The Evil Uncle Is Too Clingy

"Well, bad brother, I can't stand it anymore..." On a quiet night, in the palace maid's residence in the royal inner courtyard, there were lewd sounds and chatter in a room. The voice of the woman who screamed was already very low, but still low. She was sleeping in a room with two beds facing each other. It's hard not to hear it. Here we go again. Xie Qinghuan frowned in disgust. But he didn't move until the little eunuch who came to meet him finished his work and sneaked out again. The eldest palace maid Peony, who was opposite the bed, rested for a while, then got out of bed and walked towards Xie Qinghuan. Xie Qinghuan breathed evenly, closed her eyes and remained motionless. Mudan pushed tentatively, "Qing Huan?"...