The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Ji Wuyuan sat down beside the couch, raised his hand and hugged the person and the quilt into his arms.

He raised his hand and pulled the quilt off Jiang Wantang's head.

Jiang Wantang's face was flushed under the brocade quilt, and her big, watery eyes were like a kitten. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at the man in front of her with some trepidation.

Seeing Ji Wuyuan raised his hand, she subconsciously closed her eyes.

It looked like she was waiting for him to fight back.

Ji Wuyuan laughed helplessly. What kind of person does this heartless boy think of him?

He raised his hand and stroked Jiang Wantang's rosy and tender cheeks with his fingertips. He looked at her with deep eyes as she closed her eyes, looking like she was ready to be picked by him.

Ji Wuyuan couldn't help himself, leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, and whispered: "Tang'er, are you inviting me?"

Jiang Wantang was startled when he heard this. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at him blankly with his watery eyes full of surprise.

Ji Wuyuan chuckled, his tone was a bit teasing: "Why, Tang'er, do you think I am going to do something to you?

Jiang Wantang was speechless for a long time before she said, "You...you're talking nonsense. I didn't do that."

Ji Wuyuan's smile deepened, and he suddenly had some bad thoughts. He said, "I never hit a woman, and I can't bear to do that to Tang'er..."

As he spoke, he leaned close to Jiang Wantang's neck and whispered in her ear, "Besides, I just want to discuss with Tang'er on the couch... rather than arguing about who's better off the couch..."

"That slap on Tang'er's face was great. I'll be waiting for you on the couch... to come back..."

"If Tang'er still feels unsatisfied, then just hit me a few more times, and I'll ask for it a few more times too. I want it all...back..."

He deliberately pronounced the word "want" very heavily, and mixed with his low and hoarse voice, it had a rather erotic flavor.

Jiang Wantang's earlobes suddenly turned red enough to bleed...

Ji Wuyuan's eyes darkened and he bit Jiang Wantang's earlobe.

Jiang Wantang's body shuddered subconsciously.

Ji Wuyuan noticed her reaction and raised the corners of his lips without making any expression.

The next moment, Jiang Wantang pushed him away suddenly and buried herself deeper in the fur quilt.

Ji Wuyuan sat on the edge of the bed. Seeing that she looked like she was hiding from a flood or a beast, he held his forehead and smiled slightly.

The emperor's favor was something that others could not even ask for, yet she was the only one who refused it so directly and obviously.

Ji Wuyuan patted the brocade quilt that was wrapped like a cicada pupa and said with a smile: "Tang'er, be good. It's too stuffy in the quilt. Come out, okay?"

Jiang Wantang, wrapped in the quilt, did not move.

She wouldn't come out and be teased again.

Jiang Wantang hid under the quilt, and a muffled voice came: "I am not bored."

It sounds like he is very stubborn.

Not boring?

Ji Wuyuan laughed angrily, his voice deep: "If Tang'er doesn't come out, then I'll go in."

Sure enough, the next moment, Jiang Wantang poked his little head out from under the quilt.

She still had her back to Ji Wuyuan and didn't look at him.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, she fell into the man's broad and strong chest with the quilt.

Ji Wuyuan lay beside her, his hands clasped around Jiang Wantang's waist through the quilt, and held her in his arms. When he spoke, his voice was several times lower than before: "Tang'er, are you shy?"

After saying this, he turned the person in his arms around to face him.

Jiang Wantang's eyes, hidden under her long eyelashes, seemed to be filled with autumn water, but she stared at him with anger.

She said unconvincedly: "No."

Ji Wuyuan smiled, lowered his head and leaned over to kiss her again.

Afterwards, the two of them made noise on the couch for a while before both left the bedroom.

At nightfall, Jiang Wantang was, as expected, coaxed and tricked into the bed by a hungry wolf...

Ji Wuyuan personally asked Jiang Wantang for the slap he had received during the day.

The two of them were holding hands on the couch, and every subtle expression of the beautiful woman under him, whether it was a moan, a frown, joy, or tears... could make his heart beat faster.

The candlelight in the bedroom burned fiercely, making a slight sound...

In the candlelight, in the shadowy curtains, two intertwined figures can be vaguely seen...

The tent of worldly affairs is warm, the spring nights are endless. In this winter season, the room is full of spring colors, and the spring water is intoxicating...

Ji Wuyuan was so addicted that he wanted to trap Jiang Wantang on the couch and spend day and night with her on the couch.

Taiji Palace, the emperor's bedroom, is filled with clouds and rain in the morning and spring nights in the evening...

Ji Wuyuan was refreshed and energetic every day and went to the morning court with high spirits. Gradually, even the ministers in the court noticed that the emperor seemed to be much easier to talk to in recent days.

Poor Jiang Wantang hasn't stepped out of Taiji Palace for almost seven days since the day she took the initiative to step into it.

Jiang Wantang woke up every day, holding her aching waist, and felt angry, furious and scared when she saw Ji Wuyuan.

But the latter was shameless and let her beat him, scold him, and bite him... He had an extremely good temper.

But at night, he would become even more aggressive and would find ways to get it back from her...

Jiang Wantang was really fed up with days like this.

Even the old ox plowing the fields needs to rest for a few days...

Unfortunately, the dog tyrant has amazing physical strength.

Jiang Wantang even suspected at one point that Nangong Liuli had given her too strong a drug, as the drug's effect was still there after such a long time.

Everyone sighed that the imperial concubine in the palace was favored by His Majesty alone and stayed in the Taiji Palace every day. This was a blessing that no woman in the world could ask for.

At this time, Jiang Wantang, who was lazily leaning on the beauty couch in Taiji Palace, was supporting her waist which was about to break from exhaustion.

When she heard this, she was so speechless that she wanted to roll her eyes, and she complained in her heart: "Hey, this blessing, I share it with you, all of it with you..."

On the night of the eighth day, Jiang Wantang was sneaking back to Changle Palace under the cover of darkness when she was caught by Ji Wuyuan who suddenly appeared.

The latter was standing at the gate of Changle Palace, his pair of deep and dark eyes looking at her with a smile on his face: "It seems that Tang'er and I really have a telepathic connection?"

As he spoke, Ji Wuyuan walked up to Jiang Wantang step by step in front of her, bent down, and looked her in the eye.

He smiled and said, "We've been staying in Taiji Palace for too long. It seems Tang'er is getting bored. How about...staying in Changle Palace today?"

Jiang Wantang smiled bitterly and subconsciously stepped back: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty, don't you have important matters to attend to tonight?"

Ji Wuyuan smiled and said with an ambiguous tone: "No matter how important it is, it is not as important as accompanying Tang'er..."