The years go by, and in the coming year, the peach blossoms are full of branches. Li Ruoyan www.biquge.info who wrote the fun, finally recovered his former spiritual energy, and his body finally left the root of the disease.

Song Jin was extremely busy during this time, and he did not set foot in the harem for several days, and the harem was also extremely quiet.

Puyu sat in front of the window and looked at the moon and stars in the sky, and there was a sound of footsteps at the door. Those who come here late at night know it without thinking deeply.

Puyu was slightly disappointed, after tonight, she might not have the leisure to watch the night leisurely tonight.

The balance in her heart has been tilted in favor of him, and He Mengyao is not as easy to deal with as young as a child, she is going to go to the palace after all, and she didn't expect it to come so quickly.

"Yu'er." I haven't seen him for a few months, he is wearing a purple dragon Tengyun court dress, the collar and cuffs of the robe are embroidered with silver silk edge moire piping, and a golden auspicious cloud wide-brimmed brocade belt is tied around his waist, his posture is handsome, and his face is handsome.

Heaven is really partial to him, beauty and power are combined.

Puyu smiled slightly, bent down, and gave a blessing: "The concubine sees the emperor." ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the scroll of the ink that had not dried on her dark red sandalwood desk: "Why don't you keep drawing?" ”

Her paintings are always amazing and self-inflicted. There is nothing wrong with it, and it is a pity to abandon the pen and not draw like this.

She looked at the candle behind him, the bright light was imprinted in her eyes, shining brightly, and his heart moved, and the feeling of heat was ignited by her, only to see her red lips lightly, and her voice was soft, like a gentle and warm breeze on a spring day: "The light is too dim to paint." ”

He absentmindedly responded: "Hmm. "No more sound.

He's got a lot of heat, and he needs to leave before he gets rude. Over the years, he has forced others and used many people, but he can't bear to force her in his heart, this is the case at night in Qinxueyuan, and it is the same tonight.

Xu Jing understood Song Jin's expression, but he didn't understand what Song Jin was thinking, he glanced at Ling, and the two retreated silently, and only the two of them were left in the huge hall, and the two were silent.

Although Puyu was unemployed, she faintly guessed what the firelight in Song Jin's faintly shining black eyes represented, and said in a voice: "It's late at night, the emperor might as well rest here at Yu'er." ”

Song Jin turned to leave, pulled by her voice, she sat on the carved wooden chair by the window, tilted her head slightly, her curled eyelashes fluttered slightly, her fair little face was smeared with a faint red glow under the dim candlelight, and her cool eyes seemed to be dripping water.

He felt that his whole body had not been overheated, his face was stiff, and his voice was hoarse and asked, "Do you know what will happen next?" ”

She lowered her head, her face flushed to her neck, and her voice was like a mosquito moaning, low and inaudible: "I know." ”

He strode toward her, she picked her up from the wooden chair, lifted her up to the table with both hands, and sprayed warm breath on her slender white neck.

Puyu blushed, buried her head in his chest, and whispered, "Don't be here, someone will see it." ”

The window was wide open, and the cool night breeze blew her long hair, her face was flushed, as if she was a little shy, and said softly: "Okay." ”

The world swirled and fell into that refreshing embrace, Puyu was shocked, and her hands were busy wrapping around Song Jin's neck.

He lowered his head and fell into the eyes of hers, her eyes were closed, like a frightened rabbit, the corners of her lips were hooked, and she smiled lowly: "Scared? ”

Puyu held her composure and said, "The concubine is not afraid. ”

He paused and asked, "Don't be afraid, why don't you dare to look at me?" ”

Puyu opened his eyes, his eyes were blazing and he looked at the handsome face in front of him, his black eyes like ink jade were stained with a trace of firelight, shining, slightly off the light of his eyes, as if muttering to himself: "The concubine regards the emperor as a husband." The concubine has been in the palace for a year, and tonight is really the concubine's wedding night, so she is a little nervous. ”

Song Jin froze for a moment, never thinking that she would say these words, and after a while, she said gently: "Don't be nervous, presumably the aunt in the palace has already taught you what to do." ”

He put her on the soft bed, and her clothes were gone, and the early spring night was so cool that her body trembled slightly, and she wanted to curl up her beautiful legs.

His dry and strong hands grabbed her slippery ankles, parted them to both sides, and his slender body slid between his legs, leaning down, his hands on the side of her head, and he said softly: "Don't be afraid, since I am your husband, don't be afraid when facing your husband." ”

The delicate and small red lips were covered with water, and they were divided and combined: "Cold." ”

He stretched out his hand and took her into his arms, lifted the embroidered brocade quilt on the bed, laid her in the bed, and eagerly withdrew his shirt and fell on top of her.

After a burst of clouds and rain, Song Jin hugged Puyu, who had already fainted and fell asleep, into her arms, her curled eyelashes were stained with tears, and her thin eyelids were red from crying, and she couldn't help but ponder. He seemed to be too violent just now and lost control.

In the quiet night of the spring night, something tightly wrapped around her waist, sleeping very uncomfortable, Puyu woke up slowly, the handsome man beside him slept with his eyes closed, gently took his arm and struggled to sit up, there was a pain in his soft abdomen, he suddenly turned around, and Puyu immediately stopped his movements, looking at him, he seemed to have entered a dream again, not moving at all.

Puyu waited for a while before she was secretly relieved, lightly covered his body with the brocade quilt, and got up to dress.

The lights on the candlestick are slightly yellow, swaying with the wind, and the candle tears overflow like gurgling red tears, winding down the candle body, condensing into scars embedded in the candle body.

Puyu smiled lightly, the original scenery changed at will, the candles in the room were bright, there was no dim image, and the candle tears condensed more like a lush coral tree, but now she was worried in her heart, and she actually saw it as a scar.

Song Jin didn't know when she woke up, she just looked at her and didn't say a word.

Puyu glanced away, his face was slightly drunk, and he said in a low voice: "When will the emperor wake up, why don't you make a sound?" ”

Song Jin smiled without answering, beckoned to her, motioned for her to walk over, and asked, "What are you doing?" So happy? ”

Puyu got up and walked over, and said with a shallow smile: "The concubine is looking at the candle tears." ”

He casually checked his bedclothes, sat up, leaned on the carved bedrail, and said with a smile: "The candle flame is lit every night, and the candle tears often flow, but what do you see?" ”

He stretched out his hand to her, she held his hand, smiled clearly, and said in a gentle tone: "The concubine looked at the candle tears condensed like red marks, and suddenly thought that the concubine had painted landscapes, birds and animals, and had never painted scars. ”

Song Jin hugged her into her arms, combed her long hair spread behind her with five fingers, and said softly: "You can only paint tomorrow, you are also tired, rest early." ”

The world was spinning, Puyu was already lying on the couch, he was lying on top of her, she put her hands on his chest, and wanted to get up, but there was nothing she could do, and directly retorted: "The concubine is not tired." ”

Song Jin propped her hands on the side of her head, the familiar scene, Pu Yu was startled, and said with a smile: "The emperor still needs to go to the morning court tomorrow, so rest early, right?" ”

Song Jin sighed, his voice was not loud, with a little hoarse and lazy: "If you don't sleep, how can I sleep?" ”

Puyu finally broke free from his confinement, hurriedly got into the quilt, and said with a smile: "The concubine can sleep, and the emperor will rest early." ”

He turned over and lay down on the outside of the bed, stroking his palms and smiling: "Yu'er, come here, I don't have a quilt." ”

She turned over and came over with the quilt, Song Jin smiled and covered the quilt on her body, and easily hugged her in her arms.