Royal Beloved Black Wife

   Chapter 187 Round House (1)

   In the dark night, a snow-white carriage, pulled by several snow-white horses, slowly drove through the quiet street.

   No one drove the carriage, but the snow-white horses all moved in an orderly and orderly direction, and even the speed was surprisingly consistent.

The guard thought he had read it wrong, and rubbed his eyes hastily, but he still couldn't see half of the figure. He only saw the increasingly misty mist around the carriage. Under the moonlight, a gloomy ghost was revealed, as if This horse, this chariot... all came from the underworld.

   A chill ran through the guard's back, and his strong legs began to tremble.

   "Who is coming? Don't you get out of the car quickly and accept the interrogation?"

   he shouted almost with all his strength.

   However, there was no answer from the other party.

   The guard's heart became more and more frightened.

   It's like seeing a tall devil pressing down on him in his childhood dream, and he can't even shout for help, so... helpless, helpless!

   He drew his sword and wanted to slash through!

  How could he know that this precious sword, which for him had no weight at all, suddenly weighed like a thousand pieces of gold, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.

   "Mother's! Mother's!"

   He cursed, sweating profusely.

   Just then, something even weirder happened.

   A melodious flute sounded faintly, as if it came from the sky, and seemed to bloom in the ears.

The melody is extremely beautiful, not like the shengge of the world, but like the fairy music of Jiuxiao, but it also has a shuddering power, which makes people unable to help but imagine that the person who played the flute is the demon under the moon. Still a fairy in the painting.

  The guards are a little addicted to this kind of vocal music, intriguing, heart-wrenching, heart-wrenching, and heart-piercing.

  Like a pair of cold hand bones, it reached into the depths of the atrium from the chest cavity, opening the darkest and most obscure corners.

   Those forgotten past events, another scene, flashed through my mind clearly.

  The guard froze.

  Suddenly, the leisurely sound of the flute turned, and the calm alley was suddenly gusty wind, flying sand and stones.

  The guards were blown back one after another by the wind and sand, and after exerting enough internal strength, they could only barely open their eyes.

   He put one hand in front of his forehead and punched instinctively with the other.

   However, this is of no use.

The    flute became louder and louder, and the sandstorm became more and more violent.

   He tried his best to open his eyes and glanced at the opposite side, only to see the unmanned, eerie carriage ramming straight towards him!

   He was so frightened that he hugged his head and fled, but fell to the ground with one foot.

   He hurriedly got up and ran as fast as he could.

   But he couldn't outrun the carriage.

   Behind him, a long neigh suddenly came.

   He turned his head subconsciously, and the raised horse's hoof just stepped on his face.

"what-"

   He screamed!

After calling   , he didn't feel any pain, and then he opened his eyes wide—

  Those white horses, that white carriage, passed through him...through...

   And he… unscathed!

   "Ah-ghost-"

   In the middle of the night, Chu Qianqian woke up, rolled her eyes, and found herself lying in Zhuge Ye's arms for an unknown time, but Zhuge Ye didn't close his eyes, just kept looking at her.

   Looking at each other, Chu Qianqian blinked: "You haven't slept yet?"

   Hearing her fairly normal voice, Zhuge Ye's bloodshot eyes finally got a hint of energy, and he stroked the blue silk on her temples and said, "Well, not sleepy. How are you feeling? Is there any discomfort?"

  Chu Qianqian shook her head: "It's very comfortable, you gave me a bath?"

   This is a pleasant feeling that the muscles and meridians of the whole body are opened up, which is usually only after taking a hot bath.

  Zhuge Ye looked at her fixedly, the doting in his eyes almost overflowed: "I will take you to soak in the medicine spring."

   His health was not good, and he fell ill in winter. His father and king ordered people to build a medicinal spring in Liujing Pavilion. He took a dip every three or five times. Because she was cured this year, he hasn't soaked it yet.

   No, I just took a dip, go with her.

   "You scared me just now." He buried his head in her arms and said with a trace of grievance.

  Chu Qianqian still wasn't quite used to this strange intimacy, but she didn't push him away, she just said softly, "I'm fine, didn't I disturb others?"

   This kind of thing is naturally not good to disturb others, only the steward mother and Danju know. The steward's mother went to ask for an imperial doctor, saying that he had some private house questions to ask for advice. When Wang Feiquan had no experience in **** for the first time, he smiled and had no doubts.

   "The imperial doctor said that your situation... is rare, but... but it has passed... just like a normal person." He said with red ears, embarrassed to admit that he was inexperienced.

  Chu Qianqian nodded, seeing that he blamed himself a lot, so he comforted: "It's not your problem."

   It's not Zhuge Ye's problem, it's her, it's herself!

   At that moment, a voice suddenly came to her mind, calling her Qing'er.

   That voice was so familiar, so familiar that it made her whole body burst into blood, which is why she was dizzy and bleeding profusely.

who's that person? Why call her Qing'er?

   While thinking about it, Zhuge Ye's delicate kiss fell, between his eyebrows, at the tip of his nose, and at the corner of his lips.

   Strange and familiar feeling.

   In his mind, it seemed that something was pulsing little by little, but there was a layer of fog, and it was impossible to see what was pulsing.

   Zhuge Ye glanced at her dazed expression, stopped and asked softly, "Are you not willing?"

  Chu Qianqian looked at him.

   Zhuge Ye intertwined his fingers with her, and said word by word, "If you don't want to..."

How about   ?

  Chu Qianqian looked at him expectantly.

   He sighed helplessly.

   "I'll try my best to make you want it."

  Chu Qianqian was startled!

   (end of this chapter)