[Comprehensive] Wear whatever you want, wear whatever you want

Fujin.

Looking at her husband with a gentle smile on his face, she could only silently draw a villain in her heart.

It is wrong for close relatives to marry, so she refused to have sex with him because of her physical discomfort.

The body is not well developed, what bed should I sleep on?What kind of child are you having?At least after the age of 20, besides, don't you have a concubine?

Lan Xuan, who was eating and waiting to die, was very leisurely every day. She didn't care about the beautiful maids around Yinhu, making all the maids around her hate iron and steel.

Some of those beautiful maids were given to Yinhu by Concubine Huihui, and some were gifted by Kangxi to teach personnel affairs.

But Yinhu never doted on them, so they were still maids.

The only real hostess in Babeile Mansion is Lan Xuan.

The Past and Present of the Eight Fujins (Part [-])

But foolishly, she thought that if she just avoided it, she would be safe all the time.

She was wrong, clay figurines also have three points of blood, not to mention the noble Yinhu of Tianhuang.

Yinhu thought that Lan Xuan looked down on him, thinking that his status was low.But he didn't think about it himself, as an elder brother, his status was much more noble than a daughter of Heshuogege.

He was always forbearing, he didn't say any dissatisfaction or complaints, but covered all the heartbreak with a face as gentle as jade.

Yinhu still remembers the first time he saw her when he was 13 years old, and broke into the backyard of Prince An's Mansion by mistake. At that time, she was dressed in a goose-yellow flag dress, lying dreamily under the pear tree.

There was a comfort on her face that he had never seen before. She was indeed a beauty, but what kind of beauty could not be obtained in the royal family.

But she took root in her heart, which is indelible.

The little dream in the boy's heart did not expect to become a reality in the end, and he did not expect Huang Ama to point her to him.

But when she came to him, she was no longer the original one. She hid in the house all day long, treated her indifferently, and didn't want him to touch her.

Could it be that she has a sweetheart?

The thought of this happening made him sad.

After some investigation, there was no such person, and there was no man Lan Xuan liked.

After a thousand turns in his mind, Yinhu finally returned to his original thought.

However, what happened later changed his mind.

In Chengqian Palace, every time Lan Xuan and Wei Shi get along, there is no trace of contempt in her eyes for the concubine who was born as a sinner in Xin Zheku.

He finally couldn't help it, and went to her to find the answer.

They used some food together, and the beloved was in front of him, and he was a little tasteless.

After the meal, everyone in the room retreated sensibly. She pretended to pack up her things and stayed far away from him, as if she was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

There seemed to be a monster roaring in Yinhu's heart, he suddenly stepped forward to hold her wrist and sneered, "Is Fujin afraid of me?"

"No, I don't have one." Lan Xuan denied it.

"Then why are you so far away from me?" Is this the attitude a wife should have?

"My concubine is just arranging things." She quibbled, trying to break free, but he held her tighter.

"Tell me, who are you?" Lifting her delicate chin, forcing her to look at him, there was an undisguised injury in his eyes.

Looking at that gaze, she said out of nowhere: "I am Eighth Master's Fujin Guo Luoluo." In her mind, this sentence slowly echoed, a little familiar.

"Even so, as Fujin, shouldn't you fulfill your obligations?" Yinhu listened to her words without thinking, and pressed her step by step, expressing the desire in her heart.

"Yes, but the concubine's body is not..." She was not ready to change from a girl to a woman.

"Are you unable or unwilling?" He interrupted her lie and asked firmly.

Lan Xuan panicked, the calmness of the heroine who traveled through the past was deceiving.No matter what others are like, Lan Xuan always reminds herself not to forget everything in the past, and hopes to return to the 21st century in the future.

However, now, the reality no longer allows her to have extravagant hopes.

"I am willing to serve the Lord, but I am thin-skinned, can you turn off the light?" When she said this, her head was lowered, her face was hot.

Yinhu thought she was wronged and unwilling.

But if he wanted her, maybe he would be able to enter her heart if he really became a husband and wife with her?

The moment the lights went out, there was silence in the room.

Under the dim moonlight, Lan Xuan could see Yinhu's figure. She walked up to him and helped him take off his upper body clothes.

To cheer herself up, she also took off her own clothes, only wearing a bellyband and a pair of obscene pants.

The two sat on the bed, neither of them spoke.

Lan Xuan stretched out her hand, and slowly touched his face, first touched his eyebrows, then his cheeks, and moved a little to his lips.

She printed it slowly.

Yinhu couldn't bear it anymore, hugged her petite body in his arms, wantonly sucking the sweetness from her lips.

The moment his lips and tongue met, his big hand took off all the restraints on her body, and lingered on her snow-white mountain.

It was the only time in her two lifetimes that she was touched by the opposite sex like this, and Lan Xuan's whole body was tense.

Feeling that his hand was gradually moving down, Lan Xuan exclaimed, "Don't..."

The person on her body suddenly stopped moving and planted a light kiss on her forehead.

"Lan Xuan, what are you afraid of? We are husband and wife, right? Or...or you have someone you like, if...if this is really the case, can you tell me? Although I, Yinhu, am not a gentleman, I am I won't force you. As long as you say you don't want to and I hate me, I'll leave here immediately and won't appear in front of you again. Let's go back to the way we were before, okay?" Lan Xuan was a little dumbfounded by Yinhu's words. It's an elder brother, who wants the wind to get the wind, and the rain to get the rain, how could he talk to her in such a tone?

"Yinhu, no, I don't have anyone I like, really, I'm just shy, really just..." His name blurted out without any sense of awkwardness.

Feeling a little dazed in my heart, why do I feel sad when I see him sad, and I can't help but want to subdue and comfort him?

This is just an excuse, not the real thoughts in her heart. Yinhu said again: "Since I was a child, I have been different from other brothers. The second brother has been a legitimate son since he was born, and his status is honored by Huang Ama." For the prince. Although the fourth brother is not close to his biological mother, he still has his adoptive mother, Empress Xiao Yiren, who takes good care of him. The concubine Defei loves the fourteenth brother a lot. But what about me? The adoptive mother is not close, and the biological mother is so far away from me .”

"Emiang and Huang Ama met in Xinzheku, but can her background be chosen? Huang Ama can also choose not to have this low-born woman, so that she doesn't have to be left out or looked down upon."

"Yinhu, don't be like this, Erniang, she left that difficult place, at least she has no worries about food and clothing! You have to think about the good, don't be so negative." She couldn't help smoothing the wrinkles between his brows , but he grabbed the wrist.

"Lan Xuan, you also care about me, you also have me in your heart, don't you? Don't resist me anymore, okay? I am your husband, and we have been married for half a year." Ask yourself, Yinhu is the one who came to the university. The first man who talked about love after the Qing dynasty came into contact with him. After marriage, he cared for her and did not force her, and there were no concubines in the mansion.

This may be Agoli's unique asceticism.

I like him a little bit, but not to the extent of deep love.

But it's a done deal, and she's already married as a woman, so everything can only go with the flow.

She nodded lightly and unobtrusively, and Yinhu kissed her in ecstasy.

She also put her arms around his neck, slowly immersed in his tenderness, in fact, this kind of feeling is not bad, is it?

Under his movements, she gradually felt something changed in her body, and the feeling of emptiness made her feel a little overwhelmed.

They faced each other sincerely, the clouds and rain intertwined, and the red spots fell and slipped.

There was a sharp pain, tears fell, and she bit her lip tightly.

In the brain, a scene appeared, a vague figure, and the fire engulfed everything in front of him.

"Lan Xuan, Lan Xuan..." He vaguely heard someone calling her name, but she was unconscious.

Her soul was in a gray place, and she just lost her way.

"Yinhu, Yinhu, where are you?" Why is she the only one in this strange place?

"I'm here, Lan Xuan, come on, let's go home..." The man in front of him looked to be in his 40s, but that was clearly Yinhu's appearance.

"Lan Xuan, come home with me, this time, nothing can separate us!" Bewitched, she walked towards him step by step.

The moment her fingers touched his, complicated and chaotic memories flooded into her brain.

That year, when she was 15 years old, she saw that gentle young man when she entered the palace for the first time.

At the age of 17, he got his wish and became good friends with Qin and Jin. After marriage, the piano and the zither sang in harmony, like glue.

She loves him, so she can't rub the sand in her eyes, so she can't get used to those side Fujin and concubines.So she said to him: "Yinhu, we are a couple for life, you are not allowed to find another woman!"

He agreed with a smile, and she smiled happily.

Nine years of being the only pet, but she failed to give birth to a child for him. Even though all the remedies of the miraculous doctors had been exhausted, there was still no effect.

The mansion was bestowed by Kangxi with two concubines named Zhang and Mao.

At the age of 26, he has no heirs, how can this be possible.

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