The draft is still going on. The difference from before is that the surrounding heart sounds have become more and more weird. He gently called Chaodeng's name, and while the other party turned his head, he pulled him into his arms and kissed him.

I didn't dare to watch the beautiful scene on the high platform. Some of them secretly glanced at him and only felt their face flushed and heartbeat. When Jiang Mingyue let go of him, Zhao Deng's breathing became disordered, and he coughed unconsciously from his throat.

"But..."

Zhao Deng frowned slightly, coughing cut him off, the young man with peach blossom eyes patted towards Deng's back, and said perseveringly, "Will you choose again next time?"

The heart sounds around him have made him more and more irritable. If he sits down again, he doesn't know if he can control himself. The countless heart sounds mixed with love and desire continue, and what makes him even more unbearable is that, After seeing Chao Deng kissing herself, the women present were delighted with the unintentional coquettishness revealed by the queen, and even thought...

The beautiful woman with beautiful features licked her lips slightly, the young emperor did not miss her action, he had an impression of this woman, the eldest granddaughter of the eldest princess, countless ministers proposed to accept her from the very beginning As a concubine, she was indeed bright and dignified, and Jiang Mingyue's expression became darker when she thought of her heartbeat when she was singled out by Chao Deng just now.

"Okay, next time."

The familiar voice made him come back to his senses, and he made a laziness to the lamp next to him. After getting the other party's agreement, Jiang Mingyue looked at the **** for a while, and the latter immediately loudly announced the deadline. .

Because I just took over the Jiang country, I have to deal with countless business affairs every day. Often it is late at night, and the young man in the imperial robe can only be seen by the light. , The maid waiting in the outer hall was silent, and he suddenly smiled, remembering the prop bed that he had laid down when he was filming a movie, and it was really similar to the emperor's dragon bed.

"What are you thinking? Laughing so much."

The boy's slightly lower tone came from behind, the man wrapped his waist with one hand and raised his chin with the other, forcing half of his face to face the lamp.

"I miss my sister and sister." Chao Deng let him play with it: "It's so beautiful."

"...Deng'er," the young man behind took off his shirt, took the jade box from the side, and smeared the balsam ointment on him without leaving a single place: "You really don't know or Don't you know?"

The medicinal properties of the balm are getting stronger and stronger, and it seems to be mixed with other things. The balm made him yearn for Jiang Mingyue's touch, and even felt itching constantly, making it difficult to fill the huge void in his body.

"The women you picked are very happy with you," Jiang Mingyue said after a pause, and knocked on the forehead of Chao Deng: "I feel so happy that I want to put my queen on the bed."

“…what?”

Zhao Deng raised his eyes, which were tortured by sensory stimulation, and noticed that the teenager was pulling his legs. It was pinched hard.

"Mingyue! Little bright moon! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

The boy placed his hand firmly on the sole of his foot and pressed each acupuncture point in turn. Since he was a boy, he seldom went out because of his body. After getting to know Jiang Mingyue, he devoted most of his time to the boy. Because of the lack of land, he has no calluses on his feet. After days of incense medicine conditioning, the sensitivity level can be imagined. The beauty struggled on the dragon bed, and her fingers kept scratching on the soft brocade mattress. Seeing him cough, the young emperor took the soft cloth. The jade tongue depressor pressed against Chaodeng's throat, and filled Chaodeng's mouth with soft silk, abruptly blocking the movement in his throat.

"Mmmmmmmmm!"

"Good Deng'er, the imperial doctor said that massaging the feet can cure the cold." Jiang Mingyue was afraid that he would take out the contents of his throat and tied Chaodeng's hand behind his back. The silk rope made red marks on his hands, and he ordered something outside the dragon's bed. After a while, someone brought a plush finger cot. He put the delicate object into the lamp's finger, and the snow-white fox fur and the thin fingers were lined. It was very beautiful. The young emperor played for a while, and then tied the hands of Chao Deng tightly again: "You are an old wound from the past, and you need to be treated with adjuvant medicine. There is no dirt in your throat. Get up, lest your throat be hurt by shouting and coughing."

One of his feet was tied to the bedpost, and the other let the boy massage the acupoints continuously. Drop by drop soaked in the soft silk, half-silk shouts could not come out, I don’t know if it was sweat or something slippery, which made the lining close to the body, the silk and satin under the body also became damp and slippery, and the fragrance floating in the air lingered on the nose, vaguely In the middle, he heard the boy's surprised laughter.

"Deng'er is really rebellious." The teenager massaged the most painful acupoints on the soles of his feet like punishment. Toss like this, you should be punished."

Jiang Mingyue was attached to his ear, every word, the majesty of the superior made the beauty in his arms tremble: "If the queen is not good, I will smash your little buttocks."

“…”

Damn, hooligan.

Let go of Daddy, Daddy will come back.

"I slept with my person in my bed," seemingly aware of his thoughts, the boy laughed, his bright peach eyes painted beautifully: "What's wrong?"

When I woke up in the vertical sun, although I had the discomfort left by Huan Ai, the chest tightness that had been with him for many years had indeed improved slightly. Chao Deng got up from the bed, Jiang Mingyue had already left Shang Chao early. , his body has been cleaned, and the bedding has been replaced with new ones, except for the traces of love all over his body, the traces of last night's madness are hard to find.

It really works.

As if remembering something, he called the system to the lamp: [The president all—]

[At. ]

[Uh,] he organized the language: [Every time you help me change my body, how do you do it? ]

Whether it is hair length, physical health, skills and combat abilities, each world is different, the system reminds him to jump in space soon, and then opens his eyes again. There are more or less deviations. He didn't care in the past, but now he is a little curious.

[You are entering the spiritual world, and you can change your existence by giving hints to the original owner. ]

[…]

I don't understand, oh well.

[…? ]

[The original owner,] Chao Deng recalled the systematic words: [Is the spiritual world of each original owner easy to modify? ]

He's talking.

From the beginning of the mission to the present, the system has never disclosed the information of the original owner of the half-shard to him, not even how many names the original owner has and how many worlds he has to go through. With "every", if the system inadvertently refutes him...

It is indeed a morning light! so smart!

 ]

[…]

A real worthy president! Go away!

[Soon. ]

[What? ]

[It will be over soon. ]

When Zhao Deng was trying to figure out this inexplicable sentence, the other party suddenly said: [All opportunities are bet on you, you have to work hard. ]

[No,] turned to the light of the lamp: [Unless you tell me what your name is. ]

[…]

[Big brother, boss, brother, father, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa—]

[Caesar. ]

[Huh? ] Zhao Deng froze for a moment: [Foreign friends? ]

[…Forget it. ]

[The Great Emperor,] nodded towards the lamp with a smile, it was a name that sounded powerful and free, for no reason, he thought it was very, very suitable for the other party: [The name is so nice, you have Cleopatra after? ]

[…]

The coldness of early spring haunts the flowers and willows, the scarlet palace wall separates wealth and power, and following the balsamic canal all the way up is the harem, although the new emperor succeeds to the throne She found Xiu Nv, but she didn't turn over the cards of any beauties. Because of the courtiers' persuasion, Jiang Mingyue flipped over a dozen wooden cards at random, and all the good luck Xiu Nv were successively awarded The title, the monarch is young, handsome, and well-governed. The new concubines and concubines appear to be very beautiful on the surface, but the new concubines who have been waiting for one night more or less understand that the young emperor has never favored one person from beginning to end.

Theoretically, the queen should have her own palace. It is not normal to appear in the emperor's palace except for the sleeping quarters, but Jiang Mingyue sticks to the lamp tightly. He passed by. Over time, the Chaodeng was too lazy to run away, so he simply stayed there. The whole palace knew that the emperor and the queen were deeply in love. The daughter of the Yang family met the queen by chance under the tree in the back garden.

The other person is looking at the tree.

The queen, seeing the striking red shadow under the peach tree, Yang Miaomiao felt a heat on her face and covered her mouth involuntarily.

She saw the tall and thin boy looking at him for a long time, then turned around suddenly, Yang Miaomiao was too busy to put down her hands and salute.

"Good morning, madam."

Seeing the girl in the green gauze skirt, the two palace maids also saluted. Although they didn't know much about the affairs of the deep palace, Chao Deng also understood that the beautiful women were not qualified to wear such gorgeous clothes. He struggled with the other party's name for a moment, and then he was distracted by the girl's redder and more charming face.

Shy?

Wow, lovely sister.

"Okay~" He approached the lamp and saw that the latter's face was getting more and more red, he said in a soft voice, "Don't be shy."

Hearing him say this, Yang Miaomiao thought that her behavior was inappropriate, and she was in a hurry. She bent over to apologize, but couldn't help but let out a slightly sharp vibrato, obviously A voice that is only in a hurry.

"Mother, the concubine...the concubine is stupid and shouldn't—"

"It's okay," Chao Deng interrupted her softly, seeing the girl so nervous, he didn't want to scare her anymore, so he avoided the girl and wanted to leave: "It's okay."

"Is the lady looking at the peach tree?"

As soon as he took a few steps, he heard the girl's courageous voice, turned back to the lamp, and saw how nervous she was clutching her dress, he couldn't help laughing.

"Skirt."

[Love is worth four and a half stars. ]

[Brother Caesar! Brother Caesar has spoken to me! ]

[…Stop it. ]

The girl who only looked at his smile snorted.

"The skirt is going to be wrinkled," Chao Deng stopped: "Just call it Chao Deng, Niangniang sounds... a little weird?"

"Never!"

"Okay~ As you like," he turned his eyes to the peach tree: "It should be beautiful when it blooms, what's your name?"

"Miaomiao..." The girl whispered, "Yang Miaomiao."

"Yang Miaomiao?"

"...No, no!" Although the girl was eager to correct her, she couldn't help but secretly raised the corners of her lips: "It's a wonderful thing."

When Jiang Mingyue was dealing with business affairs, he was bored at the lantern. He didn't know which places in the palace were unethical. The back garden became a place where he often hangs out. Over time, he found that he could always He often went to see the concubines and concubines in the palace under the flower tree, and for several days, a beautiful sister with a good figure was wearing a pink shirt embroidered with peach blossoms. He couldn't help but look around and saw many beautiful sisters. The younger sisters all wore peach-related clothes, either with dark lines on the waist, or with hairpin accessories. He was silent for a while, and talked to the beautiful sister who was covered in peach blossoms.

Suddenly there is an inexplicable self-confidence that is deciding the trend, the ladies are so cute.

Thanks to this woman's bright eyebrows, slender waist and long legs, with such clothes, she is still beautiful and radiant, looking at the lamp and talking to herself, there is a trace of surprise in the woman's eyes, After a few chats, the other party suddenly opened the topic, obviously planning for a long time.

"I heard that the concubine is not in good health, the concubine has a secret medicine from the Western Regions, which was brought in when she entered the palace. If the concubine does not dislike it, the concubine will send someone to the concubine tomorrow. "

"Thank you, Concubine Shu."

"The concubine can't bear the concubine's thanks," the sultry woman's eyes were filled with cowardice, her cherry lips slightly parted, and she said softly: "As long as the concubine is willing to smile at the concubine, Whatever you want to do, the courtiers and concubines are willing to do so.”

“…Thank you.”

The lantern was actually molested, oh! Cool!

Xu Shi did not expect him to talk so well, and after a while, many beautiful concubines expressed that they also had precious medicines, a crisp voice broke the soft words, and there was an exotic girl in his face Eyes on the upward facing lamp.

"My concubine doesn't have those precious things, and I don't know how to please the empress." The girl's eyes were deeper than ordinary people, and the black eyes were like shining stones. The people of the country can dance the unique dances of the clan, if the concubine is willing, the ministers and concubines hope to perform dances for the goddess."

The State of Lu is a mysterious country ruled by an alien tribe outside Jianguo. It is said that the sons and daughters are superior to men. The women of the Lu tribe are all beautiful and good at fighting. The most famous is the dance of the Lu people. Through sacrificial dances to communicate with the gods and be blessed by the gods, although the country is sparsely populated, it is rich all year round and the national strength is strong. Due to its particularity, only the royal family of the country is allowed to learn dance. The girl in front of me is undoubtedly The royal family, surprisingly, she was willing to dance for the Han people.

"That dance... is it dedicated to God?"

"The concubine wants to dance for the goddess."

He smiled: "Is there no reward for dancing for me?"

"The concubine is very happy."

Listen carefully, the girl's slightly hoarse voice has some strange timbres, most of which are alien accents, while she is convinced of her identity, Chao Deng meets the girl's stubborn eyes, and finally clicks head.

After the girl finished dancing, he thanked the lamp and asked the girl's name.

Seeing his behavior, another concubine dared to come up, because he was so close, he could almost smell the fragrance of the concubines.

"The concubine heard that Niangniang likes peach blossoms, so she specially embroidered the lucky charm with peach, if Niangniang does not dislike it..."

"Does the lady like Meizhou snacks? My concubine is a Meizhou native and is good at making seasonal desserts."

"The mother is afraid of the cold, there is a—"

"Lamp."

The boy's slightly lower voice interrupted all Yingge Yanyu, I do not know when the young emperor Huamao Chunsong appeared not far away, Jiang Mingyue's peach blossom eyes were half closed, and the eyes did not realize Heterochromatic.

"Come here."

[Three stars for hatred. ]