Tang Yin’s Adventure in Another World

Although the palace of Madam Hua Rong is not called gorgeous, but the space is not small, the decoration inside is very simple and looks empty, which is not quite in line with her personality.

After Tang Yin recently, looking inward, through the pearl curtain in the middle, he could vaguely see the condition of the inner room. At this time, Mrs. Huarong was lying on the bed, not wearing the gorgeous palace clothes of weekdays, only wearing a white dress, said to be a dress, in fact, similar to pajamas, thin and fluffy, showing a large white snow Skin.

Beside her, there was a palace lady shaking the fan lightly, the breeze was blowing, Madam Hua Rong's skirt curled up from time to time, and her long, shapely legs were all exposed. Lying on her side, she was noble and lazy, and fatally sexy.

Tang Yin narrowed his eyes, walked to the curtain, didn't enter, bowed and saluted outside, and said, "Madam!"

"What kind of wind blows Lord Tang to me? Come in now!" Madam Hua Rong raised her arm, nodded, and looked at Tang Yin outside the curtain with a smile.

The foreign minister's ability to enter the inner palace is already the limit, and it is too bad manners to enter the concubine's bedroom. Tang Yin didn't know much about the etiquette of the palace, and he didn't care much about it. He listened to Mrs. Huarong's invitation, but he didn't think about it, and raised the curtain and went in.

Mrs. Huarong didn't move and didn't mean to put on her coat when she lay on the bed. She waved to the side maid, and said lazily with a husky voice: "You go out first!"

"Yes! Madam!" The palace girl bowed her head, Shi Wanfu, and retreated.

After the palace maid left, only Tang Yin and Mrs. Huarong remained in the grand palace. The latter looked at Tang Yin in a formal uniform with a smile. Even if she had rich experience, she had to admire Tang Yin was indeed a handsome and attractive man. He has a wicked and ghostly atmosphere that no one else has, which makes people not see his mind. Even if he is close to him, he cannot guess what he is thinking. He is like a fog that cannot be grasped, and may disappear at any time and may appear at any time.

After looking at Tang Yin for a while, Hua Rongfu's talent slowly asked, "What is your Lord to do here? Is it because I accepted the condition I proposed that night?"

Mrs. Huarong's self-confidence is very good for men, but she feels a sense of frustration when she meets Tang Yin. Even now, she looks so attractive, but she sees nothing in Tang Yin's eyes. There are only two explanations. Either he is not a man or his determination is too strong.

She just asked casually, but Tang Yin's answer surprised him. Tang Yin said to Mrs. Shang Huarong's gaze, "I can accept your conditions and let you be my wife, but there is something you must do for me."

"Oh?" I didn't expect that Tang Yin would suddenly promise herself. Madam Hua Rong held her for a long while before returning to God. The joy had just given birth, and it disappeared immediately. The spirit was tense, and she kept calm. "Is there anything else I can do for you, Lord Tang?"

"What you want to do is Mrs. King, so you have to help me become a king first," Tang Yin said slowly and conscientiously.

Mrs. Huarong froze for a moment, then couldn't help giggling, and the flowers that were laughing were trembling. After a while, she took a laugh and said, "Now the army of the Wind Country is in the hands of the adults. If the adults want to be king, it's just a sentence. Where can I need my help?"

Tang Yin narrowed her eyes and said quietly, "Maybe it wasn't needed before, but it's needed now." After a pause, he said positively: "I don't think Madam has heard of it yet, there is a sudden show of female heroes in the city. She is the niece of the first king and the only person who can inherit the throne at the moment. Although I have heavy soldiers in my hand, I am a foreign minister after all and cannot be compared with orthodoxy. "

After hearing this, Madam Hua Rong was shocked, and her body lying on the bed collapsed and sat up directly, muttering, "Women show their spirits? Why have I never heard of such a person. "

Tang Yin was not surprised that she had never heard of Zhan Ling. Although Mrs. Hua Rong was the first concubine of Wang Zhanhua, she was only in her twenties. It is estimated that Zhan Ling had disappeared before she entered the palace. I don't know if there is such a person. Tang Yin recounted Zhan Ling ’s life and then said, “Whether she is an illegitimate daughter or humble background, but after all is Zhan Xiong, now she is the biggest obstacle for me to win the throne. If you want to be my wife, do Mrs. King, you have to help me. "

Mrs. Huarong was shocked, looked at Tang Yin in surprise, and asked, "How do you want me to help you?"

Tang Yin's eyes rolled, and then there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and he said, "Now there are many princely concubines in the palace, and many of them are old ladies. They must know that there is such a person as Zhanling. I've seen her, as long as they can be sure that this exhibition is fake, then everything is simple. "

At this time, Madam Hua Rong finally figured out why Tang Yin suddenly accepted his own conditions. He was not looking after himself, but was trying to persuade the concubines of Zhanhua by himself. Now, she is also thinking about whether to help Tang Yin.

If you do n’t help Tang Yin, Feng Guo ’s new king is likely to be a spirit shower. When a woman becomes a king, she loses her role of staying in Feng Guo. If she does n’t want to go back, she can only help Tang Yin to make him the king.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Huarong smiled and said, "I can do my best to help you, but what if you say nothing after you claim to be the queen and leave me alone?"

Tang Yin's eyes brightened and he grinned. He approached Mrs. Huarong, leaned forward, pressed her directly on the bed, and said with a small smile: "I'm a believer, since I said you would My wife, I can do it. Besides, you are not an unavoidable monster. Why should I regret it? ”During the conversation, he held Madam Huarong's **** with one hand and touched her with one hand. The soft part between the legs.

Mrs. Huarong flushed and pushed Tang Yin hard, but her strength was almost insignificant compared with Tang Yin, who pressed the silk on her body without moving.

In Tang Yin's view, Mrs. Hua Rong was the concubine of Zhan Hua first, and later was condemned by Zhong Tian. It must be a time-honored person. She looks noble, but she is unruly, and she has great rights.

His movements were rough, without the slightest sympathy, and he stretched out his hands and grabbed her chest, easily tearing the thin sandy skirt of her body, exposing the white flower and delicate body.

Madam Hua Rong couldn't help but screamed, and her hand was subconsciously blocking her chest. Seeing her so green response, Tang Yin thought she was deliberately contrived and grinned badly.

Seeing the smirk on his face, Mrs. Hua Rong was immediately teased by Tang Yin and replaced by anger. She thought about it and stretched out.

How fast Tang Yin responded, she was caught by Tang Yin when he was near. He lowered his head and whispered in Mrs. Huarong's ear: "What are you angry at? Don't forget, you will be my wife in the future!"

His words cleared Mrs. Huarong's confused mind, and the anger on her face disappeared instantly, replaced by a seemingly frivolous smile. She said softly and softly: "Isn't it right now, and You are not a king now ... "

With a condensed expression, Tang Yin teased her sensitivity with her fingers and asked, "Do you have the confidence to convince those concubines to help me?"

With his fingers gently twitching and kneading, Mrs. Hua Rong felt that her body was about to catch fire, and it was hot and unbearable. She forced herself to clenched her teeth and did not let herself groan and said with a smile: I'll do my best. I want to use my 'friendship' with those concubines, and they will certainly help me. "

"It's the best!" Tang Yin didn't know that Mrs. Hua Rong had any unusual friendship with the other concubines, but when she saw that she was full of confidence, he finally let go of his heart.

As long as the concubines can determine with one guts that this spirit exhibition is false, then no matter whether she is true or not, there is no way to argue.

Mrs. Hua Rong, who suddenly appeared under Tang Yin, was much more lovely. He completely pulled off the tulle skirt on her, and then began to unbutton her official uniform. Seeing this, Madam Hua Rong immediately became nervous. She pushed Tang Yin vigorously and said, "Now ... it can't be like this ... serious business matters ... I'll go find other husbands ..."

On the surface, she still looked calm and comfortable, but she couldn't hide her inner distress. Tang Yin felt interesting. The more he wanted to tease her, his lips moved down and kissed her smooth neck all the way to her chest. Qing Di said, "You don't need to be in a hurry!"

"If you have been in the palace for a long time ... I'm afraid ... I'm afraid the ministers will be suspicious ..." Ms. Hua Rong breathed and said intermittently ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Tang Yin's heart moved, and she secretly made sense, and she was a foreign minister. The identity is really not suitable for staying in the palace for too long.

Thinking of this, he suddenly supported his body with both arms, stood up from the bed, and looked down at Mrs. Hua Rong, who was ashamed of skin. Not only was she a little bit agitated, but it is undeniable that Mrs. Hua Rong's body was perfect and attractive. I'm afraid no man can stand such a wonderful temptation.

Tang Yin's self-control is amazing. He took a step back, finishing his official uniform, and said quietly, "Please take care of this matter, I'll wait for the good news of my wife outside the palace."

His sudden stop regretted Mrs. Huarong, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She did not cover up any more, stood up generously, and smiled at Tang Yin: "After an hour, I will let the palace girl look for you at the palace gate."

"Okay!" Tang Yin responded and gave a deep glance at Mrs. Huarong, no longer delaying, turning around and striding out. Or, even he is afraid that he will not be able to hold on any longer if he stays