In the Seven Princes' Mansion, Sima Yan looked at the kneeling people with a gloomy face. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

originally thought that according to the bitter drama of the Ministry of Works, he could make some gains.

I didn't want to hurt the enemy by a thousand, and I lost myself by 800.

"A bunch of idiots..."Sima Yan scolded.

The people below were silent and did not dare to speak. At the end, Qing Yao persuaded softly: "Your Highness, we may not lose this game. The most important thing at the moment is to keep an eye on the vacancy in front of you, which is a big fat piece of meat. If we can put our people in, then we will win this game beautifully. ”

Sima Yan's face suddenly blossomed, and he pinched Qing Yao's delicate chin and said, "It's still a beauty who can best relieve the worries of this king." ”

"You also heard, go back and pick a few reliable talents, let's try to hold these two vacancies in our own hands. Sima Yan commanded, and there was a domineering attitude in his words that could not be refused.

"Yes......" Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but His Highness's anger subsided.

"Alright, let's go away if there's nothing to do. Remember that there is no room for error in the following matters, otherwise it will ......," Sima Yan threatened.

The crowd fled and left.

"Beauty, how do you say this king should treat you?" Sima Yan walked up and down Qing Yao's body with both hands dishonestly.

Qing Yao's eyes are misty, and her delicate lips are bright and dripping, like cherries waiting to be tasted.

Sima Yan's breathing gradually became heavier, and the strength in his hand also became a little heavier.

Qing Yao's mouth let out a cry of pain or comfort.

The sound is extremely charming.

Sima Yan turned over and pressed Qing Yao under him, panting and said, "Qing Yao, why are you so charming?"

Qing Yao sighed, and a pair of jade legs hooked Sima Yan's waist and pressed the two tightly together.

Sima Yan's kiss came densely and urgently, landing on Qingyao's neck and earlobe.

Qing Yao only felt that the strength in her body seemed to be drained, and she let Sima Yanyu take it and ask for it.

Sima Yan only felt a burst of heat coming from his body, so he took off his clothes impatiently, and took off Qingyao's clothes one by one.

The room is full of boundless spring and beautiful spring.

After a heavy and violent impact, Sima Yan snorted, panting and turning over to lie flat on the side of the bed.

The hair on Qing Yao's forehead was wet with sweat and ironed in front of her forehead, and Qing Yao leaned her head against Sima Yan's chest. His right hand drew circles on Sima Yan's muscular chest.

Qing Yao enjoyed this feeling very much, and it was only at this time that she realized that she was Sima Yan's woman.

He belongs to her.

Sima Yan grabbed Qing Yao's soft wattle, put it to his mouth and kissed it.

"Qing Yao, you will be the queen of this king in the future. Sima Yan promised.

Qing Yao smiled with satisfaction: "As long as I can accompany His Highness, Qing Yao doesn't care about her reputation." ”

is as smart as her, how can she not know that the queen must be from a famous family and have enough power in her mother's family. On the other hand, she has nothing, a red dust woman.

But as a woman, it is easy to get priceless treasures, and it is rare to have a lover.

As long as he has affection for her. She can not care about fame, not about everything. As long as you care a little bit and love a little bit.

Alone, Sima Lie carried a wine jug in his hand, and sent a sip to his mouth from time to time. The liquor burned into his throat like a fire, and it made his heart feel better for a while.

He didn't expect that his second book was the urging talisman of the Qin family and the Ge family.

Indirectly, he is the executioner, the executioner who has plagued hundreds of people.

He hated himself a little, hated why he was so serious, if it weren't for his stubbornness to act according to his naïve ideas. If he hadn't handed the chapter to his father, would the ending be different?

There was a sound of slow footsteps behind him, Sima Lie didn't look back, and his tone was a little rushed, and said, "Didn't you tell me not to disturb this king?"

Ye Juan took a step forward and said softly: "So I'll go." ”

Sima Lie turned around abruptly and saw Ye Juan standing in the shadows with a smile.

The clothes are flying, the green silk is flying, and there is a sense of lightness that flutters and rises.

Sima Lie rushed over with an arrow step and held Ye Juan in his arms.

He had never been so in contact with her, soft, skinny to the touch. and the faint fragrance of her body. It seemed to be a good medicine to appease him.

"Thank you, Juan'er. Sima Lie said softly and formally.

Ye Juan had never seen such a Sima Lie, he was arrogant and cold-blooded in the past, but after slowly getting in touch, he knew that he was just not very good at dealing with people. He's just cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Sima Yan looked anxiously when he went to Ye Juan for help. Ye Juan still didn't believe it, she thought he was invincible, he was omnipotent.

It's just that now I see him a little fragile, a little lonely. Inexplicably, my heart softened.

Let him hold himself in his arms. Even though his hug was so passionate, so warm that she could barely breathe.

Ye Wanyi vaguely remembered that night, the roar when he kicked the door open, and the careful holding of himself in his arms, and whispered, Don't be afraid, Wan'er, I'll take you home.

Ye Juan put his backhand around Sima Lie's waist and said softly: "Do you remember the last time I had an accident? Fu'an always thought that she pulled me out, so I was poisoned." For this, she felt so guilty that she almost killed herself. ”

"Wan'er, what do you want to say?" Sima Lie's voice was a little dry.

"Many things have antecedents before they have consequences, and the matter of the Ge family and the Qin family, you are just a fuse. Even without you, there will be others. You know, your presence only hastened their demise. Ye Juan said softly, caressing Sima Lie's back.

Sima Lie nodded and said, "I know, but looking at the exiled women and children of the Qin family and the Ge family, I always feel unbearable. ”

Ye Juan thought to himself, is this still Sima Lie, who is murderous on the battlefield?

"On the battlefield, are you also so indecisive?" Ye Juan asked rhetorically.

Sima Lie replied: "Of course not, it is the enemy on the battlefield. But ......"

Ye Juan looked at Sima Lie's eyes and said, "This is also a battlefield, a battlefield without gunsmoke. ”

Sima Lie was stunned in place, looking at Ye Juan under the light, and his heart couldn't help but warm up.

It turns out that being comforted is such a beautiful thing.

"More deeply, does Your Highness want me to accompany you here to suffer the cold?" Ye Wan tilted his head and smiled.

Sima Lie suddenly realized, looked at Ye Juan's somewhat frozen purple face, and hurriedly took off his cloak distressedly and put it on Ye Juan.

Sima Lie had never been so eager for time to pause at this moment.

The moment when she talked with Ye Wan under the lamp.

At this moment, he was extremely close to her heart. It's never been closer.

Sima Lie later examined himself and realized how could he be so hypocritical?

Why punish yourself for the faults of others?

Whether it is the Ge Mansion or the Qin Mansion, none of the crimes committed are framed against them.

Ye Juan was also in a trance, and she suddenly couldn't tell the difference, was her emotion grateful to Sima Lie?

If you say that why is gratitude different from the feeling that the master gave her?

In front of the master, she was extremely relieved.

In front of him, she would occasionally be nervous, her heart would beat faster, and she would blush.