"Since the flower slave is here, I will stay in the last few days, but your room has been kept in the palace. Look, how good this palace is to you. "A beautiful woman is beautiful no matter what kind of action she does, and she is pleasing to the eye, like a beautiful flower roll.

Time will always treat the beauty bit by bit, even if it is the years, it can't take away the beauty of her face, and what is left is the beauty of precipitation.

In the morning, the frost and cold dew, the willow is stained.

The room with a low curtain creates a hazy atmosphere. The delicate pro-rose petals tremble lightly without wind, dropping a few petals of pink to extend to the beauty of red, and the tender yellow stamens are blooming with its own thousands of styles, and the delicate love of the people.

"Slave obedience." Kneeling so that his legs and feet were a little numb, and he didn't say anything.

He Dangli was relieved to indulge in his desires, but that breath was still relieved too early, and he didn't know the words happiness and sorrow.

I only heard that the eldest princess An Hui, who was originally a little sleepy, rubbed her temples that were a little sore, and glanced meaningfully at He Dangli, who was kneeling on the lower side. couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and said loudly; "Before the flower slave came, he slept with the saint, but the palace couldn't bear the appearance of that person, after all, the flower slave was born so beautiful that it was hard to hold back." The nails of hibiscus and cardamom dyed with gold dust are lightly touched to the lips.

The extreme allure of white and red is indescribable. Is the beauty of the skin as white as clotted fat, or delicate and soft as the red of bones.

I only feel that all kinds of customs are transformed into this, forming a unique picture of a delicate lady lying down. Compared with the roses not far from it, it is more delicate, a little more glamorous, and it is worthy of being a beautiful and picturesque, tender and graceful, and charming in language. The strange clothes are magnificent, and the bone image should be pictured.

He Dangli's hand hidden under the dark pattern bamboo embroidered sleeve robe clenched into a fist and secretly tightened. In the skull below, the eyes are constricted. The pale mouth squirmed up and down, and finally nodded after a long time; "Yes."

It's not something that is hard to say, there is something, and nothing is nothing. Why deceive yourself, besides, her business is like a book in the sun, spread out to dry. It's clear, it's clear.

also came to ask this question, but it was intended to knock her duty. It's like the night she left the eldest princess's mansion, the oath and promise she made. Just thinking about it, her heart is even more gloomy, and the gloomy, bloody vine man is growing and spreading on its own, until it finds the right nutrients and grows into a big tree in the sky that no one can shake.

"Giggles, this palace just likes the honesty and truth of the flower slave, and even this wooden character who doesn't like to talk much is very pleasing to this palace." The plain white slender jade hand knocked over the dried sweet fruits on the small table next to the bed without minding, and didn't seem to care, patronizing and covering his mouth to hide his smile.

After the piercing laughter stopped, the woman above kindly picked up a candied date that accidentally rolled down on the green lotus cloud brocade surface of the Xiangfei-colored longan peony, and fed it to the person kneeling at his feet. "I don't know if the flower slave thinks it tastes good, the younger brother of this palace has been thinking about the flower slave for many years, and now he finally got what he wanted. It's just that some of these methods have been done, and if they are changed to this palace, there are many ways to do it. The eldest princess An Hui yawned lazily, and then turned her eyes to see the person who was still kneeling straight like a little poplar even if she was kneeling on the ground.

The small rhombic flower/lip was still stained with the little white frost candy she had accidentally stained after she had just fed it.

It's just like it was back then, but, to be precise, something has quietly and inadvertently changed. The only thing that remains unchanged is still obedient from beginning to end, and the well-behaved ones are a little more supple than the pets raised at home.

"You said that if the younger brother of this palace learned what kind of agreement Hua Nu reached with this palace back then, would he continue to give you the freedom he deserves, as he is now, I am afraid that it is not possible to imprison people in the high walls of the deep palace and die for the rest of their lives." The woman with an unbelievably beautiful face raised her white and tender calves and put them on He Dangli's shoulder, lowering her eyes and sneering.

"I don't know." It's not just that I don't know, I don't even want to think about it. The hand spontaneously massaged the white and tender calf on his shoulder.

He Dangjue's current self is no different from the flower slave who was still in the building back then, if there is, it is also a sludge that everyone can trample on and under their feet. and the dust that was trampled under the feet of the supreme imperial power, although the essence before and after is the same. But the distinction is natural.

In the past, everyone could be bullied, even a person with a few stinky money in the family could put her dignity and self-esteem under her feet. Even after they stepped on the left side of their face, they continued to stretch their right face over, and they had to smile and say yes. And now it's just a slave under the imperial power, not to mention the power and money in their hands, the flower slave who everyone can bully at the beginning has long been an existence that they don't even deserve to admire.

The room was quiet when no one spoke, and it was even frighteningly quiet. It seems that even the sound of the petals falling and falling can be heard clearly, and there is the occasional soft sound of the hand massaging the leg.

"I've eaten that medicine flower slave before." The moist red lips were slightly half-opened, and he spit out this sentence that was so light that it seemed to disperse as soon as the wind blew.

Faint, shallow, as if the closest lover lies in your ears and temples.

But it was no less than thunder in the deep water in He Dangli's ears, his face turned white and white, and the hand that was being massaged suddenly stopped moving. The lower lip was bitten until the tip of the tongue was bitten and tasted a strong iron smell, so as not to make himself panic out of control.

She naturally knew what kind of medicine the eldest princess An Hui was talking about, but because of this, she didn't want to reply.

"I don't know, why don't you take the medicine that this palace gave you." The eldest princess of Anhui pushed He Dangli away, and her originally charming and lovely face faintly became a little hideous and ruthless, and then grabbed He Dangli's shoulder, leaving the nails that were so long that they pinched into her flesh with a piercing chill, word by word; "This palace wants you to conceive that person's child no matter what, unscrupulous means, Hua Nu can be clear."

"Hua Nu is so beautiful, let alone a man, even Bengong occasionally can't help but want to do something to Hua Nu. How could the flower slave waste such a good skin that was conferred by the soul, and how could you have a second choice, you need to know that there are eggs under the nest. ”

"Slave ......" He Dangli frowned uncomfortably from the hatred of being forcibly pinched into the flesh by a woman, and she was unwilling in her heart.

Just because her life was a complete tragedy, she didn't want the flesh and blood she gave birth to to be reduced to the same work as her, and she was a victim of the struggle for imperial power. People are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, so what difference does it make if they follow the walking dead with skin.

The woman also seemed to see her reluctance hidden under the skin, and deliberately softened her voice a little, and the hideous face full of hatred gradually calmed down. It's like Satan, a demon from hell, holding a beautiful red apple and tempting her step by step.

"As long as the flower slave agrees to this condition, from now on this palace will have nothing to do with the flower slave. Even the contract signed at the beginning was written off, and even everything that was hidden in the past of Hua Nu was kept, how about this deal. Hua Nu doesn't need to reply to the palace right away, after all, Hua Nu is a smart person, because he knows how to make the right trade-off, isn't it. The woman's hand caressed the red mark in front of her, and spoke Satan's words of temptation.

Smart people just like to talk to smart people and don't need to beat around the bush. One click.

She believed that Hua Nu would be a smart person, and from the moment she agreed to her conditions, she knew that this was not just a domestic dog. It's more like a beast trapped in an iron cage, just waiting for its wings to be full.

What's more, she also knows that this person seems to be heartless and ruthless, but the heart hidden behind him is softer than anyone else. Otherwise, how could they be forcibly pinched by their sisters and brothers again and again, and they couldn't fly out if they wanted to.

He Dangli didn't know what kind of unbearable posture he had taken to leave the room that was so suffocating that he wanted to faint, and he didn't know what conditions he had agreed to for compensation for the loss of rights. She only knew that her whole person was like a lifeless walking corpse, and even the sun that was so hot outside that the wicker wilted couldn't dispel the chill in her heart.

It's easy to live, but it's hard to do. What's more, I still hope to live like a person, with no past gloom haunting you, only warm sunshine waiting.

This is the property of her husband's family after the eldest princess An Hui got married. The architectural tendencies of the main courtyard are gentle and affectionate with the gentleness and affection of Jiangnan, elegant and small. White stucco walls combined with light red roof tiles, continuous arches and cloisters. The porch and foyer stretch to the north and south, and the living room and bedroom are equipped with low windows and hexagonal viewing bay windows, and the dining room is connected to the north and south, and the indoor and outdoor scenes are blended.

Pavilions, pavilions, ponds, pavilions, and water pavilions are reflected in the green pines and cypresses. Rockeries, flower beds, bonsai, vines and bamboos, dotted in between.

After leaving the suffocating room, he didn't know where he walked at will. I only felt that as she got in the farther direction, she walked further and further away, until she reached a secluded and distant path where no one was.

I don't know who planted a few poplars from the north here, under the scorching sun, the green canopy is like a green umbrella stretched out, the leaves on the branches are crowded next to each other, and the clusters are piled on top of the ring, like the green flowers of the tree, and the thick fragrance is even more intoxicating.

He Dangli stretched out his hand to block the somewhat dazzling light, walked to an unmanned corridor, slowly half-squatted down and hugged his knees, and the green silk slid down to cover his face.

She had never felt at this moment now that she was living a mistake.

Under the imperial power, she is as small as an ant, how can she have the power to resist.

is like what the eldest princess An Hui said - there are eggs under the nest.

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