When I saw her, I thought of Feng Jinghua, the former Feng Jinghua was beautiful, but she was more than resolute, delicate and insufficient, and there was a sense of unruliness from the inside out, which could not make him feel care and pity. [This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

"Lian'er has seen the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live-" At the moment when he was out of his trance, the beauty was like a wisp of incense, floating in front of him and saluting.

In the nose, there is a faint fragrance of plum blossoms, which Autumn Night String likes.

He helped Ji Lian up and chuckled: "Lian'er, you are really my confidant, I was thinking about you, and you came." ”

Ji Lian's eyes looked at him, sparkling, shy and timid, full of hidden admiration.

Such a look makes a man's heart move.

Ji Lian's voice was delicate but not angry: "Lian'er thinks about the emperor all the time, but the emperor is busy with official business, and Lian'er doesn't dare to disturb casually." It's just that today is Lian'er's birthday, and Lian'er has the courage to enter the palace, and being able to see the emperor is the best gift that God has given to Lian'er. Lian'er asked the emperor to forgive Lian'er's lovesickness. ”

If it was before, she would never dare to confide in him on such an occasion, but she knew that Feng Jinghua was dead, and there was no longer any obstacle between her and Qiu Yexian, so she didn't have any scruples to speak.

Although Bi'er and Hong'er are missing, she also has other eyeliner in that courtyard, and the news of Feng Jinghua's death can't hide from her.

Autumn Nightstring's slender and powerful fingers ran across her delicate chin, causing Ji Lian's body to tremble slightly.

She was like a delicate and charming Persian cat, which made him want to hold it in his arms and love her.

Thinking so, he said slowly: "Feng Jinghua is dead. ”

Ji Lian's beautiful cat's eyes widened slightly, and her eyes were like the water surface of early spring, with a layer of hazy mist.

"How, how so? It's so sudden......" she was surprised, disbelieving, sad.

Qiu Yexian grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his arms, hugged her waist, blew in her ear, and whispered: "You're actually happy, aren't you?" ”

This woman loves him so much that she wants to kill all the women in the world, leaving only herself.

Knowing that her strongest rival in love was dead, she was afraid that she would fly to the sky with excitement.

Ji Lian's face turned red, and her jade hand lightly beat his chest: "The emperor is good or bad, he knows what other people think, and he deliberately plays tricks on other people's ...... like this."

Of course she was happy. Hell-barred. That's why I dressed up so glamorously and came here.

Qiu Yexian picked her up and walked to his dormitory: "Tricking you? How can this be considered a trick on you? Wait a minute. ”

He is already the emperor, Feng Jinghua is dead, from now on, he can pamper whoever he wants, he can pamper as much as he wants, and he no longer has to worry.

Now, he celebrates Feng Jinghua's death in their favorite way with the beauties who know how to please him the most.

Upper Shrine, his dormitory.

How luxurious is the emperor's bedroom? As soon as Ji Lian entered the palace, she was dazzled: this is the nest of love between her and the emperor! Unique, like a god.

She had waited too long to reach such a divine realm, but it was worth all the effort.

The queen is the most noble woman in the world, the only one who can love God, and so glory belongs to her.

The two collapsed on the bed.

Ji Lian knelt on the brocade quilt of the golden silk embroidered dragon, her cheeks were red, her eyes were full of autumn water, her slender hands trembled slightly, and she slowly untied her clothes.

When this moment finally comes, she will let him know that she has the most perfect body in the world, and even if he has thousands of women in the future, no one can compare to her.

So, Qiu Yexian saw the piece of mutton fat jade pendant she was wearing around her waist, her eyes froze, and there was an undercurrent surging in her eyes: "This jade pendant is really good, it is comparable to the royal collection." ”