At night, the Qin Palace, the residence of the Queen Mother.
"Husband~"
On the luxurious and gorgeous bed, a graceful figure with a graceful figure slowly twisted.
A pair of charming and passionate eyes narrowed slightly, the sexy and seductive red lips slowly opened and closed, and with the hot breath, there was a deep and affectionate call.
Under the quilt, no one knew her inner desires.
Recalling her husband's appearance in her mind, the movements of her jade hands accelerated under the quilt.
"Hmm~"
With a low groan, the quilt was slightly arched in a rhythmic manner, and it took a long time to calm down.
"Huhuhu~"
In the huge palace, she was the only one breathing heavily.
I don't know how long passed, maybe five minutes, maybe ten minutes, when a slender arm stretched out from the quilt.
The skin is fair and delicate, and the curves are well-proportioned and graceful.
At the front of this jade-like arm, a white silk handkerchief was held by those slender and beautiful fingers.
The handkerchief is made of good material and has good water absorption, so it is deeply loved by Zhao Ji.
But now, it's time to be 'abandoned'.
As his fingers loosened, the handkerchief fell steadily into the wooden basin that had been prepared under the bed.
It seems that it has been practiced countless times.
After it reached its destination, Yushou did not immediately take it back under the covers, but took one of the many handkerchiefs hanging by the bedside.
His eyes were staring at the familiar top of the bed, and two lines of tears slid down the corners of his eyes.
"Husband, I hate you~"
In the silent palace, a mournful voice slowly rang out.
No one knew that as a queen of a king, Zhao Ji would fall into a double emptiness both physically and mentally late at night.
Especially, this is the moment when desire is released, but not completely released.
"Hmm~ This is it?"
When Zhao Ji was exhausted physically and mentally, a ray of warmth flowed slowly through her twelve meridians and eight extraordinary meridians, as if repairing her tired body.
Zhao Ji sat up suddenly, feeling the warmth in the muscles and veins in her body, completely ignoring that her delicate body was completely exposed to the air.
Very comfortable.
The tired body was relieved soon.
"The Qi of Qingshan has not disappeared yet~"
She had experienced this feeling not long ago and immediately realized what it was about.
Her charming eyes flashed, and Zhao Ji couldn't help but think of that handsome figure.
For a moment, she felt warm in her heart.
"This is what he left~"
With her palms attached to her chest, Zhao Ji couldn't help but curve her mouth.
Although she couldn't feel her heartbeat with her palms, she could feel the 'qi' flowing autonomously in her body.
The spirit can't help but sink into the body, following the turbulent flow in the body.
She didn't know what these meridians were called, but she could feel them flowing through the general location.
Heart, chest, abdomen,…
Round and round.
One minute,
two minutes,
…
Unknowingly, an hour passed quietly.
"Huh~"
The tips of her brows trembled slightly, her red lips slightly opened, and Zhao Ji slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
"so amazing!"
Feeling the changes in her body, Zhao Ji's eyes flickered.
Regarding cultivation, she had some contact with it when she was at Yin Yang's house.
But she had never heard of this situation.
It was obviously just a wisp of energy in the green mountain, but when her spirit followed its movement, it was as if her body and soul had entered another world.
This world is soft, comfortable,...
Compared with sex, it's on par.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ji's originally rosy face became even more delicate and charming.
That wisp of Qi belongs to Qingshan. If we equate this matter with sexual intercourse, doesn’t it mean...
'You are Qingshan's aunt, how can you compare like this~'
He shook his head hurriedly, as if this would get the thoughts out of his mind.
Although she, as aunt, has to be preceded by a cousin, she is also an elder of Qingshan, so she cannot have such thoughts, even if her husband said before his death...
Thinking about this, she gradually calmed down and the redness on her face dissipated.
"Hey~"
Pulling the corner of the quilt to cover her chest, Zhao Ji sighed deeply.
It was late at night and it was time for her to rest.
She slowly lay back, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart.
"Hmm~"
Feeling the strange feeling of the handkerchief on her leg touching her skin, a trace of shame appeared on her face.
Quickly changing into a clean handkerchief, Zhao Ji lay motionless in the quilt.
Her consciousness sank into her body again, following the ray of energy to another world.
…………
At midnight, Mr. Wu'an's residence.
"Old Zhao, I heard that your Excellency seems to be getting married?"
Somewhere in the darkness, a voice sounded quietly.
Even though it was late at night, the guards were patrolling the mansion in the dark.
"You are overthinking, Lao Li."
The latter simply scoffed at the former's question.
Rather than believing that the adults will get married, he is more willing to believe that the adults will start conquering the six countries tomorrow.
"Don't rush to deny it.
My brother during the day saw it, and he brought back a beautiful woman.
She has good looks and matches well with adults. I think she will be interesting.
Moreover, you don’t even have a wife or concubines now, don’t you want to see your master get married~”
As he spoke, he couldn't help but have an aunty smile on his face.
As for their own adults, none of their subordinates want to see them get married.
“As much as I want to, it’s obviously not possible.
You don't know, that person is the famous killer of Luowang.
That sword is very famous. "
As he said that, the man known as Lao Zhao couldn't help but look in a certain direction in the mansion, where that person lived.
"What's wrong with the killer? Old Zhao, you look down on the killer."
He said this, but Lao Li had already begun to greet his brothers in the morning in his heart.
How the hell did the news spread? I can forget such important information, and I won’t even think about treating him next time.
"Well, look down on it."
Looking at Lao Li, Lao Zhao nodded seriously.
Killers are not normal people, and normal people are not killers.
Since ancient times, killers have been inferior to others.
"However, as long as adults like it, I definitely have no objection."
"You kid~"
Hearing what Lao Zhao added at the end, Lao Li couldn't help but laugh.
But that's right, there's no shame in being 'rigorous'.
"Why, I have an opinion."
Glancing at Lao Li, Lao Zhao said.
What is this called? This is called following the heart.
After all, things are unpredictable. As long as it is not absolutely impossible, it is possible.
"Yes, but I won't tell you. Why...you want to hear it."
Leaning against the wall, Lao Li had an expression that said, "If you ask me, I'll tell you."
"Who...are you!!"
"There is an assassin!!"
Before he could complain about Lao Li, Lao Zhao shouted loudly and instantly drew out the sharp blade from his waist.
His sharp eyes stared into the darkness for an instant, his feet suddenly stepped on, and his figure quickly disappeared from the spot.
Beside him, Lao Li's movements were not slow either, and he almost made the same movements simultaneously.
Following their loud shouts, the guards of the mansion quickly rushed towards this side.
Bang~
…
Some people died, but not completely...
