At Su Muxue's exclamation, Zhao Wujiang picked up Su Muxue's legs and carried her towards the back room.
Su Muxue's delicate body was soft and soft, and she hooked her arms around Zhao Wujiang's neck. Her charming eyes were full of water, as if they were about to pull out water threads.
Zhao Wujiang placed her on the bed. Before he could do anything, Su Muxue hurriedly took off the red palace skirt and the inner clothes.
In one breath, the dim back room was illuminated by a snow-white body.
Such big and bright...car lights.
Zhao Wujiang couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
Su Muxue is definitely the most plump and plump mature beauty he has ever seen, with a style of her own.
Su Muxue, who was naturally charming and charming to the core, was already lying on the bed with her beautiful body stretched out on the bed. Her peach blossom eyes were moist and she didn't speak, but she seemed to have finished all her impatient teasing.
Alas, it seems that from now on, we can only have separate discussions with the prince. I call him brother, and he calls me father.
Zhao Wujiang undressed and took off his belt, his clothes slipped off, revealing his strong body.
Su Muxue's eyes suddenly widened, she couldn't help but scream and cover her mouth, her heart was surging.
The mere sight of it made her drunk before she even drank.
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East Palace, study room.
Prince Ji Boying kept reading the secret letters, and every time he read one, he burned it directly.
Burning it after reading it has been a habit he has maintained for many years.
Unless there are some extremely important confidential letters.
The reason why we don't use jade slips and other spiritual weapons of the spiritual world is to minimize the traces as much as possible.
Although mundane things are complicated, they are better than safety.
Suddenly, Ji Boying frowned, feeling that something had happened.
But he didn't pay too much attention.
Intuition is sometimes very mysterious and accurate, but sometimes it is useless and only increases worries.
I wonder if the queen mother is feeling better... Ji Boying thought of his queen mother, and he couldn't help but frown deeply.
He put down the secret letter, his eyes a little unfocused.
He was wondering, was he a little more utilitarian and a little selfish?
For so many years, he never really cared about his mother.
Unlike Ji Bochang, although he was domineering and rebellious in the past, Ji Bochang would often visit his mother-in-law.
Everyone in the palace knew that Ji Bo was often lecherous, domineering and rebellious, but he was a filial prince.
Maybe I should learn from Bo Chang about this... Ji Boying was very moved.
He picked up the secret letter again, read it and burned it.
I started grinding the ink again and wrote on the white paper with my pen.
One task after another was distributed by him.
But he felt more and more uneasy. He always felt that something was happening, but he just didn't know what happened.
After a while, he stopped writing, called his men, and asked if there was any movement in the imperial city.
After receiving the negative answer, instead of being relieved, his anxiety became aggravated.
After thinking for a while, he decided to go see his mother.
Not long after, he and his personal guards arrived at Qifeng Palace.
After entering Qifeng Palace, the maids greeted him along the way. He asked his mother if she had eaten after waking up, and the maids responded one by one.
He then breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the queen mother was really getting better.
When he heard the palace maid say that the Queen Mother had summoned Ji Bochang nearly an hour ago, he let out a sigh of relief and suddenly lifted it up again.
Oops! Could it be that the queen mother...could it be that...there was something wrong with her? Do you need to summon Bo Chang to have a look?
Ji Boying frowned and walked towards the bedroom.
When he came to the dormitory, he looked at the dormitory with the door closed. He stepped forward and tried to push it gently. He found that the door did not move at all and seemed to be restricted.
what happened?
Ji Boying gently knocked on the door and said anxiously:
"Mother, my son Boying wants to see you.
Mother? "
In the sleeping room, in the back room.
Zhao Wujiang and Su Muxue froze when they heard Ji Boying's voice.
