"Dark One, bring the horse over." King Jin turned over and got on the horse, protected Qing'er in his arms, and wrapped her in a big coat, Qing'er was already petite, so she tossed like this, and if she didn't look carefully, she couldn't see that there were two people right away.

From the moment the king of war knew that Princess Jin was not his Qing'er, he also took the intimacy between their husband and wife calmly.

The sunset was gone, and the sky was dark. She snuggled in his arms, the moonlight was hazy, enveloping her cheeks, the faint and soft light reflected the bright face, her clear and graceful eyes were particularly attractive, he patted her on the back: "If you are sleepy, sleep for a while, and I will call you when it comes." ”

The wrap of the fox fur and the body temperature of King Jin through the clothes made her never feel cold in this extremely low temperature ice and snow, but she did not feel sleepy, and it was immediately much better than in the car, but it was also bumpy.

When she woke up again, the person was already lying on the bed, hazy, as if she saw the figure of King Jin shaking.

"Wake up." King Jin handed over a cup of hot tea, and she drank it in a few sips.

In the inner room, the pearl is the lamp, the warm light illuminates the surroundings, and the sudden lightning outside the window illuminates a corner of the house, which is white, which is really scary: "We are here, or are we temporarily looking for a place to escape this heavy snow." ”

His deep eyes narrowed slightly, he reached out to touch her blushing cheeks, and the tip of his small nose, which was red by the night wind, had just returned to its original white: "This is the Zhuangzi of the King of War, however, when I came in, there were very few lights on the road, I roughly observed that this Zhuangzi covers a lot of area, and the guards are very strict, even if the northern country sends an army, it may not be able to attack it for a while." ”

It is said that it is Zhuangzi, but it is more like a well-guarded military camp, and the northern kingdom can tolerate the king of war to act like this, and the transaction between them can be seen to be extraordinary.

King Jin was as gentle and elegant as ever, and his gentle and ironing smile made Qing'er's sleepiness go away for the most part: "You shouldn't have slept on the soft collapse again last night." ”

After hearing this, the corners of King Jin's mouth hooked slightly, and he was aggrieved like a child: "Without the permission of the lady, how can the husband dare to sleep in bed." ”

Qing'er was angry, she obviously didn't mean that, she just wanted him to go to the bed outside to sleep well, this guy, if she found an opportunity, she wanted to tease her.

King Jin looked at the little woman in front of him who was as awe-inspiring as a fighting, and there was a thick smile on the bottom of his eyebrows, and he smiled happily from the bottom of his heart: "Okay, you walk around today, the king of war sent the maid over last night, you don't have to care, the dark will follow you." As a husband, I have some things to deal with, and I can't accompany you for the time being. ”

"You seem to believe in the War King."

"It's still the lady who knows the mind of her husband, and the king of war is deep-minded, but he is also bright, otherwise, he wouldn't have missed his beloved three years ago. This is still a little reassuring for a husband, even if he has other thoughts, there is a husband, he can't move you. ”

Qing'er suddenly found that this man usually doesn't like to laugh, but under such a hearty smile, the brilliance between his eyebrows is extremely strong, and it will give people a sense of rippling.

Qing'er was fine, she bypassed the green pines and green bamboos, walked through the winding corridor, crossed the lying wavelength bridge, and stepped on the leisurely winding path. Zi'er and Yu'er were the maids assigned to her by the War King, and outside the red wall were all swamps, no

The order of the king of war, this place is like an iron wall, people outside can't get in, and people inside can't get out.

There was silence all around, the wind was light in the air, and even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Far away, a faint fragrance came to the nose, in the cold winter, except for the fragrance of plum blossoms. It is the pollen fragrance on the women's bodies, and the king of war claims to be infatuated with the original owner of this body, and he doesn't want to have a lot of warblers and swallows in this backyard, and a trace of sarcasm spreads to the corners of his mouth.

Groups of palace maids and eunuchs surrounded the women, dressed in goose yellow hibiscus and phoenix pattern palace clothes, and the slender figure wrapped in the fitting palace dress revealed beautiful curves. The snow skin is picturesque, and the cherry lips are slightly dotted, with seven points of charm and three points of coldness. Qing'er has seen many beautiful women these days, Liu Jingxian is as elegant as an orchid, Liu Lemei is as graceful as a peony, and Jin'er is as gorgeous as a peach blossom, seemingly weak but with a trace of unattainable coldness.

Compared to the woman in front of her, it is very different. The woman's appearance is well maintained, Qing'er guessed that she is by no means the woman of the war king, the skirt is impressively phoenix pattern, the pattern that the concubines in the palace like, since she is a person in the palace, is it ......

How could a person like Lord Zhan who was arrogant and scheming leave his mother in the palace and become a weakness to be coerced in the future.

"What a big courage, I don't know how to salute when I see this palace, Qiu Yue, palm mouth."

Qiu Yue has been by Niangniang's side for many years, and knows the character of the king of war well, and the woman he misses in his heart, if he is beaten by himself, he is afraid that he will not even be able to leave a whole corpse, but Niangniang's anger will not disappear, and the life of these people who serve them is also difficult.

He stepped forward slowly, and whispered in Qing'er's ear, "Miss Qing'er, offended, the slave can't help herself." ”

The sky was a deep blue, like a sea lit by dark light at night, and the clouds fluttered over her head like huge sharks swimming by, and the silence was so beautiful.

As if her eyes were dazzled by the sun, Qiu Yue screamed and fell to the ground, her face pale, "Qiu Yue, thank you for being involuntarily, I don't want to hurt you yet." ”

The concubine stared at her in surprise, and before she could see the other party's move, her people were defeated like this, Qiu Yue has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and her kung fu foundation is not bad, how did this woman who looked soft and weak do it, could it be that Che'er hid it from her and sent a secret guard to her.

"Guifei Niangniang, I have to come here as a last resort, we have no well water and no river water, I am now the princess of Jin, and I have nothing to do with the king of war, I don't know why the concubine Niangniang came to show off her might."

Fingers carved from white jade, gently plucking the strings, the sound of the piano pouring out like clouds and flowing water, the sun shines on the water, and the willow branches move with the wind, like fairies dancing lightly on the surface of the lake. The complexion is ruddy, and the black hair is flamboyant, not like a weak and deceitful person.

"Knowing your identity, you should be self-respecting, your aunt is steady and kind, thinking about others everywhere, but you are reckless, with the King of Jin, you should stay in the boudoir, but you ran to seduce the King of War, almost let him die soon, you say, how can this account palace settle with you?"

Her white face became distorted, she gritted her teeth, and remembered the news she got that day, her son did not hesitate to give up his life for this slut and jumped off the cliff, the anger factor swelled wantonly, and her chest cavity seemed to burst.

"Poof, concubine Niangniang, everyone knows that the King of Jin treats me with great grace, and the woman marries with her husband as the sky, I have never expected to get the mercy of the king of war, you are a mediocre person. King Jin is my husband, I don't think there is anything out of bounds, and the concubine is serious. Although Qing'er is not an upright person, she makes her position clear, if the concubine is smart enough, they will be at peace with each other, and both of them can be happy.

"It doesn't matter what you think, this palace just wants to break the idea of the war king, even if you have some three-legged cat kung fu, you can't help this palace, come here."

This woman is not a good stubble, this place is a little far away from her yard, there are dark and dark shadows around her, she doesn't care, it's just a pity, I thought that it was rare to meet with the concubine Niangniang, and it would not be better to understand some Gu poison, but it's a pity, people regard her as an enemy, and I can't wait to get rid of it quickly.

She rarely lives again, and she will never let others hurt her. Looking back, Zi'er's eyes were full of worry and anger, Yu'er had a smug smile on the corner of her mouth, and she stretched out her hand to pull Zi'er who was about to rush over.

I see. The laughter overflowed the red lips, and the chuckle was like a bubbling spring flowing from a mountain stream, quiet, ethereal with a hint of charm, "Auntie, do you want me to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, or do you want to be humble and beg for mercy like my aunt begged you back then." Even if my aunt pays with all my heart, when you have been a pawn for many years, without complaint, you abandon it as if you were walking, ignore your aunt's pleading to marry me to King Li, monitor his every move, and serve as a stepping stone for your cousin's grand cause. Even if you are beaten into the cold palace, you are still unwilling, and you have been preparing for a rainy day for many years, how can it be in vain. My aunt's strategy is to be a talented general, but unexpectedly, she is so embarrassed by a little woman, the world is really cold. ”

The bright sunlight cast a flickering light on her face, and her voice was so ordinary that no one realized that she had a kind of indifferent indifference.

"You're not afraid of death?" Concubine Rong looked at her intently, Qing'er used to enter the palace often, although most of the time she accompanied King Li's mother in the cold palace, and occasionally went to greet her. All I vaguely remember in my mind is this girl's shy and timid face, since when did she become different.

The willow eyebrows are beautiful, the red lips are red without dots, and the clear and dark eyes are embedded in the small goose egg face, like two Tan Gujing, without waves: "I regret my life." ”

"Oh, looks like your fate is destined to be lost here." She made a look, a sword light approached Qing'er, judging by the breath, it was a master, it seemed that there was more than one, Qing'er took a few steps back, the silver needle went down the sleeve to her hand, fighting to the death, she was not a lamb to be sacrificed.

The sharp sleeve wind came with a grand warm current without warning. The wind hunted, the branches were broken by the strong wind, and the noble concubine, who was still arrogant just now, had a gloomy face, and was supported by the palace maids to retreat to the side, and several fathers-in-law standing in front, together with the secret guards who had just shot, died on the spot in an instant.

Yu'er was dumbfounded, incredulous. Zi'er took the opportunity to break free from her clamp and ran over, "Princess, are you okay?" As he spoke, he used his body in front of her, his weak body trembled, but he didn't take a step back.

There is a sense of quiet separation between the light and elegant, just like finding a secret place in the prosperity, and the quiet is full of elegant taste. Such a murderous scene can also make him deduce another taste, interesting. 2k reading web