Who would have thought that Xiao Fengting would one day put down his figure and do something like this for her...?

In the ultimate pleasure, the fragmented sound trembled slightly, calling him softly: "Xiao Fengting..."

“…”

Under the quilt, there was no answer.

However, the messy black hair and the bedside room below, the slender and jade-like hands slowly separated, crossed, and clasped her.

It seems to be telling her in another way:

I am here.

The tone is scattered and the sentiment is surging.

*

The second day.

Qinglan serves Fenghua to get up.

He lifted up the silk tent and saw with sharp eyes that his empress dowager's white bed clothes were inadvertently scattered, revealing a bright trace on his snow-white shoulders.

It seems like it is bitten gently on the teeth, but it seems like it is sucked by the lips.

Ambiguous and shocking.

Qinglan's eyelids twitched.

She is not unfamiliar with this kind of trace.

A few days ago, after His Highness the Regent and the Empress had been having fun at night, these would always be left on her body.

As a personal palace maid, she was inevitably attracted by the scene when she was serving the queen to take a shower or change clothes.

However, since the Empress was really pregnant, His Highness the Regent has never set foot in the Cining Palace again. Whether it is open or secret.

Therefore, Qinglan has not seen such traces from her Empress Dowager's body for a long time.

I saw it today and was slightly surprised.

Could it be that the Empress and His Highness the Regent... have made up?

Qinglan stretched out her hand and carefully served the pregnant lady to get up, but couldn't help but ask quietly: "Empress, did the prince come last night?"

Feng Hua was gently lifted up with a lazy figure, slightly raised his eyes, and glanced at Qinglan waiting for the answer.

The red lips were as charming as if they were pretending to be mysterious and said, "The Buddha said, you can't say it."

“…”

Needless to say, just such a charming expression has confirmed Qinglan’s guess.

The girl in front of me... no, it should be said to be a woman.

The face is delicate and bright, with a thin layer of red on his cheeks, and his black hair is slightly messy, but it adds a bit of decadent and gorgeous beauty.

Especially as the eyes were flowing, the charming color was definitely not because of the adequate sleep last night, but clearly...

I have been moistened by men's love.

Qinglan blinked playfully, and her eyes flicked inadvertently glanced at the bed, the slightly messy and wrinkled brocade quilt and sheets.

Suddenly, he chuckled in a daze: "I guessed it right, right?"

“…”

When Fenghua met Qinglan's teasing eyes, she couldn't help but want to hold her forehead.

Last night, both her and him inevitably stained the sheets and bedding...

Before leaving quietly this morning, Xiao Fengting wiped her hands with a brocade hand and carefully cleaned her body, but the bed was in a mess...

She had to deal with it.

Fenghua coughed unnaturally and said, "Qinglan, wait a moment, you can replace the things on the bed."

"I will obey the order of the Empress!"

After Qinglan finished answering crisply, she lowered her voice and said in Fenghua's ear: "...Please rest assured, I have experience, and I will definitely secretly not let anyone discover it."

Fenghua: "..."

You're very happy, right?

·

There are one thing to do when exploring the boudoir at night.

His Highness, who tasted the sweetness, has often sneaked into the Cining Palace quietly at night since that night.

Naturally, it is another room with erotic beauty.

Sometimes, I just hugged her and went to sleep, did nothing, and enjoyed a moment of peace.

Fenghua did not expose it, but instead pretended to be asleep in a very cooperative manner.

First, the little buns in the belly need the company of their biological father.

Even now it is just a small embryo.

Second, sometimes, she does... really want to...
Chapter completed!