1
The night is quiet, the sea breeze is gentle
In the bedroom of the King of Sea Palace, Hua Wuyu was half-exposed on Luo's shirt and was pressed on the bed by Xuanyuan Feng and kissed fiercely.
No...well...wind...child...hua struggled speechlessly, but she could not withstand the strength of the man on her body, and was suppressed so tightly that she could not move.
Hua Wuyu, who gave birth to two children, has a plump breast, a slender waist, and her whole body exudes a mature and charming charm.
Today is the day of the full moon. Xuanyuan Feng, who had been abstinent for several months, could not bear it at this time. He threw his daughter who had just been full moon to the palace servants to take care of him. He hurriedly hugged Hua Wushu and returned to the room, hoping that today he could show off his desire to relieve the pain of abstinence for many months.
The child is watching, and we haven't been intimate for a long time... During the passionate kiss, Xuanyuan Feng muttered dissatisfied, and his big hand touched her loose collar. Seeing a passionate bed scene about to happen, Xuanyuan Feng suddenly felt something pulling his trouser legs, and couldn't help but look down at his feet.
Damn it! Xuanyuan Zilian, who is going to come to my bedroom? Xuanyuan Feng roared and was busy covering the half-naked flowers with the brocade quilt.
Daddy is bad, mother sleeps with her son. She is like Xuanyuan Zilian carved from a template. She is stubborn and tense her little face and stares at her father angrily
Xuanyuan Feng was furious: Get out! Why should my wife sleep with you? If you want someone to sleep with you, find a wife by yourself.
Daddy! The empress accompanied her. The four-year-old Xuanyuan Zilian was unwilling to give in and stared at her father in anger.
Believe it or not, I beat you to death? Xuanyuan Feng raised his fist viciously at his son
Xuanyuan Feng, you are so brave that you dare to beat my son?
Hua Wuyu tidied his clothes under the brocade quilt. He lifted the brocade quilt and saw Xuanyuan Feng raise his hand to his son. He immediately stopped doing it, and kicked him off the bed with his feet.
When Xuanyuan Zilian saw her father eating, she immediately rushed into Hua Wuyu's arms with a smile. Mom, Mom, Mom accompany Zilian
Why haven't Zilian slept yet when she is so late? Hua Wuyu hugged her son in her arms and spoke softly
Mother with Xuanyuan Zilian nestled in Hua Wuyu's arms and tried hard to rub against her
OK, Mom sleeps with you. Hua Wuyu looked at her son's beautiful little face and her heart was soft.
Xuanyuan Feng was kicked off the bed and was angry and aggrieved. He squatted on the side and tried hard to pull the speechless skirt. He hoped that she would not only care about her son, but also care about him. He hadn't hugged her for several months.
Hua Wuyu's beautiful eyes swept over, and patted Xuanyuan Feng's head like a puppy. How old are you? Why are you as good as your son? Be good. As he said that, he picked up Xuanyuan Zilian and walked out of the hall.
On Hua Wuyu's shoulder, Xuanyuan Zi's narrow version of Xuanyuan Zi was grimacing at his father proudly. Xuanyuan Feng was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
Bad boy, even if you are proud, I don't believe it will not cure you
Xuanyuan Feng gritted his teeth viciously, rolled up his sleeves and rushed to the study. After turning the pen and ink, a letter that decided Xuanyuan Zilian's future fate was completed.
The recipient of the letter was Xuanyuan Yi, who was thousands of miles away. The general idea of the letter was: his son is four years old this year. As the next generation of the tomb protection personnel, he would send him back to the capital to receive imperial education with the princes, so that Xuanyuan Yi would take good care of his precious son like he served the emperor. He would go back to pick him up six years later. If his son had a hair lost, he would do whatever he wanted.
After the letter was written, Xuanyuan Feng threw the pen and shouted: Come!
Beizhi's ears are very good. You don't have to be so loud. A boy in black appeared out of thin air in a corner of the study, bent down to Xuanyuan Feng helplessly
You go and pick twenty good-looking ones, and take the young master and this letter to Zhu Feng later. The letter and the people will be sent directly to the palace. You must hand it over to Xuanyuan Yi in person. Do you understand?
The boy widened his eyes in surprise when he heard this. It was almost the hour of Hai. Prince, are you sure you will take the young master to set off in a while?
Xuanyuan Feng nodded decisively, which was quite refreshing. You heard it right
The boy shook his head, "The tiger is poisonous and can't eat it. Prince, isn't it just a snatch from you to the princess? Will it be too cruel if you do anything like this?
Do you have any objections to this king? The tone of the vagina
The young man shook his head decisively, obeyed the order, and then went to pick people. After half a quarter of an hour, he immediately ordered people to set sail. After saying that, he flashed like a flying person.
Xuanyuan Feng stood in the uninhabited study for a while before sighing quietly, lifted his robe out of the study, and entered his son's bedroom in a row.
When the palace maids in the palace saw him coming in, they saluted him lightly, but did not make a sound
Xuanyuan Feng went straight into the inner hall and saw Hua sitting by the bed silently, suffocating, while his four-year-old son collapsed on the bed, and he had already slept.
Xuanyuan Feng leaned on Hua Wuyu's shoulder and stared blankly at Yuru's reduced version of his son, sighing softly
How? Hua Wuyu sensitively sensed that Xuanyuan Feng’s emotional changes were different from usual
Xuanyuan Feng didn't say anything, and handed the fan in Hua Wuyu's hand to the palace maid waiting beside him, then hugged her and walked out of his son's bedroom and walked towards their own rooms.
Yu'er, Zi Lian turned four months ago. I mentioned to you before that Zi Lian wanted to enter the palace...
Before Xuanyuan Feng could finish his words, Hua Wuyu quickly interrupted him and said: No, our Zilian is so young, how can we go to such a far place? Let’s talk about places like the palace...
Yu'er! Xuanyuan Feng rarely used a stern tone. Zi Lian's surname is Xuanyuan, this is the way he must go!
Hua Wuyu's eyes turned red, but she knew she could no longer stop her
The imperial school in the palace teaches the princes' way of governing the country. Xuanyuan Feng once said that learning those things is to make them live safer in that position. For the future of Xuanyuan Zi's love, she could only bury her reluctance into her heart.
Don't be sad, our son will come back safely. Xuanyuan Feng gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and kissed her lips comfortably...
2
The autumn wind blew the remaining lotus in the pool, and also blew out Qiu Siyu's cold sweat. She stood in a corner of the courtyard, staring at the petite, completely breathless body that was dragged out from Xuanyuan Xinyu's room by a ragged doll.
I remembered that she had just given her a small plate of osmanthus cake this morning, and the child kowtowed to her with excitement and gratitude.
You girl is very content, just like my stupid sister, you will thank others for your kindness. She smiled at her and said to her.
But in just two hours, the cute child with a white and smiling face was ruined to death... The child, who was only ten years old, had not yet grown up, but he disappeared.
This is the first time in recent years?
have no idea!
She can't remember which one this is already
Qiu Siyu stood in a corner of the courtyard in a daze, staring at the child's door being dragged away in horror, unable to move.
I don't know how long it took, a tall man with a scar on his face appeared on the corridor of the courtyard. He looked around the yard. When he found Qiu Siyu standing in the corner, his eyes lit up and rushed over. Why are you standing here? Xuanyuan Xinyu was shouting that he was looking for you, come over quickly.
Qiu Siyu's pale face was a little dull at first, and his eyes turned stiffly. When she saw the man in front of her, the fear in her heart suddenly burst out. She grabbed the man's arm in panic and trembled in her voice: Brother Qin, he is a devil, he is not a human, that child is only ten years old, the child he just bought a few days ago was tortured to death by him. It's so terrible, so terrible...
The night is quiet, the sea breeze is gentle
In the bedroom of the King of Sea Palace, Hua Wuyu was half-exposed on Luo's shirt and was pressed on the bed by Xuanyuan Feng and kissed fiercely.
No...well...wind...child...hua struggled speechlessly, but she could not withstand the strength of the man on her body, and was suppressed so tightly that she could not move.
Hua Wuyu, who gave birth to two children, has a plump breast, a slender waist, and her whole body exudes a mature and charming charm.
Today is the day of the full moon. Xuanyuan Feng, who had been abstinent for several months, could not bear it at this time. He threw his daughter who had just been full moon to the palace servants to take care of him. He hurriedly hugged Hua Wushu and returned to the room, hoping that today he could show off his desire to relieve the pain of abstinence for many months.
The child is watching, and we haven't been intimate for a long time... During the passionate kiss, Xuanyuan Feng muttered dissatisfied, and his big hand touched her loose collar. Seeing a passionate bed scene about to happen, Xuanyuan Feng suddenly felt something pulling his trouser legs, and couldn't help but look down at his feet.
Damn it! Xuanyuan Zilian, who is going to come to my bedroom? Xuanyuan Feng roared and was busy covering the half-naked flowers with the brocade quilt.
Daddy is bad, mother sleeps with her son. She is like Xuanyuan Zilian carved from a template. She is stubborn and tense her little face and stares at her father angrily
Xuanyuan Feng was furious: Get out! Why should my wife sleep with you? If you want someone to sleep with you, find a wife by yourself.
Daddy! The empress accompanied her. The four-year-old Xuanyuan Zilian was unwilling to give in and stared at her father in anger.
Believe it or not, I beat you to death? Xuanyuan Feng raised his fist viciously at his son
Xuanyuan Feng, you are so brave that you dare to beat my son?
Hua Wuyu tidied his clothes under the brocade quilt. He lifted the brocade quilt and saw Xuanyuan Feng raise his hand to his son. He immediately stopped doing it, and kicked him off the bed with his feet.
When Xuanyuan Zilian saw her father eating, she immediately rushed into Hua Wuyu's arms with a smile. Mom, Mom, Mom accompany Zilian
Why haven't Zilian slept yet when she is so late? Hua Wuyu hugged her son in her arms and spoke softly
Mother with Xuanyuan Zilian nestled in Hua Wuyu's arms and tried hard to rub against her
OK, Mom sleeps with you. Hua Wuyu looked at her son's beautiful little face and her heart was soft.
Xuanyuan Feng was kicked off the bed and was angry and aggrieved. He squatted on the side and tried hard to pull the speechless skirt. He hoped that she would not only care about her son, but also care about him. He hadn't hugged her for several months.
Hua Wuyu's beautiful eyes swept over, and patted Xuanyuan Feng's head like a puppy. How old are you? Why are you as good as your son? Be good. As he said that, he picked up Xuanyuan Zilian and walked out of the hall.
On Hua Wuyu's shoulder, Xuanyuan Zi's narrow version of Xuanyuan Zi was grimacing at his father proudly. Xuanyuan Feng was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
Bad boy, even if you are proud, I don't believe it will not cure you
Xuanyuan Feng gritted his teeth viciously, rolled up his sleeves and rushed to the study. After turning the pen and ink, a letter that decided Xuanyuan Zilian's future fate was completed.
The recipient of the letter was Xuanyuan Yi, who was thousands of miles away. The general idea of the letter was: his son is four years old this year. As the next generation of the tomb protection personnel, he would send him back to the capital to receive imperial education with the princes, so that Xuanyuan Yi would take good care of his precious son like he served the emperor. He would go back to pick him up six years later. If his son had a hair lost, he would do whatever he wanted.
After the letter was written, Xuanyuan Feng threw the pen and shouted: Come!
Beizhi's ears are very good. You don't have to be so loud. A boy in black appeared out of thin air in a corner of the study, bent down to Xuanyuan Feng helplessly
You go and pick twenty good-looking ones, and take the young master and this letter to Zhu Feng later. The letter and the people will be sent directly to the palace. You must hand it over to Xuanyuan Yi in person. Do you understand?
The boy widened his eyes in surprise when he heard this. It was almost the hour of Hai. Prince, are you sure you will take the young master to set off in a while?
Xuanyuan Feng nodded decisively, which was quite refreshing. You heard it right
The boy shook his head, "The tiger is poisonous and can't eat it. Prince, isn't it just a snatch from you to the princess? Will it be too cruel if you do anything like this?
Do you have any objections to this king? The tone of the vagina
The young man shook his head decisively, obeyed the order, and then went to pick people. After half a quarter of an hour, he immediately ordered people to set sail. After saying that, he flashed like a flying person.
Xuanyuan Feng stood in the uninhabited study for a while before sighing quietly, lifted his robe out of the study, and entered his son's bedroom in a row.
When the palace maids in the palace saw him coming in, they saluted him lightly, but did not make a sound
Xuanyuan Feng went straight into the inner hall and saw Hua sitting by the bed silently, suffocating, while his four-year-old son collapsed on the bed, and he had already slept.
Xuanyuan Feng leaned on Hua Wuyu's shoulder and stared blankly at Yuru's reduced version of his son, sighing softly
How? Hua Wuyu sensitively sensed that Xuanyuan Feng’s emotional changes were different from usual
Xuanyuan Feng didn't say anything, and handed the fan in Hua Wuyu's hand to the palace maid waiting beside him, then hugged her and walked out of his son's bedroom and walked towards their own rooms.
Yu'er, Zi Lian turned four months ago. I mentioned to you before that Zi Lian wanted to enter the palace...
Before Xuanyuan Feng could finish his words, Hua Wuyu quickly interrupted him and said: No, our Zilian is so young, how can we go to such a far place? Let’s talk about places like the palace...
Yu'er! Xuanyuan Feng rarely used a stern tone. Zi Lian's surname is Xuanyuan, this is the way he must go!
Hua Wuyu's eyes turned red, but she knew she could no longer stop her
The imperial school in the palace teaches the princes' way of governing the country. Xuanyuan Feng once said that learning those things is to make them live safer in that position. For the future of Xuanyuan Zi's love, she could only bury her reluctance into her heart.
Don't be sad, our son will come back safely. Xuanyuan Feng gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and kissed her lips comfortably...
2
The autumn wind blew the remaining lotus in the pool, and also blew out Qiu Siyu's cold sweat. She stood in a corner of the courtyard, staring at the petite, completely breathless body that was dragged out from Xuanyuan Xinyu's room by a ragged doll.
I remembered that she had just given her a small plate of osmanthus cake this morning, and the child kowtowed to her with excitement and gratitude.
You girl is very content, just like my stupid sister, you will thank others for your kindness. She smiled at her and said to her.
But in just two hours, the cute child with a white and smiling face was ruined to death... The child, who was only ten years old, had not yet grown up, but he disappeared.
This is the first time in recent years?
have no idea!
She can't remember which one this is already
Qiu Siyu stood in a corner of the courtyard in a daze, staring at the child's door being dragged away in horror, unable to move.
I don't know how long it took, a tall man with a scar on his face appeared on the corridor of the courtyard. He looked around the yard. When he found Qiu Siyu standing in the corner, his eyes lit up and rushed over. Why are you standing here? Xuanyuan Xinyu was shouting that he was looking for you, come over quickly.
Qiu Siyu's pale face was a little dull at first, and his eyes turned stiffly. When she saw the man in front of her, the fear in her heart suddenly burst out. She grabbed the man's arm in panic and trembled in her voice: Brother Qin, he is a devil, he is not a human, that child is only ten years old, the child he just bought a few days ago was tortured to death by him. It's so terrible, so terrible...
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