Just a kiss could not satisfy Sima Mo, but because of her physical fitness, Sima Mo could only stop in moderation.

Let go of her, and in the candlelight, I saw her gasping for breath, her lips looking moist and red and swollen.

Sima Mo tried his best to hold back the desire in his body, tidied up the clothes that she was almost messed up just now, and then kissed her forehead, "Sleep." As soon as the words fell, he immediately hugged her and lay down.

In the candlelight, Murong Jin leaned his head on Sima Mo's chest.

Listening to the sound of his heart beating, at this moment, she felt a little relieved for no reason, so she slowly closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

His eyes fell, and seeing that Murong Jin had fallen asleep, Sima Mo sighed secretly, the desire in his body moved stupidly, it was really uncomfortable.

The moonlight outside the window lattice was wet, and Sima Mo slept extremely hard all night.

......

......

The blue sky is as clear and clear as paint, and today it is a little cooler without the blazing sun.

Yongming Temple.

Under Sima Mo's careful care, Murong Jin's body has slowly recovered, and these days, Murong Jin finally got off the dragon couch activity.

Sitting on the hollow carved chair, Murong Jin looked at himself in the mirror. Unlike before, her face is now slightly ruddy.

Cuizhu stood beside her, holding an ivory comb, combing her black hair, "Which bun does Miss Murong want to comb today?" ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin inexplicably remembered what the concubine said when she met the concubine Niangniang in the plum garden that day.

"Appearance is natural, dress is acquired, if you want, you can naturally make Your Majesty look at it, and see what you do?"

Thinking of this, Murong Jin said, "Crosshair." ”

She remembered that Sima Mo liked her to comb her cross hair the most.

Murong Jin's answer made Cuizhu stunned, just because in the past, when asking Murong Jin which bun he wanted to comb, Murong Jin would usually say "casual".

After being stunned, Cuizhu immediately began to put her hair in a bun for Murong Jin, and until the bun was ready, Cuizhu began to choose clothes for Murong Jin.

"What color shirt does Miss Murong want to wear today?"

"Don't be too vegan."

Cuizhu was stunned again, just because Murong Jin in the past generally liked to wear plain clothes, and every time he chose clothes for Murong Jin, Murong Jin would always say, "A little bit of something."

Glancing at the clothes in the cabinet, Cuizhu picked out a concubine-colored splendid double butterfly shirt for Murong Jin.

It's easy to pick a shirt that isn't too plain, because almost all of the clothes in these wardrobes are brightly colored but elegant styles, and as for plain clothes, there are almost very few.

In fact, these clothes were specially tailored by Sima Mo for Murong Jin, but Murong Jin didn't like to dress flamboyantly on weekdays, so every time he wore them, he wore them all plain clothes.

Changing into clothes, in the bronze mirror, I saw that Murong Jin's whole person was completely new, just like a blooming peach blossom, plus Murong Jin's complexion was snow-white and his temperament was elegant, so he inexplicably added a bit of fairy energy, and there was quite a dusting that did not eat the fireworks in the world.

Cuizhu looked at Murong Jin, and a small light flashed in her dark eyes.

In fact, Cuizhu has not seen Murong Jin's gorgeous dress, but Murong Jin's dress has been too plain some time ago, which caused Cuizhu to forget for a while, in fact, Murong Jin can also be a beauty.

Although Murong Jin's appearance is only delicate, the kind of beauty exuded by her temperament and cultivation is unmatched.

Because Murong Jin saw that the weather was good today, and she had been staying in the palace these days, Murong Jin felt a little bored, so she asked Cuizhu to accompany her outside for a walk.

Along the stone road, the winding verandah, Murong Jin walked casually all the way, and Cuizhu also followed closely on the side, and before he knew it, the two of them came to the Imperial Garden.

The fragrance of flowers refreshed his nose, Murong Jin couldn't help but take a deep breath, in the midst of the flowers, Murong Jin suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound not far away.

Murong Jin raised his eyebrows, why is this voice so familiar?

Looking up, under the cover of the fake rocks, Murong Jin still saw that person clearly. Sure enough, it was her, Poppy.

Thinking of the scene in the firewood room last time, Murong Jin couldn't help but purse his lips.

Fake stone ahead.

I saw a poppy beauty dressed in a gorgeous costume scolding the palace maid who was kneeling on the ground, and after scolding, she raised her hand and slapped her past.

After the palace maid was slapped in the face, she immediately cried and begged for mercy, but the poppy seemed to be very angry and kicked it over.

Seeing that the palace maid was being bullied, a trace of anger flashed in Murong Jin's eyes, and she couldn't help but want to go out and stop it.

However, just as Murong Jin was about to take a step, Cui Zhu on the side suddenly pulled Murong Jin's cuffs, and then shook his head, as if signaling Murong Jin not to be impulsive.

Murong Jin pursed her lips, but at this time, Cuizhu suddenly picked up a few small gravels from the ground, and then smiled at Murong Jin, so Murong Jin instantly understood.

The black eyes fell on the body of the poppy not far away, and under the cover of the fake stone, the green bamboo eyes narrowed slightly, followed by a flick of the fingers, and the small gravel flew away.

"Ahh

In front of the fake stone, I saw that the palm that the poppy had originally wanted to throw at the palace maid retracted violently.

"What's wrong with the beauty?" The person who spoke was He Yu.

The poppy raised her hand to take a look, only to find that her nails were broken.

thought that it was in the process of slapping the palace maid that the nails were broken, so the poppy's dark eyes were instantly filled with anger.

"Cheap slave maid, this palace personally taught you how to behave, and you still dare to hurt this palace." When the words fell, he raised his leg again, and was ready to kick over.

However, before the foot could kick the slave, the poppy herself screamed inexplicably, and almost fell to the ground.

"Beauty?" He Yu hurriedly helped Yu Meiren, "How are you, are you okay?" ”

Murong Jin saw the scene just now through the gap in the fake stone, and couldn't help but chuckle, even Cuizhu on the side couldn't help laughing. Of course, the two laughed very quietly, for fear of being found out and causing unnecessary trouble.

The poppy frowned, and she didn't know what was going on just now?

Obviously, the foot hadn't kicked her yet, but she was inexplicably hit by something, and more than once.

"You! Did you use a secret weapon against the main palace? ”

When the palace maid heard this, she was so frightened that she kowtowed and begged for mercy, "The slave and maid don't have the power to bind the chicken, how can they know how to use the hidden weapon, and the slave's hand has always been under the eyes of the beauty, how to free up the third hand to make the secret weapon, and ask the beauty to see ......"

Hearing this, the poppy raised her eyebrows, half-convinced.

"Okay, cry and cry......" Yu Meiren drank, "Don't let this palace meet you next time, get out." ”

"Xie Meiren, Xie Meiren."