Princess Consort Is No Pushover

"Smoke? What kind of cigarette? Do you want to smoke a dry pipe?" Feng Qingyang gave Mo Li a contemptuous look, "A good man doesn't smoke, a good man who doesn't smoke, and he's still here, you want to wake up the prince?"

Mo Li immediately tapped him on the head, "What kind of dry pipe, I mean the kind of smoke that can make people faint."

"Oh, you didn't say it earlier, there are many buddies like this, which type do you want? Pure Mongolian sweat medicine, or the one that can arouse lust?" After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, he took out a large pile of Here comes the medicine pack.

"Using Mongolian sweat medicine won't work, what if the prince gets dizzy and can't do things?" Mo Li said.

"Then don't use the perspiration medicine, use the enchanting fragrance, which has both the function of sweating medicine and the function of fascination." After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, he immediately started to act.

He and Moli covered their mouths and noses with cloths, and began to burn incense.

"My lord, are you inside? The concubine is here." At this time, Nangong Rou's soft and boneless voice came from outside, and the two quickly hid in the bed.

By the moonlight, they saw that Nangong Rou was wearing a white fox fur cloak. As soon as she walked in, she took off her cloak, revealing the tender pink sheer gauze inside. The two immediately closed their eyes .

See no evil.

"My lord, Rou'er is here." Nangong Rou walked in and found that the hall was not lit. She immediately wanted to find a candle to light the lamp, but she couldn't find it after searching for a while.

At this time, she smelled a strong fragrance, and she immediately took a deep breath in enjoyment.

The prince was so kind to her, and even lit aphrodisiac incense.

"Are you here? Come here." Chu Xuanchen threw himself on the bed, in a daze, when he heard a human voice, he thought it was Yun Ruoyue who had come, so he groaned lazily.

"My lord, you're already waiting for me on the bed? Why don't you light a candle?" Nangong Rou took off her shoes and climbed onto Chu Xuanchen's bed after finishing speaking.

As soon as she climbed onto the bed, she smelled a strong smell of alcohol, which came from Chu Xuanchen.

Only then did she realize that he was so drunk that he was in a trance.

In this way, how can we consummate the house?

"Light some candles, I want to sleep, sleep..." Chu Xuanchen was drunk now, and after finishing speaking, he suddenly turned over and fell asleep.

Seeing this, Nangong Rou immediately looked at him in disbelief. Tonight was obviously their consummation night. For consummation, she had prepared for a long time just for bathing and incense, but when she was clean, she ran over, He was actually drunk and still sleeping?

Did he mean it?

"My lord, how can you sleep? You forgot what day it is tonight?" Nangongrou said this, suddenly feeling a little dizzy.

Then, she became more and more dizzy, dizzy and dizzy, and she almost couldn't sit still on the bed.

At this moment, Mo Li had already flashed out from under the bed, slashing her head with a hand knife, she immediately let out an "ah" and lost consciousness.

"You knocked her out?" Feng Qingyang looked at Moli.

Mo Li said: "She is chattering here, if she doesn't faint, it will be dawn. Quick, start to act."

After finishing speaking, he picked up Nangong Rou and walked out of the hall.

The guards who were originally guarding outside the main hall were sent away by them long ago, so it is very convenient for them to do things now.

After Mo Li carried Nangongrou out, he kicked open the door of the side hall next to him, and carried her in.

Then, he put her on the bed in the side hall, quickly closed the door and left.

"Now, are you going to chop the princess?" Feng Yang gently waved the folding fan.

"What is splitting the princess? Can the princess be hacked? The concubine needs to be drugged, sweat medicine, and it is best to make her unconscious. I don't know that she has been stolen by us." This matter, except for the three of them , to the point where no one knows.