Just after the new year, it is the time when the cold is at its heaviest.

Outside Chang'an City, in the Huaqing Palace, it is an early spring scene, which is completely different from the midwinter snow scene outside the palace.

Huaqing Palace has already been rebuilt by the hands of masters, the blazing spring flows all over the palace along the dark channel, and there is a piece of warm jade buried at the foot of the long palace wall every three zhang, which completely isolates the warmth in the palace from the cold outside. It is that every new year, the grass in the palace will begin to bud.

The Flying Frost Hall is even more warm. The hall is paved with white jade, and the jade is staggered and inlaid with pieces of glazed foot. Through the glass, you can see that there is a gurgling spring flowing underneath.

There is a makeup mirror on the side of the hall, and there are three or two boxes of rouge gouache on the table. If it weren't for the fact that this makeup mirror was polished with a whole piece of crystal, it would be a priceless treasure, and just looking at the rouge on the dressing table, it would be even worse than the daughters of ordinary ordinary people.

In front of the mirror sits a beautiful woman, holding an ivory comb, lazily combing the green silk under the drape. She can't afford rouge, she can comb in this Huaqing Palace and Feishuang Palace, and under the whole world, what kind of rouge can't be bought? It's just that her beauty doesn't need any rouge anymore.

But the color of the fat powder is disliked, and the moth eyebrows are lightly swept towards the supreme.

She looked at the boundless beauty of the person in the mirror, but she was full of worries, and sighed softly in her heart: "You...... How nice it would be if it could still be that Luo Xichen who didn't know anything? But the days that have passed, there will be no going back!"

The hall was empty, and even if there were people, they could not hear her heart.

A breeze suddenly blew abruptly, blowing away the green smoke from the mouth of the incense burner. Behind her, a figure appeared eerily. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, still a teenager, and he was dressed in the clothes of a palace attendant.

As soon as this little inner eunuch appeared, he took a few steps closer to her and chuckled: "I haven't seen you for many days, how is everything okay with Senior Sister Yuhuan?"

Her expression immediately turned cold, she put the ivory comb on the dressing table, slowly pulled up a green hair, and said, "What did Master say?"

The little inner eunuch didn't answer her words, but took a step closer and said, "Our senior brother and sister haven't talked about the old for a long time, how can the senior sister ask the master as soon as they meet, and it will inevitably be a little different." You are also a noble concubine, how can you pull your hair yourself, let the senior brother help you!"

As he spoke, he took the waterfall-like green silk from Yang Yuhuan's hand and carefully picked it up. He is extremely skilled, and he is no worse than the female officials in the palace. Yang Yuhuan sat still, letting him do what he did, only staring at himself in the mirror.

The Flying Frost Hall was warm, and she wore a light shirt on her body, and her chest was surrounded by a thin silk.

The little inner prison had not seen her for a long time, and this reunion felt that she was a little plumper than before. Against the backdrop of green silk, her skin is really like coagulation, smooth and soft, and she can't find a single flaw. He sniffed a faint fragrance in his nose, and was very close to her, his gaze passing over her half-bare shoulders and falling on her trembling chest. The thin silk will only cover her small half of her breast, and two points of red can be faintly visible under the silk.

Even a layman like him, with a dry mouth, can actually have the word 'freshly peeled chicken head' in his heart. His throat was about to ignite a fire, but if he held her chest with one hand, the two soft flesh like snow would immediately melt in his palm.

His heart was like a deer, and he couldn't help but hold her green silk with one hand, and with one hand free, he slowly faded her light shirt to the side, revealing half of her round shoulders. As soon as his fingertips touched her skin, the slippery and soft touch immediately broke his last defense! He let out a low roar, reached forward with both hands, grabbed the thin silk on her chest and tore it fiercely! In the cracking sound, Yang Yuhuan's front clothes were torn!

He didn't want to stay for a moment, and immediately grabbed the two balls of soft flesh with both hands, and the whole person pounced on Yang Yuhuan, pressing her to the ground. He screamed in his throat, rubbing his lower body against her back and hips, and sniffing indiscriminately on the back of her neck, shoulders.

"Yuhuan! Yuhuan! I think you are so bitter! you will fulfill me today!" he shouted, and reluctantly withdrew his right hand from her chest, so anxious that he didn't have time to undress, and directly tore his own robe, and wanted to tear her bottom.

At this most life-threatening time, Yang Yuhuan suddenly chuckled and said softly: "I have fulfilled you, so who will fulfill me?"

He was suddenly startled, and before he could wake up from the huge happiness coming from Zhou's body, he suddenly saw Yang Yuhuan full of green silk like life, and suddenly danced wildly!

A wisp of green silk like a snake circled his neck for several weeks in an instant, and then suddenly tightened, and the force was so great that it strangled his neck bones to click!

Qingsi rose into the air and lifted him into the air.

At this time, Yang Yuhuan got up lazily and stood in front of her senior brother who was hanging in the air. She really deserves to be a natural stunner, just one gets up, and she can get up with all kinds of charms.

Although his neck bone seemed to be strangled at all times, seeing Yang Yuhuan's almost**, he was still hungry.

He was just about to untie a strand of green silk from his neck when several strands of green silk flew out of the back of Yang Yuhuan's head like lightning, piercing his hands and feet respectively, while the fifth green silk circled his face for several weeks, firmly sealing his screams back into his mouth.

Yang Yuhuan stroked the messy hair on his sideburns, as if he didn't know that his front coat was completely open, and this raised arm was causing the waves on his chest to be turbulent, and the cherry blossoms were jumping, so he asked softly, "What did the master say?"

The green silk wrapped around his mouth was like a poisonous snake, quietly retreating, swimming back to the back of Yang Yuhuan's head. His hands and feet were in severe pain, and after being passed through by Qingsi, he couldn't get half of the true yuan, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense at the moment, so he had to laugh and say: "Senior sister Yuhuan, Master asked me to tell you that what is in the dragon vein of this dynasty is a real dragon." ”

"True Dragon!" Yang Yuhuan's phoenix eyes lit up, and he chuckled: "In that case, maybe I should give birth to a dragon son for Emperor Ming." ”

At this time, there was a sound of broken boots outside the hall, and then there was a sound of three buttons on the door of the hall, and Gao Lishi shouted through the door: "Did Niangniang get up?" The emperor just put a pool of good water in Huaqing Pond, and ordered the old slave to call Niangniang!"

Yang Yuhuan snorted lazily and said softly: "I know, Father-in-law Lao Gao will wait for a while." ”

Her voice was soft and waxy, and it sounded as if she had just woken up, and Gao Lishi thought that the temple would be such a ridiculous scene across the temple door.

Seeing Yang Yuhuan like this, he couldn't help but be jealous, and shouted in a low voice without anger: "You'd rather give that useless old man to me! How many times can that useless emperor move at a time?"

Yang Yuhuan looked at his still erect Yanggen, smiled softly, and said, "You old monkey who loves to pretend to be tender, you only know how to intersect." You don't know love, you don't know hate, you want to provoke me?"

She laughed upside down, just listening to the soft voice, she couldn't match the cold killing machine in those phoenix eyes.

He was secretly frightened, but he was really unconvinced, and said: "But you are even willing to give An Lushan's fat pig, where am I worse than him?"

Yang Yuhuan took back the green silk, put him down, and said while changing his clothes: "Speaking of which, that pig is in charge of three important towns, with hundreds of thousands of male soldiers and hundreds of generals. And he is also inextricably linked with the demons of the Stygian Mountain, one of the three fierce places! Tell me, what is not better than you about such a pig?"

As she spoke, she had changed into a new shirt, looked at him again, and suddenly smiled, and gently scratched the root of the yang with a piece of her fingernail, and said, "But since you are so dissatisfied, then I will give you a chance." Within a month, whatever means you use, if you can restrain me, then I will do whatever you want from now on. But you only have one chance, and if you lose, then I'll ......."

Yang Yuhuan's eyes were like silk, and he stretched out his finger and flicked it on the yang root, and said softly: "...... Cut you. ”

Looking at Yang Yuhuan's phoenix eyes that had no smile, he shuddered suddenly, and Yang Gen immediately drooped. He didn't dare to say more, and made a trick, and his body had disappeared, and he fled like a lost dog.

Yang Yuhuan smiled coldly and opened the door of the palace.

Gao Lishi heard the sound of the door, and when he looked up, he saw the lazy and lazy concubine who had just started to sleep in spring. He hurriedly stretched out his arm, let Concubine Yang help her, and walked slowly towards Hua Qingchi, for fear of falling her.

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