biography

The new grace, the hibiscus tent is warm, the spring night is infinite...

After Yinhu endured the initial labor pains, she also became resigned, and just regarded herself as a piece of pork belly, closed her eyes and pretended to be dead, just waiting for the emperor to return home in good spirits.But Yinzhen held back his interest for several days tonight, he stopped being the first pet, and then came again, and he didn't seem to want to stop.

Yinhu spat in his heart: Fourth brother, at any rate, you are also at the age of forty, the majestic king of a country, how can you be so unrestrained.Opening his eyelids slightly in resentment, the emperor caught his open eyes in an instant, and a kiss fell domineeringly, without any explanation.

Yinzhen thought of Guerjia's first favor, and was ignorant of world affairs, so he didn't care about his way of standing upright just now.Now that he finally saw this person taking a long look, the emperor only felt greatly pleased.He secretly said in his heart: This Guerjia family is really the most able to seduce my heart, without any pretentiousness of a harem concubine, his expression is as cold as the moon, but his body is obedient and comfortable.So the emperor did not forget to grin in his busy schedule, and asked deceitfully, "How?"

Yinhu was bent over and stared at by the emperor, and kept moving. He just felt that Emperor Yongzheng was more hideous than ever.What is how?Do you want the master to praise "The emperor's kung fu is really good"?It must be that this dynasty was too leisurely, and the emperor was raised to be healthy and spiritual, so that Meng Lang's words came out.

Yinhu gritted his teeth and said nothing, not because he didn't want to curse, but because he was afraid that if he opened his teeth, he didn't know what kind of noise would be made, so he decided to ignore the emperor.Not long after, I felt a wave of heat coming again, and then my waist tightened, the emperor finally settled down comfortably, and pressed against Yinhu's body without separating.

Guerjia's body was no longer strong, and seeing the emperor calm down, Yinhu decided to take the opportunity to fall into a deep sleep, and only hoped that the night would be shorter and the day brighter.If you just close your eyes, you will have no dreams until dawn.

But the emperor crouched beside Yinhu's ear and rubbed lightly. After a while, Yinzhen moved away from the person in his arms, but lay on his side by the bright red candlelight, looking at the seemingly sleeping person .The shadow of the candle was far away, and Yinhu's sleeping face, which was close at hand, was more vividly reflected. The emperor slowly raised his hand, and traced the familiar eyebrows and eyes in front of him with his fingertips. He couldn't help muttering, "Old Ba."

Yinhu's already sinking consciousness almost casually answered "fourth brother." Fortunately, Yinhu is well versed in the truth that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, and there is still a trace of vigilance in his sleep. Swallowed the two words, but more than half of the drowsiness has been removed.

The word "Old Ba" blurted out, and the emperor himself was startled, so he didn't pay more attention to the slightly frowned eyebrows of the person next to his pillow, and was narrowly avoided by Yinhu.

The emperor withdrew his hands, looked at the sleeping person in his arms for a while, and fell into deep thought for this gaffe.In the end, the emperor thought to himself: I am the number one person in the world, what is there to be afraid of?It is the Guarja family's blessing to be favored by me with this kind of empathy.In other words, Yinhu is dead. If he is not dead, I am not afraid to drag him to the dragon bed to have a small try.

Yinzhen seemed to have figured it out all of a sudden, so he raised his hand to caress the person next to him. Since he has found such a beautiful woman, the emperor will naturally make the best use of everything to make him comfortable.

The emperor's palm touched Yinhu's cheek to neck undisguisedly, submerged in the brocade quilt again, feeling the smooth body with residual heat, and calluses on the fingers that have been writing all the year round, and this touch of firmness and immaturity, roughness and tenderness The intimacy of fellowship is almost as beautiful as an illusion.

It was a good night, warm jade and fragrance, the emperor gradually narrowed his eyes.In a trance, it seemed that the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy came quietly and stood in front of him. He was dressed in moon-white clothes, with bright teeth and bright eyes. He was genuine and unique in a lifetime.Half-dream and half-awake, when the love is at its peak, the emperor is at his fingertips, and there is another shower of grace, and his mouth is even more unscrupulous, sometimes calling "Eight Brothers", sometimes calling "Yinhu", wave after wave of agitation Surging, long-lasting affection.

After Yinhu blurted out the name of Lao Ba from the emperor, he fell asleep.Helpless, the emperor bullied himself again, but when he heard the increasingly real name in his ear, accompanied by the intrusion into the body again and again, Yinhu could only close his eyes tightly and endure it fiercely, hating this piece of paper that was indistinguishable from his previous life. Different faces.

But the emperor was quite different this time. Instead of the pity and gentleness he had before, he was replaced by a nightmare-like irritability.From the depth of love to wanton squandering, Yinhu could hardly bear to hum a few times, no matter how much he refused, the emperor would not let him go.I don't know how long it took until Yinzhen was physically exhausted before returning to calm again.

After half a moment of stagnation, the emperor seemed to have recovered, and took Yinhu into his arms again, trying to comfort him, but whispered in his mouth, which was almost inaudible, "If the eighth brother can be with you like this, I am close, so how could I end up cutting my nationality and changing my name."

Yinhu was lying beside the emperor in a state of collapse, listening to the emperor's words clearly, as if he was thrown into the bottom of the cold winter lake in an instant, and felt the pain coming from his limbs and bones.

Cut down and change name!In this dynasty, Prince Lian passed away and was buried with honor. This is a well-known ending. There is no such thing as cutting his family name and changing his name. Only his previous life, which was tortured to death, had such an experience.

Yinhu raised his head slightly, and the emperor's face was almost close to his.Yinhu felt that he was really blind and humiliating himself. Adding up his previous life and this life, he was never as stupid as he is today.If he committed himself to a never-before-seen Emperor Yongzheng in order to seek the ultimate salvation of his younger brother, he would have broken his teeth and swallowed blood.But this person who wantonly vented on himself is precisely the Emperor Yongzheng who cut down my family identity, forced me to change my name, killed my younger brother, and killed me. This is an unprecedented shame.

Yinhu's eyes were a little out of focus, he was suffering from pain and exhausted, so he could only look away abruptly, staring at the pattern of dragons and phoenixes embroidered on the top of the big red tent.The remaining moisture on the eyelashes has dried up, which is the bitterness and sadness that overflowed from being the Guerjia family just now.But at this moment, Yinhu's eyes were about to burst, and there was only anger and shame in his eyes.And the wave after wave of dull pain under my body hit like a torrent of mountains and seas, it was actually a hundred percent more painful than when I experienced it again and again just now, as if I was performing my own stupidity and humiliation over and over again.

"Are you awake?" The emperor noticed that the body in his arms had suddenly turned cold and stiff, and he was a little worried. His tone was extremely gentle, but the question was not answered, so the emperor leaned over to take care of it.

When Yinhu heard Yinzhen's voice on the top of his head, his mind returned to his brain again.Under such circumstances, should he continue with the original plan, or simply fight to the death with the fourth child?Before he could make a decision, he felt the emperor's arms tighten and approached him again. Yinhu instinctively raised his elbow and blocked the emperor's chest.

Naturally, Guarjia's vigor could not hurt the emperor, but this obvious refusal made Yinzhen feel very unhappy.Without further ado, Yinzhen grabbed Yinhu's elbow with all his strength, and put him under his body again.But this round was not as easy as the emperor imagined in his mind, Yinhu raised his leg and pushed it over.Yinzhen felt a sudden pain in his lower abdomen, and the kindness dissipated in an instant, the emperor got up angrily, took Yinhu's arm and dragged half of him out of the red brocade quilt.

Yinhu no longer hides it, the most nasty things have been done, so why not be afraid to watch.Only then can the fourth child succeed, and he can only blame himself for his poor eyesight.Now knowing that this person is the deity who suffered a thousand swords, Yinhu will definitely not give in again.

But Yinzhen stopped his hands suddenly, after the two tossed, most of the dragon and phoenix quilt had been lifted, and the emperor naturally saw Yinhu's quilt clearly.There were spots and patches, and a large area was stained with blood, which was much more tragic than the concubines who were serving the bed for the first time in the past.The emperor's heart softened in an instant, and he regretted that he had just come out of his temper and did not restrain himself.After all, Guarjia hasn't recuperated for a long time, not to mention his weak body, but also his strong temper, no wonder he stands up like a hedgehog with hard thorns all over his body.So the emperor, who was so rare to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, let go first, put the quilt on Yinhu's body, grabbed the robe and tied it on himself, and went outside to ask someone to come in to serve him.

The following night was as dark and long as an eternal night for Yinhu.When he gradually grasped his mind again, he realized that he had soaked in Bifeng Tang again at some point.

The moment he felt the hot flow of blood and essence slowly flowing out of his body along the spring water, Yinhu couldn't bear it anymore and covered his eyes with his hands.He doesn't want to cry, that's the specialty of women in the harem, that's the right of the incompetent and weak, and what is he himself at the moment?What is it?As a woman, doing women's things, but regretting it too late, she is a completely incompetent loser.The person who persecuted him in the previous life, in this life, he can taste the most carefree experience in the world, what kind of insult can be worse than this!

"My lord, you are weak, and you can't stand it after soaking for too long, so you should come out quickly." Fang Ruo was the first servant to enter the house to wait, and he naturally saw the master's group sluggish and depressed in the big red quilt. The inside is already messy and can't be seen.Of course Fang Ruo is delighted with his master's favor, but he also feels sorry for his master's physical and mental suffering.She originally thought that the emperor brought him to this undisturbed palace because he loved his master's frailty, but there was no trace of love in the tent just now, it was all evidence of wanton abuse by men.

At this moment, Yinhu couldn't care less about the thoughts of slaves. Hearing the word "little master" was particularly harsh, he roared angrily, "Don't call me little master again, I am not, I have never been..." The voice did not stop, Yinhu plunged his head into the water hard and held it back for a while before lifting it up.

Fang Ruo was really taken aback, and hurriedly said, "You don't call me that anymore, you are the slave's master, you are the master."

Yinhu ignored him, and moved to the center of the Tangchi on his own, and no one could get close to him.Only the sound of water slanting out of the phoenix's double head was sparse, covering all the surrounding noises, and then Yinhu tried her best to calm down the messy mood, let her mind work again, and get back on track as soon as possible.

If you say that before, Yinhu still had a little luck for Yongzheng in this dynasty, thinking that after all, Prince Lian was dead, and the emperor didn't need to kill the nine younger brothers, and also get a bad name for Tudi.After all, the emperor of this dynasty had a loving mother, filial son, and deep brotherly love. In the past four decades, his temperament must have been slightly different, and he would never be a mean and ungrateful person.

But at this moment, Yinhu knew that the emperor was the same as himself, a person from a previous life, and he was still alive and entrusting himself to the emperor again.Thinking about it this way, many things can be explained. Why the emperor would punish Lao Jiu suddenly is nothing more than the old hatred in the previous life.Yinhu was very determined at this moment, since Yongzheng himself came again, he would definitely take Lao Jiu again, and this process might be faster because the emperor held all the power and was familiar with the road.

Thinking of this, Yinhu suddenly got up and left the Tangchi, Ren Fangruo waited for her to get dressed, but said nothing else.But pay attention to it and decide again: Yinhu is already a dead person, and he has done such a meager thing, what is more important than saving his younger brother in this life.In the previous life, the ninth younger brother died for the imperial power for the starling, and in this life, Yinhu should be restored to peace because of love and reason.

Wrapped in a long robe, Yinhu walked slowly all the way to the bedroom. He paused slightly in front of the door of the inner bedroom, and only comforted himself with one sentence in his heart: If he falls into this abyss of sin, his wish will be fulfilled, and his last wish will be fulfilled.From then on, dust will return to dust, road will return to road, soul will return to hometown with peace of mind, and eyes will rest in peace.

After thinking clearly, Yinhu raised his foot and entered the inner bedroom.Seeing the emperor again, Yinzhen had also washed and washed, and was changing into a bright yellow jacket, leaning on the newly made bed and resting with his eyes closed.

Yinhu hesitated for a moment, did not speak, and directly lifted the quilt and lay down beside the emperor.

Yinzhen felt the movement, opened his eyes slightly, and saw that Yinhu had just closed his eyes and fell asleep, ignoring himself. Although he was dissatisfied, he did not warn him because of his fault, but directly waved his hand to let Mammy Liu fall again. account.

In the middle of the night, the emperor and nobles tossed and tossed in this Tangquan Palace, finally the dust settled and they rested.

The author has something to say: This chapter is abusive, and Ah Ning has revised it twice, but still feels dissatisfied.

Alas...that's it!

However, this article is HE-oriented, and I will reverse it as soon as possible later!

It will be revealed that it was the starling who discovered the fourth brother first.

Starling felt like he was blind!

Ah Ning felt that if the fourth brother discovered the starling first, then the starling would not be able to move many small movements.

The fourth brother has the great advantage of being an emperor!

Therefore, the starling must have the initiative to balance with the fourth brother!

Of course, in fact, Ah Ning believes that when the starling deliberately conceals his identity everywhere, with the sensitivity of the fourth brother, it will be easier to detect the strangeness.

And the day when the fourth brother discovers the starling will not be too far away.

Thank you °Bo Liang is just a mine of time, thank you everyone! ! !

———————Small Theater of Resentment———————

Mynah: I really have eyes but no eyes. I was blind, but I didn't realize that it was the fourth child who suffered a thousand knives! ! !

The fourth brother didn't speak, and the fourth brother OS in his heart: I have already tasted the sweetness, so let the old man yell at me to relieve my anger, anyway, I have eaten it! ! !

Starling: I live to save Lao Jiu!It must be so!

Fourth Brother: Don't deceive yourself! ! ! ! ! ! !

Ninth Brother: My master repeatedly lays down the gun, but never appears on camera!What kind of hatred and resentment is this!What hatred, what resentment!What hatred, what resentment!