my lady

The sunshine in the sun is always gentler, but the sound of the wind blowing through the rubble is very rough. Qinglian wakes up in a daze.

"You're awake!" The familiar voice slowly floated into her ears. After receiving it, Qinglian opened her eyes suddenly. Her first reaction was to get up from the warm blanket, but just as soon as her body moved, there was a tear-like feeling somewhere. pain

Qinglian groaned, and fell back into Wei'an's arms. Seeing his frown, Wei'an quickly turned sideways, with his left hand on his pillow, and his right hand protecting his waist, and fixed his body: "Why? Is it? Is it hard?"

Qinglian's phoenix eyes, which hadn't yet woken up, glanced at him, and then slowly recalled what happened last night, but she didn't realize it all at once, thinking that she had lost control of getting into his bed again, now look, the two The person was actually not in the room, but on the bed in the study, Wei An saw his black eyeballs rolling around, wondering what he was thinking, and was a little curious: "Daughter-in-law, what are you thinking about?"

A title she hadn't heard for a long time popped up, Qinglian slipped her body into the bed, and looked at him with a guilty conscience: "It's nothing." Although a certain place hurts tightly, her body is indeed dry. Could it be that he fell asleep after she fell asleep last night? Did you clean it up yourself?

Seeing him like this, Wei An lovingly stretched out his right hand, and pulled the quilt over the two of them, covering Qinglian's shoulders: "I'm sorry, I can't hold you now"

Qinglian knew that he was talking about her injury. If he was intact now, she would already be in his arms instead of just resting on his arm. Qinglian smiled, feeling that there was something wrong with him today, and she was right. : "Something is wrong with you today"

In the past, he was always used to face himself with a smiley face, but now it is really hard for him to accept being so serious

Listening to his hoarse and nice voice, Wei An replied to him dumbfoundingly: "Daughter-in-law, after going through so many things, I must have changed a bit." And that was always his camouflage.

Qinglian's eyeballs rolled again, taking his expression into her eyes. It's better for this person not to change. If he changes, he doesn't know what will happen to him, but if he wants to say that he likes him, he is shameless, and he will I won't be rude

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wei'an hugged him tighter: "You haven't woken up yet, sleep for a while, huh?"

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this, right, it doesn't matter if he has face or not, he is gentle with himself anyway

Qinglian smiled, stretched her left hand under the quilt and put it on his strong waist, and narrowed her eyes contentedly

Wei'an hugged him, some of his loose long hair was under the nose, and the light fragrance of the hair went all the way into the nose, hugging him like this, smelling his scent, really made Wei'an feel at ease

Wei'an admits that he is a bit cheap, he has never done what he promised himself, and he always backtracks, but he has no choice but to control his own heart

Sometimes, Wei An has to admit that there are two words, which are his natural nemesis, and a person, which is his fatal weakness

After a long time, Qinglian was already fast asleep, and Wei'an leaned her head in his ear, whispering softly: "Qinglian, after the matter is over, I will keep teasing you for the rest of my life."

At this time, all he needs to do is to live well.

The time has not passed, the sun is slanting to the west, and the sun is passing over the eaves. The golden sunlight dyes the yellow and green leaves with holy brilliance, lazy and bright

Qinglian sat in front of the bronze mirror, her butt pressed against the bench, fidgeting

And the person who made him restless was none other than Wei An, the husband who happily wanted to help him thrush his eyebrows.

Qinglian's calves trembled a little, and she was forced to accept Wei'an's unreasonable behavior. He remembered that a month ago, this person couldn't even tie his hair, but today he suddenly said that he wanted to help him draw eyebrows

Yes, it makes me happy when he helps me to draw my eyebrows, and I am also very happy, but I have to consider the actual situation, right?Who knows if he will accidentally draw his most proud thin eyebrows in some shameful way

Thinking that his eyebrows would be drawn by him into a fierce and sinister look, Qinglian's face couldn't help but hide around, turning on both sides, Wei'an held the pen in his right hand, and pressed the back of his head with his left hand. Can't help but use some strength, but coaxed softly: "My dear daughter-in-law, don't move around."

The wife is bullying, knowing that she has no resistance to him, why is she still tempting herself so gently?

Sure enough, what I saw when I woke up in the morning was an illusion?

Seeing that he didn't move, Wei'an drew on his left eyebrow again with the pen in his right hand. After a while, when he put away the pen, he said, "I have been learning from Qi Qi for a long time, just to be able to draw eyebrows for you one day." , In fact, your eyebrow shape is very beautiful, I feel like I'm ruining it now."

Qinglian thought, you finally said something human, but what should he do if he has such thoughts to make his heart beat?Qinglian thought about it, and couldn't bear to say something that hurt him, but she blushed and replied in a low voice: "I don't mind."

Wei An put down the pen, knelt down in front of him, took his plain white hand and wrapped it in the palm of his hand, stared at his blushing face: "If you say you don't mind my ugly drawing, I don't mind, I will continue to improve, I Knowing that my hand is a bit disabled, and it takes a long time to comb your hair, I still want to paint your eyebrows, is it a bit wishful thinking?"

Wei'an also thought, maybe it's not because of his broken hand, but because his eyebrows are really good, neither thick nor light, slender eyebrows are long and curved, matching Danfeng's eyes and looking tight

There is a saying that superfluous is superfluous, maybe this is what he meant.

Seeing his guilt, Qinglian burst into a smile, and stared at him seriously: "No, you still have room for improvement." After hearing what he said, Wei'an's expression finally eased, and when she wanted to work hard, her face turned into a smile. I heard him ask: "Wei'an, can you tell me, in front of me, which one of you is the real you?"

Qinglian thought about this question for a long time, he thought, the reason why those things happened between him and Wei'an was mainly because he didn't know him well, and he didn't know how to say anything, since Qinglian decided to have a good relationship with him, However, we can't be the same as before, doing everything according to our own mood

But he didn't know, some people like him like this, Wei An raised his head to meet his shiny black eyes, there was inquiry in his eyes, Wei An didn't back away, just looked at him straight, without thinking, the corners of his lips curved Standing up, she leaned close to him, her mouth was only a finger's width away from her mouth, Qinglian was taken aback by his sudden movement, and instinctively wanted to back away, but she forgot to move after his words: "Before you In front of you, whoever I am is me"

Qinglian's beautiful eyes were wide open, obviously she couldn't believe it, when his lips kissed her, there was his unique warm breath, his lips were soft and warm, Qinglian's beautiful eyes opened even wider , the eyelashes trembling in a panic, the palm of his hand was close to his, fingers interlocked

In the bronze mirror, the silhouette of the person sitting on the chair is straight, and the figure of the squatting figure is curved at the back, but they are connected somewhere

In the bronze mirror, someone's brows are painted in a lighter color, but it makes his eyebrows and eyes curved, making him even more beautiful

There is a word called eventful autumn

There is a man called the emperor

He has a right to decide the life and death of others at will, and his words are the imperial decree

What he wants, if he can't get it, it's fake, it's just a matter of time before he gets it

He has a concubine and is pregnant with a child. This is a happy thing, but he is not happy

Because the concubine was sent into the palace by his deadly enemy to monitor him and confuse him.

So he doesn't want it, even if he looks good, has a sweet voice and a pretty face

Unwanted things still have utility value, how to utilize them is the best?The emperor had a difficult time, but the difficulty was only for a while. Isn't the enemy the one who always thought that he would not dare to touch him?That being the case, I had no choice but to use her to test the knife, and he also had an ineffective sworn brother who gave so many hints and didn't know how to express it to himself. Because of this, don't blame him for being cruel

Giving a slap in the face to a deadly rival can make her ineffective brother nervous, this concubine Jing has lived up to the fact that he loves her so much

So one step at a time, one stroke at a time, one paper at a time,

Some people just sacrificed like this, and some people just waited to be sacrificed

Wang Gonggong had reported it long ago, saying that Concubine Jing was not feeling well today, and wanted to see herself, but she was too busy with state affairs to be able to come out, and it was Wang Gonggong who could really pull him out of the pile of memorials: "Your Majesty, it's not good. Concubine Jing has been feeling unwell since she was in the garrison, and the imperial physician just sent a message saying that Concubine Jing's fetal gas is not stable, I'm afraid,,,, I'm afraid the prince will not be safe."

The emperor's obviously listless face turned darker after staying up for several nights. The pen in his hand snapped and snapped, and he slapped the desk. The broken pen and paper on the table trembled and returned to the table. Black and cold: "Nojia Yiyuan Palace (Concubine Jing's residence)"

The prince's hand holding Fuchen trembled, and his shrill voice like a drake's also trembled: "Zunzhi"

Outside the imperial study room, painted dragon lanterns hang high, the sky is covered by dark clouds, except for the candlelight, the shadows are completely dark, experienced people can tell at a glance that tomorrow morning will not be a good weather

The cool wind is blowing, and the corners are rushing to the pavilion, and there is a person who is releasing the air-conditioning in front of him, not to mention how worried the prince is following him

Turning around and turning around finally came to the front of the Yiyuan Palace, everyone was busy, and the eunuchs and maids with hasty faces blocked the door even more, shouting to see the emperor, long live the emperor

With a cold face, the young emperor raised his foot and kicked an eunuch blocking the door on his right foot, then opened the door, and walked straight in.

Eunuch Wang followed behind, wiping off a cold sweat in fear, secretly blaming the little eunuch for not being smart enough

The antique rooms are elegant and gorgeous, full of jewels and jewels, almost blinding the eyes of the young emperor

The imperial doctor in the crimson official uniform was sweating profusely and spun around anxiously. When he saw the young emperor, he couldn't resist the seething man.