Especially the ambiguities between the bedclothes, but also over and over again in Ouyang Huajing's mind, every detail, every word, are not willing to let go.

Think more, gradually also noticed the smell of cold Jun Ao body.

It's very unique. It's hard to describe. If you have to be precise, it's The cool night.

It's like staying outside all day and night, feeling lonely and cold in my heart.

Although she is also strange, Leng Jun aogui is the king of a country, how can he have such a taste, but the taste really belongs to him, but there is nothing to doubt.

Now the thin quilt in her hand was the smell.

As soon as Ouyang Huajing said that, her heart became more tense.

Knowing that this is a fatal answer, if she is not careful, she is likely to be cleaned up by Ouyang Huajing, but she still has to continue.

"If you go back to the empress, I have never fallen asleep. I have been sitting outside the hall all the time. If If the emperor came and wanted to enter, the maidservant could not have no idea. Unless Unless he is... "

It came in through the back window.

But it's impossible to be an emperor.

The fear on her face fully showed that she was not lying.

And there's no need to lie.

But such a fact also gave Ouyang Huajing a heavy blow.

As soon as he loosened his fingers, he grasped the quilt tightly and slipped to the ground quietly. Just like the hope that he finally ignited, he quietly peeled off Ouyang Huajing.

In the end, she had a gloomy face.

"Forget it. I'm tired. Let's have a rest."

She's still pregnant. At least it's been a month. Why doesn't Leng junao come to see her?

What's in her stomach is also his flesh and blood. How can that man have the heart? No matter how busy you are, there is always time for you to have a look and say two words?

Sure enough, men are not trustworthy, the most fickle! When touching, it shows that you are the only woman on the top of his heart in his life. Once you don't care

It's no different from her lecherous father. It's a pity that Leng Jun Ao has such a charming face!

Different from other palaces where the light was almost dark, the imperial study was still bright.

Leng Jun Ao is sitting in front of his desk, holding a vermilion pen in his hand. He is frowning at the memorial on the case.

In recent days, busy, let him lose a lot of weight, the original angular face, the lines become more and more strong, said the facial features are quite sharp.

There is no need to even deliberate, just a simple look, the emperor's spirit.

But at the moment, he was about to write. Suddenly, a burst of acid came and he sneezed three times.

"Ahoo, ahoo, ahoo..."

It's really an unsophisticated and embarrassing move, but it was made by him with an indescribable grace.

After sneezing, he takes the brocade handkerchief from Ning Shun's hand and wipes it. Leng junao then looks like he has no choice but to hook his lips. He laughs very much.

"I think Xi'er is thinking about me. It's also during this period that I was very busy and neglected her. When you come back, you must accompany me well. "

Ning Shun

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

Emperors work hard, and they work hard as bodyguards.