The queen¡¯s hair is a little messy, but even so, she still can¡¯t hide her beauty. She was leaning on the desk, her shoulders shrugged slightly, but her body remained motionless. Could it be that this royal family was even particular about crying?
Zhang Hanqing stepped forward, Wanrong listened to the footsteps, her heart was in her throat. However, what was supposed to come would eventually come. Zhang Hanqing naturally put his hand on the back of her neck and asked gently: "Does it hurt?"
Wanrong was shocked. Ordinary men and women still refuse to kiss each other. She is the face of the royal family. The young marshal sticks to her as soon as he says it. He has no scruples at all! She sensitively slid to the side, but Zhang Hanqing's hand extended and still touched her neck.
Being seen by Tang Yiying, the royal family lost all face. If she talks about it, how can she still be a human being? But push him away? Falling out? He didn't have the courage to do this: would he be angry about it? He dares to scold even the emperor!
She doesn¡¯t know what to do.
Zhang Hanqing wanted to look at her face, so he stretched out his other hand to lift her temples - pear blossoms with rain, which was a special feeling. I had seen it once before in a movie theater, but it was too dark to see clearly. Now, after appreciating Wanrong's youthful and beautiful appearance, and seeing her weak and feminine side, even a strong man will be tempted!
Wanrong was inexplicably horrified at this time: Even her husband has never done such an intimate gesture, how could she let other men do it? She turned her head away, like a daughter-in-law who was at odds with her husband.
Zhang Hanqing simply leaned over, since there was no one else in the room except Tang Yiying. When his fingers touched her body, Wanrong screamed "Ah" and tightened her body. She raised her eyes and looked at Zhang Hanqing in horror.
The latter gave him a harmless smile: "I won't eat you, what are you afraid of!"
Tang Yiying smiled maliciously and said, "She is just worried that you will eat her."
Zhang Hanqing glanced at her, and Tang Yiying smiled knowingly and said, "I'll go out for a walk, and you two can have a good chat."
She raised her feet to leave, and Wanrong exclaimed uneasily: "Yiying, where are you going?"
The relationship between Tang Yiying and Zhang Hanqing did not escape her, she could guess it with her toes. The outside world has also slandered her reputation, and I feel extremely ashamed of her as a person. But as a member of the royal family, she still feels somewhat safe here. Zhang Hanqing had been thinking about him several times. If it hadn't been in broad daylight, something would have happened.
Tang Yiying became respectful in a rare way: "Madam, you are chatting inside, I will be at the door and will not hinder you." She said and closed the door with a smile.
As she walked out in a hurry, silence returned to the room, leaving only the empress, who felt embarrassed and frightened, facing the eager Zhang Hanqing.
With no outsiders around, Wanrong felt that Zhang Hanqing's breathing was becoming heavier, and her heartbeat was also speeding up. She felt Zhang Hanqing next to her leaning towards her again, placing his fingers on her face despite her dodge - there were imprints left by Puyi there.
Zhang Hanqing was rubbing her face beside her like this. She wanted to call out, but was afraid that it would be more embarrassing in the crowd, and the emperor wouldn't be tough for her humiliation, right? The submissive scene just now had betrayed his heart - he was her husband, but he couldn't stand upright, not just in bed; she wanted to struggle, but she was afraid of arousing Zhang Hanqing's dissatisfaction and thus irritating the emperor. body.
Zhang Hanqing was so courageous that his hand had already reached Wanrong's chin. It's slippery and feels particularly comfortable in the palm of your hand. Wanrong refused tremblingly: "No"
This sound aroused Zhang Hanqing's deep desire. Looking at the pitiful queen, he suddenly felt an impulse, making his usually masculine heart suddenly feel tenderness. He hugged her gently but tightly and put his head to her cheek: "Does it hurt? I won't let that loser hit you again!"
Wanrong's surprise was no small matter. She no longer wanted to call out without hesitation, "Let go, I'm going to call someone," she said.
What responded to her was Zhang Hanqing's pride or threat: "As long as you dare, I dare to take off your clothes in front of that emperor. And then in front of him, hey, you know!" At this time, he remembered a line from Stephen Chow's movie The famous line: "It's no use shouting until your throat breaks!"
But having said that, he still gently sealed her mouth with two fingers and looked at her gently but calmly: "Do you want everyone to know?"
His calmness made Wanrong hesitate¡ªif he really wanted to do this, it would be an endless shame for the entire royal family and the Wanrong family!
And even if he did it, Puyi would have no choice! It was already a shame to be approached by a man other than the emperor, so why should the emperor watch it with his own eyes? Suddenly thinking of the dignity of the royal family, the face of her mother's family, and how she would meet others, Wanrong calmed down in an instant.
The key is, even if the emperor comes in person, what can he do to the young marshal? It only adds to the shame. So she stopped trying to shout, but tried with all her strength to push away Zhang Hanqing's intimacy.
Zhang Hanqing was extremely proud.
"If Yiren loses the courage to resist, it will appear that his strength is longer. He reluctantly separated her hands and picked her up. Wanrong's weak hands were unable to struggle at all. The shock, humiliation, and helplessness made her feel confused.
"What are you going to do? I am the queen of the Qing Empire!" She beat him on the back weakly. Being hugged closely by Zhang Hanqing, this was all she could do.
"Mother, I like you!"
While speaking, Zhang Hanqing had already kissed her lips, and then buried his head in a passionate kiss that almost suffocated her. This is the first time in twenty-two years that a man has been close to her, and the first time that she has been kissed.
In addition to panic, shame and anger, there is also a little bit of soreness and numbness. For a moment, Wanrong was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to die.
"I never thought that she would be insulted in this way and on this occasion by the son of a bandit from Longxing, Manchuria. Although in history, kings who subjugated their countries and those who died after their country basically suffered tragic experiences of one kind or another, this was something that would never have been imagined in the Republic of China.
But there is nothing we can do.
Zhang Hanqing's fanaticism gave her no chance to react. Next to her was the dragon bed. The endless desire, the snow-white skin, and the struggling beauty gave everything in front of her a specific meaning, giving Zhang Hanqing a surge of motivation.
This is the queen's palace, and I will conquer her completely like a lucky king. He has never used force and grace on a woman, and he will be the first, just like Emperor Xuantong was unwilling to abdicate.
¡° Putting aside the identity of Queen Wanrong, she is also a very rare beauty. Her name was the same as the impression she gave him: gentle personality and outstanding appearance.
He is using actions to bid farewell to feudal society. This is the real and thorough revolution! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com