Chapter 11 Reminiscences of the Past - One Night of Harmony (1)
Puyamedo never knew that she would be such an undetermined person, and the tragic death of her sister over the years was like a fire deep-rooted in her heart, and she once thought that resentment and hatred were incomparably deeply rooted in the depths of her heart, and there would never be the slightest room for compromise!
However, all this self-righteous insistence on meeting the kind of person in life who is supposed to be met and should be met is just a faint interlacing of fingers, and it suddenly becomes meaningless...... In the face of such a tenacious, poignant, decadent and loyal man's temperament, she still softened.
At night, the infinite desert is decorated with gold and silver decorated by the glimmer of the stars in the sky, like a dream. And the ancient city of Linchang wrapped in this endless expanse is like a deep sea shellfish, and the queen's palace in the imperial city is like a very bright pearl in the shellfish, the more dark the night is like death, the more heart-eating silence, the more scorching and bright this light is, like a flowing fire like a star.
In the castle smoked with acacia incense, the curtain of the queen's bedroom is flickering, and the palace lamps are like beans. On this night, Xiao Jingluan, a captive who was about to be humiliated and branded with the mark of the devil inside and out, suddenly transformed into an ambiguous male pet on the queen's crystal couch.
The medicine in full swing seems to be incurable, and it may be deliberately done by Puya. She ordered someone to wash away the blood and dirt all over her body, and then changed into clean and comfortable clothes, and curled the hair of the pearl tassel crown in the Han area, but she did not give him the antidote to the poison of love, only summoned him to her boudoir, and then waved her hand and retreated from the waiters.
At that time, there was no intersection between Jingluan and Puya, except for captives and captives, revenge and revenge, so he didn't know what this femme fatale, who was beautiful and pure on the outside and poisonous on the inside, would do to him.
But just as he was trying his best to restrain the poison of love that had been hard to contain for a while, and trying to sort out his thoughts and calm down what kind of new tricks the queen had taken revenge, Puya walked towards him with a staggering posture.
The moon is like a wash, the lights and shadows are jumping, she raised her head slightly, squinted her eyes that were rendered by the light and shadow, and looked at him with pity, regretting that her eyes were unreasonable and wandering between his handsome and weak faces at the moment.
He was short of breath, and he was already suffering from the long-lasting tricks of the medicine, and at this moment, he was so close to a mature woman that the meager rational vision between his body and mind could not be maintained!
But the first to speak was Puya: "It's very uncomfortable, isn't it?" Her voice was as soft as the wind, and she raised her hand, slowly caressing his somewhat distorted face, which was constantly rotating between white and red, skillful and green, "Look, it's so hot...... So, let me help you, okay? "Mo. Slowly, she tilted her head to the left, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.
At this moment, whether it is his expression or his words, Puyamedo is so simple and sincere. If he hadn't personally experienced her fierce and resolute military battles and experienced her cruel and ruthless methods, Jingluan would never have believed that such a woman with an angelic aura was actually a masked ghost-faced rakshasa and a depraved demon of punishment from hell!
But at this moment, his mind has been dizzy, and under the natural and sincere comfort of Puya, he can finally be stopped! The flame that had accumulated in his heart burst out, and as soon as he raised his arm, he held Puya in his arms, but this body was so weak and weak that he could not even bear the weight of the slender and light body of Queen Puya.
Almost at the same time, one of his arms lost consciousness, and he suddenly fell forward, and both of them fell to the ground!
The posture was in order, and the moment he fell to the ground, Puya was pressed underneath, and the water snake-like back also endured the fierce force at the same time, making the tightest dull contact with the cold hard ground. The crisp sound of bone impact "creaked" sounded, accompanied by an abrupt knock pain, and her brows furrowed.
Jingluan unconsciously overwhelmed this wild and delicate rose in the desert, his tough chest just covered her undulating breasts, the placket was slightly open, and the skin touched the skin very naturally, and the softness of the light coolness like the mist of the snow-capped mountains suddenly fascinated him, this thin coolness is like the nectar pouring down from the net bottle, which can extinguish the fire in the heart, and can be blessed by millions of people!