Disgraced Consort

"It seems that the princess is unforgettable to the old country. If you don't want to go to the night country, I don't want the strongman to suffer."

Speaking of these words, Bailinan's clear eyes are like the most secluded deep pool water, reflecting Mu Yao's slightly shocked look.

He, willing to make her free?

However, it is indeed he alone who can terminate this marriage.

Of course, can she?

No.

Even though she didn't fulfill her father's initial wish, she was selected into the Xun Dynasty Harem, but her long-term marriage to Ye Kingdom was also what her father expected.

Shang Shuling, in the past when the three provinces were divided and holding power, she understood that only she could do her best to save her father's career from worries and even more glory.

The origin is that the former dynasty and the harem are inseparable.

Therefore, from small to large, she has strict requirements on herself.

The harshness is what she seems enviable except for Shang Shuling Qianjin.

Not only is her fame famous, but her talent is not inferior to that of any heavy minister in the DPRK.

She thought that in this way, not only can she become the pride of her father, but even if she enters the palace in the future, she will definitely get the most difficult happiness for the harem girl.

But, everything, after all, is not based on human will.

On Yuanye, she moved.

On Yuanye, she was wrong.

During the draft, it was because of her excellence that she replaced Xi Yan as a candidate for Yuan Marriage.

Just because he thought she was her, she thought he was not him!

Today, there is no way to look back.

Staying in Sunda, her identity will never be pure.

So, what's the point?

At this moment, in the Accord, such ambiguous voice no longer sounded.

But she thought, she knew, what happened.

Indeed, just the evening of Yan Yan, when dancing, makes people feel emotional, and when dancing stops, it makes people more pitiful.

Even now, the air is filled with sweet fragrances that Xi Yan shed as a result of sweating. This kind of sweet fragrance turned out to be palpable.

However, Xuan Yuanyu is no longer the man in a folk costume wearing a mask on Shangyuanye. His true identity is the emperor of a country. It is difficult for him to control himself in the face of beautiful women, and he is also the true state of the emperor, isn't he?

She loosened the lute in her arms, handed it to the maiden on the side, slightly retracted her injured finger behind the wide robe sleeve, gently lifted the covering beads, the beautiful face, and fell into the eyes of Bailinan, she smiled In a smile, she is the first thousand gold muyou of the elegant and elegant Tanxun in the past.

"Mu Yao wished to be able to reconcile with the monarch."

In a simple sentence, she spoke so softly. Only she knew how much effort she needed to spit out word by word.

A trace of curvature floated on Bai Linan's lips, and he took out a smoky blue veil and handed it to Mu You:

"Without a finger, although the tone of the string can be more accurate, in the end, it is easy to hurt yourself."

Mu Yaoyan smiled, she only handed her injured finger to Bailinan. Bailinan ’s hand did not stagnate, but only the curvature of her lips, she covered her hand with a robe sleeve, and then held Mu The obliterated hand gently wiped the blood from her fingertips with a veil.

She did play well, but a tune with too many personal emotions would not be perfect.

If Fang was not a last resort, he would not use the sound of a flute to dispel her demons.

But he knew that if he didn't use the flute, the dancing woman would never stop.

He had never seen a woman who could circulate in order to play music and exceed her own ability. Five more, I am afraid, just now, it is not as simple as a soft foot fall.

However, was Xuan Yuanyu nervous about the woman, or was it forced to enter the Accord for other reasons?

Bai Linan's eyes were mixed with a playful smile, and the smoky blue veil was stained with traces of blood. It seemed that it was really not harmonious.

In the Accord, except for a few sounds that made people blush and heartbeat, there was no more movement at this time.

However, if you can bypass the screen and push the closed door of the Accord, you can see that after the layers of bright yellow gauze, in the innermost dressing room, a woman, she is lying on the ground like this, the bun is loose Open, like the blue silk of a waterfall, intertwined with a man's hair.

This is indeed a scene, extremely ambiguous, with a peachy picture.

However, no one will see.

Xi Yanfu was lying on the ground covered with a thick red felt blanket, or, it should be said that at this time, the dress on her body had been faded to the waist, removing the jade muscle that was covered by the green silk, and she was like Naked in front of Xuan Yuanyu.

However, just a scene, vividly emerged.

Xuanyuan hugged her into the Accord, put her down, and instructed her to stand there indifferently, not to move.

He went straight into the dressing room.

She stood there, her abdomen hurt, but, soon, she heard the sound of something falling from the dressing room.

This thing, in the dressing room, no doubt, only him.

He told her not to move, but at this moment, she couldn't help moving.

After all, if something went wrong with her, she alone could not escape the blame.

She endured the discomfort of her lower abdomen, and she opened the tent, and she saw that the one that had just fallen to the ground was indeed a thing. It was a rosewood hanger.

And the emperor Junxuan, who was as beautiful as a god, leaned against the wall in pain, his body trembling violently, his teeth gurgled, and she heard her approaching him, and he heard the voice without a little temperature, and came low and dumb :

"Go out!"

The simple word, the extremely cold cold cage, like his whole body, the bone-biting cold at the moment is under attack.

Xi Yan did not retreat, still walking towards him, he turned around defensively, she had walked to him.

She wanted to know what happened to him.

It seemed that he was so uncomfortable.

She thought that she could not withdraw blindly.

Lifting her head, she looked at it. Even at such a moment, she was still so beautiful as to be a man like the most glorious star. His lips were pale to no trace of blood, and he saw a hair under his forehead A little bit of hoarfrost immediately condensed away.

"you--"

Without a word, she was suddenly embraced in the arms by a pair of cold hands, so fast that she couldn't help it.

The skirt was tripped and would not have fallen. However, she subconsciously wanted to avoid his arms, but instead let herself fall to the ground.

She only had time to make a bang, and she fell straight.

At the moment of the fall, there was no expected pain.

It turned out that his hand pad was behind her, she heard, and a soft gurgle sounded, his beautiful eyebrows, and a frown, those frosts, with this one, fell on her face On top, it must be put into the skin.

It's cold.

But, even colder, is his hand.

At that time, he hugged her, his hot hands, now, very cold.

His black eyes condensed on her, and she saw that, at the bottom of her eyes, there was a red blood lotus-like light.

Yes, red blood lotus.

But not, it is the dark blue.

At this moment, he suddenly turned her body around and hugged her in his arms.

He needs this warmth and urgent need!

Really, it's warm.

In this warmth, there is also a sweet fragrance hit.

He didn't know what kind of fragrance it was, but every time he saw her, he always haunted this sweet fragrance.

But at this time, this sweet fragrance is more intense.

Somehow, he hugged her tighter and tighter, but her heart began to be uneasy.

This uneasiness even made her ignore the pain in her abdomen and just wanted to escape.

Yes, escape.

She didn't like to be held in this way alone.

Even if he is the emperor.

Even if it was appropriate, she tried to care about his body.

But now he has nothing but disgust her.

However, she could not break free, nor could she escape.

Even if she hated it, she, like the women in the harem, could not disobey the holy will.

It's so cheap.

Her fingertips pinched into the palm of her hand, and then she could feel that the pain from the palm of her hand eventually replaced the pain that became more and more intolerable to her lower abdomen.

There seemed to be a sticky feeling between the legs, but she could not move at all, and her body became more and more stiff.

Before entering the palace, Grandma Rong mentioned that when a woman served her husband for the first time, it would hurt and bleed. So, could this be--

The specific details were not interrupted by the mother who suddenly entered the room.

My mother said that if you enter the palace in the future, you will be taught by the grandmother in the palace, and you will not be allowed to say more.

She still remembered her mother's expression at that time, she was a melancholy.

She thought, now, she might understand where her mother's melancholy came from. Such a taste is really, really uncomfortable.

The mother cherishes her, can't bear her suffering.

Yes, this is a bitter for her.

She closed her eyes, her body, and began to tremble tremblingly, unable to contain it.

Xuan Yuan's cold surrounding him gradually became warmer because of her, and her original dizzy mind slowly recovered.

Regaining the moment of clarity, he saw that her crystal clear skin blossomed into a white evening face flower under him. Every inch is so clean, fragrant, and extremely soft.

At this time, her soft body shivered in his arms.

He noticed this strange appearance, his hands slightly loose, did he hurt her when he drew warmth?

When she realized that his hand was slightly relaxed, she immediately wanted to get out of his imprisonment. She turned sideways and hadn't moved. His arm collapsed. She had no time to dodge, but he turned it over again.

She faced him directly.

He, pressed on her.

The posture is more ambiguous.

His eyes are like shining stars, his white face is almost transparent like ice, and it is more handsome.

At this moment, she didn't know him a little bit, it seemed strangely strange, and it seemed strangely familiar.

He seemed to exude the most beautiful and pure glory, which made her confused for a moment.

She lowered her eyes slightly and stopped looking at him, but this moment of bowing, he suddenly lost her mind.

The moment he let go, he saw her body suddenly move. Somehow, he tightened her hands again.

Only this one, suddenly, just turned her over.

God knows that he doesn't want to face her like this.

In disappointment, outside the Accord, there was suddenly a confusing voice:

"The Queen Mother is here."

The voices of the Empress Dowager and the Night Emperor came in through the tent, not very clear, but should only be a symbol of courtesy.

With this skill, he quickly loosened and clamped her hand, and the moment she closed her hand, she saw that her ceremonial dress was still falling to her waist. His hand quickly covered his chest, covered by Qingsi, he could not see the look on her face.

He thought, he should not see clearly.

Turning his face, he quickly put her ceremonial dress on her, and whispered when he got close:

"What is happening today must not be known to a third person."

She was startled, and immediately understood what he meant. She did not nod to her, and the voice of the queen mother was heard outside the door of the Accord:

"Emperor, the Lord of the Night Kingdom is away for a long time, can you rest?"

This word, in the voice, can be heard a little displeased.

Xuan Yuan's eyes, the red blood lotus' luster reverted to a dark blue light, and his lips floated a cold arc.

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