Teaching inferior male concubine

Chapter 39 Training

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, aren't you... Oh, aren't you busy in the imperial study? Why did you come here?"

"When did I finish my work in the imperial study and didn't come over? Get up quickly, the water is cold." Jing Li's voice was a little sudden. Anyway, she is also a very normal woman, and she is also a woman who has been humane. She has seen the man's body, and she has seen Xuan's body too many times.

However, there has never been a man's skin that slipped like this, which made her want to touch it. The feeling was so seductive that even Jing Li couldn't grasp it. Yin Zhaoyu's neck was even red. He got up in a panic, afraid that Jing Li would see his seductive body. He quickly stretched out his hand to evoke it not far away. The clothes.

Unfortunately, the force was too strong, and the whole person slipped into the wooden barrel again. Gradually, layers of water splashed, wet the jade floor, and also wet Jing Li's clothes. In autumn, the clothes were not very thick. As soon as Jing Li's clothes were wet, the whole body was attached to his body, and the exquisite body immediately appeared in Yin Zhaoyu's eyes.

He looked at her stupidly and was stunned by the beautiful scenery in front of him. Jing Li smiled, reached out and held his wrist to take him away from the bath bucket. Yin Zhaoyu did not resist, and silently wiped his body for him by Jing Li.

A normal woman can't be unmoved in the face of the man in front of her, and Jing Li is just a normal woman, but her heart is very clear that the man in front of her is not a beauty, but a knife. There is an uncontrollable knife behind him.

"Why are you so bad? Don't take a bath like this next time, what about Yin Ping? Why didn't he come to serve you? Damn it.

"Your Majesty, don't blame him. Yes... It was my husband who sent him down."

"Real?" Jing Li obviously didn't believe it. When she came in just now, she saw Yin Ping, and he looked unhappy. Yin Zhaoyu nodded quickly and said, "Yes, of course. Yin Ping is the servant of his husband. He has always been clever!"

"Uh-huh!" Jing Li nodded and did not argue about this matter, but smiled faintly. Yin Zhaoyu's heart beat a few times. He hurriedly withdrew his mind. At this time, Jing Li also put on his underwear for him. His face was red. Suddenly, he thought of Jing Li's where he was going tonight. He said with some heart, "Your Majesty, you came back very early today. Do you still need to go to the imperial study?"

"No, I miss you in my heart, so I came back earlier. I'm a little tired today. Go to bed early!"

"Yes!" Yin Zhaoyu smiled loudly and let Jing Li lead himself to the cabinet. The two sat **. Jing Li's clothes were wet and uncomfortable. She began to untie her clothes. From beginning to end, Yin Zhaoyu smiled stupidly. Jing Li inevitably said strangely, "Zhaoyu, what's wrong? What's so happy?"

"No, it's nothing. Your Majesty, you said that you missed my husband, and I was very happy!"

"Is that why?" Jing Li was a little stunned. Yin Zhaoyu nodded embarrassedly and stretched out his hand to hug Jing Li timidly. Jing Li did not refuse to see the situation. He straightened his body, hugged him and lay **, and then closed his eyes slightly.

"Your Majesty!" Yin Zhaoyu called lightly.

"Hmm?" Jing Li answered him lazily. Yin Zhaoyu had no voice for a long time. Jing Li did not ask him. She had been thinking about the raccoon forest in her heart. After a long time, Yin Zhaoyu called again, "Your Majesty..."

"Huh?" Jing Li answered him again, and Yin Zhaoyu whispered, "Are you asleep?"

"Oh!" Jing Li smiled, looked at him with a different face, reached out and pinched his white and tender little face, and said softly, "Fool, if I fall asleep, can I still answer you? What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Yin Zhaoyu stretched out his hand and held Jing Li's hands, gently put them on his hands, and looked straight at her. Jing Li frowned and was a little puzzled by his attitude. Yin Zhaoyu's hand held Jing Li tighter. After a long time, he said, "Your Majesty, do you really like Hua Feiliu?"

Jing Li was stunned and looked at him. She knew that Yin Zhaoyu knew about it, but he never mentioned it, and she knew it, but she didn't mention it. The hearts of the two had always been separated by a veil, and today Yin Zhaoyu actually brought up this matter again. Or in this case, Jing Li's heart couldn't help knocking. The alarm bell rang. Did he know that he had left the palace today? Did he send someone to follow himself?

Thinking of this, Jing Li's voice was a little cold and he said, "Well, what's wrong?"

Her answer made Yin Zhaoyu's heart ache like a needle. He lowered his head and summoned up his courage for a long time and said, "If the emperor really likes Hua Feiliu, take him into the palace. The brothel, after all, is a place of fireworks. The guests there do not have good ideas. It's too dangerous to put the playboy there alone. It's done."

Jing Li was stunned and understood what he meant for a long time. She looked at him with tears and laughter. She reached out and raised his chin and whispered, "Zhaoyu, do you really want me to take the flowers and willows into the palace?"

"I... I don't know!"

"I don't know?" Jing Li was confused. Yin Zhaoyu raised his eyes, and his eyes were full of water stains. He whispered, "I really don't know. I just want the emperor to be happy. What the emperor likes is what I like. As long as the emperor wants to take the playboy into the palace, I won't say a word, as long as the emperor is happy."

At the end of Yin Zhaoyu's words, his voice choked. Jing Li looked at him and finally understood what he meant. She sighed, hugged Yin Zhaoyu in her arms, gently patted him on the shoulder, and said softly, "You think too much, queen. You are the only one in my heart. You will not pick up flowers and willows into the palace."

"Your Majesty, is what you said... true?"

"Hmm?" Seeing that he was better, Jing Li smiled and said, "Which one are you really talking about? Do you mean my heart for you or my heart for Hua Feiliu?

"Two... both!" Yin Zhaoyu looked at Jing Li very seriously at this moment. His little face was full of hope. Jing Li couldn't bear to look at it. He reached out and raised his chin and said badly, "I'm a golden mouth. One sentence is enough. If you still don't believe it, I will prove it to you."

Her face suddenly came close, and Yin Zhaoyu couldn't help blushing. At this moment, Jing Li's lips actually clung to Yin Zhaoyu's lips, which made him shout in surprise: "Ah... Emperor... Um..."

Time seemed to be fixed at this moment, and the hearts of both of them beat like thunder. Unconsciously, Jing Li's hand on Yin Zhaoyu's waist slowly moved up, passing through his smooth waist, and then to his shoulder to his blue silk. Jing Li's hand finally stopped on his hair and gently stroked *. It is.