Deep ice

He Yan's pinched foot hurts.

Originally he was holding back his anger, but after entering the inner hall, he tugged with that person for a while, and the blood on his head just now rushed to his lower body.

The reunion of Xiaobie, the touch of this skin caused thunder and fire.

Yuan Jingfeng lowered her eyes, avoiding the eyes of the people in front of her, "...what are you doing?"

He Yan took a deep breath, his voice hoarse, "Your Majesty, I haven't done anything yet."

Yuan Jing seemed to be incapable of strength, so he sat down on the bed in the inner hall,

"...Don't pull your sleeves..."

He Yan saw that his black eyes were frightened, but he couldn't hold it back, and the movements of his hands became more and more agile, "It's nothing, I just took off your clothes."

Yuan Jing's ears turned red, and seeing He Yan take off his clothes little by little, he was a little startled, and his mind gradually came to understand, at first he wanted to talk to him, but this man just entered the room, The monkey was anxious to do the cloud and rain.

Yuan Jing pushed He Yan gently, "Wait..."

He Yan heard that he had to slow down slightly, thinking that maybe Xu Yuanjing felt that he was different from usual, and he didn't dare to use force, but he was also reluctant to let it go. He only pretended to be meek, and begged in a low voice, his voice was indistinct, " Your Majesty...can't wait..."

The scorching breath breathed by Yuan Jing's ears, like a feather picking lightly,

Yuan Jing inadvertently shrank back,

"...I have something to ask you..."

He Yan could naturally see the emotion in the phoenix eyes, raised his hand to lift Yuan Jing's black hair hanging on the delicate collarbone, and lowered his head to embrace the jade-white collarbone, "You say so, I'll listen..."

Yuan Jing was about to speak, but the rogue quickly twisted his jaw, knocked out his teeth, and wrapped the tip of his tongue.

The doubts that flashed in his mind just now were crushed, buried, and disappeared bit by bit in the man's kiss mixed with his vigorous breath.

Entanglement confrontation, can't stop kissing.

Seeing this, the surrounding palace people all retreated to the outer palace to wait.

Accustomed to his unilateral siege, He Yan is not used to it at this moment.

Thinking about the situation that I could not have hoped for before I went crazy, but now it is so easy to realize.

God's will tricks people.

Unknowingly, He Yan let go of the jerky person who catered to him.

The black eyes in front of her stared blankly at herself, stained with lust, surging like a tide.

Seeing Yuan Jing like this, He Yan's cold light faded away,

Opened his mouth, unconsciously said, "Jiang Huaijin..."

Yuan Jing was taken aback for a moment, but did not blame her, but her tone was gentle, "En?"

He Yan was very frustrated when he heard the words in his heart, touched his face, and smiled to himself.

I'm sorry, but you must never say it out. If the person in front of you becomes suspicious, you will be hacked into pieces, and you will fall short, and there will be no chance of turning the tables.

Yuan Jingfeng had Jiang Bo's eyes hidden in his eyes, and said without warning, "I'm sorry."

By accident, he said what was on his mind.

He Yan suppressed a smile on his face, shivering slightly, unable to speak.

Yuan Jing just thought that he didn't understand, so he said to himself: "It's because I did something wrong earlier, you just can't remember it."

-

Not long after Zhao Ligang left the palace,

Tian Chongguang soon got the letter.

Let's say that Tian Chongguang was having dinner at that time, and when he heard the news, he ignored the meal, waved his servants to take away the table, and walked towards the Dashi's mansion with his legs up.

The rain falls like a bead curtain.

The bearer wiped the rainwater off his face from time to time, and was more careful than usual because he was afraid that he would fall.

A group of people walked in the rain for an hour, but they still haven't arrived at Fu Xuechuan's residence.

Although the sedan chair was spacious and soft, Tian Chongguang felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles. From time to time, he raised his hand to pick up the curtain on the side of his body. The rain came in and wet the thick cushion embroidered with silver and painted patterns. deep dirt.

Tian Chongguang raised the curtain again and looked outside.

This time, he never let go.

Dali Temple Minister Yang Lian came out from the palace gate with the umbrella Shun Shun gave him.

His face was blue from the rain, his lips were cold and pale, and he was tremblingly waving to his driver.

When the carriage passed by, the eunuch behind him bowed his waist and smiled, and carefully waited for Yang Lian to enter the sedan chair.

Tian Chongguang let go of the curtain, his eyes were condensed, and he thought for a while.

I just found out that Zhao Li went to the palace to report the black case to the Ministry of War, and then at the gate of the palace, I saw the Minister of Dali Temple coming back to the mansion.

Thinking carefully about the ins and outs of this matter, my palms couldn't help but sweat again.

Judging by the meaning, the emperor must have become suspicious and was ready to act.

Thinking of this, Tian Chongguang immediately broke into a cold sweat, got up suddenly, lifted the front curtain, "Go!"

The boy holding the umbrella beside the sedan chair was startled when he saw Tian Chongguang's grim expression, and hurriedly urged the bearer, "Hurry up, your lord is angry."

Hearing the words, the bearer hastened his pace and finally arrived at Fu's mansion. Tian Chongguang got off the sedan chair in a hurry, not even caring about etiquette, and went straight to the main hall without being invited.

At this moment, Fu Xuechuan was recuperating and drinking tea from the back room, and he woke up his servants, saying that Tian Chongguang, Minister of the Ministry of War, had arrived in the main hall.

Fu Xuechuan was suspicious for a moment, but his expression changed, and he got up to greet him without changing his clothes.

After all, Tian Chongguang is usually peaceful and stable, not reckless and impatient. He is so anxious now, there must be a big trouble.

Tian Chongguang couldn't bear it any longer, and paced back and forth. When he looked up and saw Fu Xuechuan, he stepped forward a few steps, took Fu Xuechuan's hand and said, "Master Fu...Master Fu..."

Fu Xuechuan frowned when he saw his brows furrowed, "What's wrong?"

Tian Chongguang said: "The lower official got the letter, saying that Zhao Li already knew about the replacement of the capital this morning..."

Fu Xuechuan was slightly relieved, and interrupted: "Sooner or later he will know..."

Tian Chongguang's eyes were shining brightly, "But today he has entered the palace to face the saint..."

Fu Xuechuan lost his voice: "What?"

Tian Chongguang continued: "Besides, when I came here just now, I happened to see Dali Temple Qing Yang Lian coming out of the palace gate, and I must have just been summoned by the emperor."

Fu Xuechuan's heart trembled, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his legs lost strength, and he fell onto the stool. Fortunately, Tian Chongguang supported him with both hands, and he barely endured the pain of the fall.

The servants next to him hurriedly helped Fu Xuechuan stabilize, and helped him to sit down slowly.

Tian Chongguang looked depressed, "My lord, what should we do now?"

Fu Xuechuan calmed down for a while, then slowly raised his eyes to look at Tian Chongguang,

"In this way, it is only a matter of time to eliminate the remaining traitors."

After a pause, he continued, "Right now, the arrow is on the string, so I have to fire it."

Tian Chongguang was silent for a long time after hearing the words.

It's not that I'm afraid, I always feel that it's not appropriate.

Seeing that he was silent, Fu Xuechuan turned to look at the servant in his house,

"come over--"

The little servant stepped forward, "What orders does your lord have?"

Fu Xuechuan said: "Go, take that man over."

The boy naturally knew who this person was, so he turned around and went out after knowing it.

Only then did Tian Chongguang speak again, "My lord, according to what I see, there is still some room for this matter. If you act hastily, the consequences will be disastrous."

Fu Xuechuan also calmed down quite a bit at this time, and looked up at him, "What room is there?"

Tian Chongguang sighed lightly, "The capital is unstable, and the lower officials bear the brunt of the crimes, but the emperor did not call the lower officials to question the crime, but instead asked the minister of Dali Temple to go, presumably to investigate the matter thoroughly. Some time..."

The rain was dredging and the wind was blowing out, almost blowing out the candle that the girl had just lit.

Fu Xuechuan's complexion became paler and yellower, and he shook his head, "The meat is on the chopping board, how can you allow the butcher to wait for you? Besides, the old man didn't intend to do it immediately, but to plan ahead, so as not to kill the emperor suddenly." You were caught off guard, you are a smart person, you should also think clearly about the truth during this period."

Let's say that the young servant who had gone out to look for He Yan earlier saw that his lord was in a hurry and went to and fro on the fast horse, but he turned back after a few cups of tea, and after hastily dismounted, he put the rein in the hand of the old slave who came up to him, and hurried a few steps Into the hall.

The rain that dripped from his body formed a shallow pool with the ground, and the young servant bowed his body with fists folded, "My lord, that man is not in the house."

Tian Chongguang turned back to see the drenched servant, "Where did he go?"

The boy said: "I heard from his servants that he went into the palace this afternoon."

Fu Xuechuan said in surprise: "But the emperor summoned him?"

The boy shook his head, "He said he went by himself."

The hall was silent for a long time.

Tian Chongguang stood with his hands behind his back, slowly squinted his eyes, and turned to face Fu Xuechuan, "My lord..."

Fu Xuechuan raised his head slightly, "What?"

"Have you ever thought about why the emperor let He Yan go before?"

Fu Xuechuan had a strange look on his face, "Stay in the palace, of course..."

Tian Chongguang suddenly smiled, "My lord, I have a clever plan."

-

The rain is drizzling, and the lights are blooming.

There was only one young eunuch left in the inner hall of the imperial study room, kneeling behind the brocade tent, lowering his head and eyes.

Normally, Xi Lian was there to wait on him, but today he was kicked out by the emperor, so this job fell on the little eunuch.

In the inner hall, the soft and deep sexual intercourse sound made the little eunuch blush.

Something rolled on the ground, with a slap, the little eunuch's heart trembled, he raised his eyes to stare at the small empty box that rolled in front of him, and slowly followed the sound as if he had been swallowed by a Gu.

The entangled person on the dragon couch had black hair streaming down his bare back, unable to hide the red marks of lust.

The person under the pressure had slender and straight legs, separated and lay on the bed.

One leg hung down the side of the bed, the toes just touched the ground, but it scratched frequently due to the endless collision.

The little eunuch sighed inwardly, the emperor is mighty, even a man as big as Huai Huai did such a good job.

Just as he was thinking about it, he raised his eyes to see the person who was violently pumping his head, but it was Huai Huai.

Then look at the emperor with a small white face under him, sobbing repeatedly, but the toes are stretched even more than the bowstring.

When the rain stops, it's over.

It was still completely dark outside, and there were no clues.

No one came to light the candles in the inner hall, and the surrounding area was pitch black and endless, like an unfathomable abyss.

The fit body in the shadows is panting.

He Yan bent down and pressed against Yuan Jing's sweaty back tightly,

What I think about in my mind is the not-too-distant past.

Only one year apart.

All the wind, flowers, moon and snow are just this one person.