Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
And Xia Ling directly went from the main hall to the Spring Dew hall.
Compared to him, she arrived a little faster than Ji Wenyuan.
Ji Wenyuan entered the hall, and the door behind him slowly closed.
Outside the hall, Lin Lang and many female generals were on guard. Looking at them, how could Ji Wenyuan not know that Neon Phoenix had already arrived?
*
In front of him was a red drooping curtain, layer upon layer. It actually looked like a wedding sleeping hall.
The floor was covered with a thick carpet, and in the corner, the quietly burning scent of perilla also made the atmosphere in the hall become more lingering.
“Your subject greets Your Majesty.”
Through the layers of curtains, Ji Wenyuan saw the woman on the bed at first glance.
She seemed to have taken a bath and changed her clothes. She was covered in a light veil, and her skin was snow-white and soft. Her long legs, which were as smooth as jade, were lazily crossed. She was lying on the bed and half propped herself up.
“Minister Ji Ai is here? You really made me wait so long. Why are you still bowing? Why aren’t you coming?”
Qing Yue’s slightly hoarse voice contained a smile, as if she had always called for him in the imperial court.
Her phoenix-like gaze fell on Ji Wenyuan through the layers of gauze curtains.
Neon Phoenix was born to be beautiful and romantic. People often discussed that whoever was able to be the emperor’s guest of honor would be blessed with three lifetimes of cultivation.
At this moment, the gaze that fell on him was also filled with strong affection… …
However, Ji Wenyuan lowered his eyes and clenched his hands.
In his life, he hated being unable to control his own fate the most.
Even if the Phoenix is a goddess-like beauty, in front of him, at her mercy, he will not give her one more look.
It’s just…
Could he be strong? The overall situation is uncertain, and the loss of the Phoenix’s trust, the previous various arrangements… He was afraid to start all over again.
Ji Guo, respect a man.
If anything happened between him and Nihon today, it’s not his loss.
At most… close your eyes and pretend you’re having a sex dream…
* Oh, yeah
Making up his mind, Ji Wenyuan opened the gauze curtain and walked over step by step.
He was dressed in an official robe, and his usual elegance and gentleness were not lost in the slightest.
However, on this bed, the beauty was drunk, and her long raven-green hair was scattered on the bed. Her phoenix-like eyes looked at him and sized him up slightly, with some dissatisfaction.
Her snow-white and soft long legs were lazily crossed. She sat up and glanced at Ji Wenyuan again.
“Ji Ai Qing, why didn’t you change your clothes?”
The outfit of a male lover was naturally a contrast to her red veil.
He did not want to take medicine and did not want to change his clothes. This official robe was boring, so it naturally dampened her mood.
The dissatisfaction of a ruler was not an ordinary thing.
Ji Wenyuan instantly sobered up a bit.
He didn’t take off his official robe, but he bowed again.
“Your Majesty, there are some things that don’t require me to take off my clothes. Instead, they are interesting.”
“Oh?” Xia Ling raised her eyebrows and patted the couch next to her. “Then what are you waiting for?”
On her fair face, her phoenix-like eyes curved, and she smiled charmingly.
She was a rare beauty in this world. She was beautiful and enchanting, just like the seductive vixen.
However, as the empress, the arrogance between her brows and her free and easy bearing allowed her to do such ridiculous things easily.
*
She sat there, waiting for him to go over and wait for him to serve her.
However, as a man of indomitable spirit, even if Ji Wenyuan temporarily submitted, he did not want her to confuse him with an ordinary male pet.
His thin lips curled into a faint smile as he went forward.
