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Chapter 153: Overnight in the Queen's Palace

In fact, it is not a big deal for the emperor to keep the little eunuch in the bedroom overnight. It depends on what he thinks. After all, the eunuch is a eunuch, not a man or a woman.

Since the empress has spoken, Zhou An will naturally not refuse.

He also had a clear conscience and it didn't matter.

"Master, what do you want to talk about?" Zhou An asked.

"Press my head first, you will feel comfortable pressing..." said the empress.

Zhou An sat on the side of the dragon bed, and the empress rested on his lap. Zhou An helped the empress stroke her messy hair first, and then began to press her head.

Kou Dong'er put all the small tray and bowls and spoons in it, first placed it on a long table not far from the dragon bed, and then returned to the edge of the dragon bed, stood there and stopped moving, waiting for instructions.

"Dong'er, come up, don't stand stupidly." The empress said.

"Yes." Kou Dong'er responded, then pulled the strap and unbuttoned the winter robe strap on her body. Her robe was also temporarily worn before. After taking off her winter robe, there was a very revealing underwear inside.

Zhou An subconsciously glanced at him and then withdrew his gaze.

I have to say that Kou Donger is more feminine, and his figure is not comparable to that of an empress.

Kou Dong'er climbed onto the bed, and Zhou An was pressing the empress's head. She sat sideways beside the empress's legs and began to gently beat the empress's legs.

The empress had closed her eyes and was not sleeping, but was just enjoying the service of both of them.

It took a while.

"Xiao Anzi..." The empress suddenly spoke.

"The slave is here." Zhou An replied softly.

"Have all the matters of Duke Shengguo entering the palace have been arranged?"

"After the arrangement, I will go to invite the old coach tomorrow morning. Let's wait for the priest to get the morning court and return to Qianwu Palace to see the old coach..."

"He...how do you feel, how about Duke Shengguo? How are you?" the empress asked again.

The empress did not know Li Guangshan because when Li Guangshan retired, the empress was not born yet. The empress didn't even know what Li Guangshan looked like and had never seen her. She only heard about Li Guangshan's past events and achievements.

"The old coach... is the true nature!" Zhou Anlian said, "About the emperor, and the current court affairs, I have told the old coach in detail. The old coach is from a military force and his words are a little rough, but in his conversation with him, I feel that he has a heart that he is dissatisfied with his old age and wants to work for the country and the court is also for you!"

"Well..." The empress responded with a nasal voice.

Soon after, she spoke again: "Tomorrow morning, I will discuss the affairs of the Baijiang Army with Wu Xukuan and others. What do you think I should say?"

"Master, just pretend that you haven't found a way, and forget the old coach for the time being. Take out your status as you were when you beat a slave during the day, and you'll be fine..."

Bang!

The empress raised her hand and thrust Zhou An's calves, turned over and stared at her, "I still mention it? I've hurt you, right? It's endless..."

"Master, I am serious!" Zhou An felt really wronged. "You should do this so that you will not be able to see the flaws by Wu Xukuan's old fox. The old coach's comeback must not leak a little news, otherwise Wu Xukuan will be prepared. If he wants to instigate Bai Jiang's army, he will probably not be able to do so."

The empress kept turning back and looked back for a while. After looking at Zhou An for a while, she slowly turned back. She even reached out to touch Zhou An's calf and pinched it.

"I blame you wrongly. I rub you and didn't hurt you, right? Don't resent me. If you have any resentment, just curse me like before, and I will just listen."

This made her say...

Zhou An felt it was not that he still remembered what happened before, but that the empress still remembered it!

Those who hold guns and sticks in this sentence can’t afford to offend you!

"Master, why don't you beat the slave a few more times to exhale? Don't squeeze the slave." Zhou Andao.

"I'm afraid to beat you? Otherwise, you should be called a tyrant by you." The empress said.

Zhou An stopped talking, and he had to take the initiative to end the topic, otherwise if he continued to talk, something would happen again.

It was quiet for a long time.

"...If you ask you to do something about Prince Ning, how sure are you?" the empress asked again.

"Fifty percent, I dare not swear you. Prince Rong has already alerted the snake. It is not easy to find Prince Ning again. Although Prince Ning has no capable personnel, Wu Xukuan must have arranged everything for him. I don't know how many masters Wu Xukuan has arranged for Prince Ning..."

"Well... wait a little longer, wait for news about King Rong."

"I also hope that good news can be heard from Prince Rong. If it is not necessary, I don't want to leave Beijing. After all, the situation in the capital is still very unstable. It is hard to say how much help the old man can bring to you after his comeback."

The two of them were talking in unison.

The empress was also sleepy and spoke less and less, and the time between each time she spoke was getting longer and longer.

"Yun Jing, haven't you been making trouble with you recently?" the empress asked again.

"No, Your Highness seems to have changed her temper recently. I heard that Your Highness is practicing martial arts all day long, and she is more diligent than before... She didn't come to find her. Instead, she went to find Your Highness once and gave her elixirs to practice. " Zhou An said softly.

"Well..." The empress replied with a nasal voice.

The hall was quiet again.

After a while, the empress didn't speak anymore.

But my breathing was evenly.

She fell asleep.

Zhou An stopped pressing the empress's head and looked at Kou Dong'er.

Kou Dong'er also stopped and looked at Zhou An.

Zhou An pointed at the empress and his legs again. He was signaling Kou Dong'er to relieve himself. His legs were only blood for a long time, and the empress had to numb him. He was going to leave, but he couldn't turn the empress's head, otherwise the empress would wake up.

Kou Dong'er looked at Zhou An coldly. She had never given Zhou An a good face since she came back with the tremite lotus seed soup.

Now there are not many servants and maids in the inner court who dare to show Zhou An's face.

Kou Dong'er is one of them.

She looked at Zhou An a few times, then stood up silently, picked up the blanket, returned to the empress, and lay down directly, covering the blanket very lightly on the two of them. While pulling the blanket, she also lay on Zhou An's legs, and then hugged the empress.

The empress turned over in a daze, pierced her head into Kou Dong'er's arms, arched in Kou Dong'er's arms, and then stopped moving again.

Zhou An looked like a dog-like expression.

Kou Dong'er did it on purpose!

Definitely intentional! Deliberately slander people!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Kou Dong'er's jade arm stretched out from the blanket again, and with a flash of fingers, a few powerful energy hit him, and then he wiped out the candlelight in the bedroom... Quiet, completely quiet.

The Empress and Kou Dong'er were both asleep.

Zhou An felt very uncomfortable.

The posture is very uncomfortable and the heart is very uncomfortable.

His eyes were almost green. After persisting for a long time, the feeling of the quilt on his left leg was almost not his own. Forget it... Zhou Anxin leaned forward and fell backward, lying on the dragon bed.

No matter what, sleep!

...

On a new day, when the sun rises.

Zhou An woke up for a while, but was still confused. He slept very late last night, but he was already awake naturally at this time because the daily routine clock was like this. Although he was not very energetic, he might have to sleep for a while, but he had to wake up first.

Zhou An turned over, hugged the quilt, and clamped it with his legs... Then he felt something was wrong, why did the quilt move?

Have you got a hand in the quilt?

Will you still hold it on your own initiative?

Will you still burrow in your arms? Will you still rub it?

This quilt has become a sperm?!

Alas not right!
Chapter completed!
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