Strange Tales

In Gushe country in the cold winter, heavy snow fell and the ground was frozen.

The capital Yanwan.

The Son of Heaven bestowed a marriage on Prince Xuanyou and Jiang Fuyan Jinkou, a young lady from the Jiang family, to pardon the world.Among the people of Gushe, there was a lot of discussion for a while. This prince Xuanyou, whose name is Rongxian, has retired to the world for several years since the death of his mother Mei Guifei. He has never married and has become an idler. But a fool.

Jiang Fuyan, the daughter of the Jiang family, is the daughter of the head of the family's mother, but the Jiang family belongs to the family of merchants, a land of wealth and honor, but it is favored by scholars, farmers and workers. Merchants value profits over righteousness. Although the family is rich, it is not a decent livelihood. Even if this Jiang Fuyan is extremely talented, it is enough to be matched with a foolish prince.

On the day of the wedding, the emperor Long En favored him so much that the red makeup shop spread out for ten miles, and the wedding procession stood on the entire street opposite Jiang's house.Everyone saw the young lady of the Jiang family bending her slender waist and taking small steps, her face covered by red silk and satin, and her waist-length blue silk red pleated skirt, looking very beautiful.

16 people carried sedan chairs embroidered with red phoenixes towards the sun into the palace of Prince Xuanyou, and then they worshiped the heaven and the earth, the emperor twice, and the husband and wife bowed to each other, and the ceremony was completed.

Fuliang was wrapped in a fox fur, looking at the red plums in the snow, he was a little lost in thought for a while.Everyone thought that it was his younger sister Fuyan who entered the palace with Feng Guanxia, ​​but they didn't know that the person wrapped in red was the third concubine of the Jiang family who left the Jiang family as a man.

The scene of flying snow and red plums is exactly suitable for his state of mind at this time.Fortunately, on the night of the bridal chamber, the prince Xuanyou stared at him for a long time, then he wanted to go up, Fuliang stabbed him in a panic, although Ronghua walked away, he didn't feel embarrassed or blamed.It was rumored that Ronghua, the prince of Xuanyou, was a foolish person, but those eyes, which were as cold as frost, glowed with a lingering look, and he never seemed to be in the slightest. People in this world are really spreading rumors and only telling lies.

In front of the court last night, there was a wind, and Han Ying fell down.

I don't know where the flute plays, and it sounds.

Fuyan is his younger sister, and helping her stay with the one she loves for the rest of her life is considered a good job.The emperor decreed, so he had to make this bad policy.In fact, Fuliang's heart is very clear, the difference between his son and concubine is worlds apart, and he will always be just a pawn in the hands of the matriarch of the Jiang family.

Standing behind him, Rong Hua felt that the snow-white and red plums on the branch were very suitable for the man in women's clothes, but the red plums were proud of Tsinghua University, and his body was covered with a layer of sadness.

In the queen's room.

"You'd better change back to men's clothes." Rong Hua looked at him and said lightly, but there was a trace of inadvertent tenderness on his face.

Fu Liang paused, and tugged at his sleeves uneasily.

"I feel very uncomfortable seeing you in women's clothing." Rong Hua added at the end, and then sat beside Fu Liang, making gestures to take off his clothes.

Fu Liang's heart felt cool, like cold water pouring on him, he broke away from those bony hands, he thought that the prince was a fool, but he didn't know that it was such a magnificent, intelligent and intelligent person who revealed his manhood.It's just that this ceremony has been completed, and from now on, he can only be Fuyan, the young lady of the Jiang family.

"My lord, you, you know everything."

"Fuliang, tell me, what should you do for losing this king's beautiful lady?" Prince Xuanyou restrained his elegant eyebrows and pretended to be angry.

"I, I... Mmmm..." Before Fu Liang could say anything, her lower lip had already been pressed away by the person in front of her, and her waist was covered with slender palms.

In a moment, the man had already pressed him on the bed, the tip of his tongue was inserted into his mouth, his hands were not restless at all, he caught the bulge on his chest through his clothes, and kneaded it.

Fu Liang heard Rong Hua calling softly after biting his earlobe, Fu Liang, Fu Liang, he called Fu Liang, affectionate and gentle.

Fuliang no longer dodged his demands, and hugged the handsome Prince Xuanyou with both hands, but he didn't know that the corners of Ronghua's mouth rose slightly, which was just a perfect arc.

Outside the window, white snow and red plum blossoms entered the palace in a cool breeze, but met a rumored foolish but infatuated person. Things in this world are inherently treacherous and unpredictable.