Chapter 744 (1/2)

The prince tried his best to arrange this private meeting, and how could he satisfy himself by simply speaking?

”What do you say?” He held up the little woman who was leaning on him and was about to lose his bones. He said, ”am I waiting for this day to be exhausted? Or are you beautiful? ”

Guan Ying looks at him, on his smiling eyes, and buried in his arms.

Outside Meilin, Emperor Jiahe leads Wanquan to approach quietly. He finds several people waiting by Guan Ying in front of him. Emperor Jiahe takes a look at the stone wall in front of him and leads Wanquan around from the other side. This is his palace, I don't know how many times he has been here. Several places are good for enjoying the scenery. Jiahe emperor is so familiar that he can't be familiar with it any more. He easily evades people's eyes and ears and comes to the back of the pool.

The rockery, lake and stone there are overlapping, which seems to be tightly blocked, but in fact, there is a path that only allows one person to pass.

Emperor Jiahe motioned for Wanquan to stay outside. He went in himself with a dagger hidden in his sleeve.

The fog was rising above the pool. Looking at the pool, it was hard to see where the two members of the private meeting were. Emperor Jiahe did not look at the water. He looked around and found some scattered clothes between the two boulders.

The emperor Jiahe stared at the eunuch's clothes for a long time, then slowly paced past, and finally stopped at the side of the boulder.

Nearly half an hour later, the prince left in a hurry.

Guan Ying waited, and then led them back to Jiuhua Pavilion.

Seeing that emperor Jiahe was still awake, Guan Ying breathed a sigh of relief, climbed onto the couch carefully, and lay down beside the emperor Jiahe. Because he was tired just now, he fell asleep unconsciously. He used to drill into the arms of emperor Jiahe.

Emperor Jiahe opened his eyes.

Guan Ying, 17, looks ruddy and picturesque.

Jiahe emperor slowly raised his hand and tried to touch the familiar face. Finally, he put it down.

She is Guan Ying, not Zhong ting. His court is gentle and virtuous. She will never