[Quick Wear] The male lead is coming to the bowl

Chapter 48 Imperial Sister 17

    "No, since the Ninth Princess doesn't want to, I won't force her. I just hope that the Ninth Princess won't need me for help in the future." Jun Yuqi said coldly, turned around and strode away.

    "Your Highness, isn't it inappropriate to offend the Fourth Prince like this?" Feibai looked at Jun Yuqi who left angrily, and said hesitantly.

    "What's wrong?"

    "Your Highness, don't blame me for being nosy. This is what I advised you privately. The Fourth Prince has been in power in the court recently and is in the limelight. Seeing that His Majesty also intends to establish a crown prince, many officials and ministers have placed their bets on the Fourth Prince. If the Fourth Prince really ascends the throne in the future, it will be troublesome to settle your account today." Feibai was quite worried, worried that his life would be difficult in the future.

    "Discussing the position of the crown prince, Feibai, do you know that if these words you said were spread out, it would be a capital crime. Not to mention you, even I will be implicated by you." Jun Yan leaned on the couch and glanced at Feibai, his tone light and warning.

    Feibai knelt on the ground with a plop, his face pale, and whispered to apologize, "Your Highness is right. I will never dare to discuss state affairs again."

    "Get up, it's just you and me here, and besides, judging from the look of my father, my fourth brother may not be the one he likes." Jun Yan took a sip of tea and used the edge of the lid to stir the tea leaves, looking happy.

    Feibai was puzzled when she saw Jun Yan so sure, but she didn't dare to ask more questions. It was just that she didn't see that His Highness had such a mindset before.

    After sending Jun Yuqi away, she went to the Yangxin Palace to pay her respects after Emperor Chengzhao retired. As expected, Emperor Chengzhao asked about Huo Zheng, openly and secretly testing Jun Yan's feelings for Huo Zheng.

    Being caught off guard by her elders and asked about her girlish thoughts, Jun Yan's pretty face immediately blushed. Two months ago, Emperor Cheng Zhao tried his best to praise them to the sky, but she didn't even blink. Now, the two have been together in the Duke's Mansion for two months. Judging from Jun Yan's reaction, she is obviously interested in Huo Zheng.

    Emperor Cheng Zhao was immediately happy. He was indeed worthy of being his son. Since Jun Yan liked Huo Zheng, he was relieved. As for Huo Zheng's thoughts, they were naturally not within his consideration. Just ask, which man would not want to marry his most beloved little princess?

    ...

    Without Huo Zheng, Jun Yan's life returned to its former tranquility, and no one dared to be as bold as Huo Zheng and run to the princess's bedroom to be a thief.

    This time, the war between Da Chu and Bei Di lasted for eight months. Autumn turned to winter, and another cold winter came.

    In the north, Huo Zheng missed his lover in the imperial city every day after he left Yanjing. However, after the two armies had been fighting for so long, Beidi had already shown signs of decline. It was only a matter of time before the enemy was defeated, so he couldn't rush.

    Unable to return to Yanjing immediately, Huo Zheng could only comfort his lover's personal belongings when he was lonely. The night before Jun Yan left the Duke's Mansion, he took away the bellyband that Jun Yan wore that night. Every night outside the Great Wall, he would take it out and smell her scent, thinking about her while masturbating.

    Huo Zheng sat in the general's tent, smelling the almost inaudible fragrance on the pink mandarin duck bellyband. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The desire in his lower body had already been raised high. The purple-red roubang was exposed to the air, and the thick guitou was still secreting white liquid. The big hand held the male root and kept stroking it up and down. The man made a low gasp from time to time.

    "Your Highness... Your Highness..." Huo Zheng's mind kept recalling the ecstasy of that night, the tight and slippery passage that wrapped him up, greedily swallowed him whole, and squirted juice when he was fucked.

    Thinking of the lustful expression that the face unconsciously revealed during the climax in his memory, Huo Zheng's lower body became extremely hard, and his hands jerked faster and faster. He wanted to return to Yanjing madly and eagerly to fuck that person's soft and juicy body to his heart's content.

    "Your Highness... Your Highness's pussy is so tight... Fuck you to death... Fuck you to death..." He imagined that he was fucking the princess