Charm of a Thousand Moons

As soon as I stepped into the Golden Dragon Hall after returning from the priest's tower, I heard the noise inside.

"In the middle of the night, doesn't it seem lively enough?" A cold voice sounded from the door, and Qian Yueshen looked around everyone coldly, "If you wake up Che'er, I will cut off your heads and throw them away. Into the snake's den."

Ignoring the trembling people kneeling on the ground, the figure of cultivator stepped over the threshold and entered the bedroom.

Walking into the bedroom, Qian Yueshen realized that the bustle outside was nothing but closed inside.

"What's going on here?" The voice raised unconsciously, and the cold breath began to radiate with the anger of Qian Yueshen.

"His Majesty."

"His Majesty."

Everyone knelt down in unison.

Qian Yueshen glanced over the maids and eunuchs, and finally settled on Nuo Jie: "You think it's been hanging around your neck for too long."

"Your Majesty, something happened to the little prince." Nuojie replied with a trembling voice.

what?

His legs ruthlessly kicked away the people kneeling in front of him, and quickly came to the bedside carved with golden flying dragons. His heart was shocked, and he saw that the originally pink face had turned pale at this time, and the bright red mouth He was still spitting white foam, and his forehead was constantly sweating. If it wasn't for the golden mosquito net against the little guy's face, people would think that the little guy at this time is no different from a dead person.

He quickly reached out to lift off the silk quilt and hugged the lonely little thing lying on the dragon bed into his arms. His hands trembled, why was the little guy so cold.

"Where's the doctor? Where's the therapist?" His voice became cold again. Qian Yueshen had never realized that his heart would be so tense. At this moment, he seemed to have an urge to kill. Who, who made his little The guy has become like this, he's got to have his skin peeled, his tendons pulled, and his blood drained.

"Biography... already passed it on..." Nuojie replied while wiping cold sweat with one hand. He has followed His Majesty since he was a child, and he has never seen him so angry.

His Majesty has always been elegant, lazy, and doesn't care about anything, but this time he treated the little prince unexpectedly, unexpectedly...

"You go in person for me, a stick of incense, when I only give them a stick of incense..."

Ok……

Before Qianyue God could finish speaking, Qianyueche in his arms let out a low moan. Because his body became cold, the little guy felt uncomfortable. He kept whining, and tried his best to stretch out his little hands from under the quilt. Get out and lean on Qian Yueshen's body, because the body temperature of the human body is high.

Qian Yueshen just frowned, then unbuttoned his clothes, exposing his generous chest in front of everyone, of course no one dared to look up.

Afterwards, the silk around Qian Yueche was pulled away, and then his clothes were untied, allowing him to be naked against her.

The moment the skins of the two people touched each other, a bone-piercing coldness spread into Qianyue God's heart. My God, Qianyue couldn't believe that the temperature on this little guy could be so cold.

If it goes on like this, the little guy's internal organs must freeze.

While thinking, Qian Yue Che quickly pressed his right hand against Qian Yue Che's navel, and a red flame appeared in Qian Yue Che's palm.

Xu felt the heat, the little guy's face was not as pale as before, Qian Yueshen also began to let go of his heart.

"Quick...quick..." Nuo Jie's voice came from the door, and it proved that the speed of the great chief executive was really not ordinary fast.