The Cold Queen's Revenge
Dreary Face

"If he had asked His Majesty to marry how?" Michelina pursed her lips.

Emperor Jasper twisted Michelina's body, while the one in the face was throwing her face away. "Hey, why can you talk like that. Even if he asks for me, I won't accept it. To me, my wife is just one second to none."

"Huh, just tell me, it'll be touched like Miss Zoya. I feel sorry for him" Michelina said.

Emperor Jasper chuckled, he hugged Michelina leaning her head against his chest. "I don't believe in your Majesty anymore, just try it later. There'll be a probe."

"Why does the Queen think that way?"

Michelina let go of her embrace. "Because I have felt it, who does not like His Majesty. Even the noble princesses flocked to display their beauty in front of His Majesty. For His Majesty to glance at him."

Emperor Jasper shook his head, "No one will be able to touch me Empress. Let's be an open husband and wife, whatever it is."

Emperor Jasper lifted Michelina's waist, Michelina's legs were coiled around Emperor Jasper's waist and her hands tightly hugged Emperor Jasper's neck. "I love you,"

The sweet and gentle kiss washed the two away, this time Michelina took over. It was ******* that lip greedily, lapping every corner of her lips. Playing in his mouth.

Emm, um,

Emperor Jasper stepped towards the bed without making the two separate the tenderness.

Emperor Jasper undressed the white clothes that were attached to Michelina's body. Kiss the neck and get down to two things.

Emm

"Baginda" said Michelina. His body was heating up, he was lulled and wanted to ask for more.

Emperor Jasper took off his clothes one by one. Until Michelina saw Emperor Jasper's heirloom, her face turned red. He turned his face away.

"Why should I be ashamed? The Empress has already felt it." His whisper in the ear of Empress Michelina. Emperor Jasper resumed his action, he kissed every inch of Michelina's body, gave a trace in every curve of her body, he lifted Michelina's legs to his shoulders, until the time he slowly inserted his navel.

Michelina felt something enter her area, although it hurt a little but she endured it.

Emperor Jasper softly stepped forward, kissed Michelina on the thigh, then sipped on one of the chewy objects.

Michelia sighed, she drifted into the enjoyment of the moment. The head of Emperor Jasper.

That melodious voice further made Emperor Jasper's blood heat up. He moved it quickly. Until the last second, he spits his seed in Michelina's womb and falls beside her.

Emperor Jasper felt his body very tired, he turned his head towards Michelina whose breath was up and down. "Empress."

"I love you" Emperor Jasper kissed Michelina's head. "I want more,"

Michelina looked up, "I want the Empress to do it."

The damage stiffened again, Michelina glanced under the blanket that stood up. His face turned red again, he smiled cunningly.

Michelina uncovers the white blanket, she puts it in slowly and she pushes it forward. Emperor Jasper squeezes his sheets, he prefers this. Her empress could make her fly over the clouds.

Emperor Jasper could not help his voice, he sighed and sighed. The sound of his voice echoed in the room. Both of them are overwhelmed by the pleasure they create.

Next day.

Michelina wakes up in the chest of Emperor Jasper, she recalls what happened last night. But there was something strange, he felt down there still fused. With Michelina slowly releasing it, the liquid came out of his area to his thighs.

"Baginda took it out too much." Michelina.

"Better Empress, I want to have a child with the Empress immediately." Said Emperor Jasper in his hoarse voice. Michelina just shook her head slowly. He thought Emperor Jasper was still sleeping, but the man was awake. He got off his bed, took his clothes on the floor. "I'll have Lucilla prepare warm water for His Majesty."

"Wait for the Empress there is still less," Emperor Jasper said, inching to a seat.

As Michelina approached, Emperor Jasper pulled Michelina's arm and kissed her tiny lips. "Good morning, I love you."

Michelina looked down with teary eyes. In the past he dreamed of it so much, every morning Emperor Jasper would say it, a simple remark. But it gives a million meanings."Is your Majesty not tired of saying that?"

"No, from this moment on it will be your food every day."

Michelina stood up while clucking her waist. "My stomach will not be full, Your Majesty, just because His Majesty says it every day. His words will not be wheat, rice and bread. It would be nice, Your Majesty said it and gave me something that made me full,"

"Alright, I'll say it when we're going to have breakfast and a meal, yes at least that word makes the Empress full."

"Hem," Michelina chuckled then left Emperor Jasper who was also laughing amusedly. For a moment she fell silent, listening to Michelina call Lucilla. His life used to be colorless, he thought loving Michelina was impossible. To her Michelina was just an ordinary woman. But the truth is now that woman is amazing to him.

Both of them are getting ready for breakfast. Michelina went down first, she used a scarf as her neck cover because of the imprint the Emperor gave her. Didn't expect the man to put a trace on his neck so much, what would the person who saw him say. They must be thinking, Emperor Jasper is like a beast in bed.

"Empress," Kellin stood up, he saluted. But there is something odd when Michelina uses a scarf, but now it is not winter. "Is the Empress cold with a scarf?"

Michelina smiled cunningly, she opened her scarf, revealing a trace of Emperor Jasper's possession. "I used a scarf has nothing to do with you, right,"

Michelina pulled her chair, smiling cunningly looking at that gloomy face.