drink snow and ice

Chu Yuanyuan fell asleep with the beauty on his pillow, and only felt refreshed after waking up.

The whole body is not uncomfortable at all, and it is more effective than taking the elixir.

The beautiful and beautiful queen was wearing a dark blue robe, with her hands hanging down naturally, revealing only a small segment of knuckles like onion tubes.

Her back was facing Chu Yuanyuan, her beautiful head was drooping, and her long eyelashes with crow feathers flitted in the air and stuck tightly together.

Snow-white fingers were sunk in the soft satin quilt.

It looks so fragile, but it feels like it will hurt yourself if you touch it.

He Xueyan is a needle in the cotton and a thorn in the snow.

The little girl was wrapped in a quilt and stretched out her hand to hold her small finger.

The subsequent profile was delicate, with no expression on the snow-white face, and the eyelashes cast a veil-like shadow on the bridge of the nose.

The beautiful tip of the nose is bathed in the sky light, like the pinch of snow on the top of the mountain.

Chu Yuanyuan watched the man flip his palm and held her hand backwards.

She combed her hair in a more formal style today, with a gold-threaded nine-tailed phoenix hairpin inserted into her temples, and a string of blood-red coral beads held in the engraved bird's mouth.

Being so overly gorgeous, it seemed that she was cooler than usual.

"I've thought about it for a long time." He Xueyan turned her face sideways, her light brown pupils shining brightly in the sky, and she suddenly said, "I like you."

The little girl's pupils dilated instantly, her lips trembled uncontrollably, and her two rows of snow-white teeth collided.

Then he showed an unbelievably silly smile.

The little girl lowered her head, and pressed her warm forehead against the back of her hand: "Even if the queen mother lied to me, I would be happy."

Her voice was a little unstable, and at the end she became breathless: "Yuan Yuan deserves to die today."

The man turned around completely, because of the light behind her, she couldn't see the darkness in her eyes at all.

Her other hand also came down, gently touching the top of Chu Yuanyuan's hair, the queen took a soft breath: "I really like you."

It's just that this is out of a self-interested mentality, giving a little bit that I can control, I like it.

She probably will never be able to risk everything to do something for one person.

The serious illness in the past few days made He Xueyan lose a lot of weight.

The clothes that were ordered in spring just don't fit well now.

It's just that the dark blue suits her very well. The patient's skin is pale, and it feels as cold as snow at first glance. Against the background of the dark blue silk, the texture of the skin seems to be radiant.

The emperor has never liked someone so much, maybe because it has never been so difficult to get anything.

The harder it is to get, the more you want to get it.

The more you want it, the harder it is to get it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help coughing a few times.

He and He Xueyan have tortured each other for a year, but neither one wins nor loses.

The woman was facing the wind, a bit of fluffy hair on her forehead was blown, and there was a calm smile on her snow-white face.

Zhang Chao felt that he might be a little old, and began to recall the past again and again.

The girl who was reading the storybook in the side hall that day heard him push open the door, and the light from the skylight entrenched around her like a favorite.

The fine dust flying all over the sky has turned into a brilliant sprinkling of gold.

When she looked back, it was like the beginning of eternal doom.

Tablets for the ancestors of Zhang's royal family are enshrined in royal temples in the suburbs of Kyoto.

Chu Yuanyuan pushed open the curtain with his fingers, and looked for the bright yellow carriage with his eyes.

"What are you looking for?" The young man in black who had been resting with his eyes closed after getting in the car opened his eyes.

The little cook's expression was unnatural, and she pinched her sleeves with her fingers: "The maple leaves are so beautiful, like endless fireworks burning in the middle of the mountain."

The young man's brows twitched, and Zhang Min rarely agreed: "It's very beautiful."

The ancestor worship is scheduled for the second day. Today, the boats and cars are exhausting, and the royal family and nobles are very tired.

I can't wait to get out of the carriage and find the soft bed.

I buried my broken and bumpy body in the soft cotton pile.

Of course Chu Yuanyuan thought so too.

But when she stepped into the courtyard of the female relatives, she was facing He Xueyan's face.

She painted her eyebrows today, and put some pink rouge on her lips.

This is a very gaudy color, but when it falls on her face, it is like a peach blossom that has failed to bloom at the end of spring, relieving the last bit of beauty in the evening.

Fascinating and decadent.

She had a very rare smile on her face, her delicate eyebrows fell calmly, and her shallow pupils were glowing with joy.

The little girl rushed over with enthusiasm, and then directly hugged the waist of the follower.

She has been in poor health, and she has become weaker recently. She was reckless by Chu Yuanyuan and took several steps back before she stopped.

The queen drew out her hand and put her palm on the little girl's back: "You are tired too, go to rest early."

Chu Yuanyuan nodded reluctantly, and suddenly heard He Xueyan ask: "Do you want to sleep with the queen mother?"

It is completely impossible for the little girl to have a second answer to this question, and she almost lost her head.

This time, He Xueyan only brought Lingsha.

It wasn't just a day or two that she didn't like Chu Yuanyuan, but today she saw the little follower behind He Xueyan, and she didn't say a word.

After making the bed, adding a piece of spice to the purple-gold incense burner, he took a last look at Chu Yuanyuan and retreated.

Lingsha is an unlucky bastard who can't do anything, and the spices are too strong.

There was a light bang from the stove, and the smoke spread out all at once, and a thick and overly fragrant strange smell that made people feel a little nauseous rushed straight to the forehead.

Chu Yuanyuan was about to be choked to death.

He Xueyan sighed: "Young girl Lingsha, you can't do anything well."

She pulled out the hairpin casually, and held the blood-red tassel in her hand, like lovesickness and stagnant blood.

Chu Yuanyuan sat on the edge of the bed with his chin in his hands and watched He Xueyan stir spices with a hairpin.

Another window was erected for ventilation.

Then she turned around, with a quiet and gentle smile on her face: "Let's sleep together, Yuanyuan."

Chu Yuanyuan only felt that this sleep was deep, and he wanted to move his hands and feet in his mind, but his body didn't listen.

Until a basin of cold water was poured up.

She opened her eyes, and all she could see was raging flames, the orange-red flames grasping the wind and soaring upwards.

Turning his eyes, he saw Tian Zhen with a black and gray face.

She was still holding the copper basin in her hand, and seeing Chu Yuanyuan looking at it, she threw it away in embarrassment: "It's out of water."

Chu Yuanyuan immediately sat up with a jolt.

At some point, she had already appeared in the courtyard, and several connected rooms were engulfed in flames, and the air was uncontrollably distorted due to the high temperature.

She grabbed Tian Zhen's hand and barely stood up: "Where's the queen? Has she come out?"

Tian Zhen didn't speak, but looked at Chu Yuanyuan with fixed eyes, and finally shook his head.

As soon as the little girl's legs went limp, she instinctively wanted to refute: "Impossible..."

Absolutely impossible.

Just as she was about to continue to deny it, she suddenly heard a heart-piercing cry.

Lingsha pulled away a few thick girls who stood in front of her, and rushed into the fire like crazy.

With a look of recklessness, she cried sobbingly: "Miss, the miss is still inside..."

Chu Yuanyuan felt a pain in his wrist, and when he looked down, he realized that Tian Zhen had grabbed him.

The little girl unconsciously moved a few steps towards the burning wing.

Tian Zhen shook his head: "Don't go, once the fire is under control, His Majesty in the next yard will come over."

"Life and death are a matter of life."

Chu Yuanyuan closed her eyes, she tried her best to persuade herself to calm down.

She has lived for more than ten years, and what she cherishes most is her frivolous life.

But when she closed her eyes, her mind was full of He Xueyan, that beauty who was like a natural disaster and man-made disaster.

In the morning, He Xueyan lowered her head and said softly that she liked her.

The little girl opened her eyes abruptly, snatched the well water just brought up by the maid beside her, gritted her teeth, and drenched herself from head to toe.

Then, ignoring Tian Zhen's astonished gaze, he turned and ran back.

Tian Zhen wanted to grab it, but his fingertips only touched a little bit of wet meat, and it slipped away coldly.

She kicked the door open, and because of the influx of air, the flames inside rushed towards her.

The little girl covered her face with her wet sleeves and walked in without hesitation.

She was actually terrified, but when she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with what she had just said this morning, even if she died today, it would be worth it.

How could she not die, and the person who made her die willingly is gone?

The thick smoke choked badly, but fortunately the fire inside the room was not as scary as it looked outside.

Not daring to delay at all, she stretched out her hand and tore open the burning mosquito net, and lifted the bulging quilt: "Mother's queen..."

But there were only two pillows stuffed under the quilt.

There was no one on the bed.

The little girl took two steps back in disbelief, and looked around. In such a small room, there was almost no other place to hide.

The water vapor on his body was quickly evaporated by the high temperature, and the originally disheveled hair was scalded and curled up.

Her mind was in a mess, as if she hadn't expected the plot to be like this at all.

At this moment, Chu Yuanyuan heard a cough, she turned around, and a woman in a cloak came over.

She didn't seem to come from the fire, but she rushed in from outside the house like Chu Yuanyuan.

The thick cloak was saturated with water, and a delicate jaw was exposed under the hood.

The man took off his hood to reveal his pale face, his clear pupils reflected the firelight, she was so beautiful that she was a little depressed: "Let's go, Yuanyuan."

He Xueyan sighed for a long time, looked at the burnt roof, at this time there was a waning silver moon in the night sky: "I lost."

Chu Yuanyuan had a big dream, she was awakened by her own thirst.

When you open your eyes, you can only see the beauty of the prosperous age that is close at hand.

He teacher Sai Gao.

She tiptoed out of bed and poured herself several glasses of ice water before she managed to sort out the long dream.

When she turned off the light in the living room and returned to her room, she saw that He Xueyan had also woken up.

The little girl who was not young climbed onto the bed and hugged He Xueyan: "Did I wake you up?"

He Xueyan shook her head: "No, I had a dream."

Chu Yuanyuan regained his energy and lay on He Xueyan's lap: "I had a dream too. It was a long, long dream. I had to call your mother in the dream. It was so exciting."

The woman's soft fingers fell down, touching her forehead and cheek caressingly: "It's quite exciting."

She gave He Xueyan a brief description of her dream, focusing all on how to fart rainbows: "Oh my god, the ancient costumes are really beautiful, sick beauty yyds, she can breathe when she speaks, she is weak and beautiful, my husband loves you to death gone."

Teacher He chuckled: "Then it seems that you and I had the same dream."

The little girl hugged her waist and rubbed fiercely: "It's such a sweet dream, but it's not nice that you were almost burned."

He Xueyan was a little ticklish, so he stretched out his hands to hold her down, not allowing her to continue rubbing around.

She also didn't want to interrupt Chu Yuanyuan's dream.

After all, from her point of view, this has nothing to do with beauty at all.

It was just a murder that had been planned for a long time but couldn't be done because of the murderer's sympathy.

And He Xueyan in the dream is exactly the same as reality, a dark egoist.

Will use a balance to weigh emotions and choose actions based on pros and cons.

In the end, he lost to Chu Yuanyuan's passion, and walked back to the fire scene where he wanted to escape but could not.

Fortunately, she and Chu Yuanyuan will grow old together in the end.

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