Palace chaos blue silk

A trace of warmth led her away from the endless black abyss.

On the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, there is heavy snow in the middle of winter, and the auspicious snow heralds a good year. "Jing Wennian, a wise king, recruits talents, recommends good strategies, and the country is strong, and the people sing." Ballads and poems all praise today's son for governing the country.

In Qiande Palace, Emperor Jingwen was crouching in front of the desk, writing the memorial, his face becoming more and more serious.Outside the northern border, there are Dili, Dingling, Jie, and Chile tribes outside the Great Wall who are eyeing up and causing trouble. This winter is extremely cold, nomadic outside the Great Wall, supplies are scarce, and the severe winter is hard to endure.

Judging from the letters of Mobei, the dead bones of horses were found in the areas where the Jie and Dingling peoples passed, and they used horses as food. For the nomadic people who regard horses as the most important thing, they have fallen into a difficult situation.

There have also been many looting incidents on the border. The strength of various ethnic groups alone cannot capture the Yanshan Pass, the defense line in Mobei. I am afraid that the various ethnic groups outside the Great Wall, who have always been unruly and loose, are forced to cooperate due to hunger and cold.

Yanshan Pass is the first line of defense to protect the Great Zhou Dynasty. It is guarded by General Ning Qishan. Pregnant and heir, but can be promoted all the way to imperial concubine.

In Ning Qishan's letter, he thoroughly analyzed the situation in Mobei and how to deal with it in detail, but at the end of the letter, he wrote that the Ning family has always been loyal to the emperor when he heard that the emperor banned his concubines. There is a reason, if the Ning family is worried that they will not be able to fight the enemy with all their strength, please think twice, Your Majesty.

The Ning family has the military power in their hands, and their power should not be underestimated. This time Concubine Ning Guifei framed the queen, if she punished the Queen, it would be difficult to appease the Duan family and frighten the Ning family. Just a little pleading.But the words in Ning Qishan's letter seemed to be threatening. Since ancient times, what the emperor feared and hated the most was being threatened. This made Emperor Jingwen Long Wei furious.

In the plum garden, the queen mother is sitting in the small pavilion in the garden, the plum grove is covered with snow, red plums are dotted, lonely and in full bloom, quiet and indifferent, a gust of wind blows, the plum grove blows snow, and the petals are scattered one after another. The snow-green white meets the scorching red. Winding, flowers flying all over the sky, end is a beautiful scenery.

"It's still the empress who is considerate and considerate, and is willing to go out with the elderly to relax and enjoy the plum blossoms." The maids busily took out pastries and tea from the food boxes. Collar, hanging yellow belt, well maintained, except for the fine lines around the eyes, the skin in the [-]s is still smooth and delicate,

"Time stands still, and the concubine can't see any traces of time on the queen mother," Duan Ruohua said with a smile,

"You, your mouth is much sweeter than before." The Empress Dowager smiled and was very useful. Duan Ruohua gently put the tea in front of the Empress Dowager,

"Behind Concubine Ning is General Zhenbei, who holds the military power and suppresses the border. The news of the foot ban is spreading. I'm afraid it's not good." The queen mother picked up the snack, put the orchid finger, and raised the armor slightly, and put it in her mouth.

"Two days ago, the emperor came to see Ai's family and said this. Things have two poles, and cause and effect interact with each other. General Zhenbei is the bondage of Concubine Ning. Similarly, Concubine Ning is also the bondage of General Zhenyuan. This incident shocked the frontier, and Long Wei should not be underestimated. General Ning will return in triumph, and I am afraid that he will give up."

Duan Ruohua felt relieved after hearing these words, took up the teacup in his hands, and admired the plum blossoms in a daze,

"She did it on her own, and you are still worried, which is really generous",

The queen mother said slowly, seeing her quiet appearance, but the appearance of that person surged in her heart, she couldn't help but say,

"The concubine Chen who drove first is also from your Duan family, and her eyebrows and eyes are very similar," Duan Ruohua replied,

"It's the concubine's aunt",

The same indifference, the same delicate thoughts, but that person couldn't get past the magic barrier after all, and went to a dead end. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel emotional and feel sad. Duan Ruohua saw the empress dowager's eyes wandering, as if in memory, Merlin Falling snow is as disturbing as people's hearts.

In Muxia Palace, Qingsheng was lying on the couch, the clothes on her body had been changed, and the corner of her mouth still had a bitter smell of medicine. It definitely couldn't be made by that domineering concubine. The only one who can come and go freely and take care of herself is probably only The cloud fell.

Her face was pale, she forced herself to stand up, and walked slowly to the backyard. The familiar place was unusually quiet, and the sound of falling snow could be heard in the entire Muxia Palace.

The body is weak, the beauty lying at the door is leaning on it, watching the snowflakes falling from the hazy sky, the paw prints of sparrows are reflected in the distance, near, and on the white road, but there is no footprint, ah, Muxia Palace, It has also become a cold palace.

After she woke up, Yun Qing didn't come anymore. Logically, there would be eunuchs bringing food over, but in those few days, she didn't even have the strength to walk, so she had to spend a few hours walking and resting. I went to the nearest kitchen to get some remaining frozen and stiff steamed buns, covered them with my hands, and then ate them. Most of the time, I shrank under the quilt, shivering, and the time was really long.

The hard days may be endless, but they will eventually pass. Qing Sheng always comforted herself like this, and her hands and feet gradually gained strength, but she still stubbornly stayed in the backyard. If the remaining images in her mind are not mistaken, Concubine Ning Gui is also grounded In this palace, she would rather find something to eat in the kitchen than to provoke, or even face to face.

It turns out that being alone is the best, without worries or worries.

She swept the snow in the backyard, picked up a branch, twirled her wrist lightly, and danced the Wind Shadow Sword. If she didn't exercise her body, she might not even be able to survive this winter.

The branch in his hand flickered quickly, drawing an arc in the air, the blue shirt flew, pointing, stabbing, plucking, chopping, hitting, standing still, raised his sleeves and gently wiped the thin sweat on his forehead Zhu, breathing slightly.

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☆, New Year's Eve

The author has something to say: I don’t understand why I don’t like the cold end of the service, well, the scene with the imperial concubine has begun..

"I thought you were dead."

She heard the reputation and looked, Concubine Ning was wearing a fox fur cloak, her hair was hanging down her waist, she said coldly, Qing Sheng didn't say a word, she took the branches and walked into the house,

"Hey, I didn't hear you when I was talking to you",

Concubine Ning shouted in a panic, but Qing Sheng ignored her and walked on, Concubine Ning rushed over and stopped in front of her,

"How dare you ignore me." She widened her eyes and looked domineering. It's just that she didn't apply makeup today, and without her usual delicately drawn black eyebrows and raised eye ends, she looked a bit childish , After all, you are only 21 years old. In modern times, you haven't even graduated from university?

Qing Sheng sighed, took a step to the left, Concubine Ning also took a step, turned to the right, she also turned to the right, turned and left.

Seeing her like this, Concubine Ning rushed forward angrily, reached out and grabbed her sleeve, Qing Sheng slipped her hand and pulled it back, Concubine Ning snorted coldly,

"Flower boxing embroidered legs",

Turn claws into palms, hands into electricity, and slap them vigorously,

"Ning Zimu, enough is enough", Qing Sheng frowned,

Shoulder tilted to the side, suddenly relieved, and was about to run away as soon as he raised his footsteps, Ning Zimu snorted, but wrapped his hands around Qingsheng's arm,

"You dare to call me by my name, let's see how you escape",

Qing Sheng resisted in a hurry, one came aggressively and made fierce moves, the other didn't want to fight and was too busy to take care of himself, the two of them passed each move one by one, Qing Sheng turned his heels, bent his waist, dodged the attack, turned sideways to retreat, but his back He took a sudden slap, his feet were unsteady, he fell to the ground and rolled, and his weak body was a little dizzy.

Ning Zimu jumped into the air, like a dexterous civet cat, and like a wild goose spreading its wings, bowed left and right, clapped his left hand, and clawed his right hand, grabbed his arm, folded it back violently, and clasped Qingsheng's wrist backwards. In a pile, Qingsheng staggered and fell to the ground. Ning Zimu pressed Qingsheng's folded wrist with his right hand, and pressed his knee on her waist, making her unable to move. Then he said triumphantly,

"The tiger father has no dog daughter. How can the daughter of the Great General Zhenbei be bullied? I tell you that the emperor will let me go out when my father and brother know the news. If you continue to ignore me, you will suffer a lot in the future." ",

Qing Sheng was pressed down, her face pressed against the cold ground, struggling desperately. Seeing this, Ning Zimu clasped her wrist harder,

"To accept or not to accept",

Qing Sheng grinned in pain, but stubbornly didn't send a glance. Ning Zimu's knees were a little tired, so he took advantage of the situation and directly straddled Qing Sheng's body.

"Have you ever said that you are like the fire horse of Bengong?" The more Qingsheng struggled, the stronger the strength in his hands became.

Qingsheng exhausted all his strength, and couldn't get away, so he simply remained motionless, allowing Ning Zimu to ride on him, for a while, when Ning Zimu saw her, he didn't move, lost interest, got up and let go, and muttered,

"It's really a rock, stuffy and hard." Qing Sheng got up, patted the mud stains on his body, and stood in front of Ning Zimu, his clothes were messy, his face and body were covered with mud, and his dead eyes were caused by what happened just now. Fighting, more waves.

Ning Zimu saw that she was staring at him, a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, but the proud Ning Zimu tidied up his clothes leisurely, and proudly said,

"Skills are not as good as others, so you should admit defeat. From now on, you will still be my palace maid, so don't resist, otherwise I will compete with you several times a day." Qing Sheng looked at her bitterly, with sparks of reluctance to admit defeat flickering in her eyes, Ning Zimu hid his smile,

"Of course, if one day you beat me, I won't be able to control you. Before that day comes, go and clean up my bedroom."

Qingsheng turned around silently, took something, and followed Ning Zimu into the bedroom. The place was quite large, and the cold wind was blowing. She glanced at it and saw that there was new charcoal in the charcoal stove. It is expected that the emperor would not make things difficult for her. Everything is available, but the charcoal fire has not been lit, Qing Sheng glanced at Ning Zimu hesitantly, she seemed to have checked something, proudly said,

"What do you look at, I don't know how to make a fire." Sure enough, he was born in a family, and it is so natural to say that he can't even say that he can't. Qing Sheng thought faintly, took the fire bag, hay, and lit the charcoal stove. After a while, the warmth came Come on, Ning Zimu took off his cloak, and while drinking tea and reading a book, he directed Qing Sheng to clean the bedroom.

The golden crow falls, the afterglow shines down, Qing Sheng's tired back hurts, she frowns, and prepares to go back to the house,

"Has I allowed you to leave?" A domineering voice came from behind, Qing Sheng turned around silently, with anger in her eyes, Ning Zimu saw her eyes flicker, but smiled at the corner of her mouth,

"Come here and serve me a meal",

What, let's not let people eat, but watch you eat?Qingsheng clenched and loosened his fists, grinding his teeth gently, and presented the food box sent by the eunuch, and took out the meals one by one, including drunk chicken, hibiscus shrimp, green wing soup, three delicacies dragon and phoenix balls, glutinous rice lotus leaf rolls, almond bergamot, green Sheng's eyes widened. It seemed that the emperor ordered her not to neglect her. This little overlord is really not to be messed with.

Qing Sheng busily fetched the bowls and chopsticks, placed and served the dishes, dejectedly, and stood on one side in a daze, while Ning Zimu tasted some of each, and kept saying,

"Drunken chicken tastes delicious, wine tastes sweet, not bad",

"Dragon and Phoenix balls are full of freshness and melt in the mouth",

The people beside him who were listening were swallowing more and more loudly, and the smile on the corner of Ning Zimu's mouth also widened.

"Okay, let's sit down and eat together, my stomach is rumbling, which affects my appetite",

Qing Sheng looked at his stomach suspiciously, there was no sound, anyway, he sat down, set up the bowls and chopsticks, and began to eat, thinking, when the sky is red and the rain is falling, and the sun is rising in the west, when will this little bully become human.

Suddenly, there was a bang, and Qing Sheng, who was so frightened, dropped his chopsticks and was about to slip away. Suddenly, when he looked up, he saw Ning Zimu open the window. In the night sky, fireworks bloomed and firecrackers sounded.

Ning Zimu's face illuminated by the fireworks was flickering, his eyes sparkled with starlight, a look of loneliness flashed across his domineering face in the past, Qing Sheng turned his face away, and continued to bury his head in eating, letting the big mouthfuls of rice fill his heart. A trace of pity was suppressed fiercely, the fireworks outside the window continued to rise, bursting in the air, blooming fireworks, reflecting the night sky like day, before the moment, the sound faded away, the night sky calmed down, the moonlight was blue, silver light like water.

Ning Zimu looked up at the sky, wearing a gold-rimmed red brocade jacket and a crescent-shaped phoenix-tail skirt. The cold wind outside the house shivered slightly, his face turned pale by the moonlight, and he murmured,

"In previous years, I didn't think the fireworks on New Year's Eve were so short",

It turns out that today is New Year's Eve, no wonder she was provocative during the day, and let me eat with her again, maybe it's the first time to watch the New Year alone, and I feel lonely in my heart, Qing Sheng thought so, and said awkwardly,

"Put on your clothes"

Ning Zimu was silent when he heard the words, and after a while, he closed the window, turned around, ignored Qing Sheng, raised his haughty chin,

"I'm no better than you, my body is as weak as a chicken",

Qing Sheng paused for a moment, grinding his teeth, Bai was kind, Bai was kind.

After the two had finished their meal, it was already late at night, and Qing Sheng was about to leave when Ning Zimu spoke again,

"Go to boil water, wash your body, from today onwards, you can warm up my bed",

What?Qing Sheng rubbed his ears, as if he heard something unbelievable,

"Do you know what will happen if I ask Bengong to tell you the second time?" The corner of Xiaobawang's eyes twitched, and Qing Sheng ran away in a hurry.

Qingsheng was soaked in a wooden barrel, heaven and man were at war, the shadow of losing her body that day was still there, she stayed, her body was hard to protect, she fled, her life was hard to save, her head was in a pile, and she couldn't think of a way, so she had to drag on and put on her clothes. With his head drooping, he walked towards the bedroom with heavy steps.

☆, rainy night

Outside the door, dark clouds cover the moon, and inside the door, a lamp is like a bean. Ning Zimu holds a teacup in one hand and a scroll in the other. It looks like she is from the family of a general. Unlike Duan Ruohua who likes to read poems and songs, she likes to read Some folk unofficial history, biographies.

Qingsheng stood at the door, wrapped in a loose white robe, her blue hair was hanging down her waist, it was wet, and the water on the hair that forced her to walk in a short distance was frozen, and her small face was pale with cold. Turning red, entering the dormitory, the warm wind blows, the ice in the hair turns into water, dripping along the hair, Ning Zimu glanced at it, and said lightly,

"Dry your hair",

Qing Sheng dried her hair, took off her long robe, lifted the quilt and lay down in it. The quilt was as cold as iron in snow, and she couldn't help shivering. I started to warm up slowly.

She is weak, but her hands and feet are warm, not as cold as Duan Ruohua's all year round, and she doesn't know how that person with cold hands and feet survived this severe winter, so she thought about it, shook her head again, and put aside her thoughts.

After the bed was warmed up gradually, sleepiness hit, Qingsheng's eyelids were fighting, and he was drowsy. He heard someone's voice faintly in his ears. He was so sleepy that he couldn't wake up. ..., with a slap, a slap on the face, Qing Sheng woke up startled, covering her face, staring at the instigator with wide eyes, but her eyes were too small to be intimidating, and the man was looking at her triumphantly,

"Quickly get out of my bed",

Qingsheng muttered twice, as soon as she got out of the warmth of the bed, her whole body was agitated, she quickly pulled off her outer robe, and wrapped herself up.

As soon as the door was opened, dark clouds covered the moon, the darkness was boundless, and a gust of wind suddenly picked up. Qing Sheng shrank and closed the blown neckline, stepped over the threshold, and walked outside.

Suddenly, a white light split across the sky, and the silver light flew down like a snake, illuminating the night sky like day, and the thunder resounded across the sky, so frightened that Qing Sheng almost fell on the threshold with his legs weak, and then the strong wind blew up, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the windows and doors swayed. The sound of being blown was crackling. I was afraid that it would rain heavily, so I had to go quickly. Qing Sheng had just stepped out of her legs when she heard a calm voice behind her.

"Don't go, come back",

Huh?Qing Sheng turned back to the house, bolted the door, and also shut off the lightning and thunder outside,

"I see the thunder outside, I'm afraid it may be dangerous, let's stay tonight", Qing Sheng was taken aback, it's dangerous to stay,

"The servant is not afraid of the danger outside, and dare not disturb the mother's rest." Qingsheng pretended to be polite, but did not let her catch her.

"You are not afraid of me..., don't need to say much, just stay as long as you are told",

The little overlord is playing domineering again, Qing Sheng thought bitterly, turned around and went to the cabinet, took out the quilt and bed, and slept on the side couch, it was cold and hard, Qing Sheng curled up under the quilt, shivering.

A white light flashed, illuminating the room as bright as day, followed by another thunder, like a golden dragon roaring in the night sky, ferocious and terrifying,

"Qingsheng... are you there?", a trembling voice forced to calm down floated by,

"Hmm...", Qing Sheng covered herself under the quilt, and replied muffledly,

The raindrops pounded heavily on the roof of the verandah, and a thunderbolt suddenly fell, and the deafening thunder sounded like a thunder god knocking on a big gong in the sky.

"Qingsheng... are you there?", pretending to be calm but with fear and fear, the voice drifted past again, resentful like a ghost,

"Well...", Qingsheng hid under the quilt and didn't want to pay attention to her, but the voice of resentment was accompanied by every lightning and thunder, drifting past from time to time,

"Qingsheng... are you there?"

"Qingsheng... are you there?"

"Qingsheng... are you there?"

Qingsheng covered her ears and fell into a deep sleep. Suddenly, she stepped on Qingsheng's stomach with one foot. She grinned and inhaled due to the pain, lifted the quilt, sat up and shouted,

"What do you do if you don't sleep in the middle of the night!",

Ning Zimu Qingsi hung down his waist, his face was as white as paper, and his frightened little face became annoyed when he was yelled at like this. He pointed at Qingsheng and said loudly,

"Come up and sleep with me",

As soon as the words fell, both of them were taken aback for a moment, and then the little bully continued to look down domineeringly, with his phoenix eyes raised, and a mighty aura gushed out, and it came naturally, and there was a thunder, the aura faded away, and his figure was extremely Quickly retracting the quilt, Qing Sheng silently walked to the side of the bed, and lay down far away from the person.

The strange smell of green grass came over, clear like a spring, just like the smell left just now, Ning Zimu saw that Qing Sheng was far away, with his back facing her, no one had ever dared to turn his back on this noble concubine, just like this let people hide not enough

In a rage, she lost her mind, moved over decisively, and hugged Qing Sheng from behind.

The fragrance of green grass is clearer, the mind is peaceful, and the whole body relaxes inexplicably.It was freezing cold when I got out of bed just now, so I put my feet on Qingsheng's calf, and my hands on her lower abdomen, Qingsheng was shocked by the cold, and was about to shake off,

"Dare to be rude to me", the warning words came from behind.Who was being rude to whom? Qing Sheng gritted his teeth, but dared not move.

Every thunderstorm night, Ning Zimu, who was a child, would hide in his mother's arms. Tears, she searched all over the house, but couldn't find her mother's arms, her father's eyes were red, and her brothers' cheeks were full of tears.

As if she understood her mother's departure, she hid in the house and didn't let anyone approach her. She hugged her legs and her cheeks were soaked with tears. After losing her mother, she has become more and more stubborn and spoiled, bullying others, and only revealing her rare weakness during thunderstorm nights.

The pleasant smell of green grass lingers in the nose, the gradually warm hands and feet, the steady heartbeat in the arms and the sound of breathing in the ear, as if hiding in the arms of the mother, Ning Zimu feels at ease, and the sound of thunderstorm outside the house seems to gradually fade away Only then did she relax, and lightly closed her eyes, but felt that the skin under her hands and feet was as smooth as fat, delicate and soft, and she couldn't help stroking her hands and feet a few times, the touch was pleasant, and she couldn't help caressing her lower abdomen curiously, sighing in her heart, How can the skin of this slave who is used to rough work be so wonderful.

Qingsheng was being hugged depressedly, she was very concerned about the distance between her and people, the difference between intimacy and intimacy, not being close to people, not used to physical touch, the soft body behind her was lying on her hands and feet, like an octopus Like, cling to yourself.

When she was thinking about how to break free, suddenly Ning Zimu's hands and feet became dishonest!He actually touched it dishonestly!

Qingsheng took a breath, held her breath, and didn't dare to move.

When Ning Zimu was touching vigorously, he suddenly felt Qingsheng's heart beating and his breathing was not smooth. breath blows,

"It turns out that Qingsheng likes this, so is he completely devoted to Duanhou?"

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☆, taming

Qing Sheng was shocked, her face was full of shame and anger, she broke free from the restraint with her arms, rolled over and got off the bed, eager to get out, but Ning Zimu's hands were knotted, locked tightly around her waist, and he raised his legs to hold her down. The struggling legs made her unable to break free. Qingsheng was exhausted after only a few strokes. The blush on her face from the exertion spread to her ears, neck and exposed skin. Panic and timidity flashed across her face. Loudly, I had to lower my voice to shout,

"Don't mess around, you are a noble concubine",

"Now that I know the identity of Ben Gong, don't you see Ben Gong in your eyes?" Seeing her flustered expression, Ning Zimu smiled, pressed Qing Sheng's legs, pressed Qing Sheng's hands with his right hand, and raised Qing Sheng with his left hand. Pulling off her underwear with her hands, a corner of the moon-white apron is slightly exposed, her skin is like snow, and there may be a faint fragrance,

"No wonder Emperor Jing almost couldn't hold back that night, this touch is really wonderful",

Ning Zimu kept uncovering Yuebai's bellyband with his left hand, exposing her skin, and when the cold wind blew, fine particles formed, and her hair stood on end.

Ning Zimu stroked her palm down, playing with the softness of her chest, the good feel made her narrow her eyes, and slowly moved her left hand down, the painful memories of that day flooded into Qingsheng's mind, she struggled harder, Shamed and hated, he gritted his teeth and shouted,

"Don't..don't.. bastard...", Ning Zimu held back his sinister smile, his face was full of jokes, and he took a light breath, which made the skin on her chest flushed slightly, and slowly Slowly said,

"Don't be afraid...it won't hurt this time", the downward trend of the left hand did not slow down, it slid over the navel and the grass, and reached directly in front of the gully,

"Please~~don't~~", Qingsheng panicked and begged with a loss of composure, feeling the foreign object pressed against the deep part of her leg,

The pain of that day came to her mind, Qing Sheng clamped her legs desperately, tried her best to turn over, to prevent her from succeeding, but Ning Zimu smiled cruelly, forced her knees in, forced her to separate her legs, her body Slowly leaning down, hot air sprayed on Qing Sheng's face,

"Why bother to struggle, just be the man of the palace, Huo Lin", Qing Sheng didn't know that Ning Zimu was taming her like a horse, Ning Zimu slowly poked her fingers in, and as soon as he entered, he touched the secret place She sucked it tightly, and a mass of scorching heat surrounded her fingers. For her, it was a novel feeling, a feeling she had never experienced before.

"Ning Zimu, I hate you",

Qing Sheng's words spilled from between clenched teeth, eyes flashed with humiliation, Ning Zimu, how could you treat other people's bodies as playthings, and bully and abuse them at will, just because you are arrogant and arrogant? Say, are all men low?

Ning Zimu hooked the corners of his mouth, with a disapproving expression on his face, but his fingers began to twitch slowly, the flames teased by his fingers ignited the remaining love medicine in his body, red tide flashed across Qing Sheng's face, and an inexplicable tingling sensation came from The lower abdomen rose and spread to the body, suddenly making her weak and unable to break free, she could only bite her lower lip tightly, and buried her head deeply in the pillow.

Ning Zimu's face was full of interest, she pulled out her hand, and stretched out her honey-stained fingers to Qing Sheng's eyes, humming,

"Hate me? What is this?"

Qing Sheng blushed with shame, and buried herself in the pillow without saying a word. Ning Zimu grabbed her hair, causing her to raise her head, and put her fingers close to her lips. Qing Sheng clenched her teeth tightly, her eyes Anger and passion are intertwined.

Ning Zimu caressed her lips with his fingers, and a sweet and emotional taste came from her lips. Qing Sheng was extremely ashamed, and opened her mouth to bite, but Ning Zimu took the opportunity to pinch her chin with three fingers, and the index finger and middle finger were wanton in her mouth. Free, the taste from the fingers filled the entire mouth intensely, pulling the flames in the lower abdomen and dyeing it, the corners of the mouth flowed with unswallowable saliva,

"It's like this, no wonder even the emperor of the three thousand harem can't control it..." Ning Zimu intertwined his fingers with her tongue, jokingly laughing,

"Shameless.",

Qing Sheng cursed vaguely, Ning Zimu stretched out his finger, dipped in water, tender as a peeled onion, straight down, palm on the secret place, fingers twitched faster.

Wave after wave surged from Qingsheng's body to her limbs, the pleasure engulfed her in an instant, her mind struck like lightning, her toes curled up, her fingers tightly grasped the brocade quilt, and with a muffled groan, Qingsheng fell from the clouds, panting heavily , Ning Zimu saw her let out, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, let go of her hands and feet, pulled off the sleeves and dragged them in his hands, and said softly,

"It's late at night, let's rest."

what?Qing Sheng didn't believe what she listened to. She saw that the person next to her had fallen asleep, her hands were still holding on to the hem of her clothes, her face was innocent and cute, the humiliation was still on her face, she stared at the sleeping person, her slender Neck, I really want to stretch out my hand to grab it, but finally heaved a long sigh, fell on the bed, turned over and couldn't sleep, opened my eyes until the sky was dim, and fell asleep.

In the morning, Ning Zimu woke up. After sleeping peacefully all night, she was in a good mood. Looking at the sleeping Qing Sheng, she had a thin pointed minibus, slender eyes, and straight eyelashes. Like a butterfly fluttering its wings, its brows were slightly frowned, obviously it was not a good dream, and its eyelashes trembled slightly.

Suddenly, Qingsheng opened her eyes suddenly, the sun was shining outside the window, she had to squint her eyes slightly, her face was a little blue, in her dreams, sometimes it was Duan Ruohua's stern back, her cold words, and sometimes it was Ning Zimu's ruthless voice. The smiling face and domineering look flashed back and forth in the dream.

When she got used to the light, Ning Zimu's enlarged face caught her eyes. Qing Sheng trembled and couldn't help but move back a few times, her face was full of caution and precaution.

"Did you not sleep well last night?" Ning Zimu curled his lips and smiled softly.

An unnatural blush flashed across Qing Sheng's face, she didn't even look at Ning Zimu, she just lowered her head and got off the bed, put on her clothes in a hurry, even kicked a shoe under the bed in a panic,

"Let's change the clothes for Bengong." Ning Zimu sat on the edge of the bed, opened his hands, and looked lazily, like a cat stretching its waist, seemingly soft and harmless, but with its sharp claws hidden. If you are not careful, you will be scratched deeply by her.

Qing Sheng was in a mess in his heart, he didn't want to argue with her, so he just lowered his head and took the clothes for Ning Zimu to put on.Seeing her obedient appearance, Ning Zimu didn't know whether Qing Sheng didn't want to talk to her, or whether the tameness last night had played a role, and he couldn't help but feel proud again, the corners of his lips curled up like a new moon hanging in the night sky .

"Come and comb your hair," Ning Zimu said lazily while sitting in front of the makeup mirror,

Qing Sheng lowered his head and lowered his eyes, took the horn comb, lightly brushed the hair, the comb teeth slid through, and combed the strands one by one, but his mind drifted away, his eyes were as deep as water, but occasionally the breeze blew, causing ripples.

After a while, the movement of his hands still did not stop. Ning Zimu saw her absent-minded appearance from the mirror, and he was still thinking, his face darkened, and he snorted coldly,

"That's enough, comb the bun, you can do whatever you want." Qing Sheng just woke up, and hurriedly grasped the horn comb that was so frightened that it almost fell off, quickly glanced at Ning Zimu, hesitated for a moment, and then murmured,

"Won't",

"Oh?" Ning Zimu frowned. As a woman, especially a maid who serves others, she can't comb a bun, which is really surprising.

"Anything goes",

Qingsheng pondered for a moment, dressed as she usually does, casually pulled her blue hair, put on the hairpin, and said,

"Here, it's all right." Ning Zimu finally twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes flashed with power,

"If it were in the past, I will definitely kill you", even if such harsh words are spoken from her lazy voice, there is still an indescribably romantic taste, but if you know her well, you must understand those words There is a strong killing intent hidden inside.

"You can do your own bun," Qingsheng shrank his neck and murmured,

"Then what's the use of sending someone down, isn't it all going to be beheaded?"

Ning Zimu frowned, her phoenix eyes were full of murderous intent, and the majesty of a natural nobleman gushed out. Qing Sheng's eyelids jumped in fright, and she took a step back quietly. Seeing her shrinking, Ning Zimu The anger subsided inexplicably, and he took off the hairpin casually, and his black hair hung down like a waterfall, letting it drape over his shoulders.

It turns out that you don't even know how to comb yourself, so what's so fierce, Qing Sheng muttered.A certain beauty moved her ears, and threw a murderous look over her.

"Ah, I forgot breakfast," Qing Sheng walked away.

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☆, clear tea

Fengqi Palace, Duan Ruohua leaned on the beauty tower, holding an ink painting of mountains and rivers in his hand, observing carefully, the teacups on one side of the table were filled with lingering white air, and the bright yellow phoenix robe faded away, still a The brocade shirt with dark pattern of Xiyuebai looks noble and unpretentious, ethereal and light.

She is like a cup of tea, you can see it at a glance, it is simple and quiet, but it is clear water and green buds, you can see the bottom at a glance.

But when you get closer, you will be blown towards your face. The breath of the morning dew, under careful scrutiny, is like the snow on the branches under the bright moon in the Tianshan Mountains, or like the dew of the green lotus in the heart of the emerald lake.

Any light sip will taste all kinds of tastes. It turns out that this cup of tea is like a forest with broken mountains and bright bamboos hidden in the wall.

If you are deceived by the coldness like water, you are not worthy of tasting the thousands of styles.

She only blooms for those who have a heart, and is fragrant for those who know her.

"Your Majesty, Eunuch Li from Qiande Palace is here to report. The holy driver will rest in Fengxi Palace tonight, and he will be here in a moment." Yun Qing, dressed in an indigo skirt, walked in with a serious face, and saluted. replied,

"Yun Qing, you went back to Eunuch Li and said that I am not feeling well and have already rested."

Duan Ruohua put down the ink painting of mountains and rivers, his face was indifferent, as if he didn't care much, but his brows were lightly frowned, his face was a bit cold,

"Your Majesty, since the few days since I returned to Fengqi Palace, every time the emperor comes up, he always shirks in every possible way, and this is not a long-term solution."

In Yun Qing's heart, she couldn't bear to see her bowing down to others, but she had to be considerate, so she looked distressed. After hesitating for a while, she finally persuaded slowly,

"A few days ago, my palace asked people to find the daughter of the prefect of Gyeongju, a beautiful girl who is somewhat similar to my palace. At that time, she will be sent to the palace and arranged for the emperor to be lucky. After a few days, his mind will not be here. ",

Duan Ruohua smiled lightly, like a orchid in the valley, reclusive and independent, but his eyes were so cold that water dripped out. Yun Qing had been with her for a long time, so he knew that she was extremely unhappy at this time.

Yun Qing and Duanhou have known each other for many years, but they have never fully understood her, but every time they get to know her better, it is always like a corner of a treasure just dug up, surprising, joyful, and exciting, and they can't help but want to explore more. Discover treasures buried in ever-deeper depths.

It makes you out of reach, and hooks you so that you can't extricate yourself from it. You can't stop guessing and guessing, so you have to lose a little more admiration.

She is faintly indifferent, but you can't resist her attraction.

Mingming was in the back position, but he had nothing to do with the world, let the emperor be demoted to the cold palace, and died in a miserable state;

Obviously talented, but detached from the outside world, playing chess by himself all day long, trapped in an isolated city;

Mingming is proud and arrogant, but he insists on going his own way, forcing himself to please the emperor and accept Huan's subordinates.

Yun Qing looked at her with some hesitation, although she was still cold and indifferent as always, but Yun Qing knew that her coldness in the past was deep down, she got rid of emotions and desires, broke away from the world of mortals, and saw through all life, old age, sickness and death, gathering and parting.

Its life is like floating, its death is like resting

This sentence realizes the extreme, and shows indifference, life is born to float in the world, and death returns to peace.There is no need to care about life and death indifferently.

As if recalling what Duanhou used to say to her in the past,

"Those who are sad and happy are the evil of virtue; those who are happy and angry are the fault of the way; those who like and dislike are the fault of virtue."

"The nature of water, if it is not mixed, it will be clear, if it is not moving, it will be flat; It is also the way to nourish the gods."

Tranquil and indifferent, with nothing to do, she turned herself into calm water in this way, getting rid of all delusions and attachments, letting go of all sorrow, anger, joy and dislike, to know the dead, and to follow the principles of heaven.

But now, in Yun Qing's eyes, her coldness is just a cover-up, and the sadness and sorrow that occasionally flickered, against the background of the exile's character, seems to be a fairy tainted with the atmosphere of the world of mortals.

Inadvertently falling into the love of the world, trying to hide the panic in my heart, looking forward to attracting pity