111 The flesh is strong
After making such an oolong, Yao Yulian took a closer look at the master's expression, although she was in a trance, but the beauty came out of the bath, which was really the aura of heaven and earth, and her mind was clear...... With a flash of inspiration, he attached it to Ling Xuan's ear and said, "Niangniang, it's better to go and ask His Highness for guilt." ”
Cheng Miao'er heard it and came up to persuade her: "Concubine Tucai has gone back to the prince, why don't you wait for the prince's instructions to meet the palace rules." ”
Ling Makeup was already in a mess, and she didn't want to see the prince at all, so it was easy to wait for the little palace maid to send a riding belt and clean it up, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
Tu Pearl also came back, bowed his head and replied: "His Royal Highness said that he wanted to see Niangniang, and ordered Wang Dianfeng to come and lead the way." ”
Ling Xiang didn't expect him to see each other, and there was a hint of joy in his heart that he couldn't even detect.
The palace ladies worked harder to dry their master's hair, and it took a long time to get it half dry, and they barely used a long pink jade peach blossom hairpin to catch it, and they took a photo in the mirror, and praised it one after another.
The deep clothes were wrapped in a big coat, the palace maids lit up the front and back, and Ling Makeup stepped on a corridor with the support of Cheng Miaoer and Tu Zhuzhu, and the surroundings were quiet and peaceful, and it seemed that every step he took, he could clearly hear his heartbeat.
Wang Bao bowed in front of him and led: "Niangniang, this road leads directly to His Royal Highness's bedroom, and on weekdays, only the prince can walk." ”
Clever words are naturally understood in the ears of smart people, but Ling Makeup felt that his cheeks were hot, and he bowed his head slightly.
Yin palace rules, the emperor summons the bed, it is easy not to go to the palace of the concubines, that is, the queen is called, and most of them are sent by the eunuch torch, and they can't sleep together until dawn, and they also walk in the corridor outside the palace.
The breeze blew through the hall, and Ling Xiang's mind was extremely sober. She wanted to tell the prince about her unbearable past. If you can't be in this high position, someone will be slandered in the future, at least you can be safe. But if the prince is abandoned because of this, it is better to beg to go......
The long corridor came to an end in an instant, and Gong E lightly removed her master's clothes, and the dark red carved door closed gently from behind her, and the interior light was soft.
The crown prince stands in the center of the Sihe Ruyi Tianhua brocade carpet, with black eyebrows flying obliquely, and the snow-white middle single. The semi-open collar exposes the pectoral muscles full of strength.
There is a unique beauty that is gorgeous to the extreme, and words such as Yushu Linfeng and Fengshen Junxiu cannot describe his charm and bearing at all. Everything around is inlaid with gold and jade: caissons, lamps, incense burners, gold wire tents, beaded curtains...... They have all become a foil to nothingness. It was so beautiful that it was even evil, like a seductive demon, and with just one glance, Ling Makeup fell into chaos.
No matter how many times you have been wary of yourself before. How many mental defenses are built. After seeing him, it was instantly declared invalid.
Rong Xijue looked at the woman who was walking slowly for a moment, opened her arms, and looked extremely calm and determined, but her heart was like a drum.
When the lights flickered, he stood like a god, looking up to the heavens and the earth, and his chest seemed to be able to accommodate rivers and rivers. Engage people.
Ling Xiang was like thunder, as if a huge electric current hit his heart. All the reserves, all the etiquette, all the previous calculations, the moment he opened his arms and waited, all turned into powder, and he involuntarily walked forward, his steps gradually brisk, until he turned into a forest swallow and flew into the warm nest.
Wrapping around his thin waist and pressing his face against his solid chest, a wave of unwarranted peace of mind and comfort wrapped around her body, almost suffocating her.
Hugging her into his arms, Rong Xijue's nose was instantly filled with a spicy fragrance, like the laurel in the wind, like the breeze after the new rain in the empty mountain, and like the apricot blossoms sent from the spring fence, which easily stimulated his natural **.
I have never been so close to a woman, and I instinctively grabbed her waist with one hand, held her face with the other, and subconsciously lowered my head.
After a light touch, both of them were instantly paralyzed into their hearts like electric shocks, and they were already very long entangled.
His lips were slightly dry from tension, but after absorbing her fragrance, he was out of control, and he exuded endless heat from the tossing and turning.
After a long time, the two of them retreated a little, Ling Makeup was already flushed and panting, Rong Xijue held her face, lowered her head and pressed her forehead against her, the straight bridge of her nose could touch the tip of her nose from time to time.
It was a novel experience, breathing and intertwining with each other, and nameless joy welled up from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't know how to continue, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
Inhaling some fresh air, Ling Makeup came back to her senses a little, and the shock that this kiss brought to her was also indescribable in words.
She was a person who had come before, but she had never felt that the kiss could have such a great magic, and she couldn't even remember what she was doing, only that the world was spinning, and her body seemed to be in the middle of a hundred flowers, and colorful butterflies were flying everywhere.
His eyes were even more confused in the dim light, but there was an indescribable ecstasy that came out of them, infecting her in front of him.
Ling Xiang was a little confused, but she felt that the young man in front of her smiled, lowered his head and raised his head, all of which could hook her soul, making her completely unable to think.
How can there be such a man in the world, when I saw him before, because he was too slender and straight, he would always feel a little thin, but now as soon as he showed his muscles, the strong physique rarely seen among Han men was enough to make people red-faced, and his thoughts were completely in a state of distraction and unrestrained.
How can a person be so wicked?
Just as she was staring at her in a daze, he was already half-hugging her and half-hugging her to go inside.
Ling Xiang was startled and hurriedly reminded: "Your Highness, I ...... I can't ...... today."
He showed a smile that made her even more ashamed: "If you are dressed so thinly, you will catch a cold if you go to the enclosure again." ”
Ling Xiang was suddenly ashamed of himself, and was hugged forward by him, and when he saw the big bed covered with an off-white velvet blanket, he couldn't help but shrink: "This is His Highness's living room......
Rong Xijue said categorically: "As far as I know, if you don't call to bed on the day of canonization, it will not be good for you." ”
Ling Makeup's face was almost white with fright, his mind was buzzing, and he was somehow placed on the bed, hearing the sound of him undressing behind him, and wanted to retreat inside, but his hands and feet were weak and he didn't obey the call.
Rong Xijue slid into the quilt and gently hugged her.
The tentacles were soft, and suddenly the blood in his whole body rushed to his head, and he immediately moved away like an electric shock, straightening his body and not moving.
Ling Jiao only felt that his heart was beating like thunder, as if he would pounce out of the cavity at any time in the next moment, his mouth and tongue were dry, and his teeth could hardly stop bumping.
I don't know how long it took, but the expected situation did not happen, and both of them remained in a stiff position.
When she finally realized that he wasn't doing anything, she let out a breath from her chest.
He is a young man with strong blood, and his previous intentions are obvious, but he can be so considerate and consider her in every way, and gradually feel a sense of makeup in his heart.
She was thinking wildly, but Rong Xijue's heart was also thundering, and her brain was in chaos.
He was still a little unsure of what to do when he canonized the eagle, and when he saw her carrying her skirt from the square in front of the temple like a flowing cloud blown by the wind, he had already decided to turn her into his own woman. (To be continued.) )
PS: First of all, thank you for the autumn color, every day a cake smashed over, I was embarrassed to go out to play, yesterday and today at home rushed more than 10,000 words. Special thanks to Yexi YY, Qing Ye You, Blue Girl, Goodlovel, Yiran 520 and Cai Jie Lingxian. The Chinese New Year is still here to support me, so warm.