The Brocade Tent Fengyun Meeting, the Golden Basin Rain and Luen, got rid of the shackles of etiquette and religion, and the limitations of age were scattered, and the two people who were planning for him merged into one in the mandarin duck tent in the cold night; The sense of fit created at this moment is perfectly terrifying!

"Mei Niang...... "This is a beautiful moment of the unity of spirit and flesh!" Gasping for breath, he softly called her name, which was close to the depths of his heart and disturbed too many memories.

Mei Niang......

What a rhetoric?

And even older: sister......

As soon as her heart moved, Empress Wu's heart throbbed fiercely! Subconsciously closed those dazzling eyes, and the emptiness in Yiren's heart filled his body and mind.

I don't know when, the intimate palace lady lit a circle of candles on the edge of the outer hall, and the only candle flame was disillusioned, and everything laid out from the eyes and heart was like a dream.

Huaiyi has always had good self-control, and he will never be so distracted that he can't be restrained. His movements were gentle and loving, his sideburns raised lightly, and his thin lips were pursed. Together, suddenly there is a breathtaking evil beauty!

At this moment, there is no longer any nobility and age. All that remains is a perfect male body and a mature woman who is fascinated by it...... Those so-called persistence has long blurred the original established boundaries, and the creation of karma or accumulation of virtue has never been a kind of helplessness that can not be chosen, only to go with the flow and go with the flow. What's right? What, it's wrong again!

There is no right or wrong, not even good or evil. Everything is so dirty and clean!

Originally, nothing .......

The Qingyue music plucked by the silk and bamboo orchestra came from far and near all the way from the path of the palace corridor, which borrowed the strings of the wind to make people feel sad and happy...... Doing tricks, there was a faint throbbing in his chest.

In early autumn, the royal garden is full of green, fat, red and thin, such a miserable situation is like a delicate virgin with three thousand green silks white overnight, and a sense of fate that is powerless to retain the natural reincarnation deeply makes this heart sink!

The erratic dry and cold north wind emitted bursts of proverbs in his ears from time to time, which was small and low, and bewitching, which made Taiping feel very uncomfortable.

She wore a bright red skirt and walked through the palace porch with her chin curled. Her life should belong to the big red! Just like the feeling brought by this glance now, Yeli is boundless, vast as a sea of smoke, only to feel magnificent and flirtatious!

This is in stark contrast to Shangguan Wan'er in front of her, who was dressed in a green dress and a jade skirt and had plain makeup.

Compared with Taiping, Wan'er in such an outfit is admittedly not amazing. But you have to look at it steadily, watch it for a long time, and judge it carefully, so that you can see a lot of agility and introverted dust from her in hindsight.

This style is Shangguan Wan'er's untraceable charm.

While the two looked at each other, Wan'er nodded at Taiping and did not move. It wasn't until the peaceful who was doing and thinking gradually approached her that Shicai bent slightly and promised her humbly and did not miss the slightest salute.

Shangguan Wan'er is a woman who is indifferent and absolutely not simple! Taiping thought like this, the cicada sleeves fluttered, and he helped the high pile of cloud temples, and the beautiful face nodded with a smile, and her face was a little perverse: "No need to be polite, I just feel bored, come and see Sister Wan'er." After speaking, it was a polite reply.