Pretty Her

Yun Zheng did not respond.

The emperor could not wait and turned her over.

Yun Zheng frowned. After a few seconds of effort, his eyebrows were stretched, facing him, with one hand behind his head, his eyes blurred at him, and asked, "Emperor, what did you think happened to Chen Ye?"

The emperor's **** action did not stop.

He was accustomed to wait for her between the bed mats, and at this time stretched out her arms to hold her waist a little harder, and she was forced to rise from the couch and lie in his arms.

He was busy with both hands and looked down at her.

She smiled at him.

The emperor's heart was stagnant, he looked away, and said rightly, "No matter what happened to you, it is He's fault. He should find you earlier and shouldn't surprise you."

Yun Yan said, as if thinking about the deep meaning in his words. After a while, she twisted the willow willow to stick it again, and said the words perfunctoryly: "Chen Ye did not encounter anything, just because he was too scared. So tired of crying. "

The emperor stared at her: "I thought you saw some wolves and beasts."

Yun Zheng sat over, reached back with his hands, and handed out half of his body: "There are no beasts, only boundless moonlight."

The emperor smiled. The smile was barely and extremely bitter.

He shook his hand and held her fair face: "Next time, I'll accompany you to see the moonlight, okay?"

She turned her face and kissed his palms: "Why wait next time."

The emperor had a stature.

Then he fought hard.

She didn't stop him, her eyes were charming, and her lips were tender, leaving him to explore.

The emperor kissed and couldn't help but pinch her tighter, as if to rub her into her bones.

She stretched out her hand, a jade-like piece, and gently brushed his face, at this time he had lowered his head, she squinted at him, watching him print a little bit of a kiss mark, unlike usual, today his Kiss, rough and violent.

She called him several times, and he turned a deaf ear.

The body was slimy and sweaty, the same situation, the shirt was completely faded, the difference was that when she was studying outside, she could only lean on that person, and the big account was stuffy and hot, and the wind couldn't get in, Even the air in her lips was passed to her by the emperor.

She moved back uneasily, already sweating heavily, and didn't want to get a little warm. But the emperor did not let her do it, and as soon as she hid, he pulled her back.

She had to change her Huairou strategy and coaxed: "The emperor, Chen Ye wants to take a bath."

The emperor picked her up and left for the large tub behind the curtain. The water in the tub was half warm, but it was still very hot. The moment she went into the water, she couldn't help trembling.

She thought the emperor would wait for her by the couch, but didn't want him to go into the water. He didn't even pull off his lining, stepped in, and hugged her from behind.

He didn't let her ask the palace maid to come in to serve, picked up the petals floating on the water, and rubbed his fingertips, "He is waiting for you."

She is lying lazily.

This washing is an hour.

She was dizzy in the water, and whenever the water cooled down, the emperor called someone to come in and add hot water.

She shouted no, he was tough once, ignored her, and wiped herself for her. Wipe it again and again, kiss it again and again.

After coming out of the water, she could not even breathe and let the emperor manipulate it.

He hugged her carefully, placed her on the couch, and explained to her, "I was a bit drunk tonight."

She pursed her mouth and drummed her cheeks, moved in from the edge of the bed, and rolled to the corner with her back to him.

The emperor took off his shoes and went to bed.

She put her hands on her shoulders and shook it gently: "I'm really too can't help but I just want to make you happy, you really are happy too, aren't you?"

His half-finger fingers curled up unconsciously.

After sleeping with her, what he liked to see the most was that she was flushed with a cheeky face.

He used to think that when he later overcomes the obstacles in his heart, he can cry her every day, but when he removes the obstacles in his heart, bigger obstacles come up.

He has only this mouth and these hands.

The lamp in the tent only ignited a large halo of beans. In the faint light, he looked at her.

Her delicate white body was full of traces left by him.

He didn't want to do this kind of intimacy with other people, he just wanted to do with her. Do more and more intimate things, just stick together every day.

The emperor lifted the cold silk quilt and covered it lightly. The silk quilt had just been touched, and she swept away, almost sticking to the wall. She refused to look back at him.

The emperor had already recovered from the violent anger just now, and he tried to coax her: "Sir, come and hold your arms, and let you fight, okay?"

She didn't move.

The emperor couldn't wait, took her hand and slapped her. She struggled and drew her hand, finally willing to turn around to face him, a hibiscus-like face with water, her eyebrows tightening, Jiao Yan: "I don't like this."

The emperor sat beside her cross-legged, lowering her eyebrows: "I know, it won't happen again."

She likes to hook him, but she doesn't like to be hooked by him. He just asked her to ask many times. She is probably angry about this.

His lady-in-law, used to controlling others, was not used to being controlled, especially between the beds.

He glanced at her, her expression loosened, not staring at him like before, anxious and anxious. She stretched her arms stupidly, inviting him into her arms.

The emperor lay down immediately.

He used every possible tenderness to coax her, coaxed, and lingered on.

She slept with eyes in his arms, whispered softly in her mouth, before she slept, she heard him say, "Hey tonight, I will satisfy you."

She was sour, she fell asleep while listening.

Waking up in the middle of the night, there was no one around her in the yellow light.

She narrowed her eyes and looked out lazily. The emperor was sobbing under the lamp, he was barefoot, and his knees curled up.

He took the medicine bottle in his hand and poured out a few pills. He ate it, tears, and trembled with tears.

She looked for a while, didn't get up, waited for him to cry enough, wiped her tears and walked to the couch, she closed her eyes in time, pretending that she didn't see anything.

The emperor did not fall asleep.

He was sitting on the bed, as if waiting for a medicinal effect in his body, staring at her.

In the dark night, there is no wind in the tent, but there seems to be cold and heartfelt coldness invading the bones. The emperor touched Yun Yan's face, and traced her eyebrows with her fingertips. From her long fan eyelashes all the way down, nodded Qiong nose and touched Zhu lips.

Her lips are small and delicate, and he contains them thousands of times.

Suddenly his fingertips were smooth.

He froze.

She didn't open her eyes, except that Sakura's lips opened slightly, and her tongue was spit out a little, pushing him out and inviting him in again.

A few invisible movements made him tremble.

She still closed her eyes, but called his name: "Meng Yue, I'm thirsty."

The emperor was about to get out of bed for tea.

The moment he turned, she took his corner of the garment and said, "Not thirsty."

The emperor's throat shook and he fell over.

Probably because she had just woke up, she was full of energy and woke up with half a minute of energy to scatter him. This time, it was not that he let her rest, but that she let him lie down.

She was very gentle, not as lazy as usual, and the lingering kisses all fell down. There were so many tricks that he was not allowed to work from beginning to end. She soaked him in honey with her patience.

She fed him a drink, and I didn't know what was mixed in the drink, and he was so upset that he couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality.

He warmed up.

He was very happy, thinking that the medicinal effect was working. He held her back and refused to let go, possessing her lips like a vent.

As soon as he passed out, she lifted the jug filled with milky milk and sprinkled it on the sheets, throwing the jug away and lying on him.

She heard him shouting in her dream: "Sister Concubine, I have done it, and you will really be yours in the future."

She sighed and kissed his thick chest across her thin shirt.

The emperor got up the next day, thinking about what happened in the middle of the night, ecstatic.

He woke her, and asked her in her ear, "Does it hurt?"

He mistaken what he dreamed of as reality, and hugged her like a treasure, waiting for her to answer, and he said, "I remember your voice sounds painful but faint and revealing a little joy, sip You're too drunk and you don't remember well. Tell me, is it more painful or more pleasant? "

She rubbed her sleepy eyes without answering him, asking instead: "How about the emperor, does the emperor like it?"

The emperor muttered and kissed her: "You like it, I like it."

She lay in his arms, moving her restlessly: "OK."

The emperor's breathing worsened.

moment.

He intensified and hugged her tightly, his voice was peaceful and distant, as if the clear spring was flowing slowly: "Shoufei, I like you very much."

She: "The same is true of courtiers."

He shook his head, holding him tighter and tighter: "No, it's different."

Unhappy, she asked coyly, "How is it different?"

The emperor smiled, and patted her back gently, without answering her question.

Perhaps it was the wind and freezing last night, and the hot water bath that had been in the account for too long, alternating hot and cold, and too frequent exhaustion. After a long time after Yunji woke up, he was dizzy, his body was hot, and the doctor Judging from the cold, he was scolded by the emperor.

The road didn't rush, and she was stationed immediately and stopped for three days, waiting for her to get better.

She was bored in her account for three days, begging the emperor to continue on the road, moving on the road, and finally smoother.

The emperor was by her side, inseparable, afraid that she would be bored, and hosted a banquet, so that the courtiers who offered the beauty would take the beauty out again and entertain her with a grand dance.

The emperor hugged her personally, attracting the attention of all the ministers.

When seated, the emperor hugged her on her lap, held her head up, and let her lean against her.

He was not a stunned king, but at this time, he behaved like a stunned king.

As everyone knows, the emperor's diligence never wastes time in the harem. Since the appearance of Yun Shufei, the emperor has become more and more spoiled by her. Even the princes who have been rumored to play by the emperor will be shown to Yun Shufei.

Although the ministers were dissatisfied, they could not find a reason for impeachment.

First, there was nothing wrong with Chaotang. The second is that the harem does not stipulate that the concubine cannot do politics. There have been occasions when the queen queen was obeying the government, but the Li family was unbearable, and the queen queen was short-sighted and did nothing serious.

The most important thing is that the emperor's recent decision is much stronger than before, and it can be called impeccable. Even Lord Xiao Xiao Xiao can only obey orders.

Xiao Yan glanced forward.

Seeing Yun Xiao's crimson face, he rested sickly on the emperor's chest. The palace person brought the medicine, and she refused to drink it. She was bitter, and was having a temper with the emperor.

The emperor coaxed her in a low voice, and did not know what to say. She suddenly laughed, nodded, opened her lips, and let the emperor give medicine meekly.

The emperor was chic and fed her with a spoonful of medicine and a bite of sugar. After she took the medicine, she seemed to have accomplished something big. She stomped the emperor with her toes and lifted her shoulders for her. .

Xiao Yan clenched his fists.

He heard that she was ill and was so anxious that she never closed her eyes for several days. The emperor looked at her tightly, and no one was allowed to visit the account. Every time he tried to enter the emperor's account for reasons to discuss matters, the emperor just let him wait outside the account.

He was waiting outside the account, and raised his ears to hear the movement inside, and could hear nothing. Occasionally I heard a word that she screamed that she would not take medicine. Each time she didn't hear enough, the emperor hurried out of her account and kindly summoned him to discuss in another place.

He feared her for fear of showing her clue. His life doesn't matter, he just worry about her being affected.

But now, she looked a little bit affected.

She was so good with the emperor that she didn't need to worry about him at all.

A courtier nearby saw Xiao Yan drunk and drunk, took the opportunity to flatter him, and quietly sent the woman to him.

Xiao Kun was so angry that he immediately dropped the wine glass.

Everyone looked at it.

I saw a pale woman kneeling on the ground, Xiao Yan's face was somber and extremely angry.

The emperor laughed: "What's wrong with Xiao Aiqing? The beauty is in her arms. It's a happy event. Come and wait for this girl to bathe and change clothes and send it to Xiao Xiao's account."