Emperor of the Dynasty + Spoiler

"Huh? Mmm, I'm, I'm thinking..." Murong Xun felt that he suddenly stuttered a bit, and for a moment he couldn't help but spat at himself hard in his heart, he didn't live up to it!They are all old wives and old women, why are they suddenly shy now!

"Huh?" Yan Wuwei leaned closer to her ear again, with a slight smile in his voice, "Why are you blushing?"

"Hot, hot..."

"Then why are you trembling?"

"Hmm... It's a little cold, yes, Gu is now a, a little cold again..."

Yan Wuwei laughed softly, making Murong Yan more and more embarrassed. She knew in her heart that this woman always liked to bully her, but she couldn't help but follow the woman's wishes. After a long time of baptism, she became affectionate like water, making her miss this person in her heart, wishing she could grow old with her overnight.

Seeing the woman getting closer, Murong Xun shrank back nervously, but the woman didn't do anything out of the ordinary, but reached out to take the quilt behind her, opened it for her, covered it, and smiled, "It's cold." Go under the quilt."

Murong Yan pursed his lips invisibly, "What are you going to do?"

Didn't you consciously come up to warm my bed before?

Hearing this, Yan Wuwei laughed even wider, and she whispered ambiguously, "Good boy, don't worry, I'll go wash my hands before I come back."

Murong Xun's face was blushing, "..."

Xiangguo, Gu is really not in a hurry, not in a hurry...don't misunderstand Gu.

In order to prove that he was really not in a hurry, when Yan Wuwei came back, that awkward Wang had already laid down obediently, covered the quilt, closed his eyes, and seemed to be going to sleep, if his face wasn't so red.

Yan Wuwei turned on the lamp calmly, took off his clothes, then raised the corner of the quilt with a bare hand, gently uncovered it, and then lay down leisurely beside Murong Xun, she was quite calm, Murong Xun But he couldn't stand her slow manner, and couldn't hold back, "You...what are you..."

Don't you know that you took the initiative to hold me in your arms to warm me up?

"Sleep." Yan Wuwei said as a matter of course.

Murong Yan choked, and paused, "I think it's still a bit cold..."

So her Xiangguo stretched out his hand to tuck the quilt up for her, and said with satisfaction, "Is it tight?"

"...It's tight." Murong Yan was a little bored, after thinking for a while, he called the person next to him, "Xiangguo."

"Ok?"

"Will you be alone?"

"it is good."

So Murong Yan said cheekily, "Then how should Xiangguo repay Gu?"

Yan Wuwei seemed to chuckle a bit, and Murong was flustered with embarrassment, and scolded herself for being unable to hold her breath. She really wanted to be calm, at least like the king in the court, a majestic and courageous king, but When facing this woman, her shrewd and capable head seemed to be rusted, unable to move, her eyes were full of this disgusting woman whom she couldn't stop liking, how could she look like a king? Woolen cloth?

.....

I don't know why, after hearing the woman's serious words, Murong Yan suddenly laughed, "Words about warming the bed—why does Xiangguo's hand come to Kuangu's clothes?"

"Just now the king said it was hot."

"But Gu said it was cold again."

"So..." Yan Wuwei leaned over her body, his beautiful and flexible hands had already untied her obscene clothes, and the warm palms pressed against her waist and abdomen, which made her get goosebumps all over her body, nervously Even the toes were tense, and the woman said leisurely, "Chen, I'm warming up for the king now."

As she spoke, the woman reached out and unbuttoned her clothes. The winter was getting warmer, and after the woman's soft body was pressed against her, Murong's head suddenly became a little dizzy, and she looked at the person lying on top of her in a daze. , obviously the scene and time were different, but she still vaguely remembered what happened many years ago. At that time, the woman's stature was not as tall as hers, her personality was notoriously gentle, and she always spoke slowly. , Word by word, I heard her very impatient, she was still a princess, relying on her status, she did a lot of naughty things, and when she got older, her father threw her to the Imperial College to study, It was there that she met Yan Wuwei who was her companion.

"Why is gān called 'Wuwei'?"

"Those who rule by doing nothing and doing nothing, will Shun also be with him?"

She didn't quite understand, so she nodded her head pretendingly, then stretched out her hand to grab the other's hand, and said with sparkling eyes, "My name is... Murong, Murong." She wanted to write her name on the other's hand, but That word was too complicated, she couldn't remember how to write it after writing half of it, but the child who was half a head shorter than her knew more, reached out and completed the other half in the palm of her hand, "Hey..."

The girl's voice is soft and waxy, which makes people feel happy, unlike now, which makes people's ears burn.

"Hey..." The woman's voice was a bit deep, and the kiss fell on her earlobe with her shallow breathing, then down, and then on her neck, and then down, it fell on her neck. On her collarbone, Yan Wuwei probably likes her collarbone very much. Every time the two of them are lingering, she always lingers on it for a long time. Meng, she is already in her teens, if it is true as the old man predicted, how many years will she have left?At the beginning, she was the one who wanted to go back to the capital and take back everything that belonged to her. Yan Wuwei followed because she was worried about her. When they got married, she asked Yan Wuwei, "Jiner, what if I want to be king?"