Extra-two secular bondage: down

fingers, quickly reached her wrist, slightly grasped, wrapped around the slender wrist of the thick sleeve, all landed in the palm of the hand.

The bone joint twitched, but he didn't exert himself, turned his eyes, raised his eyes, looked at Mu Jianlang in surprise, and didn't speak.

"Don't go, okay?"

The tone was apprehensive, with a bit of pleading, and the overflowing feelings were more and more impossible to hide tonight, under the blooming red plums.

Born in a restaurant, he has been in charge of harem affairs for several years, and he has been thinking about things, especially love and love, Qing Ruo has learned a lot, and the surging love in Mu Jianlang's eyes at this moment can be seen at a glance.

Slowly withdrew his wrist, his heart was turbulent, was it his whim, or this love was too deep, or she neglected this love from the beginning.

The other jade hand, which was still shrunk in the warm hand cover, twisted the thick fur in the warm hand cover, and sighed silently, I hope he doesn't have to pierce it, otherwise, it will be really embarrassing in the coming day.

"Jianlang, you kid should know how to take care of yourself, it's cold. ”

The meaning of refusal is clear, if Mu Jianlang is not a stubborn person in love, he should turn back in time and rein in the precipice.

The empty fingertips, the cold wind passed, and the hot place that was stabbed by the red plum was tingling and biting cold.

"Qingruo, I haven't seen you for many days, stay with me more. ”

Seeing that, Mu Jianlang didn't see the momentum, and between his words, he became more and more excessive, Qing Ruo suddenly pursed his lips and turned cold:

"The mourning family suddenly felt unwell, so they took the first step and hoped that the emperor would take care of the dragon's body. ”

"You really have to be so determined! Over the years, you know best what kind of character I am.

I will not give up my heart for you, having made it clear to you. ”

The speed of speech increased, the voice was raised, and it sounded without hesitation behind Qing Ruo, and it poured into Qing Ruo's ears, making it difficult to move an inch.

clenched his fists, his eyelashes were slightly hidden, he never thought that he would be so ignorant, and he would really dare to say this love that could not see the light of day.

His mind was mixed up, his throat was dry and tight, and after thinking about it, he didn't know how to stop him, and it seemed that the words gathered in his heart were too pale.

The wide cape, the gorgeous spin, the heel stepped on the glittering snow, creaking, creaking, slowly moving in front of Mu Jianlang step by step, although it was close at hand, the distance was even worse:

"Today is the birthday of the mourning family, the emperor is so hearted, and the mourning family is very comforted.

It's just that the mourning family is really tired, and the emperor doesn't want to mess around, He Shi should be in a hurry. ”

"I've made it clear, why are you pretending to be confused, this reversal is inevitably tough, why bother?"

His mind was clear, such a cold and hard question, the heart that had been dead for a long time, faintly pained again, lost his momentum, and stared at Mu Jianlang in amazement, confused, and did not know his gaffe.

The lips are slightly opened, the heartbeat is like thunder, and the face is like stopping water, and they are warned over and over again, over and over again, what a huge disparity there is:

"What nonsense is you talking about, today's events, the emperor has never said it, and the mourning family has never heard it, so it's ......"

Mu Jianlang didn't hear it, and insisted on tearing off the mask, and the last room was trampled with blood:

"The latter position is reserved for you, if you should not, I would rather put the latter position on hold in this life!

Juan Xi is born of an adulterous relationship between a virtuous concubine and a person, Li Concubine, Hui Concubine, Jin Beauty, Dan Beauty, and is still a perfect body!

Although I am on the throne, I only want to be happy with the woman I truly love. ”

Later, the tone became deeper and lower, more and more depressed, the smile at the corner of the mouth, bleak, and the love in the eyes was deep.

Buzzing in her ears, Mu Jianlang's words and deeds tonight, the shock brought to her is incomprehensible, her palms are clenched and loosened again and again, and cold sweat is dripping.

His face was as pale as a burst, and his love was really harmful, his stubborn temperament was really going to ruin him, he was very human, he had no children under his knees, and he was bound to be uneasy......

"Ridiculous! You know, I am the woman of the first emperor, I am your mother, and you have feelings for me.

It is a violation of common ethics, a violation of palace rules and etiquette, and a trip that damages the face of the royal family!

As the king of a country, you should put the country first, and that's how I taught you, don't you know shame and make people laugh?

You and I, in this life, in this life, in this life, forever and forever, it is absolutely impossible!"

The words were heavy, his eyes were sharp and cold, and these words trembled when he fell on Qingruo's heart.

Mu Jianlang's heroic face, which is no longer immature, is full of sadness, he sits in the world, but he doesn't even have the right to stay with the woman he loves, what is the use of him wanting this country.

Her eyes are full of those rituals, but she has never read his sincerity, the two of them are not related by blood, why should they take care of those secular rituals and religions, and they will have a miserable life, and why should they be bound.

"For you, even if you risk the world's condemnation, what?

I am the prince of a kingdom, and if I have to make you queen, I see, who will dare to stop me?

I can stay with you, even if I abandon this country, I don't want this country, I just want you!

You and I are together, why should we care about the eyes of others?"

Those glass-like eyes, in the moonlight, dim, dead and silent, but firm and unchangeable.

If Qing is not moved, she can't be moved, it is enough to meet someone who treats her like this in this life, but she can't hurt him, and the smile raised is full of mockery:

"Put away your cheap love, everything, it's just your own talk, wishful thinking.

Why should we be afraid of the eyes of others? You know, people are terrible!

I know that I am not a woman who will sacrifice for love, I am just like those worldly women.

At the beginning, your father was in his twilight years, and I was willing to enter the palace as the queen, but what I coveted was the power and glory, if not, why did you enter the palace when I did?

Supporting you and teaching you is just a way out for me, you are at best just a chess piece in my hand that cannot be abandoned, don't be too self-righteous.

Now that I am the Queen Mother, I have lived a comfortable and noble life, why should I be condemned for you? What I want is to be remembered for eternity, not to be spurned forever!"

At this point, Mu Jianlang was still deadlocked, unwilling to let Qingruo leave, in his heart, she had never been the kind of woman who was greedy for vanity.

Her appearance, her state of mind, and her resourcefulness are all unique, even if she doesn't have him in her heart, he doesn't want her to say that she is so unbearable.

She left, he dragged, she was finally ruthless, slapped him hard, in this silent night, it looked quite crisp, and the sharp fingers fell a bloody mark on the face.

Mu Jianlang covered his cheeks aggrievedly, stunned in place, looked at her, and trampled the red plum on his own hairpin.

The eyes were full of her resolute back, and the rose-red cloak became his last memory of that night, with two lines of tears and a wry smile.

Since that night, he has been seriously ill, and the imperial doctor said that he is depressed in his heart and needs to recuperate.

In the dream, in a trance, it was all her figure that night, but she was ruthless, and she didn't look at him until he recovered from his heart disease.

A few months, in a hurry, it was the middle of summer, and the two of them had no contact, separated by the palace walls, separated by the hearts of mustard, and became more and more estranged.

Mu Jianlang accepted a few more concubines, but they were still pregnant, and the back position was still vacant according to the original appearance.

The feast in the palace was set up at night, and if only Qing had not participated, he dismissed a group of palace maids and sat alone in the sleeping palace, enjoying the bleakness of the summer.

The door panel was knocked open, and when I raised my eyes, my heart tightened, it was the face I hadn't seen for a long time, the smell of wine, and the clear eyes were mixed with misty lust, and I smiled at her stupidly.

When he lost his mind, the scroll in his hand fell to the ground suddenly, frowning, and he was uneasy, Mu Jianlang looked like this, which was really shocking.

Looking at him staggering step by step, Qing Ruofen didn't move, but his hairs stood on end, and he said coldly:

"Your Majesty, you are drunk. ”

"Yes, I was drunk, drunk, and I dared to come to you. ”

Silently whispered, dyed with lingering bitterness and melancholy, in front of Qingruo, squatted down, supported his hands beside her, and looked carefully.

I haven't seen her for a few months, Qingruo has actually lost weight, she has always been anorexic in summer, but she is not so thin, and she can't help but feel a burst of pity.

Qing Ruo was silent, not daring to act rashly, sniffing the thick pungent smell of wine on Mu Jianlang's body, his thoughts had already turned a thousand times.

She didn't know what Mu Jianlang wanted to leave the palace banquet and come to her, or what was the intention of setting up this unprovoked palace banquet......

Trying to push away his hand confined to her side, she didn't move, the slender jade fingers, touching the thin clothes of summer, the scorching temperature, seemed to rush to the tip of his heart for a moment.

The cat scratched it as if it was itchy, the desire in the bottom of my heart, the love that had been suppressed for many years, was about to erupt, and the color of my eyes was even more blurry.

got up, approached infinitely, put one hand on the soft roof, and the other hand, caressed her face, which made her tremble suddenly, and she had no reason.

With an indignant look, he avoided the slender palm, and a thin red appeared on his face, it turned out that he really had impure intentions, it turned out that he hadn't let go yet.

Taking advantage of the air, he violently pushed his hand away, trying to flee outward, but before he could open his bow, his waist was tightly clamped, his feet hung in the air, and his body fell uncontrollably, falling back to the soft collapse.

Before he had time to struggle, Mu Jianlang had already bullied up, leaned over, kissed her lips, and untied her clothes with both hands.

With the sweetness of the taste of wine, it covered her lips and teeth, but at this time, she had no time to recall, desperately dodging, but still couldn't withstand Mu Jianlang's strength.

With a chill on her waist, he had already stripped off his outer skirt, one hand imprisoned her arms, and the other hand reached into her shirt and caressed her snow muscles.

In a hurry, he bit his lip fiercely, until the blood in his mouth was filled, he was still frantically demanding, without stopping, and the thoughts that had been pent up for months hit like a tide, and it was difficult to control himself with the strength of wine.

Simply, giving up the struggle, Mu Jianlang was slightly stunned, arched his head, and looked at the lifeless person under him, his expression was slightly flustered.

Gathered up in his clothes, his blood-stained lips moved slightly, with a little coolness:

"Mu Jianlang, do you know what you're doing? Get out!"

Reaching out, wiping away the red blood on her lips, touching the softness, rubbing it carefully, I can't put it down.

"Naturally, I know that since I have done it, I will do it thoroughly!"

Laughing at herself, her eyes full of lust and frenzy, her head buried in her neck, greedily sucking.

Qing Ruo resisted, Mu Jianlang was motionless like a dead corpse, and scolded coldly:

"Brute, let go, I'm calling!"

"Shout! I came in through the main gate, and many palace maids saw it!

As soon as you shouted, the whole world knew that the dignified monarch and his queen mother had done a terrible thing!"

Raising her eyes, she roared lowly, her eyes were bloody, Qingruo was stunned, and for a while, she forgot her situation at this time.

Mu Jianlang has always been gentle, and even more so for her, how should he have forced himself to be like this in the past few months, this is all her fault......

With a stabbing sound, the clothes on Qingruo's shoulders were torn to shreds, and a large piece of snow muscle could not be covered anymore, Mu Jianlang was iron-hearted tonight.

Ashamed and angry, he tore off the silver hairpin in the middle of his hair, and the sharp hairpin tail was against his jade neck, word by word:

"If you don't stop, I will die on this collapse today, you see, I dare not dare!

What is the difference between you and a brute, who keep saying that you love me, and humiliating me like this!"

Mu Jianlang got up slowly, his face gloomy, and he stared at Qing Ruo's cold and beautiful eyes for a moment.

Qing Ruo sat up, his clothes were disheveled, his snow muscles were bare, and there was a faint bruise on his neck, he was embarrassed, but his expression was arrogant.

Mu Jianlang suddenly took a step closer, Qingruo retreated vigilantly, but there was no way to retreat, pulling her hand holding the silver hairpin, she wanted to pull away, but she couldn't move.

Seeing that, the end of the silver hairpin pierced into Mu Jianlang's chest, and Mu Jianlang only snorted and let go of her hand.

The silver hairpin was still on his chest, and a large piece of blood had flowed, soaking the ink-colored clothes, and Mu Jianlang, with his knees bent, knelt down softly beside her couch.

"Now, you are satisfied, how can I force you to hurt your life, without you, what is the use of my cheap life?"

Listening to Mu Jianlang's muttered rebuke, Qing Ruo couldn't care about his manners, and even knelt beside him, holding his shoulder with teary eyes, his eyes full of panic, not like a fake.

"Come on, come on! Xuan Imperial Doctor!"

Qingruo roared towards the outer hall with a crying voice, Mu Jianlang was surprised, and fell into her arms, unconscious.

Love, which is beautiful, befell the two of them, but it has become an unprecedented disaster, confined to the world, hurt by one's own body, and painful in one's heart......

Up and down Yunruo Palace, there was a mess, Mu Jianlang treated it properly, and in three or two days, it had recovered as before, but Yunruo Palace had changed its former appearance and became a place of secrecy.

The scene of that day, many people, still vividly, the queen mother's clothes do not cover the body, the emperor's life is dying, how to speculate, it is the matter of the palace people, how to solve it, is Mu Jianlang's business.

Forced by rumors, Qing Ruo was convicted of fornication, Mu Jianlang suddenly broke through, and Qing Ruo was in a hurry.

In order to save the royal face, she took off the name of the Empress Dowager Qingruo, drove her into the imperial temple to repent, and there was no one to serve her, and she was not allowed to step into the palace gate for life.

It's another winter, the snow is falling, Mu Jianlang got married, and after the establishment, he married the daughter of the Qingge tribe, which can be regarded as a kiss and a kiss, and is talked about by the people.

This woman's name is Si Nan, she is the righteous sister of the tribal chief, her status is noble, and she heard that this woman is extremely intelligent, but she hurt her face when she was a child, so she wore a half-plum blossom mask to cover her face.

Xia Guo has always advocated marrying a wife and marrying a virtuous person, and Mu Jianlang is the monarch of the country, this queen must be a noble, this woman is in line with it, not to mention, there is Mu Qianxun's face, who dares to say that one is not.

I heard that ten miles out of Xicheng, a new red plum was planted, and it was blooming, and Mu Jianlang took the newly married queen to watch.

Snow, the plum lining the branches, bewitching, beautiful, no one around, Mu Jianlang took off the mask with one hand, his clean face was in full bloom, and the red plum was eclipsed.

A red plum hairpin for her, just like the winter of that year, with gentle movements, eyebrows and eyes with a smile, calling softly:

"Qingruo. ”

"Wrong, it's Sinan. ”

"Okay, Sinan, my queen. ”