winter festival

Life after life charming

look forward to tears

love is wasted

Thoughts on the White-haired Regret Festival

Dance alone under the moon and lose beauty

heartbroken sorrow

Fly the phoenix wings to the court

Bihen Crying Agarwood Dream

He was famous

Qingshi's letter of fame

Red Fuzheng Sighs Floating Life

Nangongxiu stood in the main hall, sweeping the eyebrows of all the ministers, until the blush was supported by the maid, and entered the hall with small steps, his delicate and boneless jade hands were exposed in the air, and all the ministers focused their eyes on Dongfang Yanxue.

If you raise your eyebrows and fall into favor, you will also fall into the city when you fall into the country.

In a burst of astonishment, she lightly untied the Fengguan Xiapei, put aside the sympathetic knot, looked at Nan Gongxiu, bowed and said, "This concubine wants to perform a dance for my husband."

Nangongxiu looked at the beautiful person in front of him, felt that everything was overshadowed by her, forgot her rude behavior for a while, and agreed.

Retreating to the center of the hall, the palace servants beat the drums, and saw her throwing off her long sleeves, one jade foot lightly touched the ground, and the other bent slightly, sinking her body.The long sleeves slid down on the blossoming crystals, and three thousand black threads were blown away in the wind.The flawless face is extremely handsome, a pair of dark eyes are like a river of water under the moon, clear and deep, and a little cinnabar between the eyebrows makes the whole face look a bit noble and coquettish.There was not a trace of fluctuation on the quiet face, like two frozen lakes that would not melt for thousands of years, but the corners of the mouth slightly raised outlined a charming smile.With a frightened flick of Hong Fu, Yan Ying falls into prosperity.

The teardrops from the eye sockets fell into the noise, calmly.

In the ears, there was a fluttering sound, piercing through the cold body.Awaken her sealed heart.

"Miao Er, why is this so, are you really going to blame me for this world?"

"Shaolang, I miss you until this life is shattered. The joys of the past are buried in my heart. From then on, my fate is not up to me"

After the dance, everyone was fascinated.Even the Persian princess and Nangong Yan were deeply immersed in the majestic and stunning dance music.

Nan Gongxiu walked down the hall, came to her side, and took her hand, "I don't know what dance the noble concubine is dancing."

"Returning to the emperor is for the winter sacrifice"

Then, she raised her vermilion lips, smiled faintly, and looked at the people around her with a hint of charm in her eyes.

Nangongxiu was so lost.

"Could it be that this woman is the one Chi'er misses in her heart?"

Nangong Yan was a little at a loss, she was neither so sad nor happy, this woman left Chi'er, she must be sad, but she had the opportunity to take care of Chi'er.

She looked around the hall and found that Chi'er hadn't appeared, then looked at the woman, there was no warmth in her eyes, and after associating everything, she finally understood that this woman married the imperial brother for revenge.Then should I stop it?

Dongfang Yanxue, losing strength in her feet, fell into Nangongxiu's arms, "Your Majesty, my concubine is not in good health because of the dance just now, I'm afraid I won't be able to complete these red tapes."

"Since my concubine can't bear it, there's no need to force her."

In the night, she sat on the chariot, her face was bloodless, she looked at the bright moon in the sky, and sneered, there is no other person in the world who can worship the sky and the earth with her.

Suddenly her eyes were fixed. Under the vermilion palace gate, a long figure stood in the wind. The sleeve of the robe that lost half of her arm was blown away in the wind. Her pupils were hurt by the vacantness, and her heart ached. It's like falling into an abyss.

In a blink of an eye, the figure from the back disappeared.

Probably because I missed it too much, there was an illusion.

When Nangongxiu was sent to the imperial concubine's Youning Palace, Dongfang Yanxue had already finished bathing. Nangongxiu staggered to her side and hugged her in his arms, "You are finally mine, Xue'er, I'm already in good health." , I can treat you wholeheartedly."

"On the wedding day, you and I should drink this glass of wine, and then perform the ceremony of husband and wife."

Nangongxiu fell down on the bed unconscious after drinking wine into his throat. Dongfang Yanxue took off his dirty clothes and arranged everything before falling asleep.

Under the watchful eyes of the court ladies, the imperial concubine and the emperor woke up from their dreams. Nangong Xiu turned around and looked at the people around her. There were a few clear marks on her fair skin, which were caused by exertion.Dongfang Yanxue didn't look at him, she lowered her head, with a look of being wronged, which made Nangongxiu think even more that he really got lucky with her last night.

After the maid served the emperor to change clothes, Dongfang Yanxue still lay motionless on the bed, her voice was hoarse and said weakly, "The concubine is not feeling well, I will wash up later."

Hearing what she said, Nangong Xiu seemed to understand a little bit, and his brows were full of joy.

"Since Concubine Ai is unwell, I will come to see you later"

I also saw him order the palace servants to "serve the noble concubine well"

"comply"

Finally, after he left, Dongfang Yanxue dismissed the servants, got up to tidy herself up, and left a bright red stain on the quilt.Later, when Lin Wei came in and ordered the maid to clean the Youning Palace, he naturally wanted to see if it was Luohong before reporting the truth.

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