Qinglian Snow Heavy

Said: "Buti will serve here, and you can tell him if you have anything to do. Do you understand, Tong Leshi? Well, what else is unclear?"

"Thank you father-in-law for pointing out the younger generation. Could you please send me a bowl of Qingshen soup, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to finish reading all the scores today." Although Qinglian encountered bad luck as soon as she entered the palace this time, she looked at the table. Qinglian felt at ease when she saw the large stack of sheet music on the screen.Although it was not satisfactory at the beginning, Qinglian believes that with her skills, she will not disappoint the name of a musician.

"Okay, I'll order someone to bring it over later." After speaking, Wang Lian didn't stay any longer, and turned to leave.Just now, the hope and confidence in Qinglian's eyes made Wang Lian laugh. Everything is just the beginning, and the court has been dull for too long, just waiting for a closer look.

淫光

After Wang Lian left, Qinglian's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, her legs felt weak and she couldn't stand anymore.The torture wound on his back was burning with pain, and the old injury pulling on his left shoulder was exhausting.Qinglian was sweating, but the dampness on her back made the clothes cling to her body, making people feel wet and irritated, but she didn't know that the cotton and linen white shirt was already bright red.

At this moment, Buti brought in a bucket of cold water from the yard, and had a rag on his shoulder to clean the house. Carrying a large bucket of well water was quite difficult at such a young age, and he walked unsteadily.I was able to enter the house but didn't pay attention to the threshold under my feet. The big wooden bucket sprinkled the whole room with hand-stained water.Sitting by the door, Qinglian saw Buti fell and was about to hit the corner of the stool, so she stretched out her hands to help her, and grabbed Buti into her arms.After being punished, Qinglian was already weak and the ground was full of water. Buti fell into Qinglian's arms, and the two of them slipped and fell to the ground.

With a soft cushion under her body, Buti would not get hurt naturally, and she got up in a jerk, while Qinglian's back was crushed under her body without any warning, the pain that invaded like a tide made Qinglian There were bursts of blackness in front of my eyes, and I tried hard for a long time but couldn't sit up.

Buti originally referred to the little prisoner who came to serve the exclusive musicians of Nifang Palace. He was still a child. Seeing that Qinglian had been bumped into, he was afraid. The hierarchy in the palace was strict. If someone bullies you, you don't know what kind of punishment you will get.Buti hurried forward to pull up Qinglian who was still struggling on the ground, it was only because the musician he killed was injured, so when Buti saw the bloodstains on Qinglian's back and the water on the blue bricks The stains had a little color, and they cried with a cry.

Buti supported Qinglian to sit on the bench, still whimpering and crying, just like a child who has committed a mistake and is waiting to be punished.The water splashed on the ground rolled up the long-accumulated dust, and the fall made Qinglian and Buti very embarrassed. Qinglian's white shirt was already gray and black and sticky and wrinkled on her body, and the tear stains on Buti's face made her face even more embarrassing. One black and one white.

Buti is only a 12-year-old boy. Perhaps it is the heavy labor in the palace that makes him look thin and thin when he is growing up. Qinglian sees Buti crying sadly, and she can't bear it, so she pushes Buti to sit beside her. , raised his hand to wipe away the teardrops gushing from Buti's eyes. "Don't cry, is there pain from the fall?" Seeing Buti's head was far away, Qinglian wanted to dodge again, Qinglian held it down and called softly: "Buti?"

Seeing Qinglian calling him, Buti rubbed his tears and looked at Qinglian who was sitting beside him. The person in front of him was personally sent by the chief steward of Nifang Palace. He is a kind-hearted big brother.Buti entered the palace purely at a young age, he was used to being abused by others, and he also saw too many people fighting each other in the palace.Just now, Qinglian rescued her regardless of her injuries, making Buti not only grateful and in awe, but also warm and close to her heart.

"My name is Tong Qinglian, you can just call me Qinglian." Qinglian took out the uncontaminated silk handkerchief from her bosom to wipe off the black and gray stains on Buti's face, and said, "It's fine if you didn't fall, and you have to be more careful in the future Some. You didn't do the injury on my body, so I don't blame you at all, don't cry anymore, okay?"

"Who made that?" Buti was still a child at heart after all, so he asked Qinglian not to blame the interface.

"There are rules in the palace. I will be fined if I do something wrong. Don't worry, everything will be fine." Qinglian said: "Buti, go and change into clean clothes, it's not comfortable. Then, would you like to fetch another bucket of water so that I can wash my body?"

"Okay, son, I'll go right away!" Buti heard Qinglian's request, as if seizing the opportunity to repay, he immediately jumped out to fetch water with a bucket.Qinglian's words were like a gentle breeze, calming the fear and loneliness in Buti's heart, making people extremely convincing and intimate.Soon Buti came in with a bucket full of well water and put it in the room, "Master, take off your clothes first, and this servant will go get the clothes here."

This small garden was originally set up to retain musicians, but it was abandoned because the Nifang Palace did not keep musicians for a long time. Although it has been out of maintenance and cleaning for a long time, there are still things that should be prepared.Although the cloth towel brought by Buti was old and yellowed, it was clean. Buti rushed to send it, but when he saw Qinglian in the room, he realized that the wound on Qinglian's back was not just a little punishment from the mouth.

Qinglian likes cleanliness by nature, and it is very uncomfortable when her clothes are wet with sewage and sticking to her body. Seeing that Buti is only a child, and the small garden is considered clean, she no longer shy away from it, and turns inwards to remove the clothes on her body.Qinglian scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on her face, it was so refreshing and cool, she felt extremely thirsty, so she couldn't help but scooped up another handful.

When Buti came into the room, what he saw was that Qinglian's snow-white back was covered with purple cracked wounds.Buti saw that he had been beaten with a thick vine not long ago, and the swelling was very high. Some open wounds were still oozing blood, and there was actually a large scar on his left shoulder.Although Buti was often beaten in the palace, he was stunned at the door for a while after seeing the tragic situation in front of him there.

When Qinglian heard the voice, she felt a little shy when she remembered that she was naked now, and she was relieved when she turned around and saw that it was Buti.Buti bumped into Qinglian's friendly eyes, and it took him a while to recover. He put the cloth towel on his shoulders, stepped forward and cleaned up half of the bed quickly, and cleaned the music score and clean sheet that Wang Lian sent. put her clothes on it, and then came to help Qinglian.

The wound was on the back, it would be inconvenient to clean it by yourself, so Qinglian no longer shirked and asked Buti to help wipe the wound.Although there was no wound medicine available, the cool well water poured on Qinglian's hot back, which relieved the pain a little.Although Buti was gentle, when the burlap towel rubbed against Qinglian's wound, Qinglian couldn't help frowning and suffering.

After wiping for the first time, the water in the bucket was a bit cloudy, so Buti took it out and prepared to bring in some fresh ones, and Qinglian was the only one left in the room.At this moment, Sun Chengbin brought in the food box containing refreshing soup, and saw Qinglian's slender naked body displayed in front of his eyes.

Her hair was tied up high with a ribbon, revealing Qinglian's snow-white neck, and the tender redness of the newly wiped torture wound on her back was like the perfect fetal glaze plated on white porcelain.Narrow shoulders and hips, without the slightest burden, although it looks a little thin, but it is still good-looking.The legs are slender and white, and the light-colored cilia are stained with water and lie on the calves, so that they can't be seen.Sun Chengbin looked sideways, and the clump of swallow silk and green grass under Qinglian's crotch was covered with crystal water drops, as moist as the morning dew, making people want to explore the meaning of it even more.Sun Chengbin unscrupulously looked at the naked Qinglian from top to bottom with a pair of thief eyes, his eyes were shining.

Qinglian wiped her front body with her back to the door, and when she heard a movement behind her, she thought it was Buti bringing water in again, and said: "Just put the water on the table, thank you, you can go wash it too, I can do it myself " Qinglian didn't know it, until a pair of greasy hands pressed her neck from behind, Qinglian turned to look back, and screamed out loud.

Dirty

The rough hands rubbed against the delicate skin of Qinglian's neck like sandpaper, Qinglian turned her head hastily, and Sun Chengbin's enlarged face occupied Qinglian's entire line of sight for an instant, her lustful gaze was directly in front of her eyes.She cried out in surprise: "You, what are you doing!", then Qinglian raised her hand and knocked off the claw in front of her eyes.

The stunning beauty and delicacy make people salivate, the bright red and snow-white color on Qinglian's back is simply an excellent temptation in Sun Chengbin's eyes, even Qinglian's protesting cries are now ecstasy flattery in Sun Chengbin's ears.The imperial palace is originally a big dye vat, and the colorful colors decorated with colorful dyes are just to cover up the most dirty essence under the magnificent appearance.

There are many eunuchs, maids, and guards in the palace. They are trapped in the deep palace all day long. One can imagine the loneliness and boredom. It has long been a common practice for eunuchs and maids to comfort each other in private.In recent years, the emperor's preference for masculinity is well-known in the palace. Jiarui's hanging out with the eunuchs and guards from time to time naturally calmed the minds of those guards who could only leave the palace during menstruation.The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, and if the emperor is like this, those bloody guards will naturally take advantage of the situation to bully the weak, because male servants are not banned by the Yin Dynasty.

To become the Queen's bodyguard, Sun Chengbin can also be regarded as a child of aristocratic family background, but he just went to the palace to practice and seek his background.Sun Chengbin is also a person who is used to romance, he naturally despises lowly eunuchs, and guards are absolutely not allowed to touch maids in the palace, because the emperor's woman.Therefore, Qinglian's beauty made Sun Chengbin unbearably lustful, but he didn't expect that the weak person in his eyes would resist!

After all, Qinglian has been in Tongfu for several years, and Tong Yi has to teach her martial arts. Although it is only for strengthening her body, she has practiced a set of Taijiquan very proficiently. Tong Jingyu once accompanied Qinglian to disassemble it Many times.How could Qinglian, who grew up in Tongfeng Building, with Sun Chengbin's expression, not know why?