"Eicheongen"

In a secluded kitchenette, a few smoked ducks hung over the room, potted flowers on the windowsill, and a long, narrow wooden table with many bowls and dishes.

The black and curved eyebrows are not like paintings, a pair of eyes that are looking forward to the light, and the seductive eyes, black and white, rippling with intoxicating charm. She picked up a bowl of lotus seed porridge, sniffed it between her noses, and smiled with satisfaction.

When he came to the study of the palace, he paused at the door for a moment before he stepped forward and knocked on the door.

The soul sat cross-legged on the mat in the corner, sank into the dantian, closed his eyes and meditated, exhaled and gathered qi, and silently ran the "Hexagram Sutra... At this time, he stopped and quickly began to operate the true qi of the dantian. Soon, a trace of warm air flowed through his meridians and limbs, and when he heard a knock at the door, his body flashed to the bed, pretending to have just woken up, and deliberately said in a hoarse voice: "Come in"

Queqi looked at the door to see that there was nothing wrong with her, and then pushed the door in.

The ghost saw through the backlight outside, and there was a young girl standing in front of the door, her smart eyes revealing a smart and charming luster, and her cherry mouth was smeared with a honey-like pale powder.

Queqi bowed at the door before slowly stepping forward.

She learned that Yunluo was not in the mansion a few days ago, and in the past few days, she had bought Jun Wuchen's maid in front of her, so that she could enter the study to serve, and wanted to take the position during this period.

She put the lotus seed porridge on the table, she specially dressed up today, the two sides of the clothes were decorated with jade, small and delicate, and the jade-like Hao wrist wore two silver bracelets, and the silver bracelets collided with each other to make a pleasant sound.

The Soul watched her every move in a daze.

Queqi secretly looked at the ghost, his eyes were in a daze, and he smiled secretly, God help me.

took a few steps forward with lotus seed porridge, bent slightly, and said, "Lord Wang, this is a porridge made of fine lotus seeds, you can drink a little."

Only then did the soul come back to his senses, and suddenly remembered his mission, and his expression immediately returned to his usual appearance. He wondered, "Who are you?"

Crane Qi looked at his handsome face, her heart hurt, the prince couldn't remember who she was, she turned back and said: "The slave maid has just entered the mansion, and Sister Mingyue asked the slave maid to come and deliver porridge."

The soul pretended to be seriously ill, closed his eyes, and said, "You go out first, and you will eat by yourself later."

Hu Qi was a little unwilling, gave up this great opportunity, did not retreat for a long time, and said: "Lord Wang, this is Sister Mingyue who has stayed up for two hours, you..."

The soul was a little unbearable in his heart, opened his eyes and turned his head to look at her, his dripping red lips were sweetly pursed, and he looked at himself with a slight smile.

"Take it"

A hint of color appeared on her face, and she hurriedly stepped forward and handed it to him.

After three or two strokes, the soul ate it, and Queqi untied the veil on his body and carefully wiped the stains from the corners of his mouth.

After a while, an unknown heat rose in the body of the soul, and he moaned uncomfortably, and he pretended not to know what was wrong with him, and the soul looked at the woman in front of him, licked his dry lips with the tip of his tongue, and grabbed his waist.

The slightly rough palm of the soul slid down her neck and into her chest, and Queqi half-pushed and half-pushed, which contributed to this dewy husband and wife relationship.

At night, there were no clouds in the sky, and on the dark blue night, there were a few scattered stars, and the ghost opened his eyes in a daze, looked up at the ornaments above his head, and did not move away for a long time, he touched his face, he actually had a spring dream, felt the comfort of his whole body, and sighed.

When he got up, a thin light cyan quilt was cut off his body, revealing a sturdy body, and he looked down with some surprise on his face. It's a dream.

I suddenly remembered that the girl in the daytime, with a look of chagrin on her face, had ruined others, and secretly thought that I could only wait for the prince to come back and marry her.

"Yongqing Yuan" Qiqi 3,000 green silk fell on her shoulders like brocade, looking at herself in the bronze mirror, her beautiful facial features were led to the pointed jaw by the perfect facial line, her fair skin was almost transparent, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, tomorrow, she would be the aunt in the house. I couldn't help but laugh.

On the second day, Qi Qi waited for Jun Wuchen's arrival in the room, but she didn't expect to wait, and it was night again, and she couldn't help but feel a little depressed, it seemed that she had to meet by chance to make the prince remember her.

After a few days, the sun shines obliquely into the garden, reflecting clusters of white flowers that stand out against the green background.

The soul was in the study, he couldn't sit still, so he called the little servant to follow him not far behind him, and when he passed by the garden, he stopped, raised his eyes and looked around, looking at the figure of the day not far away, the woman's bright smile, reflected in the flowers, and couldn't tell which was the flower and which was the person.

The Soul walked over and coughed.

Queqi had already noticed his arrival, pretending to be a little confused, turned her face sideways, looked at him, and then looked away in obsession.

The spirit met her eyes, and her face turned red inexplicably.

Thinking that this is all the case, the soul still does not know the girl's name, and said in a light voice: "What is your name?"

As soon as Que Qi heard this, her head exploded, her body stiffened, and her whole body was cold.

After a long time, Crane Qi's lips trembled a little, and she lowered her head before saying, "The slave is called Crane Qi"

The soul looked at her, he could only wronged her recently, his current identity was that the prince couldn't give her any promises, so he could only do it first, he bypassed her and left directly as if nothing had happened.

When the soul was gone, tears the size of Queki Bean flowed down her cheeks, and she murmured, "Did I have a dream?"

Qiqi returned to her house with some floating steps, sat quietly for a day, and at night, packed her baggage, walked out of the door, and couldn't help but look at the house where she had lived for two years, and burst into tears.

Que Qi was originally the daughter of an official eunuch, and her family was beheaded by the whole house because of her anger at the emperor's grace, and she was exiled in the dancing girl season, and was taken back to the house by Jun Wuchen for a while.

Nan shan

On the eastern shore of the lake there is a hill with a bell pavilion and trees, grass and a path on the side of the mountain. Turning the corner of the mountain along the path, I saw that the moonlight was shining brightly, and the water seemed to be much wider than in the daytime, and the water waves carried the moonlight and did not know where it flowed. ...... Under the silver light near the shore is the tall tower, and the small island in the center of the lake is lush and lush, which looks both ethereal and real.

Holding the rough wood in her left hand, she came here a little out of breath, looking at the beautiful scenery here, she couldn't help but be stunned, and said to herself: "The water is surging, the mountains and islands are gorgeous."