Chapter 36 The Jealousy of the Palace Maid

Wen Mo walked in slowly, put the bedclothes in his hand aside, Bi Lingyuan soaked in hot water, and the mist swelled. He couldn't help but close his eyes and slowly opened them. However, Wen Mo had not left yet, and stood beside him.

Now, he saw Han Rui, who came to Kui Shui, but thought he was poisoned and cried. It was ridiculous and embarrassed, and it made him feel sad.

He glanced at Wen Mo who was so kind that she was two years older than him and was the daughter of the wet nurse Mrs. An Ning. Like a sister, she could naturally trust her.

Wen Mo! Bi Lingyuan raised his body slightly, lazily resting his upper body on the edge of the bath pool, with water mist everywhere, and even his dry voice was wet

Wen Mo was clamping the hole wall and pressing the jade force to slide in the hole. Suddenly, he heard Bi Lingyuan's voice and couldn't help but make a sound. The hole suddenly twitched. She quickly gritted her teeth and fell to the ground.

The slave is here

Bi Lingyuan was frightened by her, for some reason why he performed such a great tribute

You get up, I have something to say to you

The moment she knelt down, the itchyness in the deep flower hole was slightly relieved. She wiped the fragrant sweat from her forehead, licked her lips, and looked up together to see Bi Lingyuan. The itchyness in the hole gradually penetrated into her limbs and bones.

She had no choice but to walk to Bi Lingyuan with her legs slightly, and listened with her head down properly.

Bi Lingyuan raised his hand and said unintentionally: Do you still remember the little palace slave in the library before?

Wen Mo's heart was half cold when she heard this. In the middle of the night, she heard Bi Lingyuan's harsh words to the palace slave. In less than a quarter of an hour, she changed into the eunuch's uniform and went out with Wu Yong!

For a merely lowly person, he even abandoned the majesty of the Nine Five Lords!

Wen Mo's heart was sore, but she still forced herself to smile: Wen Mo remembers

Bi Lingyuan closed his eyes: That's good, Wen Mo, I have always felt at ease in doing things. You have often gone to the library for a few days...

The faint ambergris lingered in the mist, and Wenmo could hardly breathe. She wanted to pounce into the pool of water immediately, kiss him and lick him, let him penetrate her hard

How come a love that grows up is not as good as a humble palace slave?

Could it be that the emperor is interested in this little palace slave?

Wen Mo lowered his head and said softly

Bi Lingyuan was asked by Wen Mo and didn't hide it. He nodded for granted: I just like him. She just came to Kui Shui today. Maybe it was because of the misconduct in the past, and I didn't understand these things. You go, I can't worry about it.

It turned out that she wanted her to serve a palace maid from the Qing Palace to serve a palace slave. Wen Mo clenched his fist and responded softly. Bi Lingyuan said to her as if he suddenly remembered it, and said to her: You don’t need to have that Yuzi Tang in the future. She is too weak, Yuzi Tang hurts her body.

Wen Mo was stunned, had a bad premonition in his heart, and asked: But if the palace slave had a royal heir... he would have to behead his head.

Bi Lingyuan hates the ancestral rules that he always speaks. If the rules are established, it will be broken. Can living people still make the ancestors in the imperial tombs suffocate to death?

While thinking, he raised his hand to release the bun, and his black hair fell into the water. He said lazyly: If you are pregnant, you will be pregnant.

Such a casual and ordinary sentence was like thunder on the ground. Wen Mo gritted his teeth secretly, forced himself to get up and retreat, left the bedroom and returned to his room. He could no longer bear it and took out the jade force, laying on the bed, imagining that it was Bi Lingyuan's fiery penis, entering and leaving hard

But not enough...too short...and not enough...

Too cold...