The brocade was churned by the waves, and the breath was lingering, mixed with her delicate panting, and his low sigh.

In the past, she was also reserved, but tonight, she is like a blooming demon flower, releasing infinite spring.

The green silk hung down on his side like a waterfall, and on his chest, the white roundness made people's hearts tremble, and wave after wave of electricity impacted his mind again and again, but he couldn't take his eyes off watching the endless splendor she bloomed for himself, surprised and heartbroken.

She leaned down, kissed his lips, neck, and ears with a slight tingling, and said in a trembling voice: "I want you to never forget me, just for me, and I want to come back early, intact!" ”

His heart was rolling, and he suddenly got up and hugged her, hugged her tightly, and climbed to the ultimate peak together.

As the fiery magma erupted, he let out a low roar and opened his mouth to bite her shoulder.

The teeth break through the delicate skin and ooze sweetness.

She shuddered, but refused to dodge, but drew closer to him.

Sucking the blood, the tip of the tongue slowly licked the newly opened wound, itching and painful. His lips gently brushed her shoulders, her neck, her ears, her sweaty sideburns.

kissed away her tears and said softly: "I can't forget, just this smell is already in the bones......"

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The sound of copper leakage, the light tapping silence, each stroke washed away the darkness of the night like raindrops, showing the paleness of parting.

Su Jinling nestled in his arms, repeating a number of "don't allow".

Yuwen Xuanyi answered, and every time she reincarnated, he kissed her.

She finally found out, a little annoyed: "Don't you have anything to tell me?" ”

kissed her aggrieved little mouth: "You can do what you tell you to do." ”

She was a little skeptical and dissatisfied: "Is there anything you can't say to me directly?" ”

He pinched her little nose: "Little vinegar jar, you'll know tomorrow." ”

Tomorrow......

My heart suddenly gloomed: "Rest early." ”

After speaking, he closed his eyes as if he was afraid of changing his decision.

However, I couldn't sleep at all.

His breathing rang steadily and long, as if he were asleep, but her heart was full of images of him in danger.

"You must not be alone!"

He raised his head and met his dark eyes.

Those eyes were momentary, as if they had been looking at her and guarding her.

"You ......"

Before she could ask, he rolled over and kissed her......

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It was dark.

The curtain of the ink calligraphy and painting slowly cut through the darkness......

Yuwen Xuanyi got out of bed and put on the prepared clothes one by one.

There was a sound of clothes rustling, and something fell to the ground with a soft sound, but it didn't wake the person on the bed.

When he was dressed, he lay down on the edge of the bed and gently stroked the sleeping face.

"I don't dare to let you send me, otherwise I'm really worried that I won't be able to leave." Long fingers stroked the corners of her eyes, and there were still undried tears on them: "You sleep well, as usual, when you wake up, I will be back." ”

Fingers linger and cherish, and the bottom of the heart is sour and soft.

"Lord Wang, the hour is not early." Fulu Suki urged outside the window.

He sighed and kissed her lips gently: "I can't accompany you on this birthday, wait for me to come back, and make up for your ......"

A gust of wind blew, stirring the curtains like water waves. After a few moments, however, it was all silent.

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When Su Jinling woke up, it was noon, and she was stunned by the brightness in the room.

Qiu'e was about to comfort her, but saw her close her eyes and fall asleep again.

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Su Jinling fell asleep for a few days, and finally realized that Yuwen Xuanyi could not appear by her side after she woke up as before, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her voice was reproachful: "You didn't use breakfast again......

In fact, it's not that she doesn't want to have breakfast, she just likes to look at his loving eyes and listen to his slightly disgusted tone, and he has already brought breakfast, first educate her how important breakfast is, and then feed her spoiledly.

She pulled the telescope from her pillow.

The emperor once said that if there was a foreign enemy that endangered Tianhao, she would personally hand it over to the enemy's general.

She was going to give it to him, but she missed it.

She knew that he was afraid that she would be upset, and could not bear to let her see the army leave, so she had the illusion that he had just gone to the early court and would come back in a while.

But it's been a long wait. She often sits by the window and watches the shadows of the trees move slowly, and she sits for a day. Occasionally I pushed open the window, pulled a green calyx, and said to myself, "The plum blossoms are blooming." ”

You said you would paint a picture for me when the plum blossoms bloomed.

Yuwen Xuanzheng was afraid that she would be lonely, so he brought Ning Shuangshuang to see her, and the two of them surprisingly did not quarrel.

Yuwen Xuanzheng told her the latest battle situation, which was nothing more than how the wisdom of the general of Yipin was outstanding, and he repeatedly lost ground, and he wanted to return in a few days.

It would be nice if everything was as easy as it was talking. She counted the days, counted the camellias, and then glanced at the scroll in the painting's hand and sighed.

When Yuwen Xuanyi was leaving, he said that he would give everything to Zhihua, and the so-called explanation was to formulate a daily schedule for Su Jinling. When to get up, when to eat, when to take medicine, what medicine to use, how to arrange the supplements for the small day, when to play the piano, when to read, when to work in the house, when to go to bed, and special arrangements for the holidays...... Everything is small and well arranged. And he drew it day by day, so it was wrapped into an arm-thick scroll. It seems that she has calculated that she will be drowsy for three days, so the content starts after three days, and when one day is completed, the plan for the next day is torn up.

Su Jinling was worried when he saw that the scroll didn't seem to have changed much, so it seemed that he would have to go for a long time?

But something went wrong during this period.

Su Jinling's monthly letter has been accurate for nearly a year, but this time it was too late.

Zhihua is at a loss with the scroll, but she is completely in accordance with the prince's arrangement, what can she do?

But this is also a good thing, because the prince may have to add another little prince or little lord.

Su Jinling imagined Yuwen Xuanyi's surprise when he learned the news, his heart was full of joy, and he thought that he must be very ugly during pregnancy, but it was good that Yuwen Xuanyi couldn't see it, and when he came back, he directly found that he had another beautiful baby, how happy he was.

She tugged Fan Yingbo with great interest and asked her to teach herself to make children's clothes, and played cheerful tunes for prenatal education, and also intended to bring Yu Wenxin here...... Because I heard that the baby born to a good-looking child during pregnancy must also be very beautiful.

However, after the imperial doctor asked for a pulse on the second day, he shook his head.

She didn't believe it, and she had to be seen again by the imperial doctor.

The imperial doctor stroked his beard: "The princess has been too worried recently, which has caused qi obstruction and blood stasis, and there is no happy pulse." ”

He didn't dare to say anything, because Su Jinling's physique was already cold, and he had been severely poisoned, and the residual poison in his body had not been dispersed so far, and it was very difficult to conceive. But he promised King Qingning that he would never let Su Jinling know the truth.

Su Jinling suddenly fell from the peak of hope to the bottom of disappointment, and it was Qiu'e who persuaded her to "stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood", which made her smile.

This time the menstrual period was twenty days late, and the pain was so painful that she died. She hugged Tang Pozi and shivered as she bit the horns, thinking about how Yuwen Xuanyi was by her side every little day and helped her relieve her pain.

When you close your eyes, tears fall.

She seemed to be asleep, and she vaguely saw him in her dreams, surprised and frightened. I am happy to get together in my dreams, but I am afraid of ...... It is said that only the soul can dream......

On the third day of March, she asked her subordinates to tie a few beautiful kites.

Watching all kinds of kites compete in the sky, stroking the glass bracelet on his wrist, thinking back to March 3 of that year, how he won this bracelet back from someone else's hand and put it on her wrist himself. He had said that he had liked her for a long time, but why didn't she feel it at all?

Unconsciously plucked the strings, and flowed out a song "Burial Heart".

The sound of the piano flowed, taking her back to the Zhiyu Pavilion. In the pavilion, he grabbed her bloodstained hand, his face full of anxiety; Beside the piano, he raised his chin and laughed, saying that he was just moved by the feelings in the song, and that if he had won this beauty, he would not make her sad and sad in this beautiful spring day.

But Xuanyi, you're making me sad now.

The corners of his lips are slightly upturned, but the bottom of his eyes is hazy.

When the sound of the piano was low, it was as if I heard a wisp of flute, which came out of nowhere.

The long eyelashes trembled, and the fingers froze.

The flute stopped.

Her heart beat suddenly, and her fingers trembled and plucked the strings, and she played several wrong notes in a row. After the sound of the piano was smooth, the flute sounded again, and it was the song "Burial Heart".

Accompanied by high places, waiting when low returns, testing her mind at every step, worrying about her feelings with every sound.

Her tears rained down the strings and splashed bits and pieces.

The piano roared, and she got up and ran to the door.

Qiu'e stopped her in a panic.

"Quick, the prince is back!"

Qiu'e's face was full of inexplicability: "His Royal Highness the Eighth Highness of Qian'er just came with the news, saying that the prince led the army to the Qin River, and it was impossible to come back......"

"I heard him playing the flute......"

Qiu'e and Zhizhi looked at each other: "We only heard the princess playing the piano, but we didn't hear anyone playing the flute......"

I asked a few more people, and they were all the same.

Seeing this, Zhihua whispered to someone to make a bowl of soothing soup, and then said as if unintentionally: "I have heard of 'the heart has a soul', and I think it is because the prince is aware of the princess's mood so he comforts him with the sound of the flute. It can be seen that although the prince is not around, he remembers the princess all the time, and the princess's emotions are also related to the princess all the time. The princess is now depressed all day long, and it will not be easy to come to the prince, how can the princess bear to let the prince worry and worry? ”

Su Jinling thought silently for a while: "Maybe I didn't sleep well at night, and I was a little restless." ”

She sat back down at the piano.

This time it was a very light and brisk tune, and later it turned into a passionate one, with the spirit of a golden iron horse.

The painting couldn't help but laugh.