Chapter 87 Let Her Do What She Wants
The temperature in the gauze tent suddenly rose, and the two people's rapid and disordered breathing and heartbeats intertwined.
The man's shirt was slightly open, his muscles were strong and bulging, his lines were deep and sharp, like steel.
A strong and vigorous feeling of power came over him, and Yang Manyan couldn't take his eyes off it, so he reached out and touched it and poked it.
The emperor's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was thick and suppressed, "Do you like it?"
He had deliberately unbuttoned his clothes before getting on the bed.
Knowing that she liked his muscular body, he deliberately increased the intensity of his daily martial arts training just to maintain his strong physique.
"I like it..." Yang Manyan sighed softly.
She tried to use her fingers to outline the contours of the man's firm chest muscles, and then moved down little by little, caressing each of his powerful abdominal muscles.
It was the first time for her to explore and caress a man's strong body so unscrupulously.
Perhaps it was because they had quarreled and reconciled the day before, and also because they had opened up to each other before going to bed just now, Yang Manyan was not as reserved as usual in front of him.
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East Palace, Fu'an Hall.
On the rosewood bed by the window, Su Qinglan was sitting with one hand supporting her chin, her hair tied up in a low bun, her face lightly made up, and her eyebrows and eyes delicate.
She looked out through the half-open window, and all that came into view were red buildings and palaces of varying heights, and the faint sound of palace servants' footsteps.
She was born in the vast Nanyuan, where she was free and unrestrained. But when she suddenly came to the majestic and solemn imperial palace in the capital, she did not seem as happy as she had imagined.
Her personal maid Yunxiang saw that she looked listless, so she asked in a low voice: "Miss, are you feeling unwell?"
"No." Su Qinglan shook her head. She just felt something was wrong.
A few days ago, the emperor said that he would keep an eye out for a suitable candidate to arrange a marriage for her, and then he brought her into the palace and let her choose her own husband.
Her father's official rank was not low, but she was just a court lady. Why did the emperor treat her so well?
In the past, the palace sent her gifts every now and then, and she thought that the emperor had taken a liking to her...
Just when she was puzzled, Tong Lin, the chief eunuch beside the prince, came personally to summon her to the front hall.
Su Qinglan was confused again, but had no choice but to follow.
As she entered the hall, she lowered her head slightly, not daring to look around, and only politely saluted to the people in the hall.
"Your humble servant pays respects to Her Majesty the Queen Mother, Her Majesty the Consort Shu, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
"Quickly excuse yourself from the formalities." Queen Mother Jiang smiled and waved at her, "Come forward and let me have a look."
Su Qinglan's heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously looked at the tall and handsome man standing with his hands behind his back not far away.
Xiao Yan nodded slightly at her without changing his expression.
Su Qinglan finally felt relieved, lowered her head and walked slowly up to Queen Mother Jiang.
Their brief interaction had a different meaning in the eyes of Queen Mother Jiang and Concubine Wei.
Concubine Wei Shu was just about to take a closer look at her son's new favorite, but after seeing the other person's appearance clearly, she was slightly stunned.
It was because the appearance of the woman in front of her was quite different from what she had expected.
The woman was wearing a Xiang-colored double-breasted skirt with a branch pattern. She had black hair half tied up, a slender figure, and an appearance that could only be considered pretty.
Queen Mother Jiang did the same, and the smile on her lips froze.
She originally thought that the prince would be able to bring Su back to the palace from Nanyuan. Even if her appearance was not better than Yang Shangyi, she would at least be on par with Yang Shangyi.
I didn't expect that she was just a plain-looking girl, not even close to Yang...
Anyway, at least it’s a good start.
The Crown Prince had repeatedly stated that he would never have another concubine in his life and would rather adopt a heir from the royal family than take a concubine. But now, not long after, he has brought a new person into the Eastern Palace?
Queen Mother Jiang raised the corners of her lips and asked with a kind smile: "Which family are you from? What's your name?"
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