The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 529 The Merchant Woman Who Was Killed For Money (79)

Su Qinghuan knew that there was a regulation that the harem should not interfere in politics, so she didn't glance at those memorials.

"you--"

It's just that Su Qinghuan suddenly lost the center of gravity of her feet when someone hugged her on her lap, and subconsciously hugged Murong Chen's neck tightly.

The girl smiled slightly red, and cast a reproachful glance at Murong Chen.

"There's no reason for you to beat me up like this. I'm kind enough to grind ink for you, but you intend to give me a reputation of being a seductress. If others see me being hugged by you on the dragon chair like this, I'm afraid..."

"I'm afraid of what?"

Murong Chen smiled handsomely.

He stretched out his hand and tapped Su Qinghuan's forehead.

"Afraid that others will say that we are inappropriate?"

"No minister dares to say that the current Majesty is inappropriate. I'm afraid they will all blame me, a weak, innocent and pitiful commoner woman."

"You, you, you have the title of county head before, how can you be regarded as a commoner woman?"

Murong Chen helplessly laughed.

A man has always been a character who never suppresses himself. Although he has been away for 20 years, he has never been interested in women, but since he met Su Qinghuan, he has discovered how difficult it is to control himself.

Murong Chen leaned dangerously close to the girl's face, and suddenly picked up Su Qinghuan, and placed him horizontally on the long golden nanmu table where the memorial was read.

"Hey you--"

Here's what to do again!
"Qing Huan, I can't wait for half a year..."

Murong Chen's voice was low, his voice was originally like the sound of a guqin, but now he deliberately spoke against the girl's ear, Su Qinghuan could only feel goosebumps aroused in his ears.

poof...

poof...

The heart seemed to have lost control of itself, and Su Qinghuan found that her heart was beating so fast that it seemed to burst out of her throat.

"But……"

Even if you can't wait, you can't be on the long table in the Tai Chi Hall!
In case someone sees it!
This is...

As if he knew what Su Qinghuan was thinking, Murong Chen smiled again, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand, brushed the girl's sideburns, and put them back together to his ears.

"Are you afraid? The little fox I know who is not afraid of anything will be embarrassed today."

"I've said it's inappropriate! You've only been an emperor for a few days, and you're just teasing me like this."

Su Qinghuan glared at Murong Chen angrily, but that look was like a kitten's eyes, agile and innocent, and seemed to be soaked in a mist of water, which made people feel even more unbearable.

"Compared to being an emperor, it's more interesting to tease this little fox in front of you."

The man's eyes were full of smiles.

Seeing Su Qinghuan aggressively trying to hit him, the corners of Murong Chen's lips teased, and he quickly grabbed Su Qinghuan's hand.

"Beating the emperor is to punish the nine clans."

"Are you willing?"

"Reluctant."

Murong Chen smiled slightly, stretched out his bony forefinger, and tapped on Su Qinghuan's lips.

"So, I want to punish you personally, so that you, a disobedient little fox, will be obedient."

Su Qinghuan got goosebumps when she heard it.

Usually, Murong Chen would never call himself a lonely person in front of her, or call himself "Zhen". He just likes to arouse her shame - shame on purpose at such a time.

This man is too!

If this is modern times, Su Qinghuan would want to throw the role-playing script on this man!

……

"I told you I'm going to punish you, but you're good. You're still so unobtrusive, and you're still thinking about other things."

As the man said, he quickly moved closer and grabbed Su Qinghuan's lips precisely.

"My fair maiden, a gentleman is so good, the ancients never deceived me."

While speaking softly, the man pressed Su Qinghuan's arm without refusal, deepening the pressure on Su Qinghuan again.

"Uh...uh...!!..."

Su Qinghuan's pupils widened in astonishment. She thought Murong Chen was just talking, but she didn't expect this man to act so boldly!

This is in the Tai Chi Hall!
There are countless maids and servants waiting outside, what if someone sees it? !

……

"I've said it all, you have to concentrate at this time, you just need to look at me, you don't need to think about anything else."

Murong Chen smiled at Yan Yan.

Being half-embraced by the man and half-pressed on the long table, Su Qinghuan was so ashamed that even her cheeks turned a faint blush.

And Murong Chen's posture of attacking the city did not seem to be fake at all, Su Qinghuan was kissed and kissed, and gradually indulged in the man's long kiss.

The air in her mouth seemed to be robbed, she could only passively lean on Murong Chen's hand, her hands gradually tightened, silently hugging Murong Chen even tighter.

——Are you saying that you have never liked anyone before?
Why is this technique, this rhythm, so skillful that it makes people palpitate?

Is this the talent?

……

When these four words crossed Su Qinghuan's mind, there was a creak, and the door of Tai Chi Hall was suddenly pushed open.

"Brother Ziyu! Look at what delicious food I brought for you and Sister Qinghuan—"

To be able to push open the door of the Tai Chi Hall so absurdly, except for the overly pampered Murong Yanran, she would not be the second choice.

Because of the grace of the first emperor and Murong Chen's forgiveness, after he was granted the throne, Murong Yanran and the Queen Mother Wang can also use their old titles.

Murong Yanran was carelessly about to barge in, but Su Qinghuan was so flustered that she pushed Murong Chen's back hard.

And the man's eyes flashed a smoldering look, his face darkened slightly, this Murong Yanran, it's not good when to come, but now is the time!
He put Su Qinghuan down from the long table in time, but the memorial was already messed up by the two of them.

Although Murong Yanran is still young, she is not really stupid. When she saw Murong Chen's dark face and Su Qinghuan's pink face, Murong Yanran felt it.

Murong Yanran immediately laughed dryly, and put down the pastry in her hand in a panic.

"Hold...Sorry! I didn't mean to break in. This is the Dingsheng cake I asked the palace people to buy at Fengtai Temple...I...I will definitely not trespass next time!"

After putting down the cake, Murong Yanran ran away in a panic.

Only Su Qinghuan and Murong Chen were left looking at each other helplessly.

"This girl..."

Murong Chen's eyes were sullen, but in the end he just brushed Su Qinghuan's hair helplessly.

"It seems that it is necessary to advance our wedding."

……

A few months later, the Queen's Closure Ceremony was full of gongs and drums.

Su Qinghuan was sitting in the Jiaofang Hall, with her hipkerchief still on, a little nervous and looking forward to it.

"Are you in a hurry?"

Murong Chen's eyes were burning, he lifted the woman's handkerchief, his throat moved slightly.

"Qing Huan, you are so beautiful..."

The man slowly stretched out his hand, held Su Qinghuan's face reverently, and sealed it with his lips...

The red candles burned all night, and the curtains were lowered, slowly covering the room full of spring...

(End of this chapter)