As a person who came over, she could naturally understand Fang Baihua's intentions, originally she wanted to help the other party, but seeing that Murong Fu not only gave marriage to the two beautiful Mingjiao saints, but also transferred the female disciple who had just been accepted to Xizhou, then she understood that the lover had already regained his heart and would not accept other women anymore.

For this reason, Xiao Qi couldn't help but sigh faintly.

Murong Fu saw that Xiao Qi's expression was different, he stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, and said with concern, "I'm not back, what's the trouble?" ”

Xiao Qi's delicate body snuggled softly in his arms, her eyes faintly flashed with tears, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was a trace of grievance between her eyebrows, and she said gloomily, "It was almost a little bit back then, you and I will be separated forever, and we will have no chance to be husband and wife again......"

Murong Fu stroked her beautiful and gentle face, gently smoothed her frowning brows, and said with relief, "A hundred years of cultivation can be crossed in the same boat, and a thousand years of cultivation can be slept together, you are now my queen, how can this be more than a thousand years of deep and shallow fate?" Don't you still think that everything in front of you is a dream? ”

Xiao Qi's eyes trembled slightly, staring at Murong Fu who was close at hand with affection, his moist red lips pursed lightly, like a smile but with a hint of bitterness, like sadness and a little sweetness, "If you don't wake up from a dream, then it's not a dream, I only hope that you and I will be white-headed, no matter if he is a dream or an illusion, don't wake up one day." ”

Murong Fu saw that she was shaken by Fang Baihua, and couldn't help but hold her jade hand and put it on her face, and said distressedly, "Whether it's a dream or a reality, at least what your palm touches is the real temperature, it's me Murong Fu." ” 🅼.🆅🄾🄳𝙏𝕎.𝓒𝙤🄼

After that, he leaned over and kissed Xiao Qi's moist and bright red lips, the soft and sweet touch made both of them a little confused, and their hearts were ape.

Xiao Qiyu's arms stretched out, hooking Murong Fu's neck, her red lips were tightly sealed, her teeth and cheeks were slightly open, and with the other party's teasing, she slowly closed her eyes, feeling the other party's intense and fiery affection, as if everything was so wonderful, so that she sank deeply.

The fiery snorts of the two were intertwined, and their red and hot cheeks grinded against each other, accompanied by a sigh of relief.

After a long time, the corners of Xiao Qi's mouth were moist and crystalline, reflecting her cherry lips more delicate, a pair of beautiful eyes were as tender as water, pregnant with a faint sense of spring, and her eyes trembled slightly, just like spring water rippling, a few strands of green silk scattered on the sideburns, plus the slightly messy palace skirt and the pink lining exposed in front of her, were even more charming and seductive.

"Is this dream still fake?"

The two pressed their foreheads together, the tips of their noses touched together, and Murong Fu looked at her and asked with a smile.

Xiao Qi's face is like the morning glow, the snow-white jade neck is dyed with a transparent flush, the whole person looks radiant, the light can be seen, she pursed her lips, panting slightly, and said with some embarrassment, "Ignore you." ”

Murong Fu smiled slightly, put on her cherry lips again, hugged the other party to the bed, and gently put it down.

Xiao Qi was kissed affectionately by him, and the spring water in his beautiful eyes was surging, and it was about to overflow, hooking his neck and refusing to let go.

Murong Fu lightly untied his clothes, and the wide palace skirt immediately scattered like scattered flowers, Xiao Qi closed his eyes shyly and let him fiddle with it.

With a hint of coolness, Xiao Qi hugged the hot body in front of her tightly, and after some grinding, her delicate body suddenly tightened, and a pair of slender jade legs clamped the other party's waist, and her heart trembled.

An indescribable tingling sensation spread throughout the body, and Xiao Qi's snow-white skin was full of red tides, oozing a layer of fine beads of sweat.

Xiao Qi's eyes deepened and became more and more emotional, holding Murong Fu's cheek with both hands, and kissing it softly and shyly.

I don't know what to do, and I go deep.

In the palace full of spring, there were bursts of shy sighs of young girls, and the sound of rain hitting plantains, one after another, and the sound was in the ears.

……

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed, and Murong Fu's first priority, in addition to dealing with state affairs, is to soothe the body and mind of the harem concubines.

It's mainly okay when dealing with other concubines, but when dealing with the four sisters of Meilan Zhuju, he really can't stand the four sisters from going into battle together, but as a man's self-esteem, he can't say that he can't do it, so he can only bite the bullet every time and cultivate with the four women.

That scene was even more dangerous than his single-handedly rushing through the crowd of thousands of troops.

But if you want to blame, you can only blame Ah Zi, a ghost girl, what to teach them to do in the Sunflower Treasure Book, every time she thinks of it, Murong Fu has to make up for it on Ah Zi, don't lose her armor and kill her, complain and beg for mercy, and never give up.

As everyone knows, Ah Zi also beat this idea, in order to let her brother-in-law whip herself fiercely, even when she was accompanying the four sisters of Meilan Zhuju, she would subconsciously think of herself.

After the court was finished in this day, Murong Fu happened to be fine, so he wandered around the harem.

He first went to the palace of the noble concubine Li Qinglu, and saw that in the sandalwood-shrouded dormitory, Li Qinglu was covered by a light shirt, lying on the soft couch with a delicate and charming face, barefoot and jade, while sipping tea, while looking at Zhao Yupan, the eldest daughter of the Great Song Emperor, who was sitting next to the chessboard not far away and contemplating the chess game.

After a long time, Zhao Yupan nervously fell down.

Li Qinglu picked up a white piece in the chessboard, bent his fingers popped out, and landed precisely in a position on the chessboard.

Zhao Yupan's face turned slightly pale, and he got up helplessly and bowed to Li Qinglu.

Li Qinglu looked displeased, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly noticed something, his eyes flashed with a touch of brilliance, and he said, "That's it for today, you go down first, and come back tomorrow to review this game with the concubine." ”

"Yes, Yu'er retires!"

Zhao Yupan was suddenly relieved, and after hurriedly recovering the chessboard, he left.

The figure of the person outside the hall flashed, and he did not let the princess of the Great Song Dynasty find it.

It wasn't until after the other party left that Murong Fu's figure appeared in the hall.

Li Qinglu's eyes were like silk, she smiled skillfully, and hooked her hand at him.

Murong Fu came to sit down beside her, skillfully massaging her legs, and the soft elasticity on the tight skin came from his fingertips, which made it a seductive enjoyment.

Li Qinglu bent his legs into his arms, his slender ankles and exquisite jade feet were all like well-carved perfect jade, and the soles of his feet were faintly pink, even if Murong Fu didn't have a special habit in this area, he couldn't help but hold it in his hand and play with it.

The tingling and itching from the soles of his feet suddenly made Li Qinglu giggle, and the sound of Qingyue's laughter like a silver bell surrounded Murong Fu's ears, vaguely dreaming back to the scene when he and Li Qiushui were in the Xixia Palace that day.