The deep palace is lonely, and there is a lamp of ambergris in the dormitory.

Zhou Yanqing half-hugged 'Liang Wenxi', she wanted to ask how cute it was today.

Q is a single-celled organism that can be called bold, always seems to be straightforward, and is good when shy. But today he looks shy, and he doesn't dare to look at her with his chin buried in his chin.

"Ask, look up. ”

Ji Feixiu's heart trembled, and when he looked up, he saw that his dark and dark eyes were misty, as if he was choking with some water vapor.

Zhou Yanqing was a little stunned: "What's wrong?"

She rubbed the corners of his eyes, leaned closer and asked with concern, "Is there anything wrong with it?"

Ji Feixiu pursed his lips. He had long known that Emperor Yongyin's attitude towards Liang Wenxi was very gentle, but when he had not experienced it himself, he could only rely on imagination. But now that I looked at the emperor's eyes, I realized that the emperor could be so patient and tolerant, as if he had converged all the edges and corners and poured out all his softness.

He became more and more aggrieved: "I ...... My heart hurts. ”

Zhou Yanqing frowned, "Lin ......" She just wanted to call Lin Wenzhou Xuan Imperial Doctor, but he suddenly grabbed her wrist and looked at her earnestly.

"Can you rub it for me?"

Zhou Yanqing wanted to ask a little strange today, "Really don't want to be too doctoral?"

Ji Feixiu was thinking, if it was Liang Wenxi's own deity, what kind of behavior would he make at this time? He pretended to be naïve, pouted, and imitated Liang Wenxi's appearance to the emperor to be coquettish: "Ask if your heart hurts, you want to rub it fragrantly." ”

She laughed, "Is it really painful or fake?"

He pursed his lips, thought for a moment and replied: "Fake, want to touch Xiangxiang." ”

Zhou Yanqing smiled, her hand was on his chest, and there was a softness that was not for a moment. But Ji Feixiu was even more sour.

It turned out that Emperor Yongyin really responded to Liang Wenxi. Think about it again, when Emperor Yongyin faced himself, he was indifferent, joking, and at ease, but he couldn't see affection, and he never had tenderness.

His heart became more and more uncomfortable. Some things are better when you don't care about them, but once you think about them, you find that they really can't be compared, otherwise people will die more than others, and goods will have to be thrown away......

Zhou Yanqing saw that he was quieter than before, and couldn't help but be a little worried, and always felt that he didn't seem to be very happy. She leaned over him and kissed him lightly on the forehead, his long, thick, curly eyelashes quivering lovely.

Zhou Yanqing smiled: "What's wrong with you? Didn't you feel fine just now, why are you suddenly so depressed?"

As long as it is about Liang Wenxi, she takes it to heart and is very sensitive, even if it is just a subtle emotional change, she can be captured.

Ji Feixiu clenched his palm, suddenly grabbed the emperor's shoulder, aimed at her lips, and crushed her lips as if he was gritting his teeth.

She was pressed against the dragon bed by him, and her gorgeous hair spread out, beautiful like a fairy. I vaguely felt that his kiss today was a little strange, it seemed to be wilder than usual, and it seemed to be hoarding a sulk, as if he was eager to vent it.

Her white arms wrapped around his neck and accepted his kiss, which was very lingering and compassionate.

This is not the first time Ji Feixiu has kissed her, and she has kissed her a few times before, but she never cooperated with his initiative. But today, the cat with fangs and claws seemed to have put away its fangs and claws, and she responded gently and enthusiastically.

After waiting for a long time, he was out of breath, staring at her eyes like silk, and suddenly pressed against her, burying his face in her neck.