Chapter 7: Sucking out the venom

When Eunuch Wu left the palace, the emperor took up the handkerchief in the tray and gently wiped the wound on her waist.

Even though Hanrui entered the palace, she knew that this was extremely inappropriate. Not to mention that she is just a palace slave now, even the lady of the official family could not bear the emperor's service.

The emperor, the slave can do it himself...

Bi Lingyuan threw the handkerchief aside, took the Jinchuang medicine again, lowered his eyes and opened the bottle cap, and stretched his slender fingers into it, hooked it, turned around, brought out the sticky ointment, and gently applied it to the wound.

Hanrui curled up in pain, and the fragrance of flowers on her body became more and more intense, just like pomegranate flowers mixed with honey, being constantly beaten, cooked, sweet and rotten

Don't talk. Bi Lingyuan moved his eyes away from the tip of her trembling bellyband. After applying the ointment, he wrapped gauze on her.

The pain gradually disappeared, Bi Lingyuan covered her with bedding, and did not ask her to roll down, but lay there with great worries and sighed.

Hanrui was afraid of him, but he was the emperor, so he surrendered to her and bandaged her wounds himself. He had been in the palace for two years, and no one had treated her well so well.

She is not afraid of cold eyes, she doesn't care about rough and tiring work, but she is afraid that someone will give her warmth and care. She is afraid that she will not do well enough and will not be able to repay her.

Hanrui quietly poked her eyes out of the quilt, blinked, and saw the emperor's frown, so she said carefully: Emperor, go to the ground to sleep, it will be dirty.

Bi Lingyuan didn't open his eyes and said slowly: This is the first time I've served someone, and the queen doesn't have the blessing.

After hearing this, Han Rui was not excited at all, but full of guilt and self-blame. If she hadn't slept on the brazier, she wouldn't have had such a thing.

I'm sick, I'm sad

Bi Lingyuan said, stretching out his hand to rub the penis between his crotch. A large piece of it bulged early and it could not be dissolved. Isn’t this a disease?

Hanrui looked down and hurriedly withdrew her eyes, and then heard the emperor say in a hoarse voice: I have helped you, and you can help me too

How...how to help? Han Rui asked in a low voice in the quilt, timid

If she could help the emperor, her guilt and self-blame would be reduced a little bit

Bi Lingyuan smiled, but still frowned, and said in grievance: I have been poisoned here and I want to suck out the venom.

As he said that, Hanrui was ashamed to see the quilt next to her slowly moving towards her. But when the emperor helped her bandage her wound, she did not take into account the emperor's honor. She was a palace slave, so why should she be obsessed with her face?

Bi Lingyuan reached out and unbuttoned his waistband and his trousers, his penis popped out and gently pressed against Han Rui's face. He was wrapped in ambergris with the fragrance of pomegranate flowers, making people dizzy.

Han Rui saw the man's penis for the first time. For some reason, when she saw him, she looked like a rabbit and her body began to become weak.

Your Majesty, this poison is indeed powerful, the little slave is weak...

Bi Lingyuan smiled. This little palace maid is so sexy. She couldn't walk when she saw a man's penis, but she was so innocent and innocent.

Before Bi Lingyuan could give advice, Han Rui gently held the hard penis with both hands and licked her soft tongue from top to bottom. Bi Lingyuan originally wanted to take it slowly and let her use her hands first, but she didn't expect that she would just suck it.

Han Rui didn't know what was wrong with her. Maybe the ambergris was really poisonous. When she saw the hot and thick cock, she couldn't help but want to lick it and suck it.