Twilight GL

Zheng Mi naturally couldn't admit it, she said calmly: "I just think of what happened at that time, and I feel nostalgic in my heart."

When Ming Su heard this, he nodded in agreement. It was indeed very memorable, so he thoughtfully said: "Don't hold back the laughter, I miss it too."

She looked innocent, she didn't know why Zheng Mi was holding back her smile, but Zheng Mi's smile deepened, and she looked picturesquely under the lamp: "Your Majesty is right."

But Mingsu has lowered his head and turned back the notebook in his hand, looking at ten lines at a glance.

She has also read a lot of story books over the years, especially in the days when she believed that the queen was A Mi. In order to find clues, she ordered someone to buy a lot of them and read them one by one.

But after reading so much, in retrospect, this is the book that impressed me the most.

In fact, Mingsu can't remember what story this script tells, but the night she watched it with A Mi, the surging love between them has been firmly imprinted in her heart.

Ming Su flipped through half of the book, and the night was getting late.

Zheng Mi's mind was not on sewing, and she didn't sew a few stitches all night. She put the fabric together with the needle and thread into the sewing basket, called Yun Sang, and asked her to prepare water.

Ming Su stretched his waist, turned around and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's about time." Zheng Mi replied, walked to her side, glanced at the scripture book spread out in her hand, and found that the part where Buddha's initiative to the lord had been turned.

As soon as Ming Su heard that it was time, he stopped delaying and raised his head to urge Zheng Mi, "You go first."

She always comes over in the middle of the night, often disturbing Ah Mi's sleep, and it's not so late tonight, so she should rest early.

Zheng Mi didn't move, she saw Mingsu's tired look, she couldn't help feeling sorry for her, raised her hands to press her temples, and rubbed gently: "Your Majesty has been tired all day, go first."

After finishing speaking, he laughed again, "I ordered people to go to the imperial hospital to get some medicinal materials for relieving fatigue, and ordered them to soak in the bath soup. You can go and soak for a while, it can relieve fatigue."

Mingsu was so comfortable being massaged by her, he simply closed his eyes, leaned back, and leaned against Zheng Mi's body.

Zheng Mi pressed her for a while, then Fang patted her on the shoulder and said, "Go now."

It's not good to delay any longer, Mingsu opened his eyes, closed his script and stood up: "Then wait for me, I'll be back soon."

Zheng Mi nodded.

By the time they both had bathed, three quarters had passed.

Ming Su lay on the bed first, wrapped tightly in a brocade quilt, and when Zheng Mi came back, she hurriedly gave way inside, and gave her the place outside that was already simmering.

Zheng Mi extinguished all the lamps in the hall, leaving only a copper lamp in the corner, the lamp was the size of a soybean, reflecting a faint light in the hall, which would not affect the peaceful sleep, and would not be in the dark when waking up at night.

She lays down on the bed and Minsu turns to her.

The smell of the medicinal bath is not heavy, leaving only the fragrance of herbs, which is faint and very pleasant. Mingsu hugged Zheng Mi in his arms, very satisfied, and sniffed Zheng Mi's neck like a domesticated puppy. , I just feel that Zheng Mi can make her feel more at ease than those herbs.

Zheng Mi rubbed the tip of her nose a little itchy, and hid away with a smile.Mingsu didn't let her hide, and chased after her, hugging Zheng Mi even tighter.

No matter how much she has survived, she is only 21. At this age, how can she not be moved by embracing the one she loves.

They played around for a while, Mingsu looked at Zheng Mi, his eyes darkened, Zheng Mi noticed her thoughts, and stopped accordingly, raised his hand to stroke her face.

Ming Su was a little shy, her gaze was soft, but the lingering affection in it was lingering and heavy, she leaned over and kissed Zheng Mi's lips, and put her hands on Zheng Mi's back very politely.

They have put each other in their hearts since they were young. Although they have never said anything, they have long been determined not to be separated for the rest of their lives, so even death can't separate them.

With love as the background color, and the breath blending, there is no need to tease, and the emotion comes like a tide.

Mingsu's hand on Zheng Mi's back dropped a few inches, she seemed to be suffering, but she really didn't know what to do, she just kissed Zheng Mi deeper and more lingeringly, but the emotion couldn't be relieved at all.

On the contrary, she was suppressed as if she had swallowed a ball of fire, and the fire was burning in her heart.

Mingsu stopped, hugged Zheng Mi tightly, and leaned on her shoulder, without saying a word.

Zheng Mi also made her uncomfortable, and gently stroked her back.

After a while, Mingsu was still motionless, Zheng Mi felt something was wrong, and patted her on the shoulder, motioning her to look up, but Mingsu refused to move.

Zheng Mi sighed, and a faint smile appeared in her eyes involuntarily. She stepped back a little, letting Mingsu get up from her shoulders, and saw that Mingsu's eyes were flushed.

Probably because she felt that this was too embarrassing and would really damage her emperor's majesty, she turned her face away and refused to look at Zheng Mi.

Zheng Mi felt helpless, and called out: "Your Majesty..."

Mingsu was even more wronged, and said in frustration, "Call me Mingsu."

In fact, it is His Majesty and Ming Su who call it mixed together on weekdays, and Ming Su too, sometimes calling her empress, sometimes softly calling A Mi, all yelling randomly according to his temper.

But it would be useless to argue with her at this time, Zheng Mi was kind and called her, "Ming Su..."

Mingsu's expression relaxed a bit, but she was still very depressed. She rested her forehead on Zheng Mi's shoulder again, looking very unhappy.

"I will never be a licentious and foolish king in the future, it doesn't taste good at all." She was sleepy, and a little angry.

Zheng Mi couldn't say how she felt. With His Majesty's determination, she should probably be happy for the people of the world, but she really couldn't be happy, but she was helpless.

After Mingsu finished speaking, he was silent for a while, and found that A Mi's body was limp in her arms, her skin was smooth, and the faint medicinal fragrance on her body seemed to be charming.

The emotion that had just dissipated came back again, she couldn't help it at all, she felt angry, and thought a little resignedly, this is how A Mi attracted her, she couldn't help it, and she was willing to do it.

Unbearably, she pressed her body closer to Zheng Mi, and the hand on Zheng Mi's back pressed her against her body, as if it would relieve a little, but after a while, the unbearableness became even worse.

Ming Su and Zheng Mi's foreheads were pressed against each other, breathing hotly, she frowned tightly, her eyes sparkled, she was extremely wronged: "A Mi, I feel so bad."

Her behavior made Zheng Mi very uncomfortable.

She was still in a dilemma, what should be done, but now she can't tolerate hesitation.

She raised her hand to caress the back of Mingsu's neck, and after thinking about her words for a while, Fang Wen said: "Your Majesty is going to call a female officer to explain..."

She paused for a while, letting emotion and shyness fill her heart, and tried her best to stabilize her tone, "The ceremony of Duke Zhou is still, I will teach you."

There are older female officials in the palace who are in charge of this matter. The princes and princesses are all taught by them, which can be regarded as royal rules.

But Zheng Mi always felt reluctant, and after thinking about it for a long time, she didn't want Mingsu to be contaminated with others in this matter, even if she just explained it with a picture album, she was very repulsed.

But if she came to teach her, using her own body would be too... lewd, too meng lang.

After all, he grew up by reading the Four Books, and grew up by studying the female rings. Zheng Mi is quite reserved in this matter, but the person around him doesn't understand at all.

Ming Su was stunned when she heard that, she slowly raised her body and looked at Zheng Mi, a little confused.

It was A Mi who said that it was love in the bed. On the way they fled, A Mi took the initiative to hug her, and she became more determined. What she thought was that A Mi could let go of her family feud and do such an intimate thing with her. Never let her down.

But, did she get it wrong?Sleeping with each other like this, isn't it the love in bed she thought?

Mingsu was ignorant and confused, and she thought again, if she got it wrong, what would it really be like? Is there anything more intimate than hugging and sleeping?

The more Mingsu thought about it, the more confused she became, and he looked at her hesitantly, but somehow her heart gradually became hot, she was a little nervous, and she had a premonition that something she didn't understand but would be very addicted to would happen next.

Zheng Mi met her gaze, summoned up his courage, endured the shyness in his heart, and leaned over to kiss Mingsu. Mingsu was so startled that his breath was stagnant, and then he softened his body and fell in love with Zheng Mi.

This kiss seems to be a little different, but it doesn't seem to be different, it's all emotional, it's both an uncontrollable desire to merge with each other, they're all so inseparable.

Zheng Mi gradually adjusted her position so that Mingsu was on top, until Mingsu was out of breath again, with misty eyes in her eyes, and called her name in a low voice with great attachment.

Zheng Mi seemed to have the courage again, she took Mingsu's hand, along the hem of the clothes, and slowly moved in, Mingsu's heartbeat seemed to be out of control, so violent that she could hardly hear any sound, she could only see Zheng Mi lowered her eyes slightly with an extremely calm face.

The moment their fingertips touched the soft skin, both of them trembled, Zheng Mi didn't stop, she led Ming Su down.

Mingsu was stunned, as if all the hidden taboos had a reality at this moment.Her heart was boiling hot, and an indescribable feeling filled her heart.

She looked at Zheng Mi, her voice trembling: "A Mi..."

Zheng Mi was so ashamed that she couldn't bear it, but she still tried her best to maintain her composure, and tried her best to appear calm: "Your Majesty, do you understand?"

Ming Su nodded, but her heart was still confused, and then, she suddenly noticed the softness of Zheng Mi's body.

Before, she also felt that A Mi's body was soft and comfortable to hold, but now it seemed to have a different meaning.

The lamp in the corner was still on, shaking slightly, the lights flickered, and the light was gentle.

The cold nights in early spring are often chilly, with a strong biting chill, but tonight is a rare warmth, there is no wind outside the window, and in the soil under the window, the young grass is taking advantage of the night to break through a thin layer of soil, full of vitality.

It was time for Mingsu to get up and face before dawn.

The first taste of love, of course, a lot of nonsense, not long after Zheng Mi closed her eyes, Mingsu made a slight movement, she woke up, opened her eyes, and saw that Mingsu was getting dressed in the flickering lights.

Her hair was loose, and her face was softer and gentler. She put the cloak on her body and planned to leave.

Zheng Mi blurted out to call her: "Mingsu..."

Mingsu turned her head, smiled, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, her smile was tinged with deep shyness, she didn't dare to look at Zheng Mi, her eyes flickered.

"It's still very early, you can sleep a little longer."

Zheng Mi smiled and nodded.

Mingsu said: "Then I'm leaving." His voice was full of nostalgia.

"Your Majesty, remember to have breakfast." Zheng Mi told her, seeing that the neckline of her cloak was folded, she propped up half of her body and raised her hand to tidy it up for her.

The brocade quilt slid down, revealing Zheng Mi's snow-white pajamas, which were newly changed, and the buttons on the collar were loosened somehow, revealing her white skin like jade.

Ming Su saw it, and quickly moved his eyes away like a scorching flame. Zheng Mi saw that there was a change in her complexion, and looked down, knowing why.

She was a little ashamed, but in an instant, she turned into helplessness, pulled up the brocade quilt calmly, and said: "Your Majesty, go quickly."

"Then, then I'm leaving." Ming Su said quickly, stood up, walked a few steps, stopped again, turned around and ran back, only then Zheng Mi kissed her on the lips, and then she really left.

In the morning, Mingsu was not at peace, and he couldn't even settle down early in the morning.

It turns out that true love is like this.Just thinking about it made her feel hot all over.

She really likes A Mi's misty eyes, she likes her irresistible hugging her tightly, calling her name, her panting, her uncontrollable tense body.

It is very reasonable for many emperors to be faint emperors.When she woke up, she came up with the idea of ​​just letting go of the morning and lying down with Amida for a while today.

Fortunately, it stopped, otherwise A Mi would probably be angry.

Mingsu couldn't help but sound the alarm in her heart, she needs to be more vigilant.

No matter what, government affairs can't be neglected, she and A Mi's situation must hold the world firmly in their hands.

After the court, Mingsu ordered to go to the Ciming Hall as soon as he left the main hall.

Xuan Guo was at the side, a little strange, His Majesty only came out from the Empress Dowager's place in the morning, why did he go there in a hurry after the court.He only dared to think in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask.

The author has something to say: teach by hand.