I love the harem with my sweet mouth

As soon as Zhou Yanzong walked down the corridor, there was a breeze.

The white pear tree in the corner, falling with the wind, gently swayed like snowflakes and landed on the red dress. The white of the pear blossoms combined with the gorgeous red is quite a sight.

Fallen flowers are colorful, beauties in red.

The only disappointment was the two attendants kneeling aside, crying with tears and snot flowing from their noses.

"Noisy!"

Zhou Yanzong let out a low drink.

Wang Shou picked up the fly whisk in his arm and slapped Duozi and Duofu on the back twice, "Your Majesty, don't lose your manners." He has been in the palace for many years, and he is the most seasoned and tactful person. It looked like it was being hit hard, but it didn't hurt much when it fell on the body.

He had seen the appearance of this exquisite princess just now, she was indeed a beauty like no other in heaven and earth, although she was born with a delicate and soft figure, there was a natural heroism in her eyebrows and eyes.

He didn't want to offend such a fairy-like person easily.

Today's two actions can be regarded as selling favors, things in this palace are changing rapidly, who knows what will happen in the future?It is naturally good to have many good relationships.

Zhou Yanzong walked under the pear tree and looked down at the beauty lying on the ground.

The beauty's black hair is scattered on her cheeks, almost covering most of her face, but through the gaps between her hair, she can still faintly see her fair skin like snow. The beauty's body is slender and exquisite. Zhou Yanzong stands with his hands behind his back, Neither speak.

If he didn't open his mouth, everyone naturally didn't dare to open their mouths. They all kept silent, kneeling with their heads down.

Although Han Qingyang closed his eyes, he still felt clearly when the scrutinizing gaze landed on him. He tried to calm his breath, but after waiting for a long while, no one spoke, so he could only hold his eyelids weakly.

What caught his eye was a robe with a golden dragon pattern on a black background. He stretched his arms and wanted to get up to salute, but his strength was limited, so he fell back again with a coquettish cry.

After trying this twice, he said with tears in his eyes: "The court lady is disrespectful in front of the hall, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Zhou Yanzong's eyes were sharp, and Han Qingyang's back seemed to be on fire with those scorching eyes. He tried his best to stabilize his emotions, for fear that the dog emperor would see his flaws and convict him of bullying.

"The number one beauty in the Jin Dynasty really lives up to her reputation, but it's a pity she's too delicate."

The voice is low and young.

Han Qingyang didn't dare to raise his head, bit his lips, struggled to get up, bowed respectfully, and said: "Dajin is a small border country, although Linglong is a princess, she is nothing but a frog at the bottom of a well, and now comes Dajin Zhou, seeing the prosperity and prosperity of the Great Zhou, and the people living and working in peace and contentment, one knows that His Majesty is wise and benevolent. Today, I am even more fortunate to be able to enter the palace to see Your Majesty. Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven. The majesty of heaven is manifested. The courtiers and daughters are surprised and happy, and they are even more anxious. , and then passed out. Besides..."

Zhou Yanzong has a long body and a beautiful body.

"And what?"

Han Qingyang looked at the bricks and stones in front of him. Perhaps it was because of the rain last night that the bricks and stones were dull in color with a little watery halo.

"Besides, Your Majesty is my daughter's future husband. My daughter was really nervous, so her legs became weak, her head became dizzy, and she broke the rules in front of the imperial court. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Zhou Yanzong lowered his eyes, looking at the thin back in front of him.

"Oh? So you're lonely, aren't you?"

Han Qingyang couldn't hear the emotion in his words, nor could he guess his anger, so he hurriedly explained: "It's useless for me to be a courtier, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Zhou Yanzong brushed his sleeves and left.

"If you know it's useless, choose something for Gu Gun."

Han Qingyang was startled, the dog emperor was indeed the same dog as in the legend, and started barking at the slightest disagreement.

He raised his body slightly, and seeing that the robe was about to go out of his sight, he closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and hugged Zhou Yanzong's calf with a pounce, crying loudly: "Where does your majesty tell the servant girl to go?" ?My father cruelly sent me to the Great Zhou Dynasty. I can’t go back to the Great Jin Dynasty. Now in the Zhou Dynasty, the courtiers and girls are His Majesty’s people, and death is His Majesty’s ghost. One is dead."

Zhou Yanzong tried to twitch his legs, but the delicate beauty under him hugged him tightly, as if it was growing on his legs, and he failed to raise his legs.

He snorted, "Let go! If you don't let go again, Gu will order someone to cut off your hands."

He threatened coldly.

With a broken heart, Han Qingyang not only didn't let go, but hugged him even tighter.

"Your Majesty is no longer angry with the minister's daughter, so the minister's daughter will let go."

Zhou Yanzong's temples throbbed with qi.

Since he came to the throne, he has never encountered such a mess.

"Come on!"

Seeing that Zhou Yanzong's face was livid, the guards on the side quickly handed over the sword.

The blade of the sword glowed with a cold light, and now Han Qingyang couldn't get off the tiger, so he simply let go, touching Zhou Yanzong's thigh all the way from the calf that was holding Zhou Yanzong, his arms tightened suddenly.

As long as he sticks tightly enough, the dog emperor will not find a chance to strike.

Zhou Yanzong's body shook suddenly.

He has always been hot and cool, even though it was early spring, he changed into thin summer clothes early, and now Han Qingyang hugged him so tightly, even with Han Qingyang's half of his face that was tightly pressed against the back of his thigh The heat from his body also flowed along his skin and flowed through his limbs.

Zhou Yanzong narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold chill appeared all over his body.

Wang Shou on the side had long been scared and hid aside, while Duozi and Duofu were also frightened by their master's bravery, they even forgot to cry, and just shrank and knelt under the pear tree.

Zhou Yanzong raised his sword, but Han Qingyang hugged his leg from behind. He was furious and was about to twist his body to strike, but it was a pity that Han Qingyang hugged him too tightly, and couldn't find a chance to strike several times.

Throwing a mouse, the two of them were deadlocked for a while.

"let go!"

"I do not!"

"let go!"

"As long as His Majesty is willing to take me in, I will let go!"

Zhou Yanzong gritted his teeth, "Let go first!"

Thinking of him as an imposing emperor of a country, and with such a big harem, why is it difficult to raise a concubine?

With tears in Han Qingyang's eyes, his eyes were even clearer. He raised his eyes to look at Zhou Yanzong, with a soft and pitiful tone.

"Then, your Majesty won't go back on what you say. Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and when the Son of Heaven speaks, he speaks for himself."

He spoke loudly on purpose.

Zhou Yanzong raised the corners of his lips, "You want to be lonely like that?"

The hand on his thigh was finally released, Zhou Yanzong looked at the wrinkled clothes, and frowned.

Han Qingyang looked as if he was facing an enemy, as if as soon as Zhou Yanzong changed his mind, he would immediately entangle him again.He said that he was extremely wronged, "Everyone in the world knows that I was sent by Da Jin to dedicate you to Your Majesty. If you don't want me, how can there be any man in the world who dares to want me? Your Majesty is benevolent, and he will definitely not look at me." I won't be able to get married in my life, will I?"

Zhou Yanzong sneered.

"If you want to be a lonely person, it depends on whether you are worthy or not. Hold your head up."

With you big head ghost!

Han Qingyang scolded in his heart, but he still raised his head obediently.

Looking at each other, Han Qingyang froze for a moment.

Last night he had a dream about Zhou Yanzong. In the dream, Zhou Yanzong was extremely rough, with thick hair all over his body, he was like a walking ape, and now he saw the Lord up close.

Han Qingyang's first reaction was that the rumors were not credible.

The man is not only not scary, but handsome.

The gown with the golden dragon pattern on a black background was worn on his body, which set off his tall and strong figure, and his handsome and profound features. Because of the gloom at the moment, there was a bit of sharp chill.

Han Qingyang couldn't help but praise, the dog emperor has a good skin, but it's a pity that he can't speak human words or do human affairs.

Zhou Yanzong took all the reactions of the people in front of him into his eyes.

Just now I only looked at it from a distance, and I could vaguely tell that it was a beauty, but now that I am close at hand, I can see it even more clearly.

His skin is as white as snow under the bright red dress, and there is a glimmer of water in his eyes that are like cut pupils of autumn water. Under his straight nose, his red lips are full and moist, like autumn The ripe fruit hanging on the branches in the daytime is like a ripe fruit, which makes people want to kiss Fangze.A little messy black hair hangs behind her, which adds a bit of delicate and dilapidated beauty to it.

Han Qingyang's dishonest hand tentatively stretched forward again.

This time Zhou Yanzong took precautions, took a step back vigilantly, and easily dodged.

Han Qingyang asked with tears in his eyes, "Your Majesty is wise and powerful, with a dragon and a phoenix appearance, and your courtiers are mediocre. They are really not worthy of His Majesty. I didn't expect to marry His Majesty and enter the palace as a concubine or concubine. I beg Your Majesty not to be disgusted. The courtiers are satisfied when they are court ladies who serve in front of the emperor."

Wang Shou on the side bowed.

If such beauties are all ordinary in appearance, then in his opinion, no one in the harem can be called a beauty.

Zhou Yanzong looked at the beauty in red kneeling at his feet.After a while, he said: "Get up!"

Han Qingyang thanked him, and was about to stand up with his knees on his hands, but his feet softened, and he threw himself into Zhou Yanzong's arms.

It rained last night, and the bricks and stones were cold. He knelt down for a long time, but felt his knees were sore and numb. This unexpected suddenness really scared Han Qingyang. With both hands, he firmly grasped Zhou Yanzong's skirt as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

Zhou Yanzong was staggered by him, his face was gloomy like the sky before the summer rainstorm.

"Let go!"

There was a taste of gnashing of teeth after extreme forbearance in his voice.

Han Qingyang snuggled into his arms, and said softly: "Your Majesty, it's not because my daughter is unwilling to let go, it's just that after kneeling for so long, my daughter's feet are weak, and she really can't stand still. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

The faint sandalwood fragrance floats over with the light sweet pear fragrance.

Zhou Yanzong sneered, "In that case, you are lonely, right?"

Han Qingyang half-lyed on his chest, with his palms pressed against his chest. Even through the clothes, he could still clearly feel Zhou Yanzong's slightly accelerated heartbeat under his chest, as if it was ringing in his ears.

"The courtiers don't dare, it's useless to be courtiers, Your Majesty just wait a little longer, it only takes a moment."

The corners of Zhou Yanzong's lips curled up, he bent down, picked him up in his arms, and walked towards the imperial study.

"Gu doesn't like to wait!"

Han Qingyang's feet were empty, and he almost cried out in fright, and in a panic, he stretched out his hand and tightly hooked Zhou Yanzong's neck.

Zhou Yanzong said expressionlessly: "The folk customs of the Great Jin Dynasty are open, I don't think the princess of a country is so enthusiastic and unrestrained."

Han Qingyang was not annoyed either.

The left and right are all for survival, so there is no need to care about such worthless things as face.

He leaned his head on his shoulder.

"The enthusiasm and unrestrainedness of a courtier is only for His Majesty!"

The soft voice seemed to be the faint fragrance from the wind in the summer night, making one's bones crisp and numb.

The warm breath brushed behind the ears, arousing countless small electric currents.

Zhou Yanzong paused, his back stiffened.

shameless!

How shameless!