Song Nian Zhisheng's extreme beauty, those eyes are even more clear and pure, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, there is no half of the haze calculation, when she is seriously watched, a little attention will make people immersed in it.

In particular, Song Nianzhi, who can be called obediently clinging to himself, is even more demagogic, Chu Xiu is shaking, and his mouth is inexplicably dry.

However, he quickly came back to his senses, and the corners of his mouth provoked a faint arc: "A write-off? That also has to be interesting enough for the concubine. ”

Song Nianzhi smiled bitterly and said: "Although the Song family has been convicted, the concubine is also from a famous family, and at least she still has the least shame and self-esteem. ”

From the moment she was sent to the palace by Wen Yuan, the unforgettable feelings for Song Nianzhi were broken, whether it was heartache and self-deprecation, self-deprecation and hatred, but no matter what, she would never forget her identity as the daughter of the Song family!

Song Nianzhi has her own pride, gentleness, it is impossible for her to forgive, and it is impossible for her to be unclear with the man who betrayed her after becoming the emperor's woman.

Chu Xiu looked at her expression, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's best like this, otherwise it's ......"

Song Nianzhi looked directly at him: "No, otherwise, the concubine must guard herself in peace and never block Your Majesty." ”

Wen Yi was a little satisfied with her attitude, and she was no longer aggressive, her fingertips rubbed her soft lips, and something else gradually appeared in her eyes.

He let go of his hand, and the next moment, he bent down and grabbed Song Nianzhi's lips.

Song Nianzhi's eyes widened, but he quickly suppressed that bit of shame, closed his eyes, and opened his lips slightly obediently.

At the same time, Wen Zhen had already left the palace.

As the regent of the ruling and opposition powers, Wen Yuan's mansion was very close to the palace, but after a while, the carriage stopped in the mansion.

Striding into the study, Wen Yi could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, raised his hand and swept the tea cup on the table to the ground, the porcelain splashed, and the fragments fell to the ground.

The personal attendant Xuan Ye stood motionless in the corner, silently watching the master drop his favorite cup, but he didn't dare to make a sound, let alone come forward to persuade him.

Wen Yi smashed a few more valuable objects, and then he barely calmed down a little, he stood in a mess and pressed his eyebrows fiercely: "Okay!" Very good! He actually dared to touch the king's woman! ”

Xuanye lowered his head, eager to disappear directly into this room.

Wen Zhen was still furious, but his words were mixed with endless remorse: "I knew that he was so capable, this king would not make such a decision no matter what!" Yesterday in the Taiji Palace, this king had already seen that Chu Xiu's expression was wrong, this king had a premonition that something was not good early in the morning, why didn't he stop it in time? Why are you still holding on to a fluke?! ”

As he spoke, the hard-to-find famous inkstone shattered at Xuanye's feet, and Wen Yi approached step by step, his voice as cold as Shura: "Why don't you persuade this king?" If I had brought Zhizhi out in time yesterday, I wouldn't have ......."

He paused in his voice, but Xuanye heard the pain and regret that could not be hidden, he didn't say a word, and immediately knelt on the ground, the fragments pierced into his knees, and soon oozed blood, but Xuanye was unconscious, and bowed his head and pleaded guilty: "Subordinates should die!" ”

Wen Zhen looked at him for a long time, and the anger on his face finally disappeared little by little, and he returned to that gentle and elegant appearance, but there was no trace of temperature in his eyes: "Wait and see, this king's things, this king will snatch them back sooner or later, and one day he will pay the price for his audacity!" ”