Overcome by desire, Concubine Keshun melted like wet clay against him, no trace of the dignified royal concubine of Beirong remaining.
Seeing the woman in front of him, a certain desires stirred within Keshun Sanfeng.
He lifted Concubine Keshun horizontally in his arms and walked toward the large bed in the inner chamber. "After the fifteenth, we'll leave."
Concubine Keshun's face broke into a small smile and she keep clinging tightly to the man that was holding her.
The fifteenth was still some time away and in the meantime, there were many things they could do.
The candlelight flickered and the red silk curtains warmed the room.
Keshun Sanfeng pressed forward impatiently.
The emperor's favored concubine was not someone just anyone could lie with and he had sacrificed far too much for this woman.
Thinking of this, the movements beneath him quickened slightly.
