Cen Pingjun, who was the former harem and now the Minister of Works, Cen Yining, has been living a prosperous life in the past few months, and is confident in doing things for the emperor, and is highly valued by the emperor. However, he is also busy, so he rarely refreshes his presence.

But on this day, the fourth prince Zhou Yun was lifted up to the back of his neck, and he was carried into Zichen Palace like a little chicken.

In the bedroom.

Bang!

The fourth prince was not sympathetic at all, so he threw the person onto the bed.

Zhou Yanqing, who was haggard with a face, his lips became very light, and his face was pale like a ghost: "……………”

She had originally planned to go to bed, but looked at Cen Yining, who was in disheveled clothes and fell on the dragon bed, and then looked at her gentle and gentle fourth brother.

Zhou Yun smiled gently, still looking like a gentle scholar, but the words he said made Zhou Yanqing's scalp numb. "Good Xiaojiu, don't force me to give you medicine."

Zhou Yanqing:???

Immediately clamped my legs and sat upright, she said seriously: "I have decided! My physical condition cannot be separated from others. Mr. Cen, please stay with me tonight!"

"ah???"

Cen Yining was stunned at first, then blushed.

Did the emperor finally find out that I am better? The emperor fell in love with me again? The emperor no longer favors Liang Guijun. Is this... nostalgia?

Cen Yining twisted open his belt, and his slutty little wavy lines appeared out of nowhere for a long time to show his presence: "Master~~~"

Zhou Yanqing twitched: "...No need."

The fourth brother Zhou Yun wanted to speak but stopped, and then he said with a deep thought: "Maybe it can be, it's a bargain."

Yes? What can I do?

Zhou Yanqing smiled helplessly.

Of course, intercourse is the fastest and most effective way. If you just lie together, the effect will be greatly reduced, but...

Zhou Yanqing was speechless.

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So that night, the dragon bed was eight or nine meters long, and Zhou Yanqing slept at the head of the bed. Cen Yining lies beside her with grievance and crying, but he did not dare to move because he was politely "discussed" by Zhou Yanqing.

It was just after midnight, and it was late at night.

Cen Yining was a little thirsty and opened her eyes in a daze, trying to get up and find water to drink, but suddenly... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A cold and eccentric man had a white face like a ghost and was wearing white clothes, but his eyes were like frosty and snow, but his eyes were like ghost fire.

He stood beside the bed, air conditioning was shining, staring at Cen Yining straight.

Cen Yining was so scared that she was about to pull her neck and howl when the man knocked her to death with a knife.

Jiang Jianchen knocked Cen Yining faint. He was dizzy and shook weakly. Then he glanced at Cen Yining with disgust and said hoarsely: "Jiang Ying."

A black-clothed secret guard who belongs to the Death Warrior Camp appeared silently: "Sir, I am here."

“Drag out.”

The man in black looked at Cen Yining, then looked at Jiang Jianchen who was cold and outspoken. Somehow, he suddenly thought to himself with a heart of blessing...

His Qinggui Lord, is this angry??

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There was a pair of hands wandering on her, and the man's shallow but hot breath was in her ears.

When Zhou Yanqing was awakened, the man pressed on her body, his hand held her waist, and blew the call for marching and assembly...

.

the next day.

Zhou Yun was holding a bowl of tremella lotus seed soup. The soup was added with ingredients. Compared to Xiaojiu's ridiculous mentality of "guarding someone's body like jade", he wanted Xiaojiu's health more.

So Zhou Yun had already decided.
Chapter completed!