Chapter 23 (1/2)

The machine has been set up and everything is ready.

There are red candles burning in the hall. Occasionally, a breeze blows in. The candles flicker, but it does not affect the brightness of the room. Only because the roof of the palace specially built by the emperor for Wei Qingcheng is inlaid with priceless moon beads.

Everything in the magnificent palace is extremely precious. Delicacies are placed on the round table made of precious red sandalwood, and the delicacies on the exquisite porcelain plate give off bursts of fragrance.

There is a panoramic view in the shooting machine, and the close-up lens is given to the pet sitting at the table.

The temperament of the pet who plays the demon imperial concubine is not as gentle as usual. She is gorgeous in the lens. Her every move is haunting and full of evil spirit.

Tonight, Wei Qingcheng will take advantage of the opportunity of having a spring festival with the emperor to conceive a dragon son, so that she can have a guarantee in the harem.

The pet was dressed in a light and thin Palace Dress with fine and silky touch, and the lining was wrapped with full snow-white. Because the neckline was very low, half of the snow-white was exposed to the air, which made the man unable to open his eyes.

”Your Majesty is coming!” the voice of the Chamberlain came from outside the palace.

Wei Qingcheng quickly stood up. Junrui, who played the emperor, stepped into the hall, dressed in the clothes of the Ming and Yellow Emperors, a symbol of the noble royal family, with long hair half pulled and half hung behind him. A handsome face was full of beauty, and his deep eyes could not see the ups and downs of emotion. The emperor's noble momentum was fully displayed.

”Your Majesty is safe.” Wei Qingcheng lowered his head and whispered softly, with a flattering meaning in his voice.

Rong Zichu looks at Wei Qingcheng, who is half squatting. The woman's face is like a lotus and her lips are like peach petals, which makes people want to have a kiss - hope.

I don't know whether the lips as beautiful as peach blossoms are as sweet as expected. From his angle, I can see her good figure at a glance, especially the pair of half exposed snow-white rabbits.

Junrui's breath stagnated and quietly blocked part of the lens.

”Get up,” Junrui said in a voice full of Imperial Majesty.