golden bottle

"You are extremely skilled in swordsmanship, and I have wronged you by letting you stay in the palace." Ye Shi Bingquan stroked Xiang Duxiu's cheek, which was warm and smooth, "You should have a more suitable place."

Xiang Duxiu was stunned for a while, then shook her head, smiling a bit erratically, "Your Majesty is joking..."

After speaking, he stood up, took his sword from one of the maids, and slowly raised his hand against the wind and snow outside the hall. His wide sleeves fluttered in the wind and snow, making his face like a crown. Yu, with flying hair, looks like a fairy who is about to ride the wind to go home.

Don't love floating names, dreams are limited.And looking for fun, the wind, the flowers, the snow and the moon are endless.

Xiang Duxiu's sword moves lightly, and the breeze blows through the snowflakes without leaving any traces, but it is as fast as lightning, making people dizzying.

His figure is nimble, but not as soft as a woman's. His wrists are flying, and every move and sword is just right. He has the fortitude and resoluteness of a man, but he is not sharp and hurts others.

Ye Shi Bingquan inexplicably felt a little anxious, although he was within reach of his hand, it seemed that this person was never in his hands, as long as he turned around, he could disappear out of thin air, never to be found again.

Taking advantage of his drunkenness to stand up, Ye Shi Bingquan pulled out his sword and fought Xiang Duxiu. For a while, only the sound of weapons colliding was heard. Ye Shi Bingquan suddenly withdrew his move, Xiang Duxiu pierced Ye Shi Bingquan's face with a sword, Ye Shi Bingquan held the sword behind him, and did not dodge or dodge, Xiang Duxiu was unable to control the sword energy for a while, and the reversal of the move was too hasty, and his own true energy If you are stagnant, you will fall to one side.

Ye Shi Bingquan picked him upright, quietly hugged him in his arms, and let the snow fly all over his body.

After a while, he sighed and patted the snowflakes on Xiang Duxiu's shoulders. Xiang Duxiu buried her head in his arms and said nothing. Ye Shi Bingquan lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "I'll stay tonight. How are you?"

Xiang Duxiu didn't speak, but just stretched out his hand and dropped the saber, put his hands around his neck, and he had already expressed his wish while rubbing his ears and temples.

Ye Shi Bingquan carried him into the inner palace, it was cold wind and snow outside, but it was sunny inside Wuxiang Palace.

Maybe it was because he drank some wine, or maybe he was depressed. Ye Shi Bingquan didn't sleep well at night. He was woken up by Xiang Duxiu in the middle of the night. When he opened his eyes, he quietly got out of bed. It was still dark outside. Wearing a snow-white thin dress, he opened the door and sat in front of the steps.

The girl named Die'er next to Xiang Duxiu saw him sitting outside alone, so she went to get a robe and put it on him, and he laughed for a long time while pointing at the tip of her nose.

"Why don't you go to bed, empress? It's still early for His Majesty's morning court."

Xiang Duxiu pulled the cloak covering her body, stroked her long hair that was a little messy in the wind, "I can't sleep anymore, come out and blow some air."

"Beware of catching a cold. It's the coldest when it's about to dawn. I've heard from people in other palaces that everyone feels a little unwell recently. It can be seen that this winter is sad."

Dier walked along the steps, sat at his feet, exhaled into her hands, and mischievously blew the white mist, Xiang Duxiu held her chin and looked at the sky, "Yeah... this day is getting more and more sad It's..."

"I know, the empress is not happy."

"Talking nonsense." Xiang Duxiu lazily patted her on the head, "What do you know, little girl?"

The girl named Die'er rubbed Xiang Duxiu's hand with a smile, "From my little girl's point of view, few people in this palace are happy. Think about it, there are so many things to worry about every day. How much time do you have to be happy?"

Xiang Duxiu stared at her blankly, smiled clearly, raised her hands and exhaled forcefully, ruffling her hair, "It's exactly what you said, what to do with so many unhappy things every day, leave it for those who love Those who are worried, think about it."

After finishing speaking, he stretched and was about to go back to his room, when he suddenly winked at Die Er as if he remembered something good, "Anyway, I can't sleep anymore, why don't I go take a bath?"

"Your Majesty, you..." Die'er looked helpless, "If your Majesty can't find anyone later, he will lose his temper. You forgot that you sneaked out last time, Your Majesty almost turned this over..."

Xiang Duxiu waved his hand, and the person was already in the distance.

In the deepest part of Wuxiang Palace, there is a hot spring that maintains its temperature all year round. It is named Xue Feiyan, and it is hot all day long, as warm as spring.Xiang Duxiu lived here for a while, and he couldn't put it down. If he said how he couldn't bear this place, it would be better to say that he loved this spring so much that he couldn't bear to leave.

It was early morning, Xiang Duxiu relied on her own martial arts, went all the way to the hot spring, casually threw her clothes aside, and immersed herself in the spring comfortably.

The person who was steamed by the warm mist was drowsy, leaning on the rock wall with one hand, Xiang Duxiu closed his eyes and muttered, "I wish Dieer would come, my shoulders and waist are so sore..."

A pair of hands stretched out from behind, rubbing forcefully on the shoulders evenly, Xiang Duxiu hummed comfortably, closed his eyes and said, "Die'er, Your Majesty is still awake."

No one answered, and felt that the strength of the hands on the shoulders seemed a little different. Die'er's little hands suddenly woke up from a light sleep, staring at the man with an ambiguous smile behind him, "Your Majesty!"

Ye Shi Bingquan looked at his staring round eyes with some amusement, took off his clothes slowly, and stepped down the stone steps to the hot spring, "The imperial concubine is really unkind, she ran out to soak in the hot spring in the middle of the night and she didn't tell me about it."

Xiang Duxiu's cheeks were bulging and he didn't speak, but leaned against the rock wall and looked warily at Ye Shi Bingquan, who was smiling and compared to the big bad wolf, "Your Majesty, it's cold in the middle of the night, let's go back and rest."

"No hurry, this place is warm like spring, I want to stay a little longer." Ye Shi Bingquan narrowed his eyes, walked a few steps towards Xiang Duxiu, stretched out his hand, "Come here."

With his back turned to him, Xiang Duxiu leaned on the rock wall, "Your Majesty, forgive me for my poor etiquette. It's really hard to move because of my sore back."

There was no sound behind her, Xiang Duxiu rolled her eyes, maybe she was angry, she quietly turned her head to look, and was instantly startled by the face right in front of her.

Ye Shi Bingquan bullied himself up, pressed one hand on the rock wall beside Xiang Duxiu, carefully looked at the pink marks left on his shoulder blades, sneaked in with one hand from the water, and stuck it to his waist. Suddenly, the voice was a little hoarse, "Does the imperial concubine have a backache? Do you need my help?"

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Xiang Duxiu stiffened her body, "No... no need..." Before she finished speaking, she gasped suddenly, grabbed Ye Shi Bingquan's hand with one hand, stared at him with wet eyes, but was caught His face was flushed when he came down, and he couldn't stand upright. If Ye Shi Bingquan hadn't supported him, he would have almost slipped into the water.

"...Your Majesty..." Xiang Duxiu endured herself, with one hand hanging on Ye Shi Bingquan's hand, and the other hand leaning on the rock wall, clutching at her clothes tightly, her knuckles turned white, the huge impact almost If he wanted to force him to cry, he could only hold on to something tightly.

Ye Shi Bingquan groped to find his hand, crossed his fingers, pressed it firmly, pressed him against the rock wall, and kissed him involuntarily.