The Cruel Queen's Enchanting Male Concubine

Narrow carriage. The light is dim. "I, I don't dare, she is Her Majesty the Queen!" The suppressed voice was hesitant and fearful. "You are timid and fearful, and you are not successful enough! Let the miscellaneous family do it!" Another voice scolded, reaching out a fat hand to neatly pull open the woman's collar with exquisite embroidery patterns. The smooth voice was full of extreme excitement. In the dim, the fat and oily face was covered with a lewd smile, "Look at this skin, which is a bit whiter and tenderer than tofu... It's just a little too fat...