Han Feng looked at the information in his hand and was a little confused. Is it because the prince was a young man, far-sighted, too good at layout, or the hidden stakes buried in the palace were too powerful, or the women in the harem were too confident... He contacted the hidden stakes in the morning to arrange tasks. It would be better if this hidden stake was not enough, but the information was sent out in the afternoon. The death list of concubines in the harem in the past five years and the corresponding death methods were listed in the top ten.
He looked at it and found that there were more than a hundred concubines who died in the past five years. This number was a bit shocking, which was equivalent to twenty or thirty deaths every year. Moreover, this number did not include those palace ladies with no names and humble status.
No wonder new people are filled in every three years
He looked carefully at the list and various ways of death. Some of them were high-ranking, some new, some enthroned, and some talented people who were promoted. The ways of death can be roughly divided into three categories: one is those who died of accidents, such as those who drowned in a lake, those who choked to death after eating, those who fell to death by climbing a mountain... Second, those who were sick, those who were flooded, some were bleeding, some were typhoid fever, those who died of depression, some were poisoned, and the third was difficult to give birth, those who died of miscarriage, the most, but the most surprising thing was that those who died of miscarriage and blood collapse occupied seven levels, and these ways of death were concentrated in some newly promoted, the low-level Zhaoyi and Jieyu and other young concubines.
Han Feng couldn't help but sigh after seeing it. The palace was just a demon cave that could eat people and not spit bones. There was no return, but there were still parents who were sharpening their heads and pushed their beautiful daughter into the grave.
Of course, men all like young and beautiful women, full of vitality. They have been filled with rain and dew, but the dragon ball is secretly knotted, but the root of disaster has been born. The intrigues of women in the harem have been around since ancient times and will not change in the future. It is not easy to be rich by the mother and son.
In recent years, concubines have been frequently pregnant, but no concubines have been born safely. Only two or three have successfully landed, but they died in just a few months. Over the years, there has been no more princess or princesses or princes.
Han Feng's doubts became more serious. The emperor and the queen mother were not in a hurry to see so many passing dragon sons and grandsons, and let them go for so many years?
He took the information to find the prince and found that the prince who should have been in the study was not inside as usual. He walked towards the prince's bedroom. As soon as he turned around the corner, he found that the green mushroom was blushing and blocked his face in front of him.
Butler Han, please don’t move forward, the prince and the princess are still resting! Since she heard the collision with Han Feng that night, she has been avoiding him, feeling embarrassed and didn’t know how to face him
Han Feng nodded, it was because he was rash. Now there is a mistress in this night garden, so he can't be as casual as before.
But why was the prince resting at this time?
When did the prince enter the house? He asked curiously, when he was fine, the prince stayed in the study to study medical skills.
Lu Jun's face began to turn redder, and he went in before noon. She whispered that it was unbelievable that people like the prince would even peek at women taking a bath.
But he not only did it, but also couldn't stand the temptation and went to bed... Then the prince and the princess had lunch available? Han Feng was even more strange. Could it be that the prince would do such things when it was sunny in the morning... I have never come out and never used it. The green mushroom's face turned redder. The prince and the prince are so busy, so how can they have time to have lunch? I guess the princess is so tired that he has no energy to eat lunch, and the prince is already full
Han Feng looked at Lu Jun's blushing face and guessed that the prince must have crawled onto the princess again, and was deeply trapped in the princess's body and was unwilling to come out. It seemed that the prince did not have no need before, but he looked down on those cabbages at all!
He could only mourn himself, who made the prince live a good life, reincarnated in the royal family, and was running around outside, but he could make a fuss with women and go to the clouds and rain together, and he was such a top-notch woman
He looked at the green mushrooms that were shy but still dutifully stopped him from letting him go. She was a cute and good girl, but he, a prodigal son, could not afford her. What's more, her little white flower is not the type she likes. He just likes the princess, who is obviously elegant, dignified, but actually plump and enchanting.
Just as Han Feng was about to turn around and leave, the prince's voice came from the ears of the two of them, letting him in!
Han Feng and Lu Jian are in love with each other. Is this really convenient?
However, Han Feng still walked towards his bedroom, feeling inexplicable expectations in his heart
Lu Jun looked at his back and felt that his back was so free and beautiful. Looking at the figure disappearing inside the door, Lu Jun had indescribable sorrow and shyness. That night, he was wet with a large area of his robe, and the tent that was stretched between his legs often appeared in her mind.
Especially on the lonely night, she fantasized about the shape, size and thickness of his robe under his robe. What would it be if he really entered her body...
When she went to bed at night, she twisted her body uncomfortable, but could only squeeze her breasts, and could only press and rub her private parts below, rub and touch her around the mouth of the small flesh hole, and dared not put her fingers in.
I heard that every woman has a layer of film. If she accidentally breaks it herself, she will not be able to get married.
She touched her increasingly empty body. Last night, she finally found a good way to vent. She clamped a quilt between her legs, opened her two labia in her private parts, and then grinded them back and forth. A wave of trembling came from the rubbed flower core. After a while, she became very wet under her, and the more she got grinding, and the pleasure hit her, making her unable to help but exclaim...
Han Feng looked at the dense bed curtain in front of him. The three layers inside and outside had already been put down, without any slits. There was a lewd smell in the room. It seemed that the prince had been slapped more than once... He was a little disappointed. He himself didn't know what he was looking forward to. It was his greatest sexual blessing at present. Could he really be able to see a few...
When Zhu Xiuzhi heard it when Han Feng entered the night garden, firstly, his skills were rising too fast, and secondly, Han Feng has always been casual in the mansion and does not like to use his internal skills, so his footsteps are no different from those of ordinary people, and they are a little heavier.
He was increasingly worried about his blue body. The blue charming and charming were a bit too much. Moreover, her body was too sensitive. As soon as he teased her, her whole body would be soft. He drove straight into it, not like the reserved and shy she was the last few days ago.
What's even more suspicious is that when she was in love, the spring water under her was always abundant. Not only did it soak his dragon roots, but it not only made her pubic hair and grandchild bags, but even the bed sheets were covered with water stains. The spring water of this woman is like a man's penis, and it is a precious thing. Where is it like a flowing method?
He felt that she was now like a rapidly blooming flower, with all her vitality blooming, and then withering would naturally not be far away... What kind of poison is so powerful?
He wanted to get up and go to the study to see the information Han Feng got, but Zalan was pillowing on his shoulders, resting his hands and feet on him, and he slept very heavily. When he moved, she rubbed her face against his shoulders like a lazy cat, moved her position and continued to sleep...
I made her too tired just now, but I blame her. Who made her so attractive? He seemed to be not enough, so he just wanted to get deeply trapped in her body and keep thrusting...
He had no choice but to let Han Feng come in!
With a wave of his hand, he put down the curtain of the bed. He didn't want anyone to see his princess at all!
He looked at it and found that there were more than a hundred concubines who died in the past five years. This number was a bit shocking, which was equivalent to twenty or thirty deaths every year. Moreover, this number did not include those palace ladies with no names and humble status.
No wonder new people are filled in every three years
He looked carefully at the list and various ways of death. Some of them were high-ranking, some new, some enthroned, and some talented people who were promoted. The ways of death can be roughly divided into three categories: one is those who died of accidents, such as those who drowned in a lake, those who choked to death after eating, those who fell to death by climbing a mountain... Second, those who were sick, those who were flooded, some were bleeding, some were typhoid fever, those who died of depression, some were poisoned, and the third was difficult to give birth, those who died of miscarriage, the most, but the most surprising thing was that those who died of miscarriage and blood collapse occupied seven levels, and these ways of death were concentrated in some newly promoted, the low-level Zhaoyi and Jieyu and other young concubines.
Han Feng couldn't help but sigh after seeing it. The palace was just a demon cave that could eat people and not spit bones. There was no return, but there were still parents who were sharpening their heads and pushed their beautiful daughter into the grave.
Of course, men all like young and beautiful women, full of vitality. They have been filled with rain and dew, but the dragon ball is secretly knotted, but the root of disaster has been born. The intrigues of women in the harem have been around since ancient times and will not change in the future. It is not easy to be rich by the mother and son.
In recent years, concubines have been frequently pregnant, but no concubines have been born safely. Only two or three have successfully landed, but they died in just a few months. Over the years, there has been no more princess or princesses or princes.
Han Feng's doubts became more serious. The emperor and the queen mother were not in a hurry to see so many passing dragon sons and grandsons, and let them go for so many years?
He took the information to find the prince and found that the prince who should have been in the study was not inside as usual. He walked towards the prince's bedroom. As soon as he turned around the corner, he found that the green mushroom was blushing and blocked his face in front of him.
Butler Han, please don’t move forward, the prince and the princess are still resting! Since she heard the collision with Han Feng that night, she has been avoiding him, feeling embarrassed and didn’t know how to face him
Han Feng nodded, it was because he was rash. Now there is a mistress in this night garden, so he can't be as casual as before.
But why was the prince resting at this time?
When did the prince enter the house? He asked curiously, when he was fine, the prince stayed in the study to study medical skills.
Lu Jun's face began to turn redder, and he went in before noon. She whispered that it was unbelievable that people like the prince would even peek at women taking a bath.
But he not only did it, but also couldn't stand the temptation and went to bed... Then the prince and the princess had lunch available? Han Feng was even more strange. Could it be that the prince would do such things when it was sunny in the morning... I have never come out and never used it. The green mushroom's face turned redder. The prince and the prince are so busy, so how can they have time to have lunch? I guess the princess is so tired that he has no energy to eat lunch, and the prince is already full
Han Feng looked at Lu Jun's blushing face and guessed that the prince must have crawled onto the princess again, and was deeply trapped in the princess's body and was unwilling to come out. It seemed that the prince did not have no need before, but he looked down on those cabbages at all!
He could only mourn himself, who made the prince live a good life, reincarnated in the royal family, and was running around outside, but he could make a fuss with women and go to the clouds and rain together, and he was such a top-notch woman
He looked at the green mushrooms that were shy but still dutifully stopped him from letting him go. She was a cute and good girl, but he, a prodigal son, could not afford her. What's more, her little white flower is not the type she likes. He just likes the princess, who is obviously elegant, dignified, but actually plump and enchanting.
Just as Han Feng was about to turn around and leave, the prince's voice came from the ears of the two of them, letting him in!
Han Feng and Lu Jian are in love with each other. Is this really convenient?
However, Han Feng still walked towards his bedroom, feeling inexplicable expectations in his heart
Lu Jun looked at his back and felt that his back was so free and beautiful. Looking at the figure disappearing inside the door, Lu Jun had indescribable sorrow and shyness. That night, he was wet with a large area of his robe, and the tent that was stretched between his legs often appeared in her mind.
Especially on the lonely night, she fantasized about the shape, size and thickness of his robe under his robe. What would it be if he really entered her body...
When she went to bed at night, she twisted her body uncomfortable, but could only squeeze her breasts, and could only press and rub her private parts below, rub and touch her around the mouth of the small flesh hole, and dared not put her fingers in.
I heard that every woman has a layer of film. If she accidentally breaks it herself, she will not be able to get married.
She touched her increasingly empty body. Last night, she finally found a good way to vent. She clamped a quilt between her legs, opened her two labia in her private parts, and then grinded them back and forth. A wave of trembling came from the rubbed flower core. After a while, she became very wet under her, and the more she got grinding, and the pleasure hit her, making her unable to help but exclaim...
Han Feng looked at the dense bed curtain in front of him. The three layers inside and outside had already been put down, without any slits. There was a lewd smell in the room. It seemed that the prince had been slapped more than once... He was a little disappointed. He himself didn't know what he was looking forward to. It was his greatest sexual blessing at present. Could he really be able to see a few...
When Zhu Xiuzhi heard it when Han Feng entered the night garden, firstly, his skills were rising too fast, and secondly, Han Feng has always been casual in the mansion and does not like to use his internal skills, so his footsteps are no different from those of ordinary people, and they are a little heavier.
He was increasingly worried about his blue body. The blue charming and charming were a bit too much. Moreover, her body was too sensitive. As soon as he teased her, her whole body would be soft. He drove straight into it, not like the reserved and shy she was the last few days ago.
What's even more suspicious is that when she was in love, the spring water under her was always abundant. Not only did it soak his dragon roots, but it not only made her pubic hair and grandchild bags, but even the bed sheets were covered with water stains. The spring water of this woman is like a man's penis, and it is a precious thing. Where is it like a flowing method?
He felt that she was now like a rapidly blooming flower, with all her vitality blooming, and then withering would naturally not be far away... What kind of poison is so powerful?
He wanted to get up and go to the study to see the information Han Feng got, but Zalan was pillowing on his shoulders, resting his hands and feet on him, and he slept very heavily. When he moved, she rubbed her face against his shoulders like a lazy cat, moved her position and continued to sleep...
I made her too tired just now, but I blame her. Who made her so attractive? He seemed to be not enough, so he just wanted to get deeply trapped in her body and keep thrusting...
He had no choice but to let Han Feng come in!
With a wave of his hand, he put down the curtain of the bed. He didn't want anyone to see his princess at all!
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