I’m Determined To Be the Dark Moonlight

The emperor's eyes were piercing.

Xiao Qianxue let go subconsciously, feeling that if she held Yingying again, His Majesty would kill her. She found that after letting go, the emperor's body was not stretched so tightly, and the chilling breath suddenly disappeared, and she became more and more sure of her guess.

So the good sister who was sworn to sworn just now immediately abandoned her good sister, "Then, Your Majesty, Yingying, let's talk slowly first, and I'll go back to the palace to rest."

Yun Shao nodded slightly.

Wei Ying stared at her with round eyes and looked at her in disbelief: Didn't you just say that you don't want to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but you want to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day? Does this leave her behind?

Women are liars!

Xiao Qianxue winked at her, and the rabbit jumped happily and jumped away, leaving only Wei Ying and Yun Shao relatively speechless, looking at each other in dismay.

Finally, Yun Shao said, "Have you eaten yet?"

Wei Ying rubbed her stomach subconsciously, she just finished eating the chicken, and she was still struggling.

Yun Shao saw her movements, understood, and said, "I'm seriously ill, what are you doing standing outside? Go in and rest."

Wei Ying's scalp was numb, just like she was caught by the teacher for skipping class and carried to the office for a lesson. She had to follow behind the dog emperor with a guilty conscience, and her heart seldom became uneasy, and even her heart was pounding, and she began to sing a song " perturbed".

Yun Shao picked up the white porcelain bowl from the table and looked back at her: "I heard that your illness has not been cured, I specially made someone boil a bowl of medicine, drink it, and you will feel better."

Wei Ying took a small step back, her brows furrowed, and a little grievance appeared in her eyes.

Why duck, isn't it just sleeping a few times, why do you force her to take medicine.

She hates drugs the most!

Yun Shao held the medicine bowl and took a step forward, while Wei Ying took a step back. In the end, she was forced to retreat, she shrank in the corner, and looked at her with a stern voice.

"What are you afraid of?" The bowl was very hot, and Yun Shao was so hot that his fingertips turned red, but his hands were still steady and motionless.

Seeing that the girl didn't speak for a long time, the corners of her mouth curled up: "Do you want me to feed you?"

Wei Ying silently took out the card, and just wanted to use one to mess with the dog emperor, she heard her say: "Sir, is he going to use miracles on me again? Talk, last time..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wei Ying took the bowl without hesitation.

Isn't it just a bowl of medicine? Waiting for the emperor to count down what she has done in the past, I am afraid that ten bowls of medicine will not work.

She closed her eyes and wanted to drink her head up in one breath, but after taking a sip, she found that the taste was not right...Sweet milky fragrance?

Wei Ying lowered her eyes, holding a bowl of snow-white cheese in her hand, with pieces of pink peach blossoms floating in it.

Yun Shao smiled slowly: "It's peach blossom stewed milk, Yingying is afraid of hardship, I remember it."

Wei Ying was silent, sipping peach blossom stewed milk, thinking in her heart, could it be that she has been a dog emperor before, so she is so easy to recognize when she is raped again?

But when she was Bai Yueguang, she was really good at getting out of the mud and not stained, slim, gentle and amiable, and praised the real Bai Yueguang who could not finish writing a single essay.

At least it's white to the protagonist, so it shouldn't be messing with others, right?

Thinking about it, she looked up inadvertently, and she was so frightened that the bowl in her hand almost fell to the ground.

The Emperor Dog stood in the middle of the room, **** as if no one else was around, only a thin snow-white tunic remained.

She usually wears a loose dragon robe, and she can only see that she is thin. Now, after taking off the dragon robe, Wei Ying realizes that the emperor is not only thin, but also a little sexy.

She quietly looked at Wei Ying, standing on the head of the bed with long legs and slender waist, her black hair covered with ink scattered, and silk like silk scattered on her snow-white tunic. Seeing that Wei Ying didn't speak, she stretched out her hand and started to undress again.

Weiying: "You—"

Don't take off your clothes as soon as you come up.

Yun Shao unbuttoned his middle jacket, and wrapped his chest with a white cloth to wrap his upper body tightly, only the thin white waist was cut off under the white cloth. After she finished undressing, she started unwrapping her **** again.

Wei Ying couldn't help but stop: "Your Majesty, what do you want to do?"

Yun Shao said as a matter of course: "Go to bed."

Weiying: "..."

Yun Shao blinked quickly, with a pure expression: "If you don't untie your chest, you won't be able to sleep well."

Weiying: "..."

In the end, Wei Ying let the dog emperor roll into his bed, provided that he wore a middle coat. She dawdled on the chair, but didn't go to bed, staring at the emperor under the quilt.

Yun Shao coughed twice and was the first to break the deadlock: "It's cold outside, come in first, the quilt is warm."

Weiying pursed her lips.

Yun Shao smiled again: "Is Concubine Ai shy?"

Wei Ying:  …

In theory, she is the woman of the Emperor Dog, and she has to pass the level of serving the bed. But the opposite is a woman, which is much more convenient than originally expected. At most, it is a hug and kiss. Besides, the emperor is good-looking, and she is not at a loss.

Thinking that she still didn't move, she exchanged a sleepy card from the mall to use it for the Emperor Dog.

Yun Shao suddenly said, "Actually, I recognized you long ago."

Wei Ying looked over curiously. She wanted to figure out how this happened for a long time, how she overturned the car. Normal people don't think about borrowing a corpse to bring back the soul, do they?

Yun Shao supported his chin, his black hair was loose, and his collar was slightly messy, revealing a slender and pale neck, with a slender collarbone half-covered, a kind of temptation to hide.

"Go to bed and I'll tell you." She said softly, her voice seeming bewitching.

Wei Ying thought for a few seconds, then slowly took off her robe, climbed onto the bed, and sat next to the emperor.

Yun Shao leaned against her, staring at her face, "I recognized it long ago."

Weiying widened her eyes: "What?"

Yun Shao smiled: "When you feel guilty, you will glance at the ground, and habitually touch the corner of your mouth before thinking about things and doing bad things. You don't like drinking medicine, you like sweets, and you are afraid of pain and cold..."

Wei Ying interrupted her: "Your Majesty, this is just a coincidence. Many people have the characteristics you mentioned."

Yun Shao looked up at her: "Because you are you."

Weiying: "Really, I don't believe it."

Yun Shao quietly wrapped around a strand of her hanging hair, shook it, then put his palm on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. After laughing for a while, she whispered, "Sir, you and I said it."

Wei Ying looked down at her.

Yun Shao was still smiling and said softly, "You said that one day you would come back. Let me wait here and you will always come back."

Weiying asked calmly, "Why?"

Yun Shao smiled slowly, his face glowing in the light, and his voice was gentle with an uncontrollable trembling: "Because, you love me."

The next second the emperor fell into the quilt and fell asleep peacefully.

Weiying looked at the drowsiness card she used with trembling hands, and she had a headache. She decided that a headache alone is not as good as a headache, and used the combination card of Dream Lover + Pretending to be a Ghost to the Emperor.

Dog emperor, let you **** me! Go have a nightmare!

Weiying hugged the pillow, and most of the night, she touched Xiao Qianxue's palace and slept with her under the blanket.

Xiao Qianxue asked in a daze, "Won't Your Majesty blame him?"

Weiying: "Humph."

In the morning, she choked back to her room and shrunk into the bed. The quilt was covered by the Emperor Dog all night, and it was still hot.

Wei Ying closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. Not long after, there was a slight depression on the side of her body. The emperor moved and turned to look at her.

She could feel the emperor's gaze, burning like fire, down her eyelashes, swept down the bridge of her smooth and high sloping nose, landed on the red line at the bottom, and then smiled softly.

She heard the man laugh.

Yun Shao stared at this face intently, but remembered that when we first met, the girl stood under the flower tree watching a play, with a smile on the corner of her mouth - she did everything wrong but pretended to be innocent, only the smile on the corner of her lips revealed a little bit of her. of pride. That scene overlapped with the scene many years ago.

The gentleman from the South China Sea lowered his head slightly, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile that was not very kind, the smile was fleeting, hidden in the shadow of Xiao Shu's flowers, and then he looked like a dazzling saint that everyone loved.

None of them found out, only she saw her.

After all, bystanders always know best.

Yun Shao couldn't help but smiled and said, "I know you are awake."

Micro Orioles: ! ! !

But she didn't open her eyes, but continued to pretend to be asleep, and then there was a tingling warmth in her neck. Someone buried her neck and took a light sniff.

Weiying thought to herself, sin, she used to **** female ghosts like this, but now she has changed, and female ghosts have started sucking her.

But then he said again, she sucked the female ghost to inhale European gas, and the female ghost sucked her to inhale not gas, in short, it was not a loss.

"Sir, I dreamed of you last night." Yun Shao curled the corners of his mouth and smiled softly: "What a wonderful dream."

After speaking, she got up and put on her clothes, and left the dormitory with a spring breeze on her face.

Wei Ying opened her eyes and looked at the curtain, her little face wrinkled into a ball, said the dog emperor that he dreamed of her?

Do you dream of her as a ghost?

She hurriedly closed her eyes when the sound of footsteps echoed in her ears.

Yun Shao untied an Dongzhu from the golden crown, placed it by her pillow, glanced at her again, and left slowly.

After confirming that the person had left this time, Wei Ying sat up and played with the egg-sized and valuable Dongzhu, thinking to herself, what does the dog emperor mean? Did she pay her for prostitution for a night of sleep?

You don't have to be so polite.

She threw Dongzhu in the box and slumped on the bed in a big shape, feeling very complicated.

Soon, she focused on her work and asked, "My fusion level is almost full. What will be the reward for future tasks?"

Gong Douji: "It's also fusion."

Weiying: "Huh?"

Gong Douji: "It's the degree of fusion with the memory fragments left over from the failure of your last mission."

Wei Ying: "So, when I'm fully integrated, I can know why I failed the mission?"

Gong Douji honestly explained: "It's just a little memory fragment. It's the most important part of your last mission, but it should be able to know why you failed." Seeing that Wei Ying didn't speak for a long time, he tried to activate the atmosphere. "Host, I didn't expect you to be a lover!"

Wei Ying shook off her goosebumps: "What a shit, she doesn't have a few truths in her mouth, she's lying to me."

Gong Douji was stunned, "Ah... is the emperor lying to you?"

Wei Ying's eyes fell on the big red weft, and after a while, she said, "She said I love her, and I told her that I would come back. It must be false, but—"

But those little details about her are not bad.

She pondered, touched the corner of her mouth subconsciously, then thought of the emperor's words, and put her hand down again.

She didn't even notice these little habits and hobbies, but the emperor remembered them clearly. In fact, it was not that there were no admirers who knew her better than herself, but they would not remember six years, and six years later, it was brand new.

But thinking of the dog emperor in the original book looking for Xiao Qianxue as a stand-in, Wei Ying couldn't help but continue "tui", remember what's the use, it's still a dog! Emperor! emperor!

During this time, Wei Ying's life became more busy.

Emperor Gou adheres to the principle of "If Yingying doesn't come, I will go to Yingying", and he doesn't care about the face of the king of his country. Every time Weiying can't evade coming to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the emperor will sneak up on her that night. bed.

Wei Ying struggled for about ten days, and finally, under Xiao Qianxue and Concubine Xian's hard and soft efforts, she obediently agreed to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to polish ink for the emperor.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the lights are bright.

She rubbed the ink casually, and it didn't take long for her to cry out that her hand hurt, and sat aside to read the script. Since her face was torn apart, she let go of herself, took off some sickly and weak vase characters, and began to be pampered and arrogant.

Anyway, she is Bai Yueguang!

It would be better if the Emperor Dog was consumed by her love and felt that she was not the pure and flawless white moonlight in his heart.

I just don't know why, the more she acted, the more perverted the Emperor Dog looked at her.

The emperor raised his eyes and looked at her solemnly, as if he would tie a golden lock for her in the next moment, locking her in a cage like a canary forever.

Wei Ying thought about it, and was a little excited.

But the emperor didn't do anything, just lowered his eyes, picked up the book, and said softly, "The envoy from Beijue will come to the capital soon, what does Yingying think?"

Weiying yawned and ignored her.

Yun Shao said again: "The political theory that Mr. taught me in the past..." She pursed her lips, she didn't know what to think, her face was a little cold, and she smiled for a while: "Yingying is tired, go to the couch to rest."

Wei Ying bowed to her, and when she turned to leave, she couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell others about your Majesty's identity?"

The emperor is a woman, if this matter spreads out, it will turn the world upside down. The Emperor Dog didn't shy away from her at all, and he didn't know how the book was written, so he had to set up such a strange setting.

Yun Shao was obsessed with the red pen, the tip of the pen brushed over his cheek inadvertently, leaving a little red on his lips. She laughed: "Does Yingying want to tell others? Tell the world, okay?"

Wei Ying:  …

The dog emperor perfunctory her again!

She glanced at the speck of cinnabar on the emperor's pale cheeks, but said nothing, yawned into the inner room, and slumped into the warm blanket.

A few days later, Peng Liguo, the messenger of the Northern Jue, came to Shengjing.

The description of this messenger in the original book is a little bit of ink. When he came to the palace, the emperor, for some reason, entertained him in the back garden and summoned his favorite concubines to accompany him. Later, he took the messenger to hunt in the paddock, and performed a show of killing chickens for the monkeys.

It was also on the paddock's side that the heroine discovered Peng Liguo's conspiracy. It turned out that Bei Jue had no intention of negotiating peace, but just wanted to send messengers to spy on Dasheng's intelligence and prepare for the next war.

The so-called reconciliation and demarcation of borders are also a means of slowing down the troops to allow themselves to recover and recover.

Wei Ying reviewed the plot and summed up the tasks at this stage. The problem is not big, that is, from being an emperor to a messenger, she is too familiar. So she lived as usual, reading the storybook with Xiao Qianxue, riding horses and hunting in the paddock with the imperial concubine, or cooking to help Concubine Xian cook.

There was only one more procedure in the evening, and he was forced to face the nephrite warm fragrance that suddenly appeared in his quilt.

One day, she was hunting with the imperial concubine in Baoyun Palace, when she suddenly heard someone come in and say that the envoy from Beijue entered the palace, and His Majesty was going to summon them in the Imperial Garden, asking them to come and see if it was strange.

Wei Ying thought about the original plot, the bow bent like a full moon, the arrow shot into the center of the target, and the white feather trembled slightly.

She put down the arrow, tilted her head and said, "Niangniang, come here today."

The imperial concubine also shot an arrow: "Going?"

Wei Ying nodded.

The imperial concubine did not look at her: "Then go, continue tomorrow."

Wei Ying rode the horse slowly, turned around and asked, "Is the maiden coming?"

The imperial concubine shook her head: "Brother is in the garden to discuss political affairs with His Majesty. If I go there, I may cause criticism."

Pei's family is highly skilled, and there are so many people out there waiting to find out their mistakes.

She stretched out her hand and shot another arrow, and said, "Besides, I have seen a lot of Beijue people, you can go and have a look, see something strange."

The tone seems to be asking her to go to the zoo to see animals.

In the imperial garden, the uncle Gong Hongbo brought the messenger Peng Liguo to the imperial garden.

The Beijue and Dasheng people in this world are slightly different in appearance. Peng Liguo is as tall as a tower, with blond hair and green eyes, a beard on his face, and a wild appearance.

He looked at the ministers in the garden who were shorter than him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He felt that everyone in Dasheng was weak and vulnerable, and they would definitely be defeated in battle.

The King of Beijue asked him to enter the enemy's camp to explore whether Xia Dasheng was prosperous, the people were rich and the country was rich, and the army was strong and strong. Originally, Bei Jue felt that Dasheng had always been weak and was not worth mentioning, but the recent defeats in a row had forced them to use their unwise little brains and began to use strategies.

Peng Liguo looked down at them condescendingly, and could not help but become arrogant again, straightening his back.

When he first came to Shengjing, he went to the people to investigate, and found that although the people here are rich, they are not aggressive.

It is simply not enterprising, indulging in pleasure!

But in order to find out the enemy's situation, he also bought a copy to read... Hey, it's really fragrant.

He thought of the charming pictures in the book, coughed twice, and thought, Dasheng pills, Dasheng pills sooner or later!

Reading the villain book every day, this group of people is helpless, when the time comes, Bei Jue will destroy Dasheng in minutes!

Thinking about it, several young officials also came over and greeted Chaogong Hongbo politely.

Gong Hongbo nodded slightly.

The young man at the head was Pei Jian, the newly appointed minister of military affairs, the brother of Pei Que, who had returned from the battlefield not long ago. He smiled at Gong Hongbo, and then at Peng Liguo, as if he had a good temper.

Since it is an agreed border line, it is inevitable that people who are familiar with the frontier defense are here, and the emperor invited them to come here. Pei Jian also held a map in his hand, which was rolled into a scroll and held in his hand.

After waiting in the garden for a while, before the emperor came over, Gong Hongbo suggested: "Messenger, the peach blossoms in the garden are blooming just right, how about we go to the peach blossom forest to enjoy the flowers together?"

Peng Liguo readily agreed and followed into the flower forest. He felt that Dasheng had beautiful scenery and magnificent mountains and rivers. Thinking that such beautiful mountains and rivers would soon belong to Beijue, he couldn't help being a little excited.

He glanced at the ministers around him, thinking to himself, this group of literati who have no power to bind chickens, ah, they are not like them, men go to the grasslands to shoot at the age of ten, and they have to hunt down a beast alone as an adult. present.

Dasheng people, it is estimated that he has never even seen blood.

Then he soon encountered a puddle of black blood on the ground.

Peng Liguo immediately stopped, frowning in confusion, why, why is there a pool of blood in the palace garden? There will be no blood in their Beijue's palace!

Is this... a shark? Flogging the palace people and giving death to the palace concubine?

All kinds of speculations floated in his head, and suddenly he felt the wind blowing from his back.

Gong Hongbo's face was gloomy. Looking at the pool of blood, he seemed to be equally puzzled by the strange blood that appeared in the deep palace. After a while, he smiled and said, "It must be some kind of paint."

When Peng Liguo heard that it was paint, he was relieved.

He knew that few Dasheng people had even seen blood!

Pei Jian walked over, squatted on the ground, picked up a pinch of soil and smelled it skillfully, then raised his head and smiled, revealing a row of white teeth: "It's not human blood, you don't need to panic."

Peng Liguo was startled, then a line of question marks appeared on his head.

Why is this young man so skilled, no, why can he smell human blood? Do Dasheng people have this special skill?

Pei Jian glanced at a few pieces of chicken feathers on the grass that had not been cleaned up, clapped his hands and stood up, and said with a smile, "It's just that our concubine is idle and bored, and it's not surprising that we are here to kill chickens and play."

Peng Liguo: ? ? ?

Idle and bored, killing and killing chickens? Isn't it weird?

Gong Hongbo thought of something and asked, "Could it be the imperial concubine?"

Pei Jian folded his sleeves: "My family's A Que," thinking of his younger sister's current status, he changed his words and said, "If it is a noble concubine, it is normal to drive wolves and tigers, kill wolves and hunt wild boars, but they don't know **** chickens."

The two laughed, and they were in harmony.

After a while, Peng Liguo trembled and asked, "Are Dasheng and Dasheng women so sturdy?"

Before Gong Hongbo spoke, Pei Jian took the lead and said, "That's what we are in Dasheng. Could it be that Beijue doesn't do this? No, no, no, I heard that the whole people of Beijue are martial arts, and they won't even be in the deep palace of Dasheng. Women can't compare."

Peng Liguo was stopped, silent for a moment, and insisted: "Well, of course, we can do it. Our woman's adult ceremony is to go to the grassland to hunt a wolf and come back."

The ministers nodded one after another, boasting that Peng Liguo began to sway again.

While they were enjoying the flowers, someone from the palace called behind him, saying that His Majesty was waiting in the garden, so they hurriedly turned around and went back to the banquet.

Before Peng Liguo came here, he had done his homework a long time ago. He heard that the emperors of Dasheng are very feminine and beautiful. When he came to the garden, he found that several people were already sitting.

One of the beauties was wearing skirts and bead hairpins, and she was obviously a concubine in the palace.

On the other hand, the one sitting on the seat in Dongxi was dressed in black clothes, with delicate facial features, pink lips, feminine and beautiful, and was reading a book with his eyes down—the only one wearing men's clothes, he must be Emperor Dasheng.

Peng Liguo was about to kneel down to meet Emperor Dasheng when he heard hurried footsteps from among the flowers and trees. He turned to look, and a tall and slender beauty in the same strong suit came out of the flowers and leaves, smiling in both eyes. The bow and arrows behind him were still intact, as if they had just returned from hunting.

As soon as this person came, the palace concubines all crowded up, handing over water, wiping sweat, very attentive.

Peng Liguo looked at the people surrounded by beauties, and then at the people who were left alone and left alone. He recalled the secular definition of emperor in his heart, and then his knees softened and he knelt down in front of Weiying.

"Peng Liguo, the messenger of Beijue, sees His Majesty Dasheng. Long live and long live His Majesty."

Weiying: ? ? ?

Yun Shao: ? ? ?

Minister present: ? ? ? ! ! !

But they looked at the emperor sitting alone on the east seat, and couldn't help but think again, as if admitting a mistake... and there was nothing wrong with it.