After exchanging marriage with my elder sister, I won with a bad hand.

Zhao Xun felt the soft body of his concubine, and suddenly his heart was shaken and he could hardly control himself.

He moved slightly closer to Shen Yihuan, suddenly turned her head over, kissed the little mouth he had been dreaming about for a long time, and began to suck seriously.

Shen Yihuan had long been accustomed to his sudden attacks and closed her eyes obediently, but her slightly trembling eyelashes still revealed her nervousness.

The two hugged and kissed for an unknown amount of time. Their breathing frequency gradually changed. While Zhao Xun was lighting fire on Shen Yihuan, he also found that his own body was about to catch fire.

When he let go of Shen Yihuan, a thin silver thread was connected between their lips and teeth, just like the feelings between the two people, inseparable and inseparable.

Seeing this, Zhao Xun looked at his concubine's frail appearance and could no longer hold back. He picked her up and strode towards the bed.

Shen Yihuan also obediently let him hold her, with her hands tightly hooked around his neck, her eyes full of him.

When Zhao Xun gently held Shen Yihuan down, he leaned close to her ear and said, "Huan'er, give me a son."

Shen Yihuan was stunned for a moment. She looked at Zhao Xun's serious expression and her heart was moved.

In the time it took her to be distracted, Zhao Xun had already leaned over and taken the dominant position.

Shen Yihuan closed her eyes slightly and began to enjoy the tenderness, his tenderness, and his surging love that Zhao Xun brought her.

Outside the window, a slight breeze blew in, blowing the gauze curtain above the bed. Two figures overlapping each other were vaguely visible inside. Because of the barrier of this layer of gauze, it took on a hint of mystery.

At this moment, suddenly a slender, soft and boneless little hand stretched out from the gauze. The little hand struggled, trying to grab something, and finally grabbed a corner of the gauze after a while of groping.

As soon as the little hand grabbed the gauze curtain, a big hand followed closely and grasped the little hand accurately. After holding it tightly, it pulled the little hand away from the gauze curtain and dragged it inside.

The whole process was like a little deer being suddenly bitten by a wild beast and dragged away without any suspense.

The night is still long. The temperature in the room will not drop for a while.

Zhao Xun's energy is really amazing. Shen Yihuan was too tired and simply closed his eyes and ignored him.

Zhao Xun didn't mind it and continued to amuse himself. In fact, although Shen Yihuan fell asleep, she could still respond to Zhao Xun unconsciously in her dream, which made Zhao Xun very happy.

No man would like his woman to behave like a dead fish in bed.

It was not until the sky was about to turn pale that Zhao Xun fell to the side with a look of complete satisfaction on his face and fell into a deep sleep.

Just like that, he only slept for an hour before he had to get up again to attend the court meeting.

This time, Shen Yihuan did not sleep in. Seeing that he was about to get up, she hurriedly put on a piece of clothes and then helped Zhao Xun to get dressed.

"Let the palace servants do these things. You can have a good rest." He stared at her and said with a wicked smile, "Are you exhausted last night?"

"Brother Xun, you still know this." She glared at him, without stopping her hands, and said affectionately, "It is my duty to serve my husband. Although it is only a small thing to tidy up my husband's clothes, I feel very sweet when I do it."

At this moment, she looked like a little wife, well-behaved and tender, any man would be moved by her.

What's more, Zhao Xun, this pervert, couldn't resist at all.

"You little devil, you're trying to seduce me again early in the morning." Zhao Xun stared at Shen Yihuan with fiery eyes. He stretched out his hand to pull her in front of him, hugged her tightly in his arms, and started to do mischief with his hands again.

When Shen Yihuan saw that something was not right, he quickly held his hand and said, "Brother Xun, no, you won't be able to attend the morning court if you come again." After saying that, he looked at him pitifully.

That little look makes the men even more unbearable.

Zhao Xun was almost rude, he pushed Shen Yihuan onto the bed and said hastily: "No, it will be quick."

"Brother Xun, stop it." She struggled a little, not daring to move too big, with a hint of reluctance.

Zhao Xun curled his lips and smiled, then roughly grabbed her panties and ripped them off with a rip.

"Brother Xun, my pants..." She wailed in panic. She couldn't believe Zhao Xun's rudeness and mourned for her own panties.

"It's okay. I'll have someone make you a hundred more later." As he said this, he stood up.

Behind, Shen Yihuan bit her lip and silently endured the man's storm.

It was a quick battle, so quick that Shen Yihuan didn't even have time to react before it was over.

"Okay, that's it for now. I'll deal with you when I return from court." Zhao Xun finished hurriedly, standing up and quickly getting dressed.

Shen Yihuan sat up slowly, found a new pair of panties for herself, put them on leisurely, and glanced at Zhao Xun, the culprit, with resentful eyes.

"Oh, my dear Huan'er, please don't look at me like that. I have finally put out the fire."

After saying that, he went forward, hugged Shen Yihuan, and kissed her to relieve her longing. Then he went over, opened the door, and went out refreshed.

After Zhao Xun left, Lian Song and Lian Wu pushed the door open, holding toiletries in their hands, and came to help Shen Yihuan wash up.

One of them went to tidy up the mess on the bed, while the other helped Shen Yihuan get up, wash her face, and do her makeup.

Lian Song looked at the mess on the bed and could easily imagine the unprecedented grand occasion of His Highness and Lady Liang last night. She could clean it up without changing her expression now, but she would feel embarrassed when she thought about the beginning.

"Liang Di, your medicine." At this time, Cuicui came in with a bowl of black medicine.

Shen Yihuan looked at the bowl of medicine for a long time, thinking of the words Zhao Xun whispered in her ear last night, and felt very sweet in her heart.

So she said, "Pour it out, and don't drink it anymore." As she said that, she stretched out a hand and touched her lower abdomen, feeling a little expectant.

Zhao Xun tried so hard last night, but I wonder if there is a little one taking root and sprouting in her belly at this moment?

"Ah? Ah! Okay, I'll go pour it right away." Cuicui didn't react at first, but after she digested the good news in her mind, she was overjoyed.

She seemed to be celebrating her own great event, with a smile all over her face. She turned around and walked outside holding the black bowl of medicine.

There is a saying that goes, "Excessive joy leads to sorrow!" This is probably what is happening to Shen Yihuan at this moment.

Cuicui was overjoyed and went outside with the contraceptive soup. When she was about to throw it away, she bumped into Zhao Xun who had returned.

"What is this?" Zhao Xun's smile quickly dimmed after he saw Cuicui's evasive look.