(Cat flutter Chinese) The Kodan on the woman's slender white fingers glowed with a strange and enchanting glimmer in the firelight, and her deep and gorgeous facial features, half-proclaimed curvaceous body, exuding a seductive fragrance and diffusing a little bit in the dark tent.

Her cat-like green eyes stared at the man she was snuggling with, a more seductive presence than her, the prey she wanted with all her heart.

The man lazily leaned on the golden leopard skin, his black hair half hung down behind him, and the dark shadow of the curtain covered half of his face, revealing only the delicate and straight tip of his nose and the thin lips slightly hooking the corners of his lips, which were not lost to her, who was known as the first beauty of the dog.

She couldn't help but feel jealous, but she ......

Her gaze slid down his slender neck without avoidance, and the man was wearing only an open white middle coat, revealing his upper body, the skin that looked like the snow of Helan Mountain actually pressed down the white of the middle coat, and his undulating firm texture was as beautiful and majestic as the towering Helan Mountains of the sunrise under the golden firelight.

Even the whip marks on it give the sexy and seductive body an almost hideous beauty.

She almost couldn't help but want to put her face on it for intimate worship, lick those scars, want to be suppressed by the owner of that body, and possess it roughly.

It is a male body that can make all female creatures can't help but instinctively.

It was only when she brought her face closer to him, but she suddenly couldn't move, and a man's lazy and hoarse voice sounded above her head.

"Shanaya."

His voice was unusually tempting, as if it had an aura, but Shanaya heard the hidden danger inside.

She looked at his firm chest with some regret, and all the passions of fantasy dissipated in an instant.

Shanaya obediently raised her beautiful face, looked at the man, and chuckled seductively and seductively: "Your Highness, why don't you let Shanaya serve you." ”

The man stared at her with half-lowered delicate eyes, but did not answer her, and a sarcastic and unpredictable smile flashed in his dark eyes like a strange night.

The smile made her heart cold, and she inexplicably gave birth to boundless fear, but she didn't know where she angered him.

It's just that she remembered that the man in front of her was still talking and laughing with the envoy one moment, and the next moment he cut off the heads of the other party and all the guards with a horizontal sword, and the bloody and cruel appearance was everywhere.

"Ahem...... Shanaya, restrain yourself, we're talking about business now, and I believe that His Highness will be willing to let you serve after the business! A slightly old and stern voice instantly brought Shanaya to her senses.

She looked back awkwardly at a soldier and a man dressed as a man sitting across from her, especially the old man dressed as a man staring at her coldly, reminding her of the stupidity of being bewitched by the man next to her in public.

She finally understood why the men around her looked at her with such contempt.

Shanaya lowered her face, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the man next to her did not push herself away, her green cat's eyes turned, and she casually pulled up her clothes, not caring that her body was looked at by others, but smiled and said respectfully: "Yes, High Priest Harvey, Shanaya knows." ”

Then she leaned against him, and diligently and charmingly stretched out her pink fist to help the man beat his legs.

Harvey withdrew his warning gaze from Shanaya and glanced secretly at the man who had been sipping tea lightly.

Secretly, just by virtue of his appearance, he can bewitch even Shanaya, the leader of the first female room of the dog Rong who has been in the scene for a long time and is good at using charm, such a man is really too dangerous.

"Your Highness, are you sure that your Empress is not defenseless, and I don't want anything wrong with our cooperation." Harvey looked at Autumn Bright Sun with burning eyes.

Qiu Yaori put down the teacup and glanced at him lightly: "Why, High Priest Harvey doesn't believe that I can fulfill my promise to you?" ”

Harvey saw that his eyes were cold and sharp, like the heavy and jumping flames in the tent, which made his heart tremble, and he subconsciously shook his head in defense: "No...... I was just...... It's just that...... Hehe, worry about Your Highness, after all, if you want to do great things, you have to be cautious. ”

Qiu Yaori looked at Harvey and shook the cup in his hand with a smile: "High Priest Harvey, the Central Plains has a saying, it is called to see people's hearts for a long time, and Lu Yao knows horsepower." ”

He didn't say much, but slowly drank the wine from his glass.

The crimson charcoal fire in the brazier splashed softly and cracked, the spark was faint, and the unpredictable light and shadow that danced under the imprint of his face made his delicate face look more and more profound and bewitching, but it was also abnormal.

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"Uh-huh......." The gentle kiss gently ran all the way up the woman's snow-white neck, and finally gently imprinted on her soft and plump lips.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked up at the man above him with his eyes closed, the thick and curly eyelashes falling a blurry shadow on his deep, three-dimensional delicate face, and the black hair fell down, separating him from her in a private space, where there were only women and men, him and her.

Her gaze fell on his smooth, sturdy shoulder, where there was a long scar that ruined the perfection of his body, and she knew that the scar ran through his entire back.

"What's wrong?" There was a little hoarseness in his voice, which was unusually confusing.

Qiu Yaoyue's hand trembled slightly, and she withdrew her hand a little embarrassed, it turned out that when she was not conscious, she reached out and touched the scar on his shoulder.

"Nothing." She coughed lightly, paused and asked, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Zhou Zijun looked at the woman in front of him, lost his usual calmness, and added a touch of shyness of a woman, his eyes couldn't help but deepen, and he held her soft with his backhand and rested it lightly on his shoulder: "It hurts." ”

Qiu Yaoyue felt the ups and downs of her hands, and couldn't help but be stunned, and she turned her eyebrows and turned her face to speak: "Someone ...... come." ”

"You're really ......." Zhou Zijun immediately reached out to cover her lips, hugged her into his arms by the way, and smiled: "It's been more than ten years,

, smiled: "It's been more than ten years, how can it still hurt." ”

Qiu Yaoyue was silent for a while, and said lightly: "Zijun, you know I don't like this joke. ”

More than ten years ago, the day of Ah Ri's thirteenth birthday, but also the day of her thirteenth birthday, after the dinner, she excitedly took the gifts that had been prepared for a long time to Ah Ri's palace, wanting to surprise him, but met an assassin on the way to Ah Ri's palace with Zijun, the assassin was not someone else, it was a grandmother who had served her and Ah Ri for many years, and Mama loved her more than a day, watching the long knife in Mama's hand cut down, she was defenseless and fell into complete shock.

If Zijun hadn't blocked the fatal knife for her, she might not have been able to see the sun the next day.

This time, the father went out of the temple that he had not stepped out of for several years, and stood coldly on the Taiji Palace, all the courtiers lowered their heads, and no one dared to look directly at the face of the father, and the temple took over all the internal security matters in the palace.

She was slightly injured, and only took care of the seriously injured Zijun, and did not know what happened, until the next day, her mother made a decree to canonize Ah Ri as the prince, and immediately moved out of the palace, and when she returned to the court to continue to participate in the discussion, she found that there were many familiar faces missing from the court.

She didn't ask, but suddenly she grew up overnight.

The birthday of the thirteenth year old was her nightmare, it was Ah Ri's nightmare, and it was also Zijun's nightmare, everyone's nightmare.

"I'm sorry, I won't mention it later." Zhou Zijun hugged her from behind, he could feel her coldness, but he didn't let go of the person in his arms, he just whispered in her ear.

"Sleep, I have something to do here." Qiu Yaoyue said lightly, while pulling his shirt up, she gently patted him on the shoulder, covering her half-naked delicate body.

Zhou Zijun's beautiful golden eyes dimmed slightly, and he sighed lightly, is it still this gentle and calm her, her "gaffes", will they only be revealed in front of Qiu Yaori?

"Yue'er." Seeing her sitting at the desk and flipping through the folds, Zhou Zijun couldn't help but raise his voice slightly.

Qiu Yaoyue raised her eyes to look at him, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "What?" ”

Zhou Zijun hesitated for a while, opened his mouth, but finally lowered his eyes and said lightly: "It's nothing, I just want you to help me see if I need to use money mothergrass again?" ”

What was he going to ask?

Ask her if she has him in her heart, and ask her if she really loves him?

Such a question is ridiculous even for himself.

She married him, shared the bed for more than three years, she is the lord of a country, he is her husband, she chose him, he also gave up since childhood and his father to become a minister of the world, into the court as an official, and even the heart of the scholar who fought in the Quartet, stayed by her side.

Knowing that except for her father, her heart has never really moved for anyone, and he himself feels hypocritical when he asks such a question.

Qiu Yaoyue looked at Zhou Zijun, a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes, and then she smiled: "Zijun, in fact, I prefer your original appearance, your long golden hair is very beautiful." ”

Her son, gentle and elegant, full of economy, talented, one-handed horse control skills are unmatched, even a few days are defeated, but he is not Taifu, that is, he is not Zhou Guogong's own son, Taifu has never married in his life, only from the cousin who died early in the family The son of the cousin and the Western concubine is not the son.

Zifei was born different from the Central Plains since he was a child, and the beauty of the mixed race was very different from that of the Central Plains, his parents died, and he was often bullied by the clansmen, so he would rather dye his brilliant blonde hair black than be criticized.

Zhou Zijun was stunned, looking at Qiu Yaoyue's faint smile, he was inexplicably suffocated, his fair face was slightly flushed, and he coughed lightly: "Look, I'll prepare some tea for you." ”

With that, he hurriedly turned and left.

Qiu Yaoyue looked at his back, the smile on the corner of her lips gradually faded, and after a long time, she sighed lightly.

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The ancients had a poem - enter my lovesick door, know my lovesickness.

It's just that although she can understand Zijun's deep affection for herself and understand the mustard in his heart, she doesn't understand her own thoughts.

When she was still a young girl, she once had admiration for Zifei Taifu, who was born in a family of cumulating Ying, mature, deep and handsome and slender, with old and spicy wrists, well versed in the world but with his own heart in the jade pot, a man with unparalleled wind and bones, who has never married, how not to teach the girl who has just opened her love to have other intentions.

She once even thought that Zhou Guogong, who everyone in the court did not dare to provoke, gave up the glory and power at her fingertips, and took good care of herself, in order to wait for herself to grow up.

She also secretly rejoiced, only to wait for herself and after the house, and her mother talked about her daughter's thoughts, asking her mother to call the shots, but she didn't want to say that before she spoke, also on the second day of her thirteenth birthday, Ah Ri was named the prince and wanted to leave the palace, she went to find her mother to ask what was going on, but she bumped into her mother, who had always liked men's clothing, and was drunk in the imperial garden, leaning on the railing of the Yanyu Pavilion and not knowing what to say to Mr. Anonymous.

She knew that Mr. Nameless was the master of the Tianji Pavilion in the rivers and lakes, wearing a mask all the year round, and he was a close friend of her mother who could trust her life in the rivers and lakes.

Mrs. Zhou stood on the side, holding an umbrella in her hand, blocking the fine smoke and rain for her mother, but let the smoke and rain wet half of his body.

He looked at his mother's gaze as deep and persistent as Mr. Nameless behind the mask, like a pool of wine made by time, full of fragrance but faint.

At that moment, she didn't go back, because it was a world that had been separated for a long time and she couldn't enter, but she suddenly understood something, and since then she has withdrawn all her charming thoughts, and only respects Taifu as her master.

However, she also began to understand what it meant for Zifei to look at her.

She thought, Zifei is very good.

His origin, his appearance, his knowledge, his temperament, even his loyalty to himself, and his long-term acquaintance, could there be a more suitable choice for the royal lady than him?

Later, as long as he and her had an inherited child, she would be able to canonize him as the second prince of the empire.

But......

But she couldn't answer him incomprehensibly—was she fond of him?

Even her mother said that the back of her natural calm temperament was indifference, even if she had thought about Taifu for so many years, she took it back only for a moment.

Qiu Yaoyue secretly sighed and smiled bitterly.

Sometimes she doesn't know if she has a good or bad temperament.

The only guy who can make her change her face......

She suddenly remembered Qiu Yaori's back when she left, and her mood became a little bad again inexplicably.

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Seven days later

The sun was setting, and the blood-red light stained the entire camp.

Bai Yu led the people to patrol all the way, looking at the treacherous red sun, frowning slightly: "The sun of this color looks really ...... Well...... Bad luck. ”

In the camp, lanterns were prepared everywhere.

"Why, Ah Ri still refuses to come, we will leave the camp tomorrow." Qiu Yaoyue put down the pen in her hand and raised her eyebrows.

Zhou Zijun removed the hair crown on her head for her, scattered her long hair, and rubbed the acupoints on her head for her, and Qiu Yaoyue also habitually leaned into his arms.

Zhou Zijun gently pressed for her: "According to the report, he ......." ”

As soon as he started to speak, he suddenly heard a pleasant male voice by the door: "Heh, it seems that I really came at the wrong time." ”

The ridiculed voice made the two people in the tent move in unison, and they all looked over. Cat flutter Chinese