Outside the window, the moon was bright, the stars were sparse, and the trees cast dancing shadows. Inside the palace, the candlelight flickered, casting silhouettes against the paper screens.
Jin Weige slowly slipped off her dress. Her jade-like hands rested on Zhang Chengyan’s body, her breath as fragrant as an orchid. "Your Majesty, I have truly missed you."
Zhang Chengyan felt the heat rising in him and gripped her waist. The next second, however, his hands met layers of soft, flabby flesh. Although she was in better shape than his other concubines, a careful touch still revealed three distinct rolls.
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