At that time, he followed the emperor on horseback and had a clear view of the situation below. When the queen gave her congratulatory speech, there was a commotion in the crowd and whispering, and the palace concubines flexibly drilled out a small person with a cloak between the skirts, soft and round, turning their big black and shiny eyes to rampage in the middle of the crowd, and the palace concubines who stood respectfully and solemnly avoided them one after another as if avoiding the plague. At that time, he clearly heard the queen's low voice, "Liuniang, don't mess around." ”

Later, when she returned to the Jin Palace, she saw that she was punished to stand in the corridor outside the council hall, puffing out her cheeks aggrievedly, Princess Yang Zhai took the little palace maids to maliciously play behind her back, so that the bad tripped her up, clapped her and laughed, he stepped forward to disperse the crowd and picked her up, what was surprising was that there were no expected tears on his face after being teased, but he smirked at him with a toothless mouth, and there were two lines of snotty under his nose.

She said, "Brother, you are so good-looking. ”

It wasn't until later that he learned that she was very fond of good-looking people, and she treated them in a very special way, so much so that Fei Qiongjing, who he had been with him for many years, was also taken by her as her own, even if Emperor Yuanyou ordered her to return it...... I'm afraid she doesn't remember these things, and if she does, she won't forget Jì Zhen for Feiqiong.

"Shame on the dead. How can I not remember? After listening, Yuan Lingjun shook his head, pulled his palm, and counted the lines on it with his fingertips.

Qu Yi smiled: "You will always remember." ”

A drop of warmth fell on her right cheek. Yuan Lingjun wiped it off with his index finger, touched the tip of his tongue, and was surprised, "Why are you crying?" Looking up at Qu Yi's jaw, his expression was unpredictable.

"Because someone broke my heart." Qu Yi clenched his arms as if to embed himself in his body.

Heartache, physical pain is not so obvious. Yuan Lingjun lowered his eyes, "I regret that I have always been manipulated and used by others......"

Qu Yi exhaled hot air in front of her forehead, "Maybe it's best to separate, we both need to calm down and think about where we want to go." ”

He was determined to leave himself and go to Longxi. Yuan Lingjun grabbed his arm, "I won't let you go, you don't want to leave me." ”

"Listen to me." He pressed her hands hard, and the heat wave on his lips brushed in his ears, "I've been thinking a lot about it these days, you originally chose me to be angry with your concubine, but you rarely let me get into danger, and you tried to keep me away from right and wrong and get out cleanly." Mingyu, I'm so sad to share a bed with you, but I haven't really understood my thoughts, and I haven't regarded me as a husband you can rely on and trust in any way, after all, I just treat me as a minister. ”

Yuan Lingjun shook his head, wanting to explain to him, but Qu Yi pressed her lips, "It's good for you and me." In the future, no matter who you marry you, I will always be alone. ”

His hand loosened a little, and she was able to break free, facing him fiercely in the face, "I will not marry anyone other than you, my tomb is your acupuncture point, you will stand with me in life, and you will lie with me in death, and your tombstone can only be engraved with my surname." She paused to take a heavy breath and looked at his blurred face, "I'm going to make you never forget me." ”

She threw herself into his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, bit her chin, and went all the way down the Adam's apple, nibbling mercilessly.****, her soft hands passionately touching every inch of his skin, including all the sensitive parts of him she knew.

"Mingyu, don't do this, stop it......" His voice was mixed with slight tremors and voiced sounds, and he couldn't speak, but every inch of those hands moved would cause a lot of trembling, and the powerful heartbeat of the other party could be clearly felt through the fitting clothes. Both of them were physically honest, and he couldn't refuse.

In the moonlight, her eyes were filled with intense love. "Don't speak...... Qu Yi. ”

As if in the middle of an evil spirit, he couldn't help but hold up her waist, let her straddle his waist, his palms lifted the dress, and his five fingers flexibly poked under the hem of the clothes.

The heavy breathing of each other sounded in the dark night, and the longing drove Qu Yi to lose the last shred of his senses, and he finally decided to unload the long-term pain and began to respond to her, slowly gnawing on her red lips, and after her low snort, the slippery tongue rolled into her mouth, sweetly entangled with her tongue.

She was so excited by his watch that every place he touched and pinched seemed to be lit with fire, and her whole body was so hot that it was about to burn. She stood up, knelt between his legs, patiently peeled off the last restraints on him, and imprinted her own mark all over her body.

"Mingyu, Mingyu ......"

He kept calling her small words, buried his face in the placket of her clothes, sniffed the good-smelling **, bit open the placket with his teeth, and his fingers were not idle, quietly ripped off his bottom, raised her buttocks and rubbed them tightly in his big palm.

Yuan Lingjun bowed his head and covered his lips, his tongue entwined, his saliva blended, and he carried the drunken liquor.

"Hmm." The two of them rolled to the banquet and devoted themselves to this love.

She awakened the longing that had been sleeping deep in Quyi's heart. Childe and her every Dunlun were like a ceremony, solemn and restrained, only this time made her truly feel the fiery and real touch of Qu Yi. He also has moments when he is wanton and happy.

Sweat was thick in the two young bodies, only the moonlit room, and the sound of wheezing and groaning mingled with the city.

The hair was soaked, and Qu Yi was still buried in his chest...... Her fingers ran softly through his jet-black hair, and she couldn't put it down. The numbness spreads from the scalp to the whole body, and the body is covered with an ambiguous pink.

Qu Yi put her down on the table, lifted her upper body, and re-covered her mature body.

The two of them were entangled, their clothes scattered everywhere, she and him fit closely, lingering and kissing, from the banquet to the table, from the incense curtain to the couch, as if the last ritual before the sacrifice, worshipping each other's bodies frantically, caressing every inch of skin......

The hall is full of only moonlight.

Afterwards, the husband and wife snuggled up. Qu Yi had fallen asleep, his arms around her shoulders, and his breathing rang evenly in his ears. Yuan Lingjun felt a sense of steadiness, gently stroked the scar on his waist, and then pressed on his strong chest, closed his eyes with relief, and prayed sincerely in his heart.

Heaven has mercy, please give her and Qu Yi a child.

Qu Yi finally left. What happened at night seemed to be just a spring for Yuan Lingjun. Dream.

When she came down from above, Jiuwan told her that it was Gongzi's request to the noble concubine, and he hoped to leave Lin'an quietly.

The news slammed into her chest, hollowing out her heart and draining all her strength.

She walked fast, almost running, but every time she walked a little way, she would stop and pant desperately, her throat seemed to be choked by a pair of invisible claws, and the difficulty of breathing had to be slapped her chest to relieve it.

She finally gave up, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and walked down the stone steps with her head in her chest.

A man in a half-worn monk's robe with long hair walked out and smiled at her, "Your Majesty." ”

After living in Zitai, she saw Shen Whale twice, and both times she just looked at her face, without saying a word.

"Have you finally been abandoned by your concubine?" Yuan Lingjun sneered on his face, and his heart was sad.

"No, Your Majesty, the villain is relieved." Shen Whale said.

The ridicule on her face turned to surprise in an instant, and she looked at the man for some reason, trying to find a trace of loss on his face, but his eyes were always smiling. Expressions can deceive people, but eyes cannot, maybe as he said, relief.

"You want to become a monk, don't you plan to take care of your nephew Song Linglong anymore?"

Shen Whale said: "He is too greedy and doesn't want to turn back." Rather than watching him fall into hell step by step, it is not a bad thing to let him go and let him reap the consequences. "Salute again and go down the stairs.

"I ......"

Shen Whale turned around and only heard her ask loudly, "Then how can I get free?" ”

He smiled and said, "Your Majesty is originally a Hongchen person, why bother to seek a way to be liberated." Childe is also a Hongchen person, he can't let go, he can't give up, and sooner or later he will return to you. ”

He bowed his head and drifted away. There is no nostalgia for this place and the people here. (To be continued.) )