Chapter 250: The Puppet

"Yes!" the voice was shallow, crisp as melting ice. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The answer to the emperor was not a man with a jade face and a high scarf hat, but the woman who had been standing behind the man, with only a plain ribbon tied her hair.

As soon as the wind blew, the woman's long inky hair was lifted from the forehead, and her delicate side face and small chin amazed the emperor's eyes.

"Raise your head!" The majestic voice was unquestionable, and the coercion accumulated by the Son of Heaven and the nobility of the imperial power were clearly visible and vividly on the high chariot.

The woman's eyebrows moved lightly, her red lips were delicate like a peony blooming in the morning mist, the charm of Danfeng's eyes and the coldness between her forehead complemented each other, her posture was beautiful, her skin was like clotted fat, and the cold temperament on her body was indifferent and cold, and she was as far away as the twilight snow of a thousand mountains, and the mist of thousands of miles.

The emperor's narrow eyes were slightly closed, the momentum around him was domineering, and the imperial power was coercive, and under the vast blue sky, the winding and long car was completely covered.

"What are you presenting?"

"Puppet!"

The woman's voice was clear, and the sound of the hunting wind seemed to echo her words. The wide sleeves fluttered in the wind, and her slender and thin figure was fragile and easy to break, as if she was going to go with the wind at any time.

The woman's delicate and white wrists were lightly raised, her hands folded, and her shallow tone was drowned in the wind, while the man with a face like jade danced with the wind, his posture was elegant, like a living person.

"This ......" The emperor's eyes slowly opened, and the face of the perennial Jiwei shattered with a trace of disbelief.

"Your Majesty!" the coquettish voice came from far and near, the delicate figure was weak and boneless, and the thin waist of the water snake leaned gently and softly at the moment of approaching the emperor, the hibiscus face, the crescent moon eyebrows, and the beauty of spring water, "This burly puppet looks like a living person, it is really an eye-opener." ”

The emperor's majestic face brought out a smile, and his wide and thick palm stroked the waist of the willow, as if he had inadvertently slid down. And where he looked, it was not a burly man, but a plain woman who had been standing with her eyes down, like the mist of distant mountains.

"Your Majesty!" the coquettish voice made several turns, and the charming and coquettish attitude made the emperor withdraw his gaze.

The emperor's long narrow eyes swept over Hibiscus's face, and then turned around and fell on the man with a face like a crown of jade.

"Do you like the concubine?" the emperor's majestic voice was deep and cold.

Fleur's smile did not decrease, and her delicate red lips opened lightly, "Like is like, that is, this burly puppet is not like a puppet, but like a living person." With the side of the attendant, it is inevitable to fall frivolous. ”

The emperor's eyes were lightly raised, and the wide black woven gold dark pattern painted a graceful and noble atmosphere, "The widow will dismantle it to solve the concubine's doubts." ”

This pampering love dotes on grace and hibiscus face, but the emperor's eyes are always in one place.

Then a mermaid rushed in, intending to dismantle this man, who was called a puppet, but who was like a living man in every word and deed.

The woman who had been standing with her eyes lowered finally raised her head, her eyebrows were faint, her delicate hands were lightly raised, and a monosyllable passed, as if the tireless puppet finally stopped her movements and stood quietly aside.

Clothes and ornaments fall off, and the puppets are made of various raw materials such as wood, glue, lacquer, hair, black and white, and danqing, and have all kinds of external and internal organs.

The emperor's eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze finally fell on the slender hands, and after a moment, the emperor finally let out a happy laugh, "This woman's skill is comparable to that of natural creation. ”

The attendants instantly knelt down and stood in front of the emperor's chariot.

"Your Majesty, do you still want to give this burly son to others?" The coquettish voice sounded softly, and the weak and boneless slender hand stroked the shirt of the God King, the body was petite, and the whole person was weak like a willow supporting the wind, leaning on the emperor's side.

"Naturally, the puppet will be yours in the future. The emperor's palm was withdrawn, and his tone was cold.

Fleur smiled, panicked on her face, gorgeously dressed on the ground, her weak and boneless figure instantly stood up straight, and then knelt down straight.

Seeing this, the attendants lowered their backs, got into the chariot, and helped the kneeling, pale-faced woman down.

Hibiscus turned into a white peony, but that delicate was still difficult to hide, she never made a sound, and only let the attendants drag her away.

Before the emperor, he was the most taboo to make inches, and he was also the most jealous of being pampered and arrogant.

The north wind whistled down, and the woman who had been standing silently, the plain ribbon danced with the wind, and her long hair poured down in an instant, and in the hunting north wind, she half-covered and half-covered her delicate face like a plain peony.

Gorgeous, coquettish, stubborn, standing in the wind.

As soon as the emperor's noble body moved, there were attendants who rushed up to his side to prevent accidents.

"Wait for you to stand down!" The majestic voice was suppressed, and all the attendants stopped, but they no longer dared to take half a step forward.

The black robe with dark patterns of gold stopped in front of the woman's side, and the powerful aura slowly approached, and the woman did not move for a minute.

The emperor reached out with his fingers, stroked the woman's delicate chin with both hands, and gently lifted it up. The woman's eyes are bright and clear like autumn water, and the wet eyes imply endless poetry.

The emperor was overjoyed, his eyes swept over the burly puppet with a jade-like face, and praised loudly: "Wonderful! wonderful!"

The woman's lips pursed lightly, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were slow, she crossed the emperor's shoulder, and fell on the endless river.

The hibiscus tent fell again, the spring was brilliant around the car, the north wind hunted, the blue sky was like washing, and there were no clouds.

The puppet with a jade face was carried by the attendants to another chariot, and naturally no one noticed that the person made of wood quietly raised his head.

As far as the eye could see, there was the tallest chariot in the procession of thousands of people covered by ornate curtains. Golems have no emotions of their own, they are all playthings created by their owners on a whim or painstaking part.

For amusement, for enjoyment, and for other purposes, not to be known to the public.

But so what? From beginning to end, they are just passers-by who are not human, living in the long river of history. They don't have names, and the only name they have is a puppet.

Puppets, puppets, they weren't supposed to have emotions of their own. From beginning to end, they are just tools under the hands of their masters.

The hibiscus tent warms up for the spring night, and in the airtight curtain, some stories are beginning and others are ending.

As for the burly puppet, no one cared. Its fate is to be discarded at will after it has consumed its mission as a tool.

Fall in a dusty warehouse, unless someone remembers its dancing on a whim, and moves it back under the blue sky.

But no one cares about it, and in this vast, gorgeous and wealthy palace, there is a new favorite with beautiful eyebrows.

In this palace, there is no shortage of beautiful women, who are born to be emperors and die to be emperors.

There are no exceptions, no one is immune, and no one is different.

A cicada said

The story has been adapted on the basis of the legend, please don't find fault with anything wrong.