Faced with the love that unexpectedly fell from the secret compartment at the bottom of the bed... it makes sense that it would be a very interesting gadget to use.

Both of them looked stunned at first.

For a moment, I forgot the awkwardness of being face to face.

Dugu Chanyi looked at the jade products beside her legs, with a look of confusion on her face at first.

Zhao Rong on the side had his eyes wide open and slowly raised his head.

He stared wide-eyed at this pretty widow with a fairy-like appearance, and took a deep breath.

"This...you..."

Zhao Rong suddenly remembered the empty scene of this huge palace, and the strange words Dugu Chanyi had just said, such as 'end it early' and 'help the Aijia wipe it clean'.

He suddenly understood.

Good guy, I didn’t expect you...

The young Confucian scholar's eyes gradually became strange, and he looked up and down carefully at the beautiful woman sitting on the ground in a daze.

"!!!"

Dugu Chanyi saw the look in his eyes, suddenly woke up, and quickly kicked away the 'beautiful husband' on the ground, as well as those messy weird things that made her more and more drunk.

I saw that the base of her swan-like thin neck turned red for an instant, and then the rouge-like red glow quickly spread and occupied her entire pretty face.

Like a rose in full bloom after the rain.

Between the two of them, this series of changes happened in a flash of lightning.

Facing the young Confucian scholar who fell from the sky in front of her, the beautiful widow raised her head, looked at him with wide eyes, and opened her mouth. She was so shocked that she could not speak for a moment.

She took a few deep breaths and said with shame and anger: "This... no... is not for the Ai family!"

Speaking eagerly, the woman punched the floor with her pink fist.

For a moment, I forgot to pay close attention to Zhao Rong's sudden appearance.

"…………"

Zhao Rong did not reply, but looked around at the empty bathhouse.

This extremely deserted deep palace.

He looked at the widowed widow collapsed on the ground.

He quickly glanced at the crooked knick-knacks on the floor and the dark void at the bottom of the bed next to him.

In addition to jade products of different sizes, small balls with irregular bumps and convex surfaces of unknown material, and old candles stained with dust.

There seems to be a lot of other interesting stuff here.

"Ahem..."

He coughed and nodded, looking at her with a look of understanding and respect:

"My dear, it's human nature... I understand."

The palace locks are strong in spring, and the flower is twenty-eight years old. It is normal to be widowed early and sometimes be lonely and cold. I can't help it.

Dugu Chanyi: "???"

The young Confucian scholar couldn't help but glance at the noble widow on the ground who finally got a glimpse of her beauty, as well as the sex toys on the ground beside her.

The two of them were still standing and sitting together.

It was the same as the previous formal meetings in public places.

However, their positions are indeed reversed.

He was looking at her condescendingly at this moment, with a sense of counterattack.

Something that makes men extremely comfortable and addictive quietly develops.

The next second, like dominoes, a certain inner lake that was originally calm suddenly became full of waves, and a storm was about to come.

At this moment, Zhao Rong suddenly took a deep breath and then looked away.

In his dark eyes, the blood lines slowly disappeared...

"What's human nature! What are you talking nonsense about?"

Dugu Chanyi's face was pale and angry.

Although she was sitting upside down on the ground with her hands on the ground, she was holding her head high at this moment, her face was red, she was looking directly at Zhao Rong, and said loudly:

"None of these bad things belong to the Aijia! Don't you want to taint my innocence!"

Zhao Rong couldn't help but glance at her.

The woman's eyes were red, and her clear eyes were like glass, but she didn't blink and stared at him angrily.

I don't want Qing Tie to fall in front of these men.

Zhao Rong frowned slightly and muttered a little:

"Well, it's really not yours?"

"Of course it's not from the Ai family! How could the Ai family use such an unclean and dirty thing!"

"I see that you were quite comfortable lying there before. You seem to go there often... There is something hidden in there, don't you know?"

"You said you hid it, how did the Ai family know? This bed is an old thing in the palace. It was there when the Ai family entered the palace. This palace was also the palace of the former Queen Mother..."

She choked, bit her lip with silver teeth and said: "Mr. Zhao...Zhao Ziyu, the Ai family says again, this is not from the Ai family, don't try to taint my innocence!"

Zhao Rong did not comment, turned around and took a closer look at the hole under the beauty's bed.

It should have been a hidden compartment before, but now from his perspective, the things inside were quite complete, including spiked leather whips, thick hemp ropes, and even some small glass bottles filled with liquids...

The young Confucian scholar couldn't help but show some curiosity on his face.

Dugu Chanyi turned her head, looked at him, and said shyly: "You are still looking!"

Zhao Rong looked away and muttered, "My hobbies are quite broad..."

"you!!!"

Her eyes widened and she was furious. She grabbed two small round pill-shaped objects on the ground next to her and threw them over.

Zhao Rong turned his head to avoid one that hit his head, and quickly caught the other one with his quick eyes and hands.

He lowered his head and looked at the irregular round ball the size of a table tennis ball in his hand, and muttered curiously: "Um, is this called... Buring Bell?"

Dugu Chanyi retreated a distance, gritted her teeth, "You, you, stop talking! What a dirty thing, how could the Ai family know about it! And...I don't want to know at all!"

Zhao Rong glanced at the beautiful widow. Her pretty and blushing face was filled with an inviolable and holy look, and she looked at him and the bell in his hand with disgust and disgust.

The young Confucian scholar twitched the corner of his mouth.

Um, if you tacitly agree and treat it like nothing happened, but it's pointless to keep arguing and being arrogant. It makes it seem like it's my fault. I shouldn't say this in front of you. It seems that I'm afraid of being tainted.

…

Zhao Rong thought for a while, turned around and said seriously:

"I have some doubts."

"What doubts?"

"The empress is rich in wealth, and her food, drink, housing, and transportation are all taken care of by the palace staff, and she is well-served. This old beauty's couch will inevitably be inspected by the divorced daughter in the palace. After all, it is the place where the empress often lies. How could it be returned after inspection?"

Did you miss this secret space?"

Dugu Chanyi was speechless.

Zhao Rong continued to blink and said: "In addition, the location of this beauty's couch... is quite convenient."

He turned his head and looked at the mist-shrouded bathing pool, his face getting weirder.

You still say it's not yours?

"you you……"

It seemed that she had never met a man who discussed this matter with her in such a serious manner as Zhao Rong. Dugu Chanyi was speechless for a moment, her breasts rose and fell violently, and she pointed a slender index finger at him with a look of disbelief on her face:

"You are talking nonsense... As a Confucian scholar, how can you be so shameless!"

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, "What nonsense am I talking about? Before calling me shameless, please don't change the topic and answer the question first."

"How did the Ai family know! How did they know that... they would miss this point? These servants are useless trash and can't do even a small thing well!"

Zhao Rong covered his mouth and coughed: "Actually, I think they are quite considerate and considerate enough to leave out this secret."

The beautiful widow on the ground was stunned and frowned: "What do you mean, you, you mean..."

Zhao Rong nodded, with a little emotion in his tone: "That's right, it's better not to blame them, huh, after all, being a subordinate is quite hard sometimes, and you have to guess the boss's mind about some things."

"What are you guessing about the Aijia's thoughts? This is not the Aijia's. Why guess about the Aijia's thoughts?"

Zhao Rong suddenly squinted his eyes and looked at the delicate body of the woman beneath him.

After taking a bath in the hot spring, she still radiated some kind of charming heat.

Zhao Rong suddenly took a step forward...

…
Chapter completed!