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Chapter 947

Zhaoyang was a little confused. He sat on the bed and pounded his head and thought about it. After finally thinking about it intermittently, she came back last night and seemed to have dreamed again at night, dreaming of Qin Ruliang.

He seemed to have said a lot to him. She thought about it carefully before trying to think about it. He seemed to have explained a lot of previous events to him.

Zhaoyang suddenly fell asleep and woke up all over. You're a fool. Even if she hoped that Qin Ruliang could explain to her, she couldn't say it in such detail in her dream. Could it be that she had already compiled a very complete set of rhetoric in her mind before she had this dream?

What happened later?

Zhaoyang continued to think about it, and then he started to steam, and he felt a little palpitations.

She had a spring dream.

I undoubtedly did things with him in my dream, and it seemed quite intense.

She hadn't had such an experience for half a year, but Qin Ruliang got up like a wolf and a tiger, which made her unable to withstand it.

It was obviously a dream, but Zhaoyang's heart thumped, but her experience at that time was extremely real.

She remembered touching his tight skin, just like the real touch, and his strength was strong, and his slightly sluggish panting was in his ears... She seemed to hear him say that she missed her very much, and she thought about it every night.

Zhaoyang quickly reached out and scratched his head hard, scratching his hair so messy.

I can't continue thinking about it anymore.

She slowly lowered her head and looked at herself, and found that her bedding was neatly dressed, not like a night of crazy appearance, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief again.

Look, it's indeed a dream.

It's all her subjective imagination.

While relaxing, she felt it was incredible, but she didn't expect that she still had such a fanatical evil thought towards Qin Ruliang.

But it is not surprising. After all, he has a good figure and a good face. It is reasonable for her to think about him.

But the only thing that made her wonder was how could her body be so sore and tired when she had a dream?

Could it be that the body itself will react because of the content in the dream?

Zhaoyang asked the maid to come in and change his clothes.

The maid came in and said, "Miss is finally awake."

But when he looked closely, he saw Zhaoyang holding his messy hair, a little dull, "Miss, this is..." Zhaoyang said: "It's okay, I'm sleeping."

The maid looked at her face again and said, "The lady's complexion is worse than before and she is less energetic. Haven't she had enough sleep?"

Zhaoyang's expression was a little complicated: "Maybe he was sleeping lightly and had a dream all night."

The maid said, "I think I drank a little too much last night. I will cook some sobering soup for the lady later."

As she said that, she turned around and went to the closet to get the dress Zhaoyang was going to wear today, and she wondered again, "But isn't it better to fall asleep when you're drunk? Why do you have more dreams?"

When Zhaoyang heard this, he was also puzzled and said, "Maybe the time of wine that I lay down last night woke up again. Later, I tossed and turned for a long time but couldn't fall asleep."

The maid took her dress and hugged her. Zhaoyang was stretching her legs to get out of the outside of the bed. However, she suddenly felt very clearly sore and soft under her body. She didn't even think too much, so she stood up on the upper side. However, her legs were trembling and she almost slipped down without standing firmly. Fortunately, she held the edge of the bed in time.

Seeing this, the maid hurried over to support her and said worriedly: "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Zhaoyang's face turned red and white, and his thoughts changed constantly. Just as she stood there, she felt a hot stream of betting.

After all, she has been a married woman for so long, and she knows so much what's going on.

Her heart was so heavy that she was pounding, but her face quickly calmed down. She sat by the bed with her legs trembling with dignified expression and said, "It's okay, I just slid on it.

I think I'd better take a shower first."

The maid said, "Ah, do you need to take a shower in the morning?"

Zhaoyang: "Yes, Mu in the morning, Mu now."

The maid had to go out and ask someone to fetch water in.

After the bathtub was filled with fragrant soup, the maid originally wanted to serve Zhaoyang to change clothes, but Zhaoyang drove her to the outside room to wait and insisted on taking a bath alone.

When Zhaoyang stood behind the screen and untied his bedding, he saw that there were ambiguous traces under his clothes. Her scalp became numb and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She quickly climbed into the bucket and soaked.

My mind is still very confused.

It’s not a dream, it’s real! What happened last night was real! She actually hangs on the same bed with Qin Ruliang! Wait, hasn’t she seen Qin Ruliang for half a year? She also asked her father, didn’t Qin Ruliang come to Beixia?

Who was the man in her bed last night?

What she saw in her eyes last night was clearly Qin Ruliang's appearance, and she was very familiar with his body, and everything she felt was indeed him.

Could it be that she had drunk too much last night and was always thinking about him, so she treated other men as him?

When Zhaoyang's thoughts were about to turn, he was really a wild horse that could not even control herself.

When Zhaoyang thought about it this way, his face turned pale.

After a long time, she asked the maid in a trembling voice: "You have been vigiling outside last night?"

The maid said, "I have been here all the time."

Zhaoyang said: "You didn't notice anything abnormal?"

The maid said in confusion: "What's wrong with it?

I didn't notice it, I slept well last night."

Zhaoyang was silent for a while, and then asked unwillingly: "Have the guard on duty noticed anything unusual?

For example, who broke in or something?”

The maid said, "No, right.

If so, I will definitely say this morning.

Moreover, this is a palace. In addition to our family guards, there are also the emperor's guards guards. Who dares to trespass?

Miss, what are you asking about this?"

Zhaoyang said: "Nothing."

After saying that, she closed her eyes and sank into the water. She breathed a lot before she came out and wiped the water from her face, panting.

It's over.

She slept with a man of unknown origin last night.

She must have been drunk and mistakenly thought that the dog was killed because of Qin Ruliang.

What should I do now?

She was completely indifferent.

Did God know that she would hesitate, so he was caught off guard and encouraged her?

So that she and Qin Ruliang were completely finished, the kind that didn't even leave any thoughts?

Zhaoyang's eyes were hot, and she raised her hand to touch it, only to find that she was crying.

But she just talked casually in the hall last night. In fact, she didn't want to find another man at all.

Qin Ruliang hasn't slept enough yet, so how could she change it casually?

What to do in the future?

Really can't go back with him again?

At this time, the maid saw that she was soaking, so she went to make her bed.
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