←樶噺zんαńɡ擳Baidu Search√{好}[若] 【书】 /Bar\Wenhao only glanced at it. There was an immediate reaction. A trace of long-lost lust suddenly jumped from the heart to the bottom of the eye. So he hurriedly covered her with a fox fur. See her like a wounded kitten. Curl yourself up in a ball. The pitiful appearance of licking the wound alone. If he's in the mood to vent his lusts. That's really too inhuman.

"Water...... Water ......" Mingshen's body writhes. There was a muffled murmur coming from the throat. The tip of his tongue licked his thirsty lips. Unintentionally enchanting. But it's extraordinarily sultry.

Wen Hao's gaze fell on her slightly pale lips. The body was suddenly hot and unbearable. My heart rippled involuntarily. It's been a long time since I've tasted the beauty of these lips. I'd love to taste it once......

But he looked at Ming Shen like a koi fish dying of thirst due to drought. and violently extinguished the commotion in his heart. Get up and go and pour her tea and water. But I found it for a long time. But only half a pot of cooled aged tea root was found.

Wen Hao was angry in his heart. Knowing that eating leftover tea will be bad for your health. But this can only be done. Hum. Empress. LAN Jieyu. Very good. Ruthless enough.

Wen Hao took the tea and sat over. One hand holds up her neck. Let her lean comfortably on her shoulder. The other hand brought the rim of the tea bowl to her lips. Lift it up slightly and feed her a drink.

Who knew her lips had just touched water. It's like a man who has been in the desert for a long time and suddenly sees an oasis. Eagerly raised his hand to drag the bottom of the bowl and drank on his head. It turned out that he drank too hard. Instead, he choked her. And he still vomited Wen Hao.

"Drink slowly. There's no one to rob you." Wen Hao said in a low voice. Big hands ran down her back. After she coughed a few times. Gave her a little more. This time she drank it with relish. But after drinking it, he frowned bitterly. I only complained that the tea was too unpalatable.

Wen Hao pinched the tea bowl tightly. His face turned blue. A wave of anger surged up in his throat. Thinking that the queen and Lan Jieyu teamed up to torture this little thing for more than half a year. He wanted to throw these two sluts into the cold palace immediately. Let them experience it well. Those kind of grinding days.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Immediately after." There was a loud bang. The bowl shattered into several petals on the ground. And Ming Shen was startled by the sudden noise. Scared faceless. I sat up all at once. Like a drowning man trying to catch driftwood. Tightly clinging to Wen Hao's neck.

At this time, her green hair fell violently. More and more thin shoulders delicate. It doesn't have the sharpness of the sharp teeth of the past. Like a lamb to the slaughter, he fell on Wen Hao's shoulder. Whimpered and cried.

Wen Hao hurriedly wrapped her in his arms. A large hand patted her smooth back. Buried her head in her clammy hair. A low whisper: "Don't be afraid. Shrewd. Unafraid. It's not a tantrum at you."

I vaguely heard a familiar voice whispering in my ear. Ming Shen cried even more fiercely. The whole person was entangled in Wen Hao's body like an octopus. Two lines of tears meandered down the face like a clear stream. The voice choked up: "The soul is more than the same. withered and solitary....... Say that I am going to go and twilight. Eat and drink and forget about people. The heart shifts without being conscious. Proud and blind date......."

"Alright. All right. Don't say it. Stop it. When you're on the 'Ascending Terrace and looking from afar'. Why don't I be in the 'sword ringing the bell and sleepless at night'? You think it's only you're looking at the dusk. I can know that I am also 'Xidian Firefly Quietly. The lonely lamp picks up the sword and does not sleep.'"

His hoarse voice was tainted with a touch of tenderness. Gently patted her on the back. Silent comfort. Listening to the little thing in my arms crying in a mess. A drop of crystal. Like condensation on pine needles. Silently slid down the corners of his eyes.

Men have tears and don't flick. Just because I didn't get to the sad place. This has been half a year. He never let go of the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival. She snuggled in Bai Pengfei's arms. personally promised to follow the scene when Bai Peng flew out of the palace.

Every time I think about it in a midnight dream. The true fire of jealousy will be blazing in his heart. Flames burn.

Humanity is deep love without complaints. It's a pity he doesn't have that heart. I can't 'let the concubine ride the fish and skim the waves', and I don't know how to face this woman who has changed her mind. So I had to hide her in Zhaoyang. Even if there is a wall apart, but 'lovesick and not on a blind date', maybe you can never see each other again in this life. But she just didn't want to let her and Bai Pengfei go to the green mountains and green waters to enjoy the world.

When Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty 'locked the long door at hand'. He doesn't know what kind of mentality it is. I don't know what the point of forcibly leaving her in the palace is. But. He's just such a paranoid temper. I would like to imprison her in the deep palace for the rest of my life. Even if. It's fine to do nothing. Or. He just wanted to keep her around. That's all.

But. Seeing her so fragile now on her shoulder. A heart-rending cry. Let Wen Hao's heart accumulate into a mountain, love and hate, and suddenly the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked. How can the distance near the end of the world be worth the warmth and lingering of each other.

After holding her into her arms again this time. A kind of warmth and melancholy that was lost and regained arose spontaneously in his heart. Like a drop of hot ink falling into clear water. Leisurely tumbling between. A pool of cold pools has been rendered.

Beauty tears. Shredding human intestines. Intense pity swelled up in him in an instant. Thereupon. A light throw in the heart. That's it. He threw in the towel.

He's been through a lot of battles. I've never been so tired from fighting. Never before has a battle been so embarrassing. Like a defeated man, I don't know what to do with this little woman. Since there are so many beauties. He's not much of a hero though. But I'm willing to bend my waist for her. Hope to be able to renew the old friendship with her.

Even if. There will always be a place in her heart that belongs to Bai Pengfei. He was willing to give in.

...

After Xizi got the dictation. He quickly took a group of palace people who were waiting in front of the emperor. Follow Qiu Gui to the Zhaoyang Palace. The original deserted palace. And so it became hot in the deeper and longer still night. The palace maids are busy in and out. Palm lamp pouring tea. Serve the tea to bathe and change clothes. The eunuchs also ran before and after. Make a fire and burn charcoal. Cook porridge and make tea. Make the Zhaoyang Hall that has not touched the popularity for more than half a year. Overnight, it was like going back to the old days.

After a hectic moment. The red candle in the Zhaoyang Hall has a high fever. It shines like daylight. The gilded beast noodle stove is vigorously burning red coal. The baking room is warm as spring.

Mingshen's body that has been soaked in hot water no longer cramps. Suddenly the people were much quieter. Changed into a clean red cloud fei makeup satin silk pants. Lying quietly on the bed. Koi futon covered with a brand new red silk surface. Extraordinarily soft and warm. Let her face fade away. There was a faint carmine flush.

The hall was lit with a faint soothing incense. The little silver picker next to him was gurgling and steaming. Wen Hao sat on the edge of the bed with a gloomy face. Holding a clean face towel in his hand. Carefully rubbing Mingshen's half-dried long hair. Several imperial doctors, including Jiang Feng. All holding their breath. Stand aside respectfully.

Occasionally, someone quietly lifts their eyelids and peeks at it. I can't help but be horrified. The proud and indifferent emperor on weekdays. He was willing to deign to take care of a woman with his own hands. It seems that this prudent noble man is not as abandoned as rumored. But the saints are better than before.

Only Jiang Feng is not surprised. is pursing her lips and chuckling. He knew it. As long as the master sees Concubine Shen's unconscious and pitiful appearance. It must be that it is a complete disregard for what kind of shelf.

Lost to him when he was drunk before. also threatened to extinguish his love with Concubine Shen. Righteousness is broken. This child is held in the palm of his hand like a jewel and cared for. This is obviously to swallow all the previous 'rhetoric'. I have to admire that this concubine Shen is really a good means. To be able to treat him as a proud, domineering and unreasonable master. The obedience of the dominion is obedient.

"How's she doing?" Wen Hao asked without raising his head. Still concentrating on wiping the soft hair. I was too worried. And he added, "There won't be any root causes."

Hear this. All the imperial doctors trembled and did not dare to answer. Only to look at Jiang Feng with a brush. Cast a pitiful gaze for help.

Jiang Feng secretly sighed. Reluctantly walked out of the column. replied very tactfully: "Back to the emperor's words. Shen Guiren is just a typhoid. There is nothing else serious. The emperor can rest assured. It's just that the emperor you also know. The body and bones of the noble man are already cold. Add to that the wear and tear of this half a year's work. I'm afraid I'm going to have to double the maintenance in the future. As for the root cause...... is definitely going to stay. But. Fortunately, it's not a big problem. However, in the future, if it happens to be rainy and snowy. The bones of the nobles will ache dullly."

"Your healer. It's not enough." Wen Hao said with a sigh. The face is even heavier. Continue to bury your head in tidying up and comb Ming Shen's messy hair with her hands. Wisps. Like a finger twister that lingers in his heart.

Time. There was silence in the hall. Jiang Feng smiled brightly. Retreated. I can't help but cry out in my heart. This is called a companion like a tiger. The master is in a bad mood. He can understand. But even if I feel sorry for Concubine Shen. I don't want to belittle the medical skills that he has always been proud of.

I remember when Huaqing Palace picked up Concubine Shen's life for him. He was very praising of his medical skills. It's just because of a little disease. It's distressed to look like this. Alas. It wasn't he who threw Concubine Shen into the snow. There is a wrong. The debtor has a master. Who to go to? Why are you making fun of him again? It's unreasonable.

...

The next morning. The first snowstorm. The rising morning sun is extraordinarily red. The soft glow of the morning light is reddish. Shrouded in a royal palace covered in snow. It's like covering the thousands of miles of frozen Qionglou Yuyu with a hazy veil. Extraordinarily enchanting. It's a pity that the light and heat in winter are too weak. It's like it's been cooled by ice and snow. I can't get warm.

Inside the dormitory of Kunning Palace. The luxury of the décor. Genting sandalwood beams. Crystal jade for the lamp. Pearls for curtains. Fan Jin is the pillar base.

The six-foot-wide agarwood bed is hung with a shark silk treasure tent next to it. The tent is embroidered with beads and silver threads and begonia flowers. The wind is blowing. Like a sea of falling clouds.

White smoke is slowly emitting from the gold smoker. Lan Musk. And only this noble and expensive incense. to be worthy of the royal family. The identity of the mother of a nation.

The lotus flower of copper rubbing gold and silver is more leaky. The sound of water drops by drops. Like the melting snow on pine needles after a clear sky. A long voice.......

Mingwan gradually woke up from her sleep. Sit up and cough lightly at the curtain. Immediately, the palace man slowly pulled out the bed. Hang with a golden hook. I saw Li Yu leading a row of palace people. Carrying a set of gold-painted toiletries rushed in. Wait for her to freshen up and change.

After Mingwan washes up. Graceful open arms. The two palace maids consciously put on a pink and purple gold peony satin robe with a big red background. A dark purple mink jacket with a collar was put on the outside. The jacket is embroidered with auspicious patterns in gold and silver. The heavy and gorgeous shows the noble demeanor of the queen of the middle palace.

That's her. Nalan Mingwan. One likes to wrap his head around the gold. A woman of great power. In this luxurious middle palace. Day after day, squandering consumes the most luxurious and precious things in the world.

After she gets dressed. was helped by Li Yu to the bronze mirror table of the golden silk koi button. The grandmother who combed her hair smeared osmanthus oil on her hair. A red gold comb carved with Luan Feng and Ming on one side. Gently combing her long hair.

Ming Wan picked out a heavy cloud sideburns from the makeup. Compare and put down in the hair. Man Sheng asked, "I heard that the Zhaoyang Hall was lively last night."

Li Yu frowned. couldn't help but worry: "The emperor has been busy all night in Zhaoyang Palace. It's a big fire. He struck the chief steward and a dozen or so little eunuchs. Lan Jieyu is afraid that she will also suffer this time. Even the queen mother. Even...... I'm afraid I can't escape the implication."

Ming Wan stroked a handful of scattered green silk on her chest. sneered again and again: "What does this have to do with this palace. Did this palace ask her to punish the nobles who knelt down? Or the palace personally instructed her to practice the Zhaoyang Palace. Hongu asked her to take good care of Hongu's sister. Is there anything wrong? It's her own bad mind. would be wrong. For the sake of fighting for the wind and jealousy, I moved my crooked thoughts. It has nothing to do with this palace. Even if the emperor blames it. Stand up to the sky. Doing this palace is a crime of lax governance. What is there to be afraid of."

Li Yu came back to his senses. One after another echoed: "The queen is really a female Zhuge . You're right. It's obvious that Lan Jieyu is ruthless and vicious. It would be wrong for the queen's good intentions. So they have evil thoughts in their hearts and do such evil things. Even if the emperor wants to blame. I can't blame our Kunning Palace."

"It's a pity. Hongu thought she was a praying mantis. Didn't expect. It's the life of a cicada. The yellow finch has been hungry for too long. There are times when I look at the wrong eye." Ming Wan sighed mournfully. Nature is not sighing for itself. Rather, he is sighing for the red face that will wither in the future. Sigh that fate is always impermanent.

And that's when . Said Cao Cao. Cao Cao arrived. I saw a palace maid kneeling outside the pearl curtain. Reported: "Queen Qiyu. Lan Jieyu is out asking to see her."

"Got it. Let her in." Mingwan is not salty or light. The corners of his mouth pulled out a sneering arc.