What can a man do when he is alone with a woman?

Lu Yun sat down with his head down, and his eyes looked at the man in the dragon robe not far away, feeling uneasy.

She married once. A few days before the wedding, whenever Yao Jiting came back, she would be eager to carry her to the tent. Lu Yun felt that men were greedy for that. Why did Emperor Minghui like her? Lu Yun had self-knowledge. She did not have the kindness of her eldest niece, the witty and sensible words of her second niece, and the talent of her niece. She could only be as beautiful as a dignified person.

Since you like her appearance, you will definitely be anxious, right?

"Ajun is fat, you lower your head, it seems to have two layers of chin." Emperor Ming Hui was tired after reviewing the memorial for a while. At this time, he took off his shoes, put his long legs on the edge of the couch, and leisurely leaned against the satin pillow embroidered with rich and wishful thinking, and looked at the shy girl there with a smile on his black eyes.

Two-layer chin?

The second niece was chubby when she was a child. When she recalled her double chin, Lu Yun couldn't help but look up her head, looking at Duobao Pavilion in the distance with embarrassment. Her little hand grabbed the cuffs and almost couldn't help but touch her chin, but she felt very embarrassed. Her double chin was not good-looking. She was really fat like that?

"Caught you, come here, I sat down for a while, my shoulders were sore, so you can help me pinch it." Emperor Minghui thought she was far away, so he changed to sitting cross-legged.

This is an order. Lu Yun was afraid that he would have to go over. He took off his embroidered shoes and moved to the couch with a beautiful face. He stood up with a red face, lowered his head and walked around the back of Emperor Minghui, and then knelt there. Because he could not see Emperor Minghui's face, Lu Yun became more comfortable and put his little hand on Emperor Minghui's wide shoulders, his movements were awkward.

My father is taken care of by his mother, but Yao Jiting does not have such needs. This is the first time Lu Yun helps someone pinch his shoulders.

She thought she was very hard, but Emperor Minghui didn't feel anything. She turned her head slightly and asked softly: "Have you pinched it before?"

Lu Yun lowered his eyes and said no.

Emperor Minghui smiled and said to the ground: "It's the first time I'm asking someone to pinch my shoulders."

He has his own way of health preservation. He is not old enough to need someone to serve him like this, but he is just lying to her here.

Lu Yun was always worried that the man would come back, so he didn't hear the implicit voice of Emperor Minghui. He served the man obediently like a little maid. Emperor Minghui could not see her gradually turning red because she was "working hard". He felt that this errand was very relaxed for her, so he didn't stop and chatted with her with her back, "Have you seen it everywhere in Yongning Palace? From you to Qianyuan Palace, you will have a cup of tea."

Lu Yun blinked, not knowing how to respond, so what if he gets close, she couldn't go to him. The harem is equivalent to the backyard. Lu Yun understood her identity. In addition to having to go to other palaces, she just wanted to stay in this Yongning Palace so that she would not be discussed by others. Her behavior was frivolous.

It was quiet behind me, and Emperor Minghui suddenly wanted to laugh.

When he went to other concubines, the women racked their brains to find a conversation and told him that Lu Yun was fine. After coming in, she called herself a concubine while performing a salute, and she said nothing but no words.

"Ajun, did you blame me on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival last year?" He turned around and asked, Emperor Minghui stared at her eyes.

The man avoided his shoulders and had nothing to do. Lu Yun instinctively moved backwards before shook his head.

Still not speaking, Emperor Minghui didn't believe in evil and continued to ask: "You don't blame him for being a man's slight and thin? Then, is it that if you change someone else, you will marry him obediently?"

If Chu Xing said this to Lu Mingyu now, Lu Mingyu would definitely know that it was a joke, but Lu Yun and Emperor Minghui were not familiar with him. She thought that Emperor Minghui really thought of her that way, her face turned pale in an instant, and her eyes slipped silently down her cheeks, tremblingly trying to defend herself, "I..."

"I know, Ah Yun liked me at that time, right?" Emperor Minghui didn't expect that she was so crying and was extremely upset. He hurriedly hugged the pitiful man in his arms, his cheeks pressed against her head, and whispered in her ear: "Ah Yun, I have been looking forward to you entering the palace for the past six months. I will treat you well in the future. Don't be afraid to tell me a word. Do I look scary?"

Lu Yun was still sad, and swallowed and continued to defend himself, "Because you are the emperor, I dare not ignore you, because I know you will not bully people too much..." Because he comforted her gently, she was afraid that a person like him would not bully others by his power.

"Yes, yes, yes, I said the wrong thing, Ah Yun, don't cry?" She cared about the joke so much, Emperor Minghui really regretted it. He asked her to lean on his left shoulder, and he lowered his head to help her wipe her tears. At the age of nineteen, her cheeks were as delicate and shiny as those of the cardamom girl, and I felt pity for her to see her. Emperor Minghui gently wiped her tears, her eyes focused without any distractions.

Lu Yun raised his eyes tremblingly.

Emperor Minghui smiled helplessly at her, "Ajun likes to cry when she was a child, but she has not changed at all when she grew up."

Lu Yun immediately lowered his face, his fair face slowly turned red, and his heart was sweet again because he mentioned his childhood, and he couldn't tell the reason.

Emperor Minghui looked at the girl who was so embarrassed in her arms. Her actions of wiping her tears changed unconsciously. She rubbed her face back and forth, and her fingertips gradually turned towards the corner of her lips. She was gentle in temperament, her facial features were actually very gorgeous, her lips were naturally rosy, and she was extremely seductive. The more she looked at her throat, the tighter she became. Lu Yun couldn't see it, but she felt his changes and turned her head nervously into his arms.

Emperor Minghui held her face with his palm, and hesitation flashed in his black eyes. After a while, he whispered: "Let's have a meal first."

He is a wise king and never proclaims lust in a day. Moreover, he is so much older than her, so he cannot express his urgency. In her heart, he should be more like an elder? Compared to his age, he is enough to be her father.

Emperor Minghui helped her sit upright. He went down to the ground first. When he was putting on his shoes, he caught a glimpse of her two exquisite red satin embroidered shoes in front of the couch. Emperor Minghui felt a move in his heart. He picked up the embroidered shoes freshly and stood up to smile at Lu Yun, "I will help you wear them." He remembered one thing. His cousin once brought two girls into the palace. At that time, his niece was only one year old, and he couldn't walk well. He raised the little girl high, his niece grinned, kicked her little feet and removed her shoes. Lu Yun immediately picked up the shoes and helped her niece wear them in a good manner. She was very sensible.

Lu Yun was so flattered that he was so anxious that he covered his feet with his skirt. Then he reached out to Emperor Hui of Ming in shame, "Give it to me, Your Majesty." How could she let him do what talented people do?

"Come here, it's not that I didn't help you pass through." Emperor Minghui held the embroidered shoes in one hand and pulled her with the other, and fooled her with her mouth.

Lu Yun couldn't remember when he asked him to help her pass the shoes, but the man was too strong, so he hugged her waist and gently, and she sat in front of the couch. Dissuasion didn't work, Lu Yun could only open his eyes, but the man held her heels in one hand and clumsyly put shoes on her feet. Lu Yun was nervous and curious about what he was thinking, so he secretly looked over.

Emperor Minghui had only one thought in his mind at this moment, her feet were so small.

After wearing one, Emperor Minghui looked up and saw her dodging in panic. Emperor Minghui smiled and relaxed his body and mind like never before.

After dressing, Lu Yun jumped to the ground and went out for food.

Lu Yun was very reserved at the dinner table. Emperor Minghui picked up a few dishes for her intimate and natural manner. After the meal, Emperor Minghui led her around the Yongning Palace. When he came back, Lu Yun went to the inner room first. Emperor Minghui still had to take a bath. Lu Yun sat on a chair by the window and waited. The night was filled with night outside the window. He would definitely touch her if he came again later, right?

Lu Yun didn't want to recall, but she couldn't control it, and the figure of her ex-husband Yao Jiting appeared in her mind.

Will Emperor Hui of Ming be as obsessed as Yao Jiting? Yes, will he dislike her?

There is no place I haven't touched by Yao Jiting before.

He is the emperor. What if she is not acting right and he remembers that she has married? Then how should she act? Pretend to know nothing, will he feel that she is hypocritical again?

Lu Yun has no master.

The man suddenly stepped in. Lu Yun was so scared that he was so scared that he looked over timidly. Emperor Minghui wore a white jade dragon hairpin and a vermilion middle robe. After bathing, his handsome face was slightly flushed. Lu Yun lowered his head in panic, holding a veil under the table, and was shy and timid.

Emperor Minghui's eyes turned dark, and he walked over, staring at her trembling eyelashes. Emperor Minghui leaned over and easily picked her up. Lu Yun was stiff all over, closed his eyes tightly, and placed his hands on his abdomen, motionless, like a lifelike statue of Guanyin.

Emperor Hui of Ming didn't say anything yet, so he carried her to his tent first.

She still didn't move at all. Emperor Minghui took off his shoes, turned around to help her, and then he flashed into the tent. Her beautiful eyes were closed, like a sleeping flower. Emperor Minghui lay silently beside her, looking at it for a moment before pulling her hands and pinching them, "A Jun, are you afraid?"

Lu Yun was nervous and trembling all over.

She was afraid that he would regret wanting a woman she had married.

"But I like it very much." Emperor Minghui hugged her, gently followed her long hair with his hands, kissed her head, and said quietly: "Ajun, when the late emperor was alive, I was the only prince. The late emperor hoped that I would continue my royal bloodline and chose the crown princess for me early. Later, the queen mother arranged for me to give me a selection, but you are the only girl I took the initiative to choose for me."

He came to her ear, held her hand and put it on his chest, "Ajun, I've only moved you."

The low voice, with the deep affection she had never heard before, Lu Yun's heart trembled, and under his palm, his heart beat strongly and strongly, and it hit her body one after another, and her heart also jumped up in a hurry. I don't know if it was because of his words, or the movement of his hands widening her clothes on his hands, or the warm lips falling down, Lu Yun's heartbeats get faster and faster, so fast that only he is left in his mind, no one else, no more miscellaneous thoughts

He was very gentle, and her body was uncontrollably soft for him.

"It's uncomfortable?" Seeing her deep frowning, Emperor Minghui stopped considerately, and was also shocked by her claustrophobia.

Lu Yun sucked in a breath gently, opened his eyes, with only incredible feelings.

Emperor Minghui was greatly pleased. He smiled meaningfully, lowered his head to block her lips, and blocked her subsequent exclamation.
Chapter completed!