan Qingwu's health, and Lan Qingwu would not let the busy Emperor Shenwu neglect food and rest and thus harm his health.

The Emperor Shenwu was as lazy as a lion after a nightmare: "I am taking a rest today and will not review any memorials. I hope you won't chase me away!"

Emperor Shenwu gently stroked the icy skin and jade bones in his arms, and felt it was as smooth as jade.

"I just want to ask Chu Ming's wife, who does Brother Heng like?"

Emperor Shenwu paused, thinking back to the candidates. "There are three candidates. I haven't made a final decision yet. I need you and Chu Ming to review them before making a decision. There's the aristocratic Wu family, the general's daughter Ma, and the Jiang family."

Lan Qingwu had a faint impression of the three women mentioned by Emperor Shenwu, but it was not a deep one. She had no idea what they looked like or what their personalities were like.

Emperor Shenwu suggested, "Don't bother. Summon all three of them into the palace and take a closer look. One of them will be the prince's principal wife, and the remaining two will be concubines."

Lan Qingwu blurted out, "Not right! If we act this way, all three of them will know this is their last chance. If one of them becomes the principal wife, the other two will constantly remember that they are only a hair's breadth away from becoming the prince's principal wife. They will harbor resentment and dissatisfaction from the very beginning, and Chu Ming's backyard will never be peaceful."

The Emperor Shenwu didn't care whether some concubines were willing or not. He frowned and asked, "Then what do you want to do?"

Lan Qingwu said softly, "Brother Heng, you don't know how terrible a woman's jealousy can be. Can you leave this matter to Ruo Ruo? If Ruo Ruo is not satisfied with the daughter-in-law she chooses, Brother Heng can ask about it, okay?"

Emperor Shenwu sniffed the sweet fragrance in his arms and said nonchalantly, "Okay!"

What was he dissatisfied with? Those three were originally the candidates for the Sixth Prince that he had carefully selected. In short, the candidate for the principal wife was among them.

Emperor Shenwu held Lan Qingwu's snow-white shoulders and kissed her cheeks again and again. Lan Qingwu's health had deteriorated a lot. They had been together for more than ten years, and Lan Qingwu had given birth to three children. Her body had long been extremely sensitive, no longer as clumsy as when she was a teenager. Emperor Shenwu doted on her alone, allowing Lan Qingwu's peerless elegance to radiate from the inside out bit by bit, like the most beautiful flower, showing her increasingly mature charm.

The two of them became more and more compatible in bed. Emperor Shenwu was strong in love affairs, and Lan Qingwu had never rejected him in bed, which made him dissatisfied. However, this time the cold poison incident made Lan Qingwu catch a cold again. As for Emperor Shenwu, there would be no exceptions as long as he wanted to know about what was going on inside and outside the palace. How could he not know what his eldest daughter, Princess Mingzhu, was planning!

Unexpectedly, Princess Mingzhu did not expect that Emperor Shenwu would rather stay with the Empress who could not serve him in bed, and did not move to another palace.

Princess Mingzhu was naturally filled with hatred and anger, as all these graces and honors should have belonged to her mother.

In order to appease Empress Dowager Li, Emperor Shenwu has ordered people to find a wife for Prince An. As for whether it will succeed or not, Emperor Shenwu does not worry about it.

As he thought about it, Emperor Shenwu became distracted again, "Ruoruo, is there anything else that is bothering you?"

Lan Qingwu's entire body turned pink, and the Emperor Shenwu's breathing became heavier. He locked her tightly in his arms, listening to Lan Qingwu's intermittent gasps: "Your Majesty, the sky has really brightened... Do you think the woman who danced is beautiful?"

Emperor Shenwu said as he kissed her, "Are you jealous? In my eyes, weakness is the most beautiful!"

The woman was wearing bright white clothes, and Emperor Shenwu was extremely displeased. If she had not come with the delegation of the grassland tribe, he would have ordered her to be dragged away and chopped to pieces. How could he have noticed what the woman looked like!

Even if she is somewhat pretty, how can she compare with the stunningly beautiful Lan Qingwu!

The punishment from the Emperor Shenwu seemed to be a kiss that made Lan Qingwu sob endlessly, "My whole heart and soul are still with Ruo Ruo!"

Lan Qingwu indulged Emperor Shenwu in doing whatever he wanted and did not stop until almost noon.