In the boudoir, the candlelight flickered, and the room was silent. He entered the room, gently closed the door, and locked it.

"Big brother." A familiar call came from the other side of the bed.

Chu Tiankuo was stunned for a moment, didn't Mei'er say, Yanxiang is asleep? Why did she wake up as soon as he came?

He approached the bed little by little, the candlelight in the room flickered, shining on the bed cigarette incense and a quiet and soft sleeping face, but his brows were tightly knit as if he was preoccupied.

She really fell asleep. It turned out that the call just now was just a dream whisper. There was a torrent in his heart, and he was slightly stunned, and although he was asleep, she was still thinking about him in her heart.

Chu Tiankuo lightened his steps, didn't make a sound, and moved to the edge of the bed. He took off his coat, took off his boots, went to bed lightly, and lay down on the outside of the bed.

He wanted to talk to her alone, and he had a lot to say to her. However, she was drunk angrily. She had an experience of saying goodbye without saying goodbye, which made him panic. If he didn't make it clear to her, maybe she would wake up and leave in a bad mood.

Whether it's spying on her, worrying that she won't say goodbye, in short, he has to hold on to her firmly.

He sighed lightly, unable to tell what it was like, a little annoyed.

Fingertips gently touched the center of her slightly frowning brow, helping her to stretch her brow. I don't know how to drink it, but I want to drink it, it's uncomfortable, right?

His heart was slightly sour, he stroked her long hair, patted her back, and whispered, "Smoke." ”

There was no response, only her gentle breathing in her ears. She was literally asleep. He didn't know if he wanted her to be awake or to be asleep.

He looked at her sweet sleeping face with some obsession, and his fingers caressed her face. His fingertips slowly wandered, first closing his eyes, brushing the tip of his small nose and touching his graceful chin. Finally, stop at the pink lips like peach petals.

In a daze, he felt the familiar body fragrance next to him, the smell of smoke in his sleep, and approached him little by little.

Unconsciously he gently reached out and took her in his arms. The handsome face touched her forehead, and a gentle kiss was gently imprinted on her forehead.

No matter how gentle his movements were, the smell of smoke in his sleep was still sensitive. She just drank too much, not drugged and unconscious.

Smoke unconsciously rolled over and gently pushed him away, his eyes unopened, on the verge of sleeping awake.

Chu Tiankuo stared at her, hugged her again lovingly, and whispered in a doting tone: "Good, continue to sleep." ”

The smoke incense was dizzy, smelling his familiar breath, and he only felt very relieved, this kind of down-to-earth feeling was really good.

She lay quietly in his arms, smelling his familiar body odor and drawing closer to him with attachment. A pair of hands unconsciously climbed up to him, looking like a little bird.

This delicate body was close to him, and Chu Tiankuo's body was restless. His breath became rapid, and he hugged her tightly as if he wanted to rub her into his bones, and gently rubbed her cheeks.

Feeling the strangeness, the waist of the smoke incense twisted slightly, the aroma of wine exhaled from his mouth, and her breath filled his nose, fiercely stimulating Chu Tiankuo's senses.

A stream of heat flowed down, making Chu Tiankuo, who was already unable to sleep, even more energetic.

Smoke didn't know how charming she looked now, and he gently hugged her while she was sleeping, but he couldn't do anything. He sighed and felt that he had been sinned. What's wrong with him staying in his room, he has to come here and be tortured.

He tensed, reason reminding him to push her away, his hands clenched into fists, tight and tight. I finally endured it.

"Big brother." The smoke waited for him to make an unconscious call, making it difficult for him to control himself. She slowly approached him, as if she had been in a precious place, and put her hand on him.

This call, this teasing, invaded Chu Tiankuo's nerves.

This charming little goblin, the feeling that he had finally suppressed was awakened again.

The tip of his nose brushed her cheek affectionately, brushing her itch. She reached over to block it, but she fell asleep in a daze and didn't wake up.

There was a slight itch in my heart, and a mouth opened and closed, closed and opened, as if I wanted to say something. Half-ringing, he no longer suppressed his emotions and kissed her lightly on the lips.

"Uh-huh......" she murmured in her dream, as if in response to him.

The burning heat of his body made his face flush, and for the first time in his life, he wanted to indulge himself, and unconsciously, his fingers reached into the hem of her clothes.

The sun poked its head out of the thick clouds and cast its first blinding rays. The air in the room is filled with the smell of lake water, injecting infinite vitality into this new day.

The cigarette moved his body, but he was picked up by Chu Tiankuo, and the two of them got closer.

She opened her eyes and vaguely saw the face of her senior brother.

Chu Tiankuo looked at her with pity on his face and stroked her forehead: "Awake?" Uncomfortable? ”

"It's uncomfortable." Smoke Xiang sobered up for a few moments, suddenly sensed that something was wrong, and glanced around the room. It's her boudoir, yes.

She asked curiously, "You...... Why did you sleep in my bed? ”

"I can't sleep by myself, I miss you, so I came." The corners of Chu Tiankuo's mouth hooked a touch of arc, and he said it very lightly.

"Last night, we ......" Smoke scratched her hair, feeling groggy and unable to think of anything. She bit her lower lip, not knowing how to ask specifically. She really couldn't ask.

A strange smile appeared on Chu Tiankuo's lips, and he said honestly: "We slept in this bed together last night. ”

Isn't this nonsense? She's not stupid, the status quo is obvious, how could she not know that they slept together last night. Just, what happened last night? She was not at all impressed.

The faces of the two were close together, and their breaths blended, and the warm snort of the senior brother exhaled on her face, making the scalp of the cigarette incense tingle for a while.

Smoke lowered his eyes, hesitated, and asked shyly: "I'm asking if you have ...... Take advantage of me? ”

She didn't know whether she wanted to hear him answer yes or no. I only felt that my heart was in turmoil, and my heart was pounding.

"Yes." Chu Tiankuo looked down at her flushed face, his lips slowly raised, and the arc became larger and larger.

When Smoke Xiang looked up, he was actually laughing.

Yanxiang didn't believe it at all, but suddenly his will became firm, and a pair of big smart eyes stared at him, and he looked at him without fear.

"Don't believe me?" Chu Tiankuo figured out her thoughts and gently lifted the quilt covering her.

Suddenly, the smoke felt a little cool on her body, and when she looked at her chin, her clothes were scattered, and a large area of skin was exposed.

"Ah......" Smoke Xiang was really taken aback, it was hard to imagine that he would actually do this.

Chu Tiankuo had already realized that she would have such a reaction, and immediately reached out to cover her mouth. He whispered into her ear, "What are you doing so loudly?" Want to be known? ”

Smoke realizes that she has reacted too violently. She blinked and tapped her head.

Only then did Chu Tiankuo let go of the hand that was covering her mouth.

The cigarette smoke rolled up his shirt and hid his face with both hands, not daring to look at him. I don't have a face to see people. I don't have a face to see people.

In the first year of Xingde, Hong Gaode proclaimed himself emperor, established the Great Western Kingdom, and set the capital of Fengcheng. In the early days of the establishment of the regime, the surrounding countries were eyeing the Great Western Kingdom and provoked wars for no reason. Before the expedition, Xu Guifei, the mother of Xigong, was 8 months pregnant. The emperor proposed an edict, if the prince was born, he would be named Hong Chengye, and the prince would be established, and if he was born a princess, he would be crowned Princess Changyu.

After Emperor Hong left the palace, Queen Xia made a plan to let Xu Guifei slip the fetus, who knows, the sky did not fulfill her wish, and the fetus in Xu Guifei's womb was born, and it actually survived.

"Your Majesty has already doted on Concubine Xu, and now, she has given birth to a prince again, and I see that our master and queen throne will not be able to be kept."

"Isn't it? Listening to the palace maid in the West Palace, the prince was born white and fat, very cute, his face resembled His Majesty, there was a righteousness between his eyebrows, and he must be a good emperor when he grows up. ”

This is the little palace maid in the queen's palace whispering in private.

Even if they don't talk about it, the Empress Xia knows that if she doesn't try to get rid of the prince, I'm afraid that life won't be better in the future.

She immediately summoned her elder brother Xiangye and Chu Xiang, the head of the imperial guard, to discuss countermeasures. They plotted to burn down the West Palace, which was carried out by General Chu.

At the critical moment, General Chu gave up the idea of harming the prince and exchanged his own son for the prince's exit from the palace.

Xu Guifei cried and cried, turned her heart sideways, picked up the hairpin, and used the tip of the hairpin to tattoo the word "heaven" on the prince's left shoulder. The stab is in the child's body, the pain is in the mother's heart, and after the stabbing is finished, Xu Guifei's painful liver and intestines are broken. She trembled and hung a jade pendant on the crown prince, which was given by the emperor himself, and there is only one in the world today.

Concubine Xu Guifei kowtowed to Chu Xiang, and said with tears in her eyes, "General Chu, please accept my three bows, your great kindness and great virtue, this palace will repay it in the next life." ”

"Niangniang, you can't help it, please get up ...... quickly" As he spoke, he heard footsteps outside, General Chu picked up the prince and hurriedly fled through the side door.

Xu Guifei fainted.

The person who came was the imperial doctor Feng Nanyang. Legend has it that this person was originally a man in the rivers and lakes, and his nickname was the fortune teller. He can pinch and calculate, not only has excellent medical skills, but also has extraordinary martial arts. He took away General Chu's son, performed light skills, shuttled freely in the palace, easily got rid of the pursuit of the palace guards, and left the city safely.

After Xia, he ordered people to burn down the West Palace, and Xu Guifei and a cadre were buried in the fire. During the inventory of the body, it was found that the body of a baby was missing. Plus General Chu Xiang's whereabouts are unknown. Empress Xia and Xiangye concluded that the prince was most likely taken away by Chu Xiang. So, Empress Xia secretly sent people to hunt down and kill General Chu Xiang.

In the fourth year of Xingde, the emperor returned triumphantly.

Xia Hou was shrewd and capable, and kept this matter a secret. Emperor Hong didn't believe that Xu Guifei really died in an accident. He often dreamed of the crown prince, and he has been sending people to investigate the matter secretly, but he has not been able to find out the truth, Chu Xiang disappeared, and Feng Nanyang also disappeared.

In the fifth year of Xingde, the queen gave birth to a son, and Emperor Hong named him Hong Cheng'an. The queen thought to herself, the emperor obviously did not have high hopes for this son. Empress Xia thought to herself, even if the emperor delayed issuing an edict and appointing a new crown prince, Emperor Rihong would die, and the throne would be her son's sooner or later. However, she still had some concerns, twenty-four years ago, she sent someone to hunt down and kill Chu Xiang, Chu Xiang was seriously injured and died, but the prince did not know who rescued him.

For more than 20 years, there has been no news of the prince. If the crown prince is still alive, then he will be the biggest threat to Hong Chengan's succession to the throne. Besides, once this matter is revealed, she and Xiangye will definitely be in trouble.

Emperor Hong Gaode reigned for 24 years, he worked hard, knew people well, the country was strong, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. Emperor Hong grew old and missed his lost prince more and more, and finally fell ill.

Knowing that Emperor Hong was ill, Feng Nanyang sneaked into the palace to see the emperor.

"Bold Feng Nanyang, you are guilty, you have been hiding for more than 20 years, and I have been sending people to look for you and General Chu for more than 20 years. Do you know about Concubine Xu? Emperor Hong cried with joy when he saw him.

"Your Majesty, the minister is guilty. When the queen wanted to burn down the West Palace, the minister arrived after learning about it, and the minister came one step late, and the prince had been taken away by General Chu. In a panic, Zhongchen rescued General Chu's son and handed him over to a foreign master to raise. For the past 24 years, I have been secretly searching for the whereabouts of the prince, but I have never found it. The ministers have the great trust of the emperor. Feng Nanyang was full of guilt.

"What a queen. Over the years, I have seen her keep to herself and teach the emperor carefully, but I never thought that she would be so vicious. I'm going to send her to the cold! Emperor Hong gritted his teeth angrily and slapped the imperial case.

"Your Majesty, you can't do it. There is no evidence, if the emperor does this, it will definitely cause turmoil in the court and panic among the people. Feng Nanyang persuaded.

"I can not pursue the queen's guilt first, but the prince can't be left behind, and I must find him back." The emperor was resolute, calmed down for a while and sat on the dragon chair.

"Your Majesty, look for the prince openly, and the prince will inevitably be framed. It's better to visit secretly. Feng Nanyang suggested.

Emperor Hong painted a portrait of a twenty-four-year-old man according to his own appearance, handed it over to Feng Nanyang, appointed Feng Nanyang as the minister of the Qin Mission, and gave Shang Fang a sword.

"Emperor, where are you?" Emperor Hong sighed.

In the twenty-fifth year of Xingde, the country of the Great West was peaceful and peaceful, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.

Wunan Mountain in the northwest of Fengcheng, the imperial capital, after the heavy rain, the sky is exceptionally clear, the sun has tilted westward, and the clear blue sky has disappeared. In the afterglow of the sunset, the mountains still maintain the freshness and coolness after the rain, just like "after the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn." The realm.

Wunan Mountain, a mountain full of bamboo, a boundless sea of bamboo. At the highest place on the top of the mountain, there is a secluded and elegant dwelling, all made of bamboo, divided into two layers up and down, hanging a plaque, with four big characters "Wunan Villa" written on it. There is a large yard in front of the bamboo house, and the yard is planted with exotic grasses. When the breeze blows, you can smell the aroma of flowers and plants.

"Senior brother, you have to stay a few more days when you come back this time, we haven't seen each other for two years. I heard that everyone in the rivers and lakes calls you the son of a fan. A delicate-faced girl stood in the courtyard, wearing a white dress, no fat powder, but it was fresh and refined, like a budding white lotus, only to hear the girl's voice was extremely sweet: "Your martial arts are so powerful, I have your protection, and I am no longer afraid of encountering thieves and gangsters." ”

"I don't like to listen to flattery. I usually tell you to practice martial arts diligently, but you don't practice seriously. Senior brother Chu Tiankuo gently patted the head of the cigarette with the fan in his hand, put on a straight face, and pretended to be serious: "If you meet a bad person in the future, I don't care about you." ”