The Submissive Emperor

14

Turning to the first page, there was a very elegant preface on it, stating that this volume of pictures originated from a stunning artist, and was exclusively used by the royal family and not allowed in the market.

Lou Jing touched his chin. This book should have been placed with the ink paint box when decorating the new house, but I don't know if His Royal Highness has read it.

Turning back, the first picture shows two men hugging each other. The looks of the two of them cannot be seen in the painting, it should be deliberately blurred, except for the face, the other places are drawn very clearly, the lines outlined by the fine wolf brush, the strokes are smooth, and lifelike.

Slowly turn over page by page, basically all are pictures, and occasionally one or two sentences are marked in the blank space, such as "Cheng Huan, the husband is in pain, don't go ahead, slowly picture..."

The afternoon wind blew across the edge of the window, with the scorching sun and the coolness of early autumn, blowing the bright red curtain and gently swinging. Lou Jing lay on the bed, holding the big Ying pillow and the "Yanggong", sleeping soundly, the scene in his dream, charming and warm.

His Royal Highness's court clothes were complicated and luxurious, and the **** Sili specially taught him to remove the waist seal and then untie his belt. Lou Jing expertly peeled off the court clothes one by one. The people under him looked at the people quietly. They were still the handsome, motionless faces, but the two ears hidden between the hair slowly turned into Red, telling his shame and helplessness. I couldn't help but leaned over and kissed that beautiful chest, but no matter how close he was, I couldn't see the look of that chest...

Lou Jing was awakened suddenly from his dream, and found that he was still lying on the bed. The book in front of him showed two entangled men. The man underneath was hunched, and the veins on his neck were tight and seemed to be painful. It seemed joyful again. On the one hand, he was surprised at the dream of his talent, on the other hand, he couldn’t help but aftertaste, if it is his Royal Highness who is pressed underneath...

The body couldn't stop heating up, Lou Jing closed the book, raised his hand and touched the sweat on his face, feeling a little dazed for a while. Slowly sat up, covered his face with one hand, the sunlight leaked in through the fingers, and the beautiful touch of dreams still remained in his palm.

He and Xiao Chengjun were originally just a mutually beneficial relationship between monarchs and ministers. He originally wanted to use his appearance to ask His Royal Highness for more benefits, but after only two days, things seemed to be out of control.

I wanted to seduce others, but I was tempted first...

Lou Jing slumped down and buried his face in the quilt. He felt that he had grown up so big that he had never been so boring.

When Xiao Chengjun came back, he saw the princess hiding her head and offering it like a big worm. He couldn't help but laugh, and his dull heart suddenly became a lot lighter. His Royal Highness sat down by the bed and patted the big bug, "Aren't you going to take a nap, what are you doing?" Then, his eyes scanned the books scattered by the pillow, and he raised his hand and took it over, "What are you looking at? …"

The word "Book" stuck in the throat of His Royal Highness, and when he saw the title of the book, he couldn't tell it right away.

Lou Jing got out of the quilt and saw the expression of His Royal Highness. He suddenly understood, "His Royal Highness has read this book?"

"Before we got married... I read..." Xiao Chengjun pinched the book, neither was it to put it down, nor was it to hold it, he could only froze. Before getting married, there will be someone in the palace to teach the prince this, but this time the marriage was too rushed and he didn't arrange a room for him. He also flipped through the book twice, unexpectedly being shelved in the new house.