As the emperor of the Dayin Dynasty, who was less than ten thousand people, Ye Xuan felt very depressed.
It is said that she has almost nothing to worry about now. She has a minister in the court. The empress dowager who used to have a bad relationship with her had already invited herself to practice Buddhism for many years because she didn't know anyone. She also has a lover with her. The only child of the two, Ye Qingsheng, is extremely intelligent. Even the prime minister of the dynasty Chen An praised him as a king. Now she is just six years old and is about to go out to study.
But Ye Xuan was so depressed that she couldn't tell others about her depression, and she couldn't even tell her that Huai Yan could not do it.
Ah my mother!Hearing the clear voice of the child from afar, the little prince Ye Qing ran over and hugged Ye Xuan's legs. Ah mom, tall companion said you want to move your son to Yuqing Palace to live. Son doesn't want it, your son wants to live with Ah mom!
Ye Xuan sighed silently, and wanted to persuade Ye Qing: Aqing is now an adult, and only an adult can become the leader of the palace by himself.
The source of her melancholy lies in her beloved son. If Ye Qing is good at all, she is too obsessed with his mother. Except that she has not been weaned yet, she will cry and want to live with her mother every day after she can talk.
Ye Xuan felt sorry for her son, so she kept him by her side, and she had been there for six years.
After six years, His Majesty the Emperor thought sadly that she had not lived in the bedroom with her own Huaiqing for six years.
The couple in Mingtang's righteous path actually fell to the point where they had to sneak in after their son fell asleep.
Ye Xuan silently gave herself a cry of bitterness. She wanted to be in the bedroom with Huaiyan every day like before. She wanted to be on the table and stand up to do that. She was in a good mood and could go to the garden once.
But Huaiyan had already entered the port, and suddenly the sound of his son shouting outside the door came from outside.
Fortunately, Huai Yan is gifted and most men are scared by this a few times, but they will no longer be able to give up.
So when the Political Affairs Hall wrote a letter saying that the prince could already leave the cabinet and study, Ye Xuan did not hesitate for a moment and immediately threw her son out.
After getting rid of this little tail, she went to the palace with Huai Yan slowly, which was called meditation and rest.
Huai Yan smiled on the imperial chariot and said: If Ah Qing knew you were leaving, he would definitely jump.
Ye Xuan said angrily: If you don’t leave, I will be so ugly by that boy. In the past few years, one night hasn’t we been... Before we finished speaking, Huai Yan coughed. Seeing that his ears were indeed a little dizzy, Ye Xuan smiled in her heart. After so many years, the silly monk is still so serious and shy. Huai Qing, her bare hands climbed up to the man’s neck, why don’t you miss me?
Think about it, Huai Yan would not think about it.
My wife was young and beautiful. Although Ah Qing was six years old, she was only in her early twenties now.
That pretty little woman looks like a mature motherly charming woman, which is more seductive than when she was a young girl.
Every night, he slept beside Huai Yan, but a snow-white neck was exposed under the collar of his bedding, and Huai Yan could see his mouth and tongue dry.
If my son who was not sleeping in the middle would have been bent over.
Xia's shirt was thin. At this time, she raised her hand, and the jade-hao wrist was exposed from under her wide cuffs. Huai Yan grabbed her little hand and licked her big tongue along her wrist.
After a while, in the wide chariot, suppressed moans and heavy panting sounds rose one after another, and there were also ambiguous sounds of licking, as if something was licking hard, and water dripping came out, and the wet pussy was stirred up and puffed.
Half an hour later, the palace arrived.
However, the two people in the imperial chariot did not make any noise, and the eunuch and palace maid who were attending the service lowered her head and stood there.
It was not until more than an hour later that a low and dumb male voice in the carriage asked someone to carry the imperial chariot directly into the emperor's bedroom in Huayang Palace. After everyone retreated, Huai Yan walked out with his weak Ye Xuan.
The emperor was wearing only a thin shirt, which was a man's inner robe, and the exposed legs and slender waist were covered with kiss marks and water stains.
The two calves hung down like a swing, and the man's big hand held her little butt. So she had never clamped the legs. A pink and tender slit in the center of the legs could be seen. At this moment, it was swollen and messy, and it was covered with white semen.
After entering the bedroom like this, the palace maids had already prepared all the tools for bathing.
At this time, even if the master does not give orders, the slave knows that he does not need to be kept for him, so he stays silently outside the bedroom.
The sound insulation effect of the bedroom was excellent, so naturally I couldn't hear the soft moans that had been heard in the hall for almost a night, and later it turned into crying.
The next day, Ye Xuan got up in the morning and felt weak.
She was worried that Huai Yan was not restrained, but she was also thinking too much in her heart.
It took a long time since the couple had never been so ridiculous. Huai Yan's big cock was inserted into his vagina and almost never left, and even the gap was short when it softened.
Huai Yan was obviously too suffocated. He pinched her little butt and fucked her for half an hour. Later, he hugged her and fucked her while walking. The heart of the flower was fucked hundreds of times. When she cried and wanted to climax, she pressed her against the wall, and roared and sprayed the thick semen in, spraying it for several minutes.
Because Huai Yan didn't want to let her go so easily, she saw that her belly was bulging with ejaculation, and then she spread her legs and hugged her in the posture of a child urinating. She pressed her belly with her big hands so that she could discharge all her semen.
Ye Xuan cried while watching her pussy spitting water. She finally emptied her full uterus, and her big cock inserted into it with a thud, leaving no space left.
She and Huai Yan lived in the palace for three months, and during this period they lived the absurd life as if it were six years ago.
She doesn't wear underwear and brass all day long. Either she hooks Huai Yan, or Huai Yan is so excited that she spreads her legs apart. Her body, which was trained to be extremely sensitive, would fall softly into the man's arms, let Huai Yan fuck her by the pool, halfway up the mountain, and even on the trees.
Originally, they wanted to stay for a few more days, but unfortunately, their son's letters were written one after another. Although they were reluctant to leave, the emperor and his wife returned to the palace.
On the way back, Huai Yan saw his wife pouting and was unhappy and laughed warmly: "Aqing is too big, if you like it, we will come here once every six months to teach you how to relax."
Ye Xuan naturally couldn't get it, and was very worried: What if Aqing didn't let anyone go.
Huai Yan was also helpless about his son's stubbornness. After thinking about it, he said: You said that the royal descendants should not be too thin. You should give Aqing a younger brother and sister, which is not conducive to health care in the palace.
Ye Xuan felt that this idea was very good, although she didn't want to have another child at all, and if she wanted to live a married life with another demon king, would she still want to live a married life?
Unexpectedly, neither of them expected that when they returned to the palace and asked for the Ping'an meridian as usual, Ye Xuan became pregnant again.
Now, the melancholy Emperor thought to himself that he would have to abstinence for another half a year, no, maybe another six years!
It is said that she has almost nothing to worry about now. She has a minister in the court. The empress dowager who used to have a bad relationship with her had already invited herself to practice Buddhism for many years because she didn't know anyone. She also has a lover with her. The only child of the two, Ye Qingsheng, is extremely intelligent. Even the prime minister of the dynasty Chen An praised him as a king. Now she is just six years old and is about to go out to study.
But Ye Xuan was so depressed that she couldn't tell others about her depression, and she couldn't even tell her that Huai Yan could not do it.
Ah my mother!Hearing the clear voice of the child from afar, the little prince Ye Qing ran over and hugged Ye Xuan's legs. Ah mom, tall companion said you want to move your son to Yuqing Palace to live. Son doesn't want it, your son wants to live with Ah mom!
Ye Xuan sighed silently, and wanted to persuade Ye Qing: Aqing is now an adult, and only an adult can become the leader of the palace by himself.
The source of her melancholy lies in her beloved son. If Ye Qing is good at all, she is too obsessed with his mother. Except that she has not been weaned yet, she will cry and want to live with her mother every day after she can talk.
Ye Xuan felt sorry for her son, so she kept him by her side, and she had been there for six years.
After six years, His Majesty the Emperor thought sadly that she had not lived in the bedroom with her own Huaiqing for six years.
The couple in Mingtang's righteous path actually fell to the point where they had to sneak in after their son fell asleep.
Ye Xuan silently gave herself a cry of bitterness. She wanted to be in the bedroom with Huaiyan every day like before. She wanted to be on the table and stand up to do that. She was in a good mood and could go to the garden once.
But Huaiyan had already entered the port, and suddenly the sound of his son shouting outside the door came from outside.
Fortunately, Huai Yan is gifted and most men are scared by this a few times, but they will no longer be able to give up.
So when the Political Affairs Hall wrote a letter saying that the prince could already leave the cabinet and study, Ye Xuan did not hesitate for a moment and immediately threw her son out.
After getting rid of this little tail, she went to the palace with Huai Yan slowly, which was called meditation and rest.
Huai Yan smiled on the imperial chariot and said: If Ah Qing knew you were leaving, he would definitely jump.
Ye Xuan said angrily: If you don’t leave, I will be so ugly by that boy. In the past few years, one night hasn’t we been... Before we finished speaking, Huai Yan coughed. Seeing that his ears were indeed a little dizzy, Ye Xuan smiled in her heart. After so many years, the silly monk is still so serious and shy. Huai Qing, her bare hands climbed up to the man’s neck, why don’t you miss me?
Think about it, Huai Yan would not think about it.
My wife was young and beautiful. Although Ah Qing was six years old, she was only in her early twenties now.
That pretty little woman looks like a mature motherly charming woman, which is more seductive than when she was a young girl.
Every night, he slept beside Huai Yan, but a snow-white neck was exposed under the collar of his bedding, and Huai Yan could see his mouth and tongue dry.
If my son who was not sleeping in the middle would have been bent over.
Xia's shirt was thin. At this time, she raised her hand, and the jade-hao wrist was exposed from under her wide cuffs. Huai Yan grabbed her little hand and licked her big tongue along her wrist.
After a while, in the wide chariot, suppressed moans and heavy panting sounds rose one after another, and there were also ambiguous sounds of licking, as if something was licking hard, and water dripping came out, and the wet pussy was stirred up and puffed.
Half an hour later, the palace arrived.
However, the two people in the imperial chariot did not make any noise, and the eunuch and palace maid who were attending the service lowered her head and stood there.
It was not until more than an hour later that a low and dumb male voice in the carriage asked someone to carry the imperial chariot directly into the emperor's bedroom in Huayang Palace. After everyone retreated, Huai Yan walked out with his weak Ye Xuan.
The emperor was wearing only a thin shirt, which was a man's inner robe, and the exposed legs and slender waist were covered with kiss marks and water stains.
The two calves hung down like a swing, and the man's big hand held her little butt. So she had never clamped the legs. A pink and tender slit in the center of the legs could be seen. At this moment, it was swollen and messy, and it was covered with white semen.
After entering the bedroom like this, the palace maids had already prepared all the tools for bathing.
At this time, even if the master does not give orders, the slave knows that he does not need to be kept for him, so he stays silently outside the bedroom.
The sound insulation effect of the bedroom was excellent, so naturally I couldn't hear the soft moans that had been heard in the hall for almost a night, and later it turned into crying.
The next day, Ye Xuan got up in the morning and felt weak.
She was worried that Huai Yan was not restrained, but she was also thinking too much in her heart.
It took a long time since the couple had never been so ridiculous. Huai Yan's big cock was inserted into his vagina and almost never left, and even the gap was short when it softened.
Huai Yan was obviously too suffocated. He pinched her little butt and fucked her for half an hour. Later, he hugged her and fucked her while walking. The heart of the flower was fucked hundreds of times. When she cried and wanted to climax, she pressed her against the wall, and roared and sprayed the thick semen in, spraying it for several minutes.
Because Huai Yan didn't want to let her go so easily, she saw that her belly was bulging with ejaculation, and then she spread her legs and hugged her in the posture of a child urinating. She pressed her belly with her big hands so that she could discharge all her semen.
Ye Xuan cried while watching her pussy spitting water. She finally emptied her full uterus, and her big cock inserted into it with a thud, leaving no space left.
She and Huai Yan lived in the palace for three months, and during this period they lived the absurd life as if it were six years ago.
She doesn't wear underwear and brass all day long. Either she hooks Huai Yan, or Huai Yan is so excited that she spreads her legs apart. Her body, which was trained to be extremely sensitive, would fall softly into the man's arms, let Huai Yan fuck her by the pool, halfway up the mountain, and even on the trees.
Originally, they wanted to stay for a few more days, but unfortunately, their son's letters were written one after another. Although they were reluctant to leave, the emperor and his wife returned to the palace.
On the way back, Huai Yan saw his wife pouting and was unhappy and laughed warmly: "Aqing is too big, if you like it, we will come here once every six months to teach you how to relax."
Ye Xuan naturally couldn't get it, and was very worried: What if Aqing didn't let anyone go.
Huai Yan was also helpless about his son's stubbornness. After thinking about it, he said: You said that the royal descendants should not be too thin. You should give Aqing a younger brother and sister, which is not conducive to health care in the palace.
Ye Xuan felt that this idea was very good, although she didn't want to have another child at all, and if she wanted to live a married life with another demon king, would she still want to live a married life?
Unexpectedly, neither of them expected that when they returned to the palace and asked for the Ping'an meridian as usual, Ye Xuan became pregnant again.
Now, the melancholy Emperor thought to himself that he would have to abstinence for another half a year, no, maybe another six years!
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