"Qing'e..." glanced at the vermilion gate, the beautiful woman immediately shed a tear, she wrung her hands and murmured: "Isn't he going out of the house today? Why hasn't he come out until now..."

"You're... Lord Qing'e?"

Shen Huanbi exclaimed, her palm loosened, and the Supa holding in her palm flew out in the wind...

"Are you here to find my brother?" staring at her eyes, Shen Huanbi asked tentatively.

Qing'e froze for a moment.

Glancing at Shen Huanbi, who had a kind face, Fang bowed his head slightly, covered his face with thin hands, and suddenly cried quietly....

Looking at Qing'e, who was very sad and aggrieved, Shen Huanbi was secretly melancholy, she liked a man who didn't like her, and only she could understand the pain in her heart!

Taking the handkerchief picked up by the little maid, Shen Huanbi ordered the little maid to take out a fox fur fur and drape it on Qing'e's trembling thin shoulders from the small brocade bag she was carrying: "It's windy here, let's go to the carriage and talk!"

After getting into the carriage, the two talked for a while.

The night was like ink, and the cold wind blew through the curtain of the carriage wantonly, making the sound of a rope.

"Since you like my brother so much, I will help you. Shen Huanbi smiled lightly and squeezed her eyebrows, and casually took out a warm woman from under the big pillow on the carriage and handed it to Qing'e: "By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Huanbi, I was born in February of the year of Gengzi, I don't know what year the county lord of Qing'e is?"

"I am also the year of Gengzi, born in October" Qing'e tilted her head and coughed lightly, and a shallow smile overflowed to the tip of her eyebrows.

She is not an arrogant person, but she has been locked in the deep boudoir for many years, and she has no close friends around her, so her temperament will inevitably become arrogant.

Seeing that Qing'e's face stretched a lot, Shen Huanbi took her hand and said with a smile: "If the county lord of Qing'e doesn't dislike it, we will be called sisters in the future, so that you will have one more person to talk to, what about the second..."

Hearing this, Qing'e was overjoyed.

This Shen Huanbi's words went to her heart.

Qing'e pouted her head with clear watery eyes.

"Thank you, Sister Huanbi. ”

Qing'e hurriedly stood up and bowed slightly to Shen Huanbi, remembering that she could often see the breezy and moon-like man in the future, Qing'e unconsciously blushed, and her cheeks seemed to be dyed with a glow.

Shen Huanbi smiled and patted Qing'e to help her sit down, "Sister Qing'e doesn't need to be polite! It's just that it's getting late today, and my sister is out of the mansion by herself, presumably the Annan Palace's mansion is already making a lot of trouble at the moment!

Qing'e pulled her sleeves and nodded.

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Otsuka Zaifu

Stepping on the twilight, a pair of wall people quietly turned into the north gate of the mansion, reflecting the dim yellow mottled palace lamps under the eaves, the two stood facing each other, and the scene of entanglement made the little finches perched on the treetops hooked.

"Xi'er..." Dou Xiaoyang pulled the girl's slender arm, suddenly clasped her delicate body, and whispered with his cyan chin against her jade-colored sideburns: "I really can't bear to let you go!"

The moon shadow is hazy, the twilight is like a vast, and the breeze slowly invades the silk.

Fu Li Luo lowered his eyes and took out a sachet with gold thread from his wrist and stuffed it into his thick palm, pouting his cherry lips: "Give you a birthday gift, I don't know if you like it or not..."

This pear flower sachet was embroidered by her own hands with some painstaking efforts, in addition to the fragrant and elegant pear petals, there are also gardenias and licorice that soothe the mind, just such a small sachet, but it boiled her eyes.

"Like. Dou Xiaoyang clenched the sachet in his palm, suddenly rubbed her thin waist tightly, and whispered softly with the tips of her pearl-like ears with his lips: "As long as it is made by Xi'er, I like it, I like it tightly!"

Fu Liluo was shocked.

raised his hand and was about to push him, but he found that there was a burst of hot gasping at the neck of the snow, and her skin hurt, Fu Liluo was suddenly ashamed of peach blossoms, but he didn't dare to move again.

"Dou Xiaoyang, you... Don't mess around!" She exhaled in a trembling voice, her voice was soft as if she was about to squeeze out the water, and before she could stand firmly, she felt that her body was swinging, and the shocking man had already picked her up, and in a whirlwind, her delicate body had been attached to the corner of the gray wall, and the half-human-high reed swing was drowning the two figures.

He stretched out his hand to cover her delicate face, from the delicate eyebrows to the moist jaw, she was about to open her lips, but he suddenly took two pink lips, and her ten fingers were tightly clasped, his movements became more and more domineering, staring at the polish between her eyebrows, he looked obsessed with her lips and biting, the numb pain made her feel no, self-forbidden, he chuckled and wrapped his tongue around her wet and slippery tongue, and a pair of big palms carefully touched the mountain lan that stood in front of her chest.....

It's plump and creamy.

"No..."

Fu Liluo's eyes widened, a pair of misty eyes seemed to be fascinated by a layer of water vapor, she shrank and writhed uneasily, shaking her head to avoid his hot chase: "Don't..."

Dou Xiaoyang's expression was confused, and he half hugged Fu Li Luo's weak body and licked and kissed: "Xi'er.... Xi'er...."

The breeze blew, and the reeds floated and fluttered.

The front of the chest was suddenly slightly cold, the large patches of snow and skin were blue and purple, mottled, and a tingling pain hit the place, Fu Liluo suddenly opened a pair of clear eyes, and hurriedly reached out to push the head in front of the chest, she bit her lip angrily and choked: "You... I'm so light!"

The back of his hand was burned with hot tears, Dou Xiaoyang looked stunned, raised his scarlet eyes and gasped: "Xi'er... I'm sorry! I'm not good! I can't control my urgency!"

Pulling up the loose placket for her in a panic, Dou Xiaoyang didn't look away from looking at the redness, marks, and spots on her delicate and delicate snow skin, he was annoyed in his heart! He, who has always been calm and self-controlled, why is he so out of control in front of her!

After living for more than 30 years, he has never been close to women, and he has never even had a room, a waiter, or a concubine in the house!

Dou Xiaoyang secretly smiled bitterly in his heart....

Wiping the tears from her face with his coarse fingertips, he whispered with pity: "Xi'er, I was presumptuous!

The tip of Fu Liluo's nose was a little sour, he tied his shirt with a pale face, stood up straight with his hands trembling, but said with a different face: "I'm in!"

"As soon as the Battle of Beizhou is over, I will ask for a decree to marry you. Dou Xiaoyang hurriedly moved over her body, and raised his eyes to see her red, swollen, and unbearable pink lips: "Xi'er, you have to believe me! I only want to marry you in this life." ”

His moist face seemed to pluck Qinghui, his eyes followed her eyes with burning eyes, and as soon as he pulled his arms, he hugged her tightly: "Wait for me for half a year at most, and then we will never be separated again, okay?"

Fu Liluo raised his beautiful little face and looked into his bottomless eyes, and his face was covered with melancholy: "You must come back safe and sound...."

"It's a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, even if I climb, I will crawl back!" picked up her delicate, tender, and white hand and put it to her mouth and kissed it lightly, Dou Xiaoyang's dark eyes were like a clear sky.

She pears are shallow.

The two looked back and forth at each other several times before she hurriedly flashed in through the small Zhu Gate on the side of the big acacia on the left side of the gray wall....

Dou Xiaoyang stared at the dark phoenix eyes, and looked at Xiao Zhumen steadily, until the sound of the quiet footsteps there was silent, and he turned around and walked in the direction of the plum garden opposite.....

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Yat Wind

Under the courtyard walls

The girl took advantage of the night to return, her palms holding white silk, and the white porcelain-like forehead slightly oozing a lot of thin sweat.

Raising her eyes to look at the pothos hanging on the red wall, a sweet smile rippled at the corner of her lips...

It's like molasses.

"Miss, you're back!" Manluo stepped forward to hold Fu Liluo's snow arm, threw away the dogtail grass in her palm, and raised her eyes to look at the red marks on her face: "Miss is uncomfortable?

Fu Liluo only felt that his face was hot, and he coughed dryly twice, and then glanced at the mandila: "It's okay! Maybe it's warm, and it's hot to walk..."

The cranberry scratched her cheeks suspiciously, and only followed the stroll into the inner room.

"Miss Zhu is here today...."Manluo held water to clean her hands, and couldn't help frowning: "She saw that Miss was not there, so she left a letter!"

"Miss Zhu... But the Zhu Shaoqing who came last time?" Fu Liluo was stunned, and hurriedly flashed to the hexagonal screen to change clothes, as soon as he lifted his coat, Manluo crashed in, Fu Liluo hurriedly turned his back and scolded: "Get out!"

Her chest was full of the marks left by the man, and if she was seen, her face would be untouched, and her onion fingers tightly bound the hidden button in front of the placket, and a head of satin-like green silk was all covered around her neck, and most of the fine and dense red marks on the snow and neck were hidden.

Manluo walked out very aggrieved, she flattened and said softly: "The slave maid wants to present the letter to you, Miss..."

"You put it on the table!"

Listening to the servant's aggrieved tone, Fu Liluo also softened her heart for a while, and she raised her lips softly: "Let Mama Hong fetch a bucket of hot water for me, I want to take a bath." Raising her wrist and pulling up the muslin curtain on the hexagonal screen, Fu Liluo opened her autumn eyes and looked carefully at the delicate body in the brass mirror, the bruised and purple kiss marks extended along her white neck to the snow peak in front of her chest, secretly frowning, and the tips of her jade-like ears were red.

The mangrove went out.

Listening to the footsteps and walking away, Fu Li Luo Fang wrapped his clothes, picked up the light purple rice paper on the incense table to check, stared at Jun Xiu's small block handwriting, Fu Li Luo's white eyebrows gradually turned black and blue.