There is no Feng Xiaobao anymore, and Feng Xiaobao, the medicine seller who is mixed in the rivers and lakes, has disappeared forever!

Yes, only Xue Huaiyi remains, the abbot of the White Horse Temple, the uncle of Princess Taiping Concubine, the general of the future Tang Dynasty, and the "virtuous helper" of the future empress...... Xue Huaiyi.

The sparse night breeze gently scattered the thin candle smoke, a burst of mist swirled lightly, turning around in the mandarin duck warm tent, the graceful Empress Wu gathered two curved phoenix eyes, the white jade arms with Huaiyi's enthusiastic embrace, followed by the continuous friction all the way wrapped around his open, thick, and strong manly broad shoulders: "You say, are we making evil?" The sound and the scene outlined a thin evil, but this person was a leisurely and lazy half-squinted eye, and he seemed half intoxicated and half self-deprecating.

Huai Yifu, who was doing his best, heard the wording of Empress Wu, and heard this faint voice as thin as a mosquito's foot lingering in his ears. His heart moved, and a strong desire for death rose in his chest!

"I don't want to live for the king, but I want to die for the king." As if he was shallow and whispering, Huaiyi soothed his words and kissed the fragrant forehead of the person in front of him, all the way to the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, not slow or in a hurry to grasp the moderation, "Queen of Heaven, do you know that you have the holiness and awe-inspiring like a fairy, the passion and charm like a devil, the noble and reserved like a virgin, and the pure and charming like a delicate child!" The more I talked, the more excited I became.

Xue Huaiyi's words were not only said to please Empress Wu, but also carried more than half of his sincerity. In the eyes of outsiders, she will always be bold and majestic, inviolable, and the holy martial queen, and outside the solemn court, in the hibiscus brocade tent, in front of Xue Huaiyi at this moment, she is just a docile and submissive, sweet and sweet lovely woman!

This is the nature of women, and this is an indisputable fact that no matter how it is, it cannot be changed.

Such drunken love words, even if they are said to a woman who is far away from him, it is strange and he has never felt a slight disobedience! Even Xue Huaiyi himself was moved by himself!

He felt that what he said was all the truth, at least the sincere feeling that he had in his mind at this moment, when he was turning over the clouds and rain, what he was thinking, what he was thinking, and what he was thinking!

A warm current along Huaiyi's warm and thin kiss soon spread throughout the eight veins of the Qi Jing, and the martial queen began to rise and fall uncontrollably, and the whole person gradually became muddy. The wanton desire to live and die forced her to almost lose her temper: "Then, let's fall into hell together!" "I can't manage it so much, I can't manage it, and I don't want to manage it...... She hugged Huaiyi tightly in front of her, this very conscientious male pet, and the fingers that took off the enamel fingers were still strong, and the nails hugged Huaiyi while being defenseless and deep in the flesh.

A plain candle bloomed on the couch like that, dyed with a warm yellow shimmer inside, very quiet and quiet, as if it was a majestic wind horse, raising the sacred prayer flag, in the high ground of the wise man, cold eyes, silently watching, always showing something. This is a kind of wisdom perception that mortals can never comprehend.

The luminous light may be obscured by the clouds, constantly intertwining the light and shadow with the battle of light and extinction, and carelessly stirring up a curtain of faint nightmares that are about to come out.