She's going to be trapped.

Su Yao suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe.

The saint is critically ill, and she and Wei Jingji are separated from this road, which is considered to be impassable.

……

As soon as Wei Jingji stepped into the main hall, he felt unusually deserted.

Looking around, all of his belongings were intact.

Only one person was missing.

Her beaded and jade-inlaid makeup, the fragrance of the red robe in the teapot, and even the red coral bonsai in front of the window lattice did not forget to bring.

It was like a complete distancing of ties with him.

She just couldn't wait.

The cool air was pouring in from all directions, and the breath of the crowded people was slightly suffocated.

Wei Jingji did not enter the door, but leaned against the door alone, his body was long, his high ponytail moved slightly with the wind, and a few strands of hair brushed his lowered eyes.

In the silent hall, her coaxing words rang in my ears.

"I will not be reconciled with you, I will always treat you well, a thousand times better than others."

"Would you like to stay with me for a while, I want you to stay with me."

"Wei Jingji, I am pleased with you, only with you."

Knowing that he already knew the secret purpose, he was still very patient with him, and bent his apricot eyes to entangle him, especially more than before.

Wei Jingji lifted his lower lip inexplicably, if it weren't for today, he would almost think that what she said was true.

Liang Yuan appeared out of place and said, "Your Highness, the crown princess has moved back to the side hall today, do you think you are staying in the main hall or the side hall?" ”

Wei Jing didn't speak, glanced at the side hall, lowered his arms and walked away.

Su Yao had already changed into her bedclothes, her eyebrows and eyes were tired, her chin was buried in one arm, and she was lying on the table to write a letter.

It had been a long time since she had written to her, and she had informed her of her preparations and departures, which she was looking forward to.

He also said that she was already learning to do business with people, and when she left two years later, he traveled with her around.

Su Yao couldn't write a word.

I thought that even if Wei Jingji knew that the saint was threatening her, as long as she dominated Wei Jingji, sooner or later she would annoy the saint, and maybe a holy decree would be issued that day, and she would be abolished.

But the saint was seriously ill.

As she put down her pen, the door was pushed open, and the sound of footsteps settled in front of her desk.

She felt a gaze look at her.

Su Yao didn't have to guess to know who it was, but she was powerless to do anything now, just when she couldn't stand it and wanted to look up, the footsteps circled behind her, and her body suddenly spun around.

She let out a light sigh and was pressed by Wei Jingji on the yarn cupboard. The legs are all dangling.

Cool air penetrated from under her skirt, and she put her hand on his shoulder, a little flustered: "What are you doing?" ”

Wei Jingji looked at her for a while before smiling.

"I don't even want to pretend now?"

Su Yao wanted to speak, but he pressed against her ear again, and the hot air sprayed on her neck, and said softly.

"Know that the saint is seriously ill?"

Su Yao shuddered.

She tried her best to show calmness in front of Wei Jingji, but it seemed that she was instantly seen through by his determined and playful gaze, and all the hidden emotions could not be hidden.

Nothing can be hidden from him.

Seeing that her pupils trembled slightly and her breathing was chaotic, Wei Jing laughed very briefly, and the meaning of her tone was unclear.

"I don't want to wait for half a day, I moved into the side hall overnight, and I know that he is critically ill, and you don't even want to see me, do you?"

He thought that there was always some sincerity in what she had said.

The heart is like someone stirring it with a knife.

Wei Jingji's eyes were dark, and he was a little blank.

This is the first time that the two of them have torn everything apart and put it on the surface.

Su Yao grabbed the fabric on his shoulder, trying to explain but couldn't speak.

She did move to the side hall after knowing that the saint was critically ill.

In the interval of hesitation, she was suddenly turned over, Wei Jingji silently pulled up her belt, and her slender fingers twisted around and around, and every time she touched it, her back waist seemed to be burned once.

Su Yao felt that Wei Jing was extremely dangerous at this moment, but she was blocked in the middle and couldn't move, and all the things related to the night were entangled for a while. Mian's pictures all poured in.

Her body was subconsciously tense, and her waist and hips were numb.

Wei Jingji hugged her waist and bit her earlobe from behind.

Different from the gentle licking in the past, this time he kissed her, with a brutal force.

Su Yao's ears hurt, and his face was flushed with steaming from the breath he spitted out.

The man's body is rare among young people tall and straight, and the muscles all over his body are neither too burly nor emaciated, just covered with a layer of tight and hard muscles, full of the strength of a martial arts practitioner.

Wei Jingji clasped her with one arm, and the sound that burned in her ear was deep and hoarse, sliding into her ear.

"Have a baby for me."

Su Yaomin. He trembled for a moment, looked flustered, and said almost immediately: "Don't! ”

"Why not?"

The temperature around her was getting hotter and hotter, and Su Jiao was inexplicably a little dry, blinking lightly, she tried to calm herself down.

"Don't you want to?"

Su Yao felt that the thin skin on the back of her neck was bitten by a man, as if she was biting a lifeline.

Wei Jingji's voice was dyed with strong desire, and it sounded terrifying in the dark and dim candle flame, "If you want, I can cooperate at any time." ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward.

The girl's perfect figure is like a wicker drawn out of spring, moving and not moving are all kinds of amorous, seductive and deep.

Su Yao swallowed nervously and forced, "I don't want it." ”

Long.

Wei Jingji didn't seem surprised, but when he heard her answer, there was some mockery in his eyes.

"If the saint dies, do you still want to reconcile with me?"

To put it mildly, Su Yao felt scared from the bottom of his heart.

She thought she knew Wei Jingji and never believed what the outside world said about him, but when Wei Jingji showed the indifference in her bones again and again in front of her, she still couldn't help but be shocked.

But now, she could not help but explain to him what if he remembered his former feelings.

If the saint dies, Wei Jingji will definitely ascend the throne.

She will definitely become queen.

Neither of them spoke, and the ambiguous and agitated atmosphere dropped to freezing point little by little.

Su Yao thought clearly, turned around, and before speaking, his eyes turned red, "This marriage is not what I want. ”

Wei Jingji's dark eyes were fixed on her.

"Thinking of our love affair for many years, you may have abolished me?"

She had just arrived at the city, but she had not been out of Beijing for 10 years.

As soon as she entered the palace, she would never be able to leave Beijing in her life, and the entire capital was like a cage.

Wei Jingji's reason was already shaky, and after seeing her finish speaking, his eyes were slumped, and he said softly.

"Scrapped you?"

Su Yao looked back at him.

He kept his head down for a moment.

When I raised my eyes again, I was already bleak.

"Amy, you're going to think so well."

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Su Yao spent the most difficult night since she got married.

When she got up in the morning, the marks on her body hurt when she touched it lightly, however, she still had to walk with Wei Jingji today.

The news of the saint's critical illness spread quietly within the Kyoto family.

As a matter of custom, as the crown princess, she had to go to the palace with other princesses and ladies to pray for the saints and chant sutras.

The carriage was waiting outside the East Palace early.

Su Jiao rarely let Bai Lu help him, his pace slowed down, and when he walked to the carriage, he heard Wei Jingji's footsteps coming from behind him.

Liang Yuanzheng reported to him on official affairs: "Gao Qizhi did not panic at all, nor did he explain anything, and when the sage summoned him, he was also very calm and calm, not at all like he felt ashamed, and the sage was a little shaken when he looked at it. ”

Wei Jingji's eyes fell on the girl in a light golden rain flower brocade robe.

This plain dress, lining her like a new sprout on the tip, her fingers are thin and white, and she is about to step on the low pier, but the movement of lifting her legs is for some reason, and she puts it down again after doing it halfway.

He was thoughtful.

"Your Highness......" Liang Yuan watched as the young man walked straight towards his wife.

As soon as Su Yao raised his leg, he was in pain, but it was outside, and it was difficult to speak, and he didn't know what to do, so he was picked up from behind.

She was placed securely in the carriage.

Everyone saluted and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince." ”