Chapter Ninety-Three: Xiu Yuan is confused

Xuan Che only felt a pair of warm hands covering his forehead, which was very comfortable. Xuan Che was dazed, and naturally put his cool hand on his hand. She felt the hand covering her forehead pause, and then he grabbed Hyun Che's wrist with his other hand, trying to pull her hand away.

Hyun Cheol also reached out his other hand, grabbed her wrist, and then pulled him diagonally down. Xiu Yuan didn't expect her to pull herself, and she couldn't dodge for a while, so she fell down and lay on Xuan Che's side. Before Xiu Yuan could react, Xuan Che closed his eyes and pressed directly on his body. Xiu Yuan was about to reach out to push her, but she gently stroked his hand and said, "Don't be shy." Xiu Yuan didn't know what she wanted to do, but as soon as she said this, Xiu Yuan understood, and his face immediately turned red with shame. Just about to reach out to push, she directly lowered her head and kissed it, Xiu Yuan was stunned for a moment, and forgot to resist, and let her kiss her lips gently.

When she raised her head slightly and said to him, "Open your mouth." Only then did Xiu Yuan understand that she was being inferior to him. Hurriedly reached out and grabbed her shoulder, then pushed her aside. Xiu Yuan stood up with a flushed face, looked at Xuan Che who was in a daze on the couch, and thought of what she had just done, and couldn't help but want to go out quickly. After walking a few steps, I thought that it was still spring, and I would definitely catch a cold if I slept like this, and I wanted to go back and carry her to bed. But when he thought of how light she was just now, he couldn't help blushing, and then turned his head and went out.

Yu Qing was sleeping in a daze, when she suddenly heard someone knocking on her door, she shouted impatiently, "Who, what's the name of the big night?"

A warm voice came from outside the door, "You go and sleep with the eldest princess, she fell asleep on the couch." ”

When Yu Qing heard that it was him, she said impatiently, "Why don't you go to sleep with her?" ”

When Xiu Yuan heard her say this, he couldn't speak. Just stood outside in a daze, stood for a long time, so long that Yu Qing was about to fall asleep, and then he said softly, "Anyway, you just go quickly, isn't it your duty to take care of her?" In order to avoid Yu Qing from talking back again, he hurriedly said again, "I'll go back first." Then he turned around and walked away.

Yu Qing didn't hear the strangeness in his words, just got up impatiently, and then walked to the place where the eldest princess slept next door, carried her to the bed, and then fell on the bed and slept with her.

Xiu Yuan was outside, and saw Yu Qing carrying Xuan Che to the bed and covering the quilt before slowly leaving.

He caressed his lips as he walked. That place, which had just been kissed by her, seemed to still have her scent. Somehow, Xiu Yuan was very familiar with this smell, and it seemed that it was not the first time she had kissed him.

The window gradually brightened, but Xiu Yuan never slept well all night, and then simply didn't sleep, got up directly, opened the window, didn't light the light, and just looked straight out of the window.

He held a book of words in his hand, and couldn't help but read along, "After the dream, the building is locked, and the curtain hangs low when you wake up." When the spring hatred came last year, the falling flowers were independent, and the light rain **.

I remember the first time Apple met, the two hearts were full of words, and the pipa strings said lovesickness. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it was back from the clouds. This is Yan Jidao's song "Linjiang Immortal", and now, it is just like his state of mind.

Since he took Chu Ning's body at the age of twelve, he has always been clean and self-conscious, never drinking alcohol, eating meat or breaking the vows of adultery, in order to maintain a good boy body and practice magic. Because of this, Chu Ning's father didn't know how sad he was, he had already been proclaimed emperor, but his only son was not close to women. He even tried to lock Xiu Yuan and a group of palace maids in one room for three days and three nights, but he never let him break his body.

But now, she was kissed like this. Xiu Yuan always thought that he had cultivated himself for so many years, and he was enough to be distracted, but he didn't expect that when she kissed her, she would be shy and embarrassed like that. He thought he would be disgusted with her, but apparently, no.

Even, when her eyes seemed to be open to open her mouth to meet her, she almost obeyed. He didn't know why he was like this, he didn't know why he was pure and lustful for so many years, and he still couldn't withstand a kiss from her. He didn't hate her, not at all.

Xiu Yuan looked at the gradually brightening sky outside, and knew that it was time to pay attention, and when it was dawn, the civil and military generals would come over together and present the various recitals for their own ruling. It's time to calm down. He took a copy of "Dongpo Anthology" in his hand. Whispered: "In the autumn of Renxu, in July, Su Zi and the guest are boating under the red cliffs. The breeze is coming, and the water is not rippling. Raise the wine to belong to the guest, recite the poem of the bright moon, and sing the chapter of the fairy. Shaoyan, the moon comes out of the east mountain, wandering between the bullfights. The white dew crosses the river, and the water shines to the sky. As far as a reed is, Ling Wanqing is at a loss. The vast is like Feng Xu's wind, and I don't know where it stops;

So he drank and enjoyed himself, and sang about it. The song says: "Gui Yi Xilan oars, hit the sky and trace the streamer; "There are people who blow the flute in the hole, and they rely on the song and harmonize it. Its voice whines, such as resentment, such as admiration, such as crying, like complaining; the aftersound is lingering, endless, dancing the hidden ravine, crying the wife of the lonely boat.

Su Zi was stunned, sat down and asked the guest: "What is it?" The guest said: "'The moon and the stars are scarce, and the black magpie flies south', this is not the poetry of Cao Mengde? Looking at Xiakou in the west, looking at Wuchang in the east, the mountains and rivers are in the past, and the sky is gloomy, this is not Mengde's trapped in Zhou Lang? Parasitic mayflies in the heaven and earth, a millet in the sea, mourning the moments of my life, envying the infinity of the Yangtze River. Fly the fairy to swim, hold the bright moon and end long. I don't know it suddenly, and I will leave it in the sad wind. ”

Su Zi said: "The guest also knows the water and the moon, the deceased is like this, but has not tasted the past; the surplus and the void are like him, and the death is not long." If you look at it from the one who has changed, then the heaven and the earth have not been able to see it for a moment; from the one who has not changed, then the things and I are endless, and what is the envy? It is the infinite hiding of the Creator, and the place where I and the Son are in harmony. ”

The guests smiled happily and drank more when washing the lamp. The core of the dish is exhausted, and the cups and plates are in disarray. The phase and the pillow are in the boat, and I don't know the whiteness of the East. After a pause, he sighed and then continued to read "Hou Chibi Fu": "

It is the hope of October, stepping from the snow hall, will return to Lingao. The two guests have been given to the yellow mud of the saka. The frost and dew have fallen, the leaves have taken off, the figure is on the ground, looking up to see the bright moon, taking care of it, and answering each other with songs. He has sighed and said: "There are guests without wine, there is wine without food, the moon is white and the wind is clear, what is such a good night!" The guest said: "Today, in the twilight, the net is fished, and the huge mouth is finely scaled, like the perch of the Songjiang River." Gu An's wine?" The woman said, "I have a bucket of wine, and I have hidden it for a long time, so that my son needs it from time to time." So he took wine and fish and swam again under the red cliff. The river has a sound, the bank is broken for a thousand feet, the mountains are high and the moon is small, and the water falls out of the rocks. The geometry of the sun and the moon, and the rivers and mountains cannot be recognized. Yu Nai took the clothes up, walked on the rocks, covered with fur, stood on the tiger and leopard, climbed the dragon, climbed the dangerous nest of the falcon, and looked down on the secluded palace of Feng Yi. Cover the second guest can not be followed. Suddenly there is a long roar, the grass and trees shake, the mountains and valleys respond, and the wind and water surge. Yu is also quiet and sad, solemn and fearful, and awe-inspiring that it cannot be kept. Instead, he boarded the boat, let it go to the middle stream, and let it stop and rest. It's almost midnight, and it's lonely to look around. There is a lonely crane, and it comes from the east of the river. The wings are like wheels, and the clothes are sparkling, and they are swept to the west of the boat.

If you have to go for a while, you will also sleep. Dream of a soldier, feathered clothes, under the Lingao, Yi Yu said: "The pleasure of the red cliff?" asked his name, but did not answer. "Woohoo! On the night of the past, those who flew past me were not sons or evil?" the Taoist priest smiled and was shocked. Open an account and see it, but don't see it. ”