Chapter 155: Acacia

The relationship between the two people fell to the freezing point again, Zhao Luo was expressionless all day long, and now he added the word cherishing like gold, often a pair of cold eyes scanned the past, and the ministers were immediately silent.

Bamboo's mood has been up and down repeatedly, and the fragile can no longer withstand any blows, she finally makes up her mind to carry out the plan she made before entering the palace. Through the secret communication between Brother Nian and Zhao Yang, Zhu learned that Zhao Yang was ready, and she was at peace and waited for that day to come.

On the second day of the fourth month, the day of the bamboo festival, on this day, Zhao Luo will not go to court, nor will he see anyone, in the past, although he always keeps the cup in his hand, but only this day will really get drunk to death.

Zhao Luo locked himself in the small spiritual hall behind the dormitory, dozens of wine jars in front of him, one altar and one altar, raised with one hand, poured into his mouth, countless wine flowed down his throat to his clothes, and the whole person seemed to have been soaked in the wine vat.

There were several empty wine jars rolling on the ground, Zhao Luo was drunk and cried loudly, but the door was quietly pushed open, and a purple figure stood in front of him silently.

Zhu stretched out his hand and stroked his head, his forehead, and his fingers crossed his eyes, Zhao Luo raised his head, the whole person was petrified instantly, he cried and pounced, and hugged the veiled bamboo in his arms: "Is it you, bamboo, bamboo, is it you?" ”

The bamboo was tightly held in his arms, and a male breath mixed with wine came from all directions, she took a deep breath, this is Luo, holding her, it is Luo!

Zhu put her face on Zhao Luo's neck, thinking of the torture she had suffered these days, her heart was nameless, she opened her mouth and bit hard through the veil, Zhao Luo was in pain, his arm loosened, Zhu took the opportunity to take two steps back, turned around and fled.

The pain in the neck socket came, Zhao Luo was slightly sober, and saw that the purple figure had flashed out of the door, and he was suspicious, he was about to drink her, but he saw a little black color flashing on her bare ankles, accompanied by bursts of silver bells.

That, that's a bracelet for bamboo, you can't go wrong!

Zhao Luo lost his soul, and then reacted, jumped up from the ground, and chased after the door. As soon as he left the small mourning hall, the golden sunlight pierced his eyes, and he blocked his eyes with his arms, and hurriedly looked around.

The purple figure flickered in the zigzag palace, and Zhao Luo became more and more convinced that it must be the ghost of the bamboo who came to find him, and he was ecstatic and desperately chased after him.

Finally close at hand, Zhao Luo pounced forward, threw her to the ground, but a pair of hands anxiously touched her ankles, seeing that the skirt was in the way, she simply tore the skirt neatly, revealing half of her calf, the chain on the leg emitted five-colored light under the sunlight, brilliant, beautiful, and really the mother's chain.

Zhao Luo was so excited that he rolled over half of his body, covering the whole bamboo body, and carefully supported the ground with his elbows to avoid pressing her.

He looked at the bamboo with gentle eyes, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were filled with joy, swept away the obscurity of the past, and the handsomeness was a little warmer, and he murmured: "Bamboo ......"

Zhao Luo slowly stretched out his right hand, about to lift the veil on Zhu's face, suddenly, the room was dark, the sunlight in the room disappeared instantly, and it was dim, Zhu himself lifted the veil, staring at Zhao Luo with blazing eyes.

Zhao Luo looked at her in a daze, it was her, it was her, only she had such a pair of firm and decisive eyes, he had no doubts, his lips were printed with her eyes, and she was gentle and soft as if the most devout believer was on a pilgrimage.

Zhuyi put her hands around Zhao Luo's neck, her back was facing upward, her face was close to Zhao Luo's, her mouth was just on his neck, she opened her mouth, gnawed lightly and heavily, and countless light kisses fell on his collarbone.

Zhao Luo's body stiffened, and then he tightened his arms, tightening them tighter and tighter, until he wanted to knead the bamboo into his body.

Bamboo was in pain, but he didn't make a sound, his two hands were on Zhao Luo's chest, scratching through his clothes, Zhao Luo only felt that his body was hot and itchy, as if there were countless soft worms caressing him.

Zhao Luo raised his upper body, knelt on the bamboo, and pulled it violently with one hand, but he took off his outer robe, and dragged it again, and his upper body was already naked.

The smooth muscles shimmered with a metallic luster in the darkness, Zhu looked at him obsessively, stretched out his hand to caress him, Zhao Luo held her hand, his eyes were suddenly wet, and he choked up: "Whether you are a human or a ghost, don't go, okay?" ”

Sadly pleading, the bamboo nodded slowly as if enchanted, Zhao Luo snorted, joy was overwhelming, his eyes were focused, as if performing a sacred ritual, carefully spread the robe aside, picked up the bamboo and lay on it.

He stretched out his hand to untie the bamboo skirt, a little panic flashed on the bamboo face, and then she calmed down, she stretched out her hand and hooked Zhao Luo's neck, one leg hooked his waist, and his heel hit his buttocks, his body went up, and he was intimate and fit together.

Zhao Luo roared, only the most primitive ** drive was left in his mind, the bamboo skirt was torn open by him, both of them were crazy, stroking each other like crazy demons, kissing each other, when he entered, a long sigh sounded in his ears, like a resentment from the deepest part of the Yellow Spring, Zhao Luo shivered inexplicably, the bamboo seemed to be aware, and the enthusiasm was extremely obsessed, Zhao Luo forgot the uneasiness of that moment, and was completely lost in the passion.

Zhao Luo woke up from a long dream, in which he saw her again, she was delicate and spent the night with him with great enthusiasm.

Zhao Luo was immersed in the memory, opened his eyes, and was still stunned for a long time, the person gradually woke up, he shook his head, saw the situation under him, and was slightly stunned, he was wearing a clean underwear, lying comfortably on his dragon bed, the head of the bed was burning with soothing incense, everything seemed to be no different from the past.

Was it really just a dream?

Zhao Luo subconsciously raised his hand, stroked his chin, unconsciously touched the top of his neck, and suddenly felt pain, his eyes widened instantly, he turned over and got out of bed, and looked at the mirror, the male eyebrows in the mirror were handsome, vaguely still the same as he used to be, but there was an extra tooth mark on his neck!

It wasn't a dream, was it her, wasn't she dead?

Zhao Luo's heart came alive little by little, she was here, she was in the palace of Northern Chu!

He couldn't wait to run out, and called out repeatedly: "Brother Nian, Brother Nian'er ......" was in a hurry, but it evoked Brother Nian'er's previous name.

Brother Nian came when he heard the voice, Zhao Luo was about to give an order, but he suddenly stopped his mouth, since she was in this palace, why didn't she see him? And how did she get in? Someone in the palace will answer! Thinking like this, Zhao Luo was suspicious, and looked at Brother Nian and couldn't help but feel a little inquisitive.

Brother Nian's head broke out in cold sweat, and he said in his heart, ancestor, what do you want to do, everyone has calculated it, hurry up and finish the performance according to the script.

He knelt down and said in fear: "The emperor spares his life, the emperor spares his life, it was really yesterday that you blasted out all the minions before you let the girl in." ”

Ahhh

He said in an eager tone: "Bring that woman up, quick, quick!" ”

Brother Nian's heart tightened, he came, and it was the highlight soon, but don't smash it, his sleeve hand was sweaty, his appearance was unusually calm, and he went straight out after answering the sound, and when he turned around after a while, there was already a purple figure behind him.

Zhao Luo was slightly distracted, is it her, walking posture, tall, short, fat and thin seems to be the same, he suppressed his excited mood, and said kindly: "You, raise your head." ”

The woman was bold, she immediately raised her head when she heard the words, her eyes calmly looked at Zhao Luo, Zhao Luo's eyes gradually sharpened, no, this is not her, this woman, the surface is frank but can't hide the trace of panic in her eyes, in the eyes of this woman, he is an emperor, and in her eyes, he is a man.

With the last trace of luck, Zhao Luo took a few steps forward, grabbed the hem of the woman's skirt, lifted it a little, and saw a bead chain hanging on her red ankles.

Zhao Luo was dizzy for a while, what did he? Could it be that it was this woman who was with him yesterday?

When Zhao Luo's heart was confused, there was a sound of porcelain breaking behind him, he turned his head suddenly, stared at the door of the small spirit hall fiercely, and glared at Brother Nian with dissatisfaction, Brother Nian'er was shocked, and said resignedly: "There are many wine jars in there, I sent a dumb child to clean them, and maybe a wine jar was broken." ”

Zhao Luo didn't say a word, strode forward, opened the door of the small mourning hall, the sunlight poured in from behind him, and his figure was projected on the ground, completely covering the thin figure of the mourning hall, she was standing stupidly aside, looking at a shattered altar on the ground.

Zhao Luo followed her line of sight, suddenly felt heartbroken, painful, one of the tiles spread black ashes, ashes, lying quietly a string of bead chains, under the sunlight, the bead chain emitted colorful light, brilliant, beautiful and extraordinary.

He sat down on the ground, picked up the bead chain of ashes, held it tightly in his hand, tears dripped down in strings, and the ashes on the ground were splashed, his body shook, he reacted, and then began to pick up the ashes on the ground with his hands, and held it on the placket of his clothes with one hand, and carefully carried it.

Zhu breathed a little, and forced himself to hold the ** who wanted to reach out and hug Zhao Luo, the matter has come to this, only the last step is missing.

She squatted down and helped Zhao Luo pick up the ashes, and when she saw her skinny hand, Zhao Luo's hand paused, and ordered calmly: "Take them out and kill them with a cane." ”。