In the purple palace room, the copper lamp is bright and off.

When it comes to the eyes, it is full of red colors.

The mahogany carved doors and windows are pasted with the word Xi, and the body is a bright and gorgeous red wedding dress.

Sanskrit frowned slightly.

This is...... Where?

"Fanyin, you finally married me and became my husband." The empress is no longer dressed in a noble and gorgeous purple, but in a gorgeous red dress.

The bright colors are like jade.

Her bright eyebrows and eyes, gentle as flowers, bent red lips, and whispered.

In the tone, there was a hint of joy.

- Nope!

- It can't be!

Sanskrit finally lost its former calmness, and its eyes were full of turbulent waves.

He stood up suddenly!

How could he marry the empress as a husband?!

But the girl pressed him on the phoenix couch, lowered her head to find his lips, and kissed him: "Fanyin, I am very happy, you are willing to marry me, be my husband, my Fengjun......"

No.

He didn't.

Sanskrit retorted in her heart.

"Fanyin, don't worry, I will definitely love you well." The girl continued, "Tonight, it's the night of candles in the cave room with Fanyin......

She raised her hand and took off his big red robe.

At the same time, they also remove their own clothing.

The white and slender body is covered with gentleness and strength.

Blendered, lingering.

The red tent swayed.

A little cinnabar in the center of the man's eyebrows became more and more poignant and beautiful, and the peach blossom lips were rippling, in the dim and hot charm, he breathed slightly, and said one by one: "Red makeup, red makeup ......"

[Ding!] The target character Sanskrit sounds, the opinion is 5, and the strategy completion is 20! ］

……

"It turned out to be a dream."

Sanskrit suddenly woke up and sat up, cold sweat dripping on his forehead, and after a while, he suddenly sighed.

It's just that the content of the dream makes Sanskrit ashamed.

He actually ......

I would dream of painting and facing the empress.

The white-clothed holy monk closed his eyes slightly, his face was almost transparent, and there was a faint smell of fragility in the holiness and coldness.

Buddha......

Thyme Red ......

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"Your Majesty, Master Fanyin is in the purple bamboo forest in the back mountain, please come with the little monk."

The little novice was already familiar with this temple regular, and his expression and demeanor faded away from the restraint he had when he first saw the sky, and he had to become more and more calm.

He folded his hands, turned slightly, and walked in front of Fenghua.

A purple bamboo is graceful, standing proudly in the wind, its leaves are dashing, rustling.

On the white marble table, there is a game of chess.

The holy monk in the white robe is elegant, and his posture is straight in front of the chess game.

The purple-clothed empress folded her fan, approached with a smile, and said, "Sanskrit is really interesting. ”

“……”

The white-clothed holy monk did not raise his eyebrows.

Fenghua walked to the position behind Fanyin, and noticed that this person's body suddenly stiffened, and she smiled secretly in her heart.

Immediately, the phoenix's eyes swept over the scattered chessboard of the black and white twins, and the white fingertips picked up a black piece and landed in one place without hesitation.

Endgame, solved.

She withdrew her hand and lazily played with the folding fan, "What's so good about this broken chess game, come, Fanyin will accompany me for a walk." ”

As she spoke, the purple-clothed and black-haired girl reached out to pull the white-clothed holy monk.

Her fingertips had just touched the back of Fanyin's hand, and the person seemed to be burned by a scarlet cigarette butt, and hurriedly dodged to avoid it.

The action that couldn't be avoided made Fenghua squint dangerously.

Sanskrit stood up, and the hem of the white monk's robe hung down like a flowing cloud, revealing a taste of holiness.

The little novice stepped back with a very good look.

The two walked to the back mountain.

There is no one around, and the Peach Blossom Creek flows.

Fenghua suddenly paused, "Fanyin, you seem to be ...... today." Dodge? ”