drink snow and ice

His queen was a beauty, no doubt about it.

But there are many beauties in this world, and he has seen no fewer than a hundred people with two eyes and one nose piled up together.

Both Empress Xian and Zhang Minsheng's mother were rare beauties, even softer and more delicate than He Xueyan in some places.

Her appearance is the first thing that attracts people at first glance. She has a snow-skinned nose and shallow pupils, like a clear pool, but nothing can be printed.

A woman who was born with ruthlessness and ungratefulness was so difficult to overcome.

She stood in the air vent, her thin cotton clothes were blown into a mess, and a few wisps scattered on her chest.

His eyes glanced at the emperor, and then he tilted his head and pulled out a smile, his lips slightly raised, and the white teeth were exposed under the lip line, obedient and charming: "Your Majesty is here again?"

The ink-line-like hair was only two punches away from the emperor, and he could see it with his eyes slightly lowered, as if he could touch it with his hand, and grasped this woman in his hand.

He couldn't help but wanted to reach out to grab it, and coughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up before he could move. It was a bit difficult to save his life that day, and now his body is getting worse day by day.

The most attractive thing about He Xueyan is his appearance, but after all, a beautiful appearance is not a great advantage. A beautiful face is dull and kitsch is also boring.

It is not rare for the monarch to find beauties. When he sits on the throne, someone rushes to put them in his arms.

But He Xueyan was the only one, who was born with frost and snow, and his temper was also first-class, arrogant and awkward, and he looked like no one would look down on him.

She also despises the emperor, every time she sees him, her clear pupils are full of playful smiles.

Obviously her frail body was taken advantage of by others, but she always had a calm posture as if she took advantage of others.

Hitting a stone with an egg is beyond one's own strength.

Chu Yuanyuan almost forgot about His Royal Highness, the unlucky prince. When he was buying salted plums in front of the vendor, someone lightly touched his arm.

It was a boy in linen clothes, he glanced at Chu Yuanyuan, quickly lowered his head, said sorry softly, and then pointed to a corner: "The master just picked up the girl's jade pendant, please ask the girl to follow me Go and get it back."

She frowned and looked at the direction the boy was pointing for a while. There was a wealthy carriage parked in the corner. The people in the carriage seemed to have sensed something. They opened the curtain and looked at her, then put down the curtain.

It looks familiar, but I don't have much impression.

She quickly turned her eyes back, looked down at the fruit seller who had already packed all the fruits she had picked, and handed over a piece of broken silver from her waist, seeing that the boy was still standing next to her. Winking vigorously, she quickly waved her hand: "You have admitted to the wrong person. I never wear jade pendants. You can see if you have found the wrong person. If the owner is really lost, I will be in a hurry."

The boy stared at her with an unbelievable look for a long time before he cupped his hands and said, "In that case, I'm sorry."

Chu Yuanyuan didn't know why, so he bought some messy things, until Tian Zhen, who was holding several pieces of cloth, came over, and she stabbed Chu Yuanyuan directly with her elbow, almost killing her.

"What's the matter???" She had tears in her eyes from the pain.

Tian Zhen looked at her for a while, his eyes filled with why you are so stupid: "You don't even recognize His Highness?"

Your Highness? ? ?She tilted her head, what kind of Highness? ? ?

Then subconsciously glanced at the corner just now, the young man in the black robe had come down, with his hands behind his back, and he smiled a little when he saw her looking over.

The end is amiable and kills without blood.

His Royal Highness! ! ! ! ! !

No wonder there was such a weird familiarity.

According to rumors, before His Royal Highness the Crown Prince became the Crown Prince, he was only the Prince of Lu who led the army in battle. He could break the enemy's neck by scratching and twisting his hands.

Chu Yuanyuan stuffed all the things into Tian Zhen, and silently pressed his neck that started to ache inexplicably with one hand.

Chu Yuanyuan has never seen the prince's other skills, but the ability to be yin and yang is first-class.

She was sitting opposite His Highness the Crown Prince, and she shrank her legs in the narrow carriage, as if she was afraid of encountering the live King of Hades who would offend her, so she sent herself down to meet the King of Hades.

The little girl hung her head, her fingers resting on her knees and kept stirring, as if she was dying to defend herself: "I haven't seen you in half a month, Your Highness is even more powerful than before, so heroic, I couldn't recognize him at once."

The opposite party refused to talk to each other, and even sneered.

Chu Yuanyuan was covered in cold sweat, his fingers trembled, and he could only laugh a few times in embarrassment: "Hehe, hehe, hehe..."

"Forget it." The prince looked merciful, and gouged her out of the corner of his eye: "You are so forgetful, I don't blame you."

The last few words were almost ground out between the teeth, and the blood was badly mutilated.

As soon as these words came out, Chu Yuanyuan's legs softened and almost knelt on the ground, but this place was too small to use. As soon as he softened, he touched the young man's knee, and sat down tremblingly: "Your Highness, please spare my life. Stupid eyeballs gouged out the current food and drink!"

That talent really laughed, His Royal Highness raised his right leg and put it lightly on the left leg, reached out with his right hand and twisted her chin, and clicked: "Since you know that you are stupid, what will you give to the lonely king? You don't know about stupidity." Is it also passed down?"

In the past half month, Chu Yuanyuan has grown whiter. Although she is not a beautiful woman, she can still be hooked with the thin skin and tender meat. The bowl was still swaying and swinging like tofu brains.

It's so tender that you want to sip it.

Zhang Min choked up the more unpleasant words before uttering them. He was silent for a while and then withdrew his hand: "I'm so stupid."

In a corner that he couldn't see, Chu Yuanyuan secretly rolled his eyes, cursing in his heart that you are the only one who is smart, the one who is unparalleled in the world.

But the face is still dog-legged, nodding and twisting his nose repeatedly, he recognized the name of the idiot: "Yes, yes, if it weren't for His Highness's generosity, I wouldn't be able to live a good life. I don't know where to pinch it." Where's the mud?"

Everyone loves to hear flattery, and His Royal Highness is no exception. He nodded very dignifiedly, then raised his head slightly, and pointed at the seat with his finger: "You still know what's good."

Chu Yuanyuan couldn't figure out what the prince did anyway, maybe it was the brain circuit of the master, he simply asked a few questions about how to eat, how to live, and how he practiced calligraphy and learned the rules. How about it.

As soon as he opened his mouth to ask, she thought of He Xueyan, his mother, a catastrophic beauty with a beautiful appearance and a weird temper, but her hair and fingertips were covered with a rich fragrance.

The dead branches of wintersweet are generally decayed, and they look like they are about to bloom and then will be defeated. They are terribly gorgeous.

It was almost midnight when we returned to the courtyard, the moon was sinking to the west, and the lotus pond was full of moon shadows swaying in the wind.

She wanted to go straight back to her room, but when she walked in front of He Xueyan's room, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

The little girl hung on to her window and looked in like a thief. It was so dark that she couldn't even hear her breathing.

Immediately disappointed, just as he was about to leave, he heard a rustling sound from the room, as if someone sat up from the bed and pulled off his coat to put it on again.

The lights came on all of a sudden, Chu Yuanyuan took a few steps back, and just about to turn around and run away, the window was pulled open from inside with a clatter.

The man was standing in front of the bed with an oil lamp in his hand, his long hair spread out, softly surrounding her snow-white face, his clear pupils showed a soft smile when he saw Chu Yuanyuan, like snow A deadly spirit that cannibalizes people at night.

Chu Yuanyuan swallowed the non-existent saliva, thinking inexplicably that I am not a man, how can I have any spirit, even if it is fatal, so what if I give my life to her.

"Are you back?" He Xueyan laughed, then looked up at the night: "It's so late, did you go to meet your lover?"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is by no means her lover, Chu Yuanyuan looked at her face carefully.

Her face seemed to have just sweated, there was still some glistening liquid on her snow-white cheeks, her lips were still red with mottled tooth marks, and the broken hair on her forehead was also absorbed by sweat.

It was exactly the same as that night.

The little girl asked hesitantly: "Is it aphrodisiacs?"

He Xueyan was stunned for a rare moment, and then nodded with a smile. She put her hand on Chu Yuanyuan's face, and the smile on her face was even stronger: "Will Yuan Yuan think his mother's queen is dirty?"

Maybe it was the hotness brought on by the medicine, the man's ice pick-like fingers, which were cold in summer, were wrapped in a rare warmth, ambiguous and lukewarm.

Chu Yuanyuan swallowed his saliva again, shook his head quickly, just opened his mouth to refute a few words, he felt his lips warm, and two soft and fragrant fingers brushed her lips and brushed her lower teeth , holding her tongue with his fingers intimately, kneading her tongue ambiguously.

The man's water-colored shallow pupils dimmed a bit, and the sound of fingers churning in his mouth was crystal clear in the night.

Chu Yuanyuan's face turned red, and just as he raised his hand to grab He Xueyan's wrist to pull her hand out, he heard the man say, "Did Yuan Yuan become his mother's queen that day?"

She raised her head suddenly, only to see He Xueyan's eyes drooping, her long eyelashes like wings were overturned, and her shallow pupils were hidden in the shadows.

She withdrew her hand, and the fingers that had just stuffed her mouth touched each other, and then separated slightly, a little silver thread was pulled away from the fingertips and soon broke.

The man seemed to laugh again, with rare joy, Chu Yuanyuan raised his head in embarrassment, and saw He Xueyan propping his chin with one hand, with his fingers resting on his lips.

Catching a glimpse of Chu Yuanyuan's sight, she squinted her eyes, then stuck out her tongue, the soft and bright red flesh slid from the root of her finger to the tip of her finger, and the thin water stained her freshly dry fingers again.

He Xueyan smacked her tongue as if appreciating delicious food, clicked twice and smiled: "Sweet."

At that moment, Chu Yuanyuan only felt that thunder was falling from the sky, and it hit her body one after another, blasting her to the point of being scorched on the outside, tender on the inside, and numb in the heart.

This can really kill.

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry, I'm even dirtier after a few months