Seeing that she was still in the mood to decorate the entire courtyard, Sima Mo's dark eyes narrowed slightly, "It seems that you are having a good life." ”

"Drag Your Majesty's blessings, life is okay."

"I didn't know that someone could decorate a dilapidated courtyard with great pleasure." Sima Mo said with sarcasm.

Murong Jin frowned and raised his eyes to look at Sima Mo. Only to realize that the distance between him and her was only a foot, and perhaps because the distance was too close, she smelled the faint wine emanating from him.

"What? Where are all the sharp teeth on weekdays? Sima Mo's dark eyes were dyed with a hint of anger, and he couldn't get a response from Murong Jin, so Sima Mo suddenly grabbed Murong Jin's wrist, "I'm asking you!"

There was a pain in his hand, Murong Jin came back to his senses and struggled, "Your Majesty, you are drunk." ”

"I'm not drunk!" Sima Mo increased the strength of his hand.

Murong Jin gasped, "Please respect yourself, Your Majesty...... Hmmm......"

As soon as the words disappeared, Sima Mo suddenly grabbed her lips, Murong Jin panicked, and kept struggling, but the kiss came domineering and strong, so that Murong Jin could hardly breathe.

Biting her soft lips violently, Sima Mo's tongue with a strong smell of wine penetrated into her lips and teeth domineeringly, and sucked her sweetness brutally.

After all, she couldn't withstand Sima Mo's strength, and she struggled from the beginning to slowly give up in the end.

Sima Mo's eager kiss gradually turned into tenderness, and the lingering heat began to spread throughout her body, causing her reason to gradually fall.

After a long time, Sima Mo finally let go of her, "Murong Jin obeys the order and goes to the Yongming Palace tonight to sleep." ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin, who was still gasping for breath, instantly came back to his senses, "Your Majesty, you can't ......"

"Murong Jin, don't use your rhetoric to convince me again!"

"Your Majesty!" Murong Jin's dark eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, "Does Your Majesty want all the courtiers to think that Your Majesty is a king who has no word for himself?" ”

"I am the Son of Heaven, which woman do I want to spoil and who dares to have an opinion?"

"Okay, Your Majesty can not take care of the courtiers, but what about the deceased Empress Xiaoxian? Can Your Majesty ignore it? ”

Perhaps the words "Empress Xiaoxian" touched Sima Mo's weakness, only to see Sima Mo shocked, and then gritted his teeth, "Murong Jin!" I've given you enough of the opportunity, since you don't know what to do, then you can stay in this hellish place and be a nun for the rest of your life! With that, he brushed his sleeves away.

Looking at Sima Mo's departing back, Murong Jin's whole body was paralyzed to the ground.

……

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The air is fresh and humid in the early morning of July.

Hundred Gardens.

In the morning light, I saw that the emerald green leaves and tender petals were full of full and round morning fat.

Holding the vessel, Murong Jin shook the morning fat on the young leaves into the vessel.

Looking at the morning fat that had already collected a full vessel, Murong Jin was like a treasure.

Not far away, Ruyi was also holding a vessel, and carefully shook the morning fat on the petals into the vessel.

Raising her eyes, she saw that Murong Jin, Yun'er and Xi'er were also busy collecting morning fat not far away, so she wanted to run over to find them, but suddenly there was a dizziness in front of her, and she hurriedly sat down on the stone chair beside her.

Suddenly she felt a suffocation in her chest, and she felt a little strange. I always feel dizzy these days, and sometimes I feel suffocated in my chest in the middle of the night, what is going on?

After a little rest, the feeling of suffocation finally disappeared, and she got up, and then continued to collect morning fat with the utensils in her hands.