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Xie Ci didn't expect that 'Shen Tangzhi' could really endure it, he felt depressed, when the other party applied the ointment on his soft and curved mandible, Xie Ci suddenly held the other party's hand.

The little guard's hands are not rough, but there are some thin calluses on the index finger, and one can tell that it is a pair of hands that hold pens all year round.

Xie Ci and the little guard looked at each other, and the other party lowered their eyes first as if hiding.

Xie Ci's mood became more and more bad. He shook off the opponent's hand, slowly raised his waist, and said with a slightly mocking tone: "Shen Tangzhi, do you know what this balm is for?"

With a cold smile on his lips, he said slowly: "Aphrodisiac ointment is specially used to serve the emperor."

"Are you going to send me to his bed with your own hands?"

The guard suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, the veins on the back of his hand were swollen, and his eyes were uncontrollably bloodshot.

The distance between the two is very close, Xie Ci can pinch each other's mandible like training a dog by raising his hand.

Lips and teeth touched, and there was a slightly cool fragrance of mint twin vines between the other's lips, which was very familiar, familiar as if he had smelled it by his side for a long time.

But that was not Shen Tangzhi's usual aromatherapy.

Xie Ci paused suddenly, his feeling of grievance and fullness made him unable to sort out the thoughts in his mind, and he was clearly feeling the kiss gradually exerted by the other party.

It's as if the next moment is hell, an abyss beyond redemption.

Xie Ci let himself be addicted to it, and after an unknown amount of time, when the lack of oxygen passed, the other party's hands were firmly around his waist, and he was sitting on the other party's arms in a baby posture, being held A possessive predator.

dong dong dong-

A maid's respectful voice sounded outside the door: "Your Majesty, the eunuch next to His Majesty has sent an order that His Majesty will come to our Zichen Palace in about a quarter of an hour. After rubbing the ointment, it is time to prepare for the next bed service."

Xie Ci could clearly feel the hands around his waist tightening uncontrollably, he pursed his lips, his face was still flushed, and whispered softly to the people around him: "Now you know how to be jealous again?"

The guard's face was a little gloomy. He never admitted whether he was Shen Tangzhi from the beginning to the end, but his clear voice became hoarse and deep. He said, "Ah Ci, don't let Wu Yanqing touch you."

The hand around the waist became more and more forceful, as if to completely integrate him into the flesh and blood: "You are mine." From birth.

The light in the guard's eyes was even a little weird, revealing a certain kind of paranoia, as if it was due to fate.

Xie Ci smiled, and there was a sweet smile in Xingxing's eyes. He kissed the other side's cheek lightly, and said softly: "Well, I'm yours."

The guard's earlobe was completely red.

When the maids opened the door again, they saw that the concubine, who was full of laziness and pinkness, was slightly closing her eyes, and the little guard pressed the acupuncture points on her head.

No one dared to take a second look at the beauties on the couch, for fear that the eyeliner of the emperor behind them would gouge out their eyes.

As soon as Xie Ci was taken to the bed and settled down, he heard the sound of someone pushing the door open.

Xie Ci glanced sideways at the straight figure of the guard outside the window, even this glance made him feel relaxed for no reason,

Wu Yanqing was obviously different today, he seemed to be in a good mood, his indifferent and frosty face melted a bit, and there was a rare gentle smile on his mouth.

"Ah Ci, starting today, we are married."

The man who has always been reserved and indifferent seems to be unable to restrain the softness in his heart at this time, his brows and eyes are completely full of love and gentleness towards his wife.

Xie Ci just gave a soft 'um', and he stood up, wearing only snow-white obscene clothes, his whole body was as clean as fine snow on the eaves, and even the fragile blood vessels were particularly noticeable.

When he walked to the emperor's side, he was able to restrain his unruly temper and helped Wu Yanqing change his clothes.

There was a smile in Wu Yanqing's eyes, and there was a warm arc in his voice, and it seemed to be a bit of a joke: "Why are you so cute today?"

Xie Ci didn't make a sound, but just glanced at him, his cheeks were a little red, which seemed to be a shy gesture.

Wu Yanqing couldn't help but think of what the nanny told him before, whether it's a man or a woman, as long as he is truly married to someone and has a husband, he will gradually be willing to give himself to the other party.

Wu Yanqing felt warm in his heart, he hadn't felt this way for more than ten or twenty years, it almost made him obsessed.

Even if Xie Ci helped him change his clothes and then lay down on the bed with his back facing him, such a refusal attitude didn't make him feel depressed.

He rubbed the Kamu Buddha beads on the opponent's wrist, feeling at ease.

Wu Yanqing thought that Xie Ci had finally compromised, after all, he was already married to him, not to mention that the two of them had a relationship before, he didn't believe that Xie Ci had no feelings for him.

It's just that when his wrist was wrapped around the other's slender waist, Wu Yanqing felt very clearly that the other's whole body stiffened for a moment, which was an extremely uncomfortable and unbearable posture.

Xie Ci's hair was very thick and smooth, like a fine silk satin. He turned his back to him, his head never turned, and his voice was slightly fearful: "Your Majesty, I, am not ready yet."

Wu Yanqing's eyes softened, he stroked the other's fluffy hair lightly, and said gently: "It's okay, I'll wait for you, Ah Ci, in the future there will only be the two of us, so you can call me Husband."

Xie Ci didn't say a word, Wu Yanqing held his finger, gently pecking and kissing from the light pink finger cover to licking and licking the crevice of the finger.

Xie Ci stiffened even more, he was really afraid, not only did he not feel pleased at all, but felt like he was being targeted by a cold snake.

Finally, he couldn't stand it any longer, so he could only say in a low voice: "Husband, don't mess with me."

Wu Yanqing's eyes became darker, her throat rolled slightly, and she said hoarsely: "Okay, be good, and I won't mess with you if you hold me."

Xie Ci could only turn around as he said, hugging the man's waist.

He was afraid that Wu Yanqing would regret it later, so he forced himself to sleep.

Wu Yanqing didn't know what was going on in his mind, he only said that Xie Ci still needed to get used to it, and in order to make the other party willing, he was willing to endure it.

**

Life after becoming a noble concubine is no different from before. If there is any difference, it is that Wu Yanqing seems to be kissing him more and more unscrupulously, and the desire for him in the other party's eyes is increasing day by day.

Xie Ci was afraid in his heart, and his behavior became more and more domineering during the day, wishing that the other party would get bored with him, but no matter how much he tossed about, Wu Yanqing had no intention of getting angry.

Even the more arrogant he is, the more gentle and indulgent the other party's eyes are, as if it doesn't matter even if he burns this Zichen Palace.

Faint king.Xie Ci cursed inwardly.

The little guard has not always been 'Shen Tangzhi', after all, the other party is a minister of the court, how could he stay in the harem all the time, Xie Ci knew it well, he was even a little proud that he could tell the other party apart.

Xie Ci himself was not the kind of person who would be bound by morality, even if he became a noble concubine, even if he sacrificed to heaven, he would not have the slightest sense of awe.

Wu Yanqing boasted that he was kept in a cage and imprisoned tightly, but the other party never expected that even like this, he could have an affair with 'Shen Tangzhi'.

Sometimes Xie Ci would feel ashamed when his toes were curled up by 'Shen Tangzhi' and his head was dizzy, if Wu Yanqing just came back at this time, what would he do if he saw this scene.

It can be said that the green cloud covers the top, you will be pissed off, right?

Xie Ci just thought about it casually, even with a bit of malice and revenge.

Xie Ci hated Wu Yanqing's always aloof and haughty appearance, which easily reminded him of the stupid things he had done in the past, plus the other party used his father and younger brother to force him to stay in the palace.

Deserve it.

I really want to see the other party look crazy after knowing the truth.

In the hall where the incense was wafting, Xie Ci's clothes were a little messy, he climbed in front of the guards, his fingernails grew a little bit, and stuck into the man's exposed arms like this.

Xie Ci's eyes were filled with steam, he touched the strange and handsome face of the man in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to see you."

The guard clasped the hand on the young man's waist, he understood what the other party meant, but he didn't mean to take off the disguise, but blocked Xie Ci's light pink lips.

Bite and kiss.

The guard whispered: "Wait a little longer."

Xie Ci had a little temper. Hearing this, he bit the other party's neck as punishment, so hard that the thin flesh and bones seemed to ooze blood in the next second.

Seeing that the other party didn't even frown, Xie Ci was a little distressed, but also a little discouraged and said: "You are so boring."

The guard gave a low 'um' sound, very much like an old-fashioned husband who doesn't want to please his wife at all.

Xie Ci whispered: "Brother Chi sent a message a while ago to tell me to pay more attention to the hidden lines in various places in the palace. Maybe I will leave the palace in a while."

The guard raised his eyes to look at him with unclear meaning: "Your brother treats you well."

Xie Ci pursed his lips and smiled lightly, and said in a natural tone: "Of course, Brother Chi has always been very good to me... When we get married in the future, you and him will be a family, we We were ashamed of Brother Chi in the past, and we must treat him better in the future."

The guard's eyes were dark, looking at the small but bright smile on Xie Ci's lips, he suddenly bent his lips and said, "It's natural."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed Xie Ci's cheek, slowly following the arc, and sucked his earlobe again, the heat completely hit the neck of this noble imperial concubine.

Xie Ci hummed softly, and said in a clear and slightly hoarse voice, "You...why are you always like this. You don't feel ashamed."

The guard smiled lowly: "Well, I don't feel ashamed."

Xie Ci's face was steaming, his legs were so weak that he couldn't speak.

The room was filled with warm colors, but the sandalwood door was suddenly pushed open.

Xie Ci was so frightened that he subconsciously dodged to the side, his face was so delicate and beautiful that it seemed that water could drip, but his movements were cowardly and soft, as if anyone who bullied him here would show a look of grievance and cry .

The visitor was dressed in a luxurious dark-gold dragon robe, and the jade beads of the crown were slightly bumped in the eyebrows and eyes. His eyes were dark and gloomy, and the suppressed violence completely burst out in the eyebrows and eyes. Without the suppression of the shackle wood beads, Wu Yanqing at this time It looks like a ghostly ghost.

He didn't say a word, and all the eunuchs behind him knelt down in fright.

Wu Yanqing walked slowly to the couch, his face was full of spooky aura, his black eyes faintly shone with a cold scarlet light.

"Thank you." He said every word.

Xie Ci was already so scared that tears filled his eyes, poor thing, he could only whimper softly.

Wu Yanqing's lips were so white that he almost had no color. He drew out a sword beside the bed, and pointed the sword at the guard's hanging head.

Xie Ci was already terrified, seeing this scene, his heart almost jumped out.

He almost shrieked in front of the guards, and cried while suppressing the collapsed situation: "Husband, Your Majesty, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't kill him, I beg you, don't kill him!" OK?"

Wu Yan's cold and white face lacked the slightest trace of blood, and his eyes were full of scarlet when he looked at Xie Ci.

His throat was throbbing, he didn't say a word, his expression was like a ghost.

After a while, Wu Yanqing laughed lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't kill him, ha."

Xie Ci was afraid and fearful, even if he was afraid of this, he still hugged the guards tightly and refused to leave.

Wu Yanqing slowly bent his spine, his hands were a little blue, he held the sword in one hand and pinched Xie Ci's chin with the other, separated him from the guards, and held him tightly in his arms.

Wu Yanqing whispered in Xie Ci's ear, "Look."

As he spoke, he sent the sword into the guard's heart, deflecting it a little.

Xie Ci was very close, he almost stared blankly at the scene in front of him, he couldn't even scream.

Wu Yanqing put down the sword in his hand slowly, gently brushed away the blood spattered on Xie Ci's pale cheek with his thumb, and said softly: "He is dead, you killed him, Ah Ci."