Red Luo Fu Bucket Tent, Four Corners Hanging Sachet. The night in the originally cold room was warm and fragrant, and a few ambiguous moans mixed with long gasps were lingering and fragrant, and the tent trembled slightly. The candlelight flickered, and the ink-colored robes and water-colored palace veils scattered on the ground seemed to be inseparable. Under the bed, a pair of embroidered shoes hung with bright moon beads, and the tips of another pair of Qingyun official boots were placed.

"Hmm......" The clouds and rain stopped at the beginning, and the voice was soft.

"The concubine's body is soft, but you don't have to pester the minister like this, if the minister can't control it, it's not good for you to hurt it again."

The man's voice was low, mixed with the hoarseness of lust.

"Well, let's not talk about that. If I don't hook it, will you be able to control it? The woman's voice was full of anger, her eyebrows were also affectionate, and her long legs were wrapped, like a snake, wrapped around the man's waist, begging for pleasure.

"I don't know, my mother is getting more and more open." The man's eyes sank, as if he was very displeased, but the corners of his mouth were still smiling.

"Tsk, Mrs. Han, you grew up with this palace, haven't you always claimed to know this palace best?" The person in the pillow smiled, turned over and pressed the man under him, a pair of Danfeng eyes smiled slightly, but the bottom of his eyes was cold: "Now I understand, people's hearts are separated from the belly, even if they are two little guesses, isn't it the same calculation when they grow up?" ”

Han Shuo laughed sullenly, looked at the woman on his body, and asked softly, "Yun Yun, are you hating me?" ”

The tail of his eyes was raised, and he smiled like a goblin in the peach blossom rain: "Where can I be, if you hadn't withdrawn my Chu family's marriage, I wouldn't have been able to enter the palace and become the emperor's favorite concubine, wouldn't I?" Speaking of which, Yun Yun wanted to thank Mrs. Han for his great kindness. ”

After saying that, his body also left the warm place. didn't cover the bruises on his body, went straight out of bed, and picked up the red belly pockets of mandarin ducks in pairs.

Han Shuo propped himself up and watched her slowly put on her crimson palace clothes, on which there were peacocks ready to fly, which was very beautiful.

"The peacock flies southeast, wandering for five miles."

As he straightened his clothes, the delicate look on his face faded. Turning his head, Ruhua's face was a little sneering: "Taifu has always been in good spirits, after love, do you always want to be so elegant?" It's a pity that the palace gate is about to drop the key, and the palace has to go back quickly. Otherwise, you can still send a sentence to Taifu. ”

Han Shuo laughed twice, got out of bed and put on an ink-colored robe, approached Yun Yun, and ran his index finger over her lips: "But the minister really wants to hear what the minister wants to send to the minister, how can this be good?" ”

In the silent middle of the night, in the house of Han Shuo, the Taifu of the Great Jin Dynasty, everything was silent. Only this room is lit up, and a pair of figures, if the atmosphere is better, it can be regarded as fragrant and charming.

It's a pity, Chu Yunyun has tenderness and will not give this chaotic thief, the flush on his face dissipated, his thin lips opened slightly, and he spit out a sentence:

"The palace sends the Taifu, wanders under the garden tree, and hangs the southeast branch!"

After speaking, he opened the door and went out, blending into the night.

"Hahahaha-" There was a burst of laughter from the room, and Han Shuo held on to the door, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

is a beautiful woman, but she is unforgiving.

"Drive!" There was a shout, and the horseshoe wheels sounded in unison. Sitting in the carriage, his face was pale and he couldn't stop retching.

"Mother, mother." Hugh Yu was a little anxious to help her agree: "Since it's so uncomfortable every time you go, why don't we go next time?" Tell Taifu that he will..."

"Hugh." Yun Yun leaned on the carriage and took a breath: "I told you to take a break, and there are still so many words." Go back to the palace to serve the palace to bathe, and the rest, you shouldn't care, just don't talk more. ”

"But—" Hugh frowned.

"It's time to get to the palace gate, be quiet." He eased his breath and leaned quietly in the carriage, waiting for the inspection of the palace gate.

"Who is still in the palace at such a late hour?" The voice of the guard came from outside: "Get out of the car and check!" ”

The driver of the car did not move, reined in his horse, took a sign from his waist, and shook it before their eyes.

The guards saw it clearly, gasped, immediately looked away, took a few steps back to get out of the way, and even opened the half-hidden palace door.

"I don't know if it's Taifu!" There was caution in the panicked voice, and the guards around them all knelt down one after another. The sound of the weapon hitting the ground made people irritate to hear, and he frowned, feeling that the carriage was going back to the palace before he sneered.

Taifu, the Han Taifu of the Great Jin Dynasty. His waist card is really easy to use everywhere. When it's so late, no one inside makes a sound, and it can be just let go. Knowing that it wouldn't be him, these people flattered to the end.

Stretched out his hand and picked up the curtain on one side, the red on the palace wall could still be faintly seen in the dark night, winding all the way, from the palace gate to the right, winding into the deep harem. The palace wall is so high that it looks like a fish pond.

She, Chu Yunyun, is the most unwilling fish in this gorgeous fish pond.

In the thirty-sixth year of the Jin Kingdom, the second year of the reign of Emperor Hui of Jin, the wind and rain of the Great Jin Dynasty were smooth and the people were simple. There is no enemy and foreign troubles outside, and there are ministers of peace inside. Emperor Sima Zhen's life can be said to be very good, even if he is a fool, there are people who provide him with fine clothes and food, and he does not need to approve the excerpts, and he does not need to read the documents. Sleeping happily with a beautiful woman every day, no disease and no disaster is the best.

Everyone in the world says that there are three uniques in Dajin.

Emperor Sima is absolutely stupid.

Han's Zihu, absolute wisdom.

Chu's is beautiful.

Our story began slowly from the sound of the wheels, on the jade fingers of the cold beauty who half-concealed her face.