cold moon is king

The pear soup suddenly fell down and landed firmly on the table. Qu Shuangyun stared at the sticky soup splashed on Qu Shuangyun's hand for a while, and wiped it off one by one with a handkerchief. Rubbing fingers and palms into the roots of the hair, grabbing the curly hair into a messy and seductive way, twisting the shoulders like a round powder, the rich juice that has been nourished for a long time flows under the white and transparent skin, and the fresh appearance gushes out. The even and fine layer of fat on the legs trembled slightly, and the bright red skirt swayed and ran towards the door.

The guards at the door immediately spread out, the ground after the snow was clean, only a few scattered footprints landed there, her bright red skirt was completely thrown into the snow, her eyebrows and eyes were red, and her plump porcelain white body Melting into a pile of red is a bright stimulus in the eyes of these men. They were startled by this color, and they all stared at their feet, not daring to offend this blessing that does not belong to them.

The emperor came late, followed by the brigade of eunuchs. Wan Fuan was the first to see the imperial concubine who was kneeling on the ground, her body was red from the cold. She stared at her majesty first, and found that her majesty frowned slightly, so she ran over in small steps. Helping the empress up, she said angrily: "Oh, empress, why are you wearing so little clothes in such a cold day?"

The emperor's eyes fell on the round and red shoulders, the full breasts that were about to emerge from the loose skirt, and finally swam to Qu Shuangyun's face. Meeting His Majesty's majestic and cold eyes meanderingly, this is a deliberate but unaffected seduction.

The emperor's silence didn't last long, and finally he let out a sigh of relief, as if he had finally forgiven the innocent woman after such a long period of neglect and torment. He walked over and took off his heavy silver fox cloak, Cuddling on Concubine Chong's shoulders, with a tired voice, it was not easy to squeeze out a little bit of his precious time to see her who had been waiting for a long time, "Yun'er, go in."

Her soft and boneless body was attached to the emperor, and she stepped on the snow with bare feet. The clear snow water along her ankles made a dark streak on the floor tiles. Stumbling into the warm room, every part of her body reveals that appropriate coquettishness.

The emperor thought, since he hadn't seen her in the cold for so long, what made this woman look like this.

He looked suspiciously at the guards outside the house, even if he himself discarded things, he must never fall into the hands of others. The women in the entire harem are as humble as a maid, and without his permission, no virgin land should be marked by others. Dirty footprints.

The emperor stabbed her with contemptuous eyes, she stroked her messy hair, and the hands and feet on her face, not only would not be noticed by the emperor, but on the contrary, she was showing her lazy beauty in front of the emperor, the emperor carefully Looking at her, the usual suspicion of the emperor finally fell back.

If there is a woman who pleases herself, she will not look like this. It is undeniable that Qu Shuangyun's appearance is enough to make people's minds flutter and fascinated.The emperor was full of confidence and thought proudly, of course he is different from these people, he is the Nine-Five Supreme, the Son of Heaven.

But he always wanted to appease this poor and chaste woman, so he held up Qu Shuangyun's face pityingly, and rubbed the snow seeds off Qu Shuangyun's face with his dry fingertips. He didn't need to explain his coldness, his actions already showed his compassion forgive.

Where did Qu Shuangyun go wrong? Her own heart was like a mirror, and the emperor couldn't be the one who was wrong.

The emperor saw the pear soup on the table, which was still emitting a little warm white air. He hugged Qu Shuangyun and sat down, touched the pear soup with his hand, his voice softened, like the tone of an ordinary couple, "Oh? Why? I prepared it?"

He delivered the words earnestly and humbly ahead of time, but he pretended to be unclear.

"Your Majesty, it doesn't taste good when it's cold. Let's reheat it." Qu Shuangyun looked at the pear soup, and the sudden soft-heartedness would hurt her, but she still couldn't control it.

"Don't bother, this is good." The emperor didn't like this kind of sweet sugar water, and he didn't care about hot or cold, and he always thought of taking it as medicine.

Only by eating can he reflect his tolerance and generosity, and he doesn't care about past suspicions.

Qu Shuangyun pursed her lips, smiling sweetly with black and white eyes.

The pears are stewed very badly, the mouth is soft and sweet, I don’t know what to add, it’s not as sweet as the emperor thought

It was greasy, even a little addictive. It also added wolfberry bird's nest, which was stewed so sticky. The emperor took a spoonful and put it on Qu Shuangyun's lips. The pear soup was swallowed.

She put her soft and slippery hands on the emperor's shoulders, and leaned down to cover the complicated expression on her face. Then she quickly raised her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, her lips were half lifted, and her white face looked pampered. Nobility, but the tone was frivolous, "Your Majesty, do you want to stay today?"

She believes that all the conflicts between men and women can be resolved in one body betrayal.

Just like her mother, no matter how bullied she was, she was left out after the mistress complained, as long as she met her mother, her mother's not-yet-aged beauty could be wiped out by that old animal.

The mass of red was crumpled, and the whole body was melted. The white and greasy body exuded a hot breath, and the fragrant heat rushed to the emperor's back. The emperor silently watched her do everything possible. Displaying its own beauty.

Sweat soaked her hair, and it stuck to her face. She looked down at the emperor who played with her in the palm of his hand. The hand on the emperor's chest slowly moved up and rested on the weak The emperor's dark pupils imprinted her expressionless face, she let out a breath, and gently moved her hand up to wipe the sweat from the emperor's forehead.

After the hot water was called several times, the emperor left in a dragon chariot.

Qu Shuangyun spread out on the bed like a puddle of soft mud, her wet hair stuck to her face, she showed her body in front of the eunuch without hesitation, stretched out her sweaty arms and waved casually, calling out, "Shuang Xue .”

After being helped into the hot water, she let out a long sigh of relief, her body sank into the water, her pink body dangling in the water, her jet-black hair floated up, and she let Shuangxue wash with soap powder. Clean, she suddenly laughed foolishly in the water, like the smile of an ignorant girl when she first entered the palace.

A series of blisters rushed to the surface of the water and shattered. Shuangxue didn't dare to ask, and was washing diligently, but the woman suddenly came out of the water, her eyes were closed, and the powder on her face was completely washed off. As far as the fine lines are concerned, she is like her mother, although she is stunningly beautiful, she is also more likely to age than a woman in Daxia.

She tried her best to maintain this skin, and it was good to get such a result.

She rested her arms on the side of the pool, opened her eyes suddenly, looked up at Shuangxue, with a smile on her face, "Well, when I get powerful, you will be considered a great eunuch."

"Do you want Wan Fu'an's position?"