The treacherous minister under the skirt (taking by force) ( Mtl

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The spring hunt started on the second day and lasted for four days. During this period, camps and tents were set up in the paddock. No one was allowed to enter without the emperor's token and oracle.

Shen Ni thought she could be at ease for a few days, but she didn't want Shen Zhaodu to have the imperial mandate to kill people, so he came back to see her every night with a fragrant roasted pheasant.

If he meets Shen Zhengrong who is not on duty, he will be taken along with him.

During those three days, Shen Ni quietly ate roast chicken and fell asleep listening to Shen Zhengrong's voice through the screen. She also tasted some of the carefree feelings of her childhood.

On the day the hunt ended, Shen Ni was still waiting for Shen Zhaodu to return with the chickens, but what she was waiting for was the news that he was returning at night.

Dusk has passed, and the smoky spring rain falls gently, weaving into a wisp of gauze under the light, moistening things silently.

Inside the hot spring pavilion, mist is lingering.

Shen Ni was lying on the edge of the pool, and the maid poured spoonfuls of hot spring water on her thin back, which was carved like white jade. The clear water flowed down the lonely butterfly bones, flowed through the slender ridges, and disappeared under the water. .

There was a sudden chill on her back, the smell of blood became stronger, and her rough fingertips gently rubbed her back shoulders.

"I've been sitting at my desk for too long, and I've become stiff here."

Shen Ni didn't move and let him violate the ban: "As the initiator, the governor's tone of complaint is too much."

She is not as skillful as her mother, and she does not need to be a female queen in the palace. The few skills she learned before leaving the palace are already very unfamiliar.

The rustling sound of undressing stopped abruptly after the python robe fell to the ground, and the water rippled. Shen Ni changed her arm and continued to rest on it, and Liang Qin's back immediately pressed against a hot chest.

"Besides Di Guangyu, who else was killed?"

The hard flesh like a soldering iron squeezed into the seam of her legs and slowly moved in and out. Shen Ni and Shen Zhaodu held her earlobe in a hoarse voice: "The minister of the Ministry of Rites, the left chief historian of the palace, and the censor of the left capital of the Imperial Palace are all Xiao Ling's old department."

They were all those who had hindered and questioned Xiao Luan's ascension to the throne.

He knew everything about her family, and every time he said something, he would hit her and rub her tender flesh, not knowing who he was torturing.

Shen Ni let him play around and sighed: "It's better for me to leave you as soon as possible."

The person behind him suddenly pressed forward, and the ferocious beast that had only been lingering at the hole suddenly penetrated him. Shen Ni's half-lidded eyes were tightly closed, but she couldn't stop the moans that spilled from her lips.

"Leave?" Shen Zhaodu pinched her chin with one hand and gently held up her face. No matter how warm the moisture was, it couldn't smooth the hoarseness in his throat. "To this day, you still want to leave me?"

He didn't use any force, Shen Ni looked sideways at his gloomy face, smiled and broke away from his shackles.

"You are killing endlessly, and you will definitely have many enemies coming. I don't want to be affected by you." The corridor was completely filled with him, and she pushed Shen Zhaodu's arm, "Bring me the clothes, I'm going back. "