Palace chaos blue silk

, but she straightened her back, her face turned cold, and she was so indifferent that you dare not get closer.

She always habitually hides her emotions in her heart. Those who are emotional, grievances, sad, hurt, and sad, are hidden in her eyes that are as quiet as a deep pool. She doesn't want people to see her sadness, but her heart Life sad.

In fact, under that indifferent appearance, her heart is as soft as water.It's just that she concealed it so deeply that if you didn't spend your whole life searching for it, you would think it was just indifference, just indifference.

But after listening to her story and seeing the blood-stained silk again, the trace of panic on her face was an expression that Yun Qing had never seen before when she had known her for several years. She stood upright in front of the cold knives of the villains, even when she was framed for witchcraft that day, her face never showed a trace of panic.

The lingering distress between her eyebrows and eyes made Yun Qing understand that she had already fallen into the world of mortals, her love was so deeply rooted that she couldn't extricate herself.

On the night when I received the Qingsheng silk silk, I sat back in front of the window and looked out the window, feeling dazed all night.

Until the second day, she told Yun Qing that she wanted to return to the queen, because only by relying on that man could she protect Qing Sheng.

Yun Qing even forgot what she said at the time, her mind was just blank, she just looked at the pain in the eyebrows and eyes, and her lips were a little bitter. If you love her, you would rather hurt yourself than protect her. By the slightest injury?

But she hates you, hates you, Qingzhu's death is like a curse, separated between Duanhou and Qingsheng.

People who are new to emotion are always stubborn, paranoid, and desperate. With the talents of the end, they instinctively think of a more seamless layout, but she lost her position, messed up her position, and couldn't care about others in her heart, so the layout There was an omission, which caused the green bamboo to die.

A small omission made the gap between her and Qingsheng even bigger, and it was difficult to make up.Until the day when Qingsheng let go of Qingzhu's death, there will be no chance between her and Qingsheng.

Yun Qing withdrew her gaze, hesitated to speak, but Duan Ruohua focused her gaze on the picture of mountains and rivers, unwilling to say more, she just stepped back and reported to Eunuch Li Chengqian.

Duan Ruohua lay reclined on the beauty's couch, propped his head, his eyes were slightly closed, but his thoughts wandered away, how is that man doing?

When will I be able to get out of the four-square prison wall? Qing Sheng hugged her knees and sat on the roof in a daze. After being ordered by Ning Zimu for a long time, she sneaked out while she was reading a book. Looking from the roof, there are glazed palaces covered with snow in the distance, and water pavilions with green walls and white tiles.

Xuanqing Lake, as white as jade, on one side of the lake, with golden dragon flying over the eaves and phoenix tail around the beam, is Fengxi Palace. The lonely and empty palace is located in a corner of the palace, just like her master, forever indifferent and lonely.

Thinking of her, Qingzhu's cold and pale face flashed in front of her eyes, as if a hole had been dug in her heart, and sadness flowed out wantonly and turbulently, so she could only force herself to stabilize her mind and look into the distance.

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☆, palace wall

In the distance, as far as the eye can see, there are piles of vermilion palace walls, winding and outlining the outline of the imperial city, isolating the royal palace, which represents the highest power in the world, from the outside world. , outside the palace wall, is the longing for freedom.

If you can get [-]% of Yun Qing's internal strength, you can fly over the eaves and walls without being trapped here.

But he only knows the moves of Fengyingjian, and he can't even beat the little bully, otherwise he wouldn't hide on the roof, his skills are inferior to others, and he was bullied all the time, Qing Sheng thought bitterly, thinking of last night, he couldn't help but feel a little pissed on his face Hot, shake your head to drive away the thoughts in your mind.

What can we do if we are human beings in two lives?Trapped within this palace wall, could it be possible to rush to the emperor and talk about the strategy of governing the country? It is difficult for an inferior court lady to get close to the emperor, not to mention that in ancient times, women had a low status and did not care about political affairs. After all, rely on people's nose and look at people's faces.

Under this noble imperial power, even if you have a lot of plans in your heart, you can't resist it. When combing the bun, your hands are heavy for a moment, which annoys the master.

Qingsheng looked at the white clouds in the sky, and couldn't help but sigh, the clouds in the sky are like white clothes, and the silk must change like a gray dog.

Life is a dream, white clouds and dogs, the world is so big, and people are so small. In the long river of time, a person's life is short like a bubble, the sun and the moon are silent, and the water passes without a trace.

There were soft footsteps under the eaves, Ning Zimu's green silk was like a waterfall, and it was as long as her hips. When she walked, she fluttered lightly with her body. The moon white gold silk fox fur cloak trimmed with white fox fur had a long hem, and there was no court lady. Carrying it and laying it on the back, the lotus steps are lightly moved, and it is swayed on the ground, with infinite style.

The red beams and pillars, the back of the corridor, and Ning Zimu put his sleeves together and bowed his head slightly, like a picture of a lady dyed with thick and light ink, elegant and demure, if one ignores her arrogant, domineering, vicious In terms of personality, Qing Sheng thought to himself.

Walking into the entrance of the backyard, Ning Zimu suddenly stopped in his tracks. Even though he knew she couldn't see him at all, Qing Sheng couldn't help but hold his breath, and didn't dare to breathe out.

The backyard was quiet, with occasional crows flying overhead, flapping their wings lightly. Ning Zimu walked along the corridor and walked through the rooms. After a while, Fang left the backyard.

Qing Sheng heaved a sigh of relief, and simply lay down on the roof, closed her neckline, wrapped her up tightly, raised her feet, and looked up at the distant sky.

The setting sun melts gold, the sunset is full of sky, the golden light shines obliquely, and the glazed tiles of melting snow emit dazzling light in the sun. The whole palace is shrouded in the afterglow, which is beautiful. The blue sky and starry sky that were not polluted in ancient times make people feel beautiful. Enchanted.

It wasn't until the golden crow completely fell under the roof, the night fell and the warmth dissipated that Qing Sheng climbed down the roof along the ladder reluctantly.

Halfway up the climb, suddenly, the ladder was kicked by someone, and Qing Sheng fell directly on the ladder and fell to the ground, with stars in his eyes, a pair of red brocade shoes jumped into his eyes, Qing Sheng got up in a hurry, his face was covered with dust, before he could speak , but he hit his face with a palm, and half of his face quickly swelled up.

Looking up, she saw that Ning Zimu's body was straight, her chin was raised slightly, and her eyes flashed with anger. Qing Sheng was stunned for a while, but didn't recover for a while.

"Is this palace allowing you to leave?" Ning Zimu's arrogant tone concealed some anger,

"It's unreasonable", Qing Sheng's face was covered with red marks of five fingers, and he uttered each word lightly,

Looking at the expressionless face with eyes as calm as water, Ning Zimu's anger rose, and he laughed back angrily, gnashing his silver teeth,

"Very good, very good, I will let you see what is unreasonable."

Obviously she is so disgusting in Ning Zimu's eyes, why do she have to do such an intimate thing to her? Two people who hate each other are doing things that should only be done if they are close to each other.

Qing Sheng was puzzled, her whole body was restrained at this moment, her clothes were half-uncovered, revealing her snow-like skin, glowing, and the fingers that instantly entered her body made her face stained with embarrassment, and she turned her face away. , frowning, anger, humiliation and shame flashed in his eyes.

Only by mentioning Duan Ruohua and at this time, her Gujing Wubo eyes seem to have emotions. Ning Zimu doesn't like to see the desolation in her eyes, she likes to toss her, but she likes to look at her His eyes were like the surface of a dead lake, with ripples at the beginning, then circles of agitation, and finally surging like boiling water, watching this dull person quietly blooming under his hands, his emotions fluctuated because of him, and finally Totally surrender to her.

Ning Zimu's fingers moved slowly, and the pain in his body intensified, but Qing Sheng bit his lower lip tightly, without saying a word, his brows were tightly furrowed, the water in his eyes glistened, and the warm liquid gushing out was wet Finger, Ning Zimu stopped, a little puzzled,

"Finger..jia." Qing Sheng said with difficulty,

Ning Zimu let go of her, put on his clothes and got out of bed, lit a candle, saw some blood stains on his nails, took the scissors, cut off the long nails, smoothed them out, wiped his hands dry, and looked at it with some regret. The nails painted with Impatiens were short and ugly like broad beans. Ning Zimu shook his head helplessly, when he actually cared about others.

Back on the bed, Qing Sheng was already leaning against the edge of the bed, curled up and fell asleep, breathing evenly, even in her sleep, her brows were slightly furrowed, her thin lips were tightly pressed, her arms were bent in front of her body, thin It seemed that it could be broken easily, and the faint blue veins on the white skin made him sleep like an insecure child.

Ning Zimu lay down with his clothes on, put his cold feet on her calves, pulled the corners of her clothes, held them in his hands, and fell into a deep sleep in the clear fragrance of green grass in his nose.

In the dark, Qing Sheng fluttered her slightly closed long eyelashes a few times, opened her eyes, looked at the moonlight shining through the window, and sighed long.

Qingsheng swept away the thick snow in the backyard, pinned off the branches from the trees, and lightly folded off the small branches, carved out the shape of a sword with a knife, and used it as a sword, gesticulating with Fengying Sword one by one. .

She was wearing a sky blue short jacket and tight black trousers. She was wearing thin clothes, but in the cold midwinter, her face was already covered with sweat. The wooden sword in her hand danced faster and faster. Quickly, it turned into a ball of blue light and shadow, turned around and struck with the momentum, and the wooden sword actually pierced deep scratches on the plane tree in the courtyard. , on the shoulders, it immediately melted away, turning into a ball of water stains.

Pulling up the sword flower, holding back the sword, Qingsheng raised his sleeves, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the cuffs, thinking about the mistake just now, but Ning Zimu's lazy voice came from behind,

"Three-legged cat kung fu is a little more decent",

Seeing her chin raised high, looking so invincible, Qing Sheng put away her sword and stood under the tree. After the snow on her hairline melted, it dripped down her forehead and wet her Tsing Yi. She was as tall as a pine bamboo, her eyes no waves.

Seeing that she was not used to her indifferent look, Ning Zimu snorted coldly, took off the fox-fur cloak, and there was a beautiful and luxurious cloak wrapped around her. She stepped on the ground, but she didn't see a little bit of falling snow, and jumped into the air , with light steps as if walking in the air, and struck out with both palms.

Qing Sheng couldn't dodge in time, thinking that he had suffered a loss from his failed escape attempt last time, so he might as well fight it to have a chance of winning, so he stretched out his hand to block it.

Ning Zimu took advantage of the situation and turned his palms into claws, wrapped Qingsheng's wrists, and clasped her veins. Qingsheng's wrists turned, his heels drove his body to rotate, and he hit his elbows, brushing against Ning Zimu's cheeks, and his hair fell down with the wind. up.

Ning Zimu smiled lightly, took a step back, turned around and swept his legs, Qing Sheng was caught off guard and fell to the ground, she jumped up with a sword in her hand, and the two of them fought back and forth several times.

Qingsheng's body was weak, his face was flushed, his breathing was short of breath, he lost his footing, and was hit by a slap to the ground. Before he could get up, Ning Zimu sat on her body and slapped her buttocks.

"Drive, Huolin, run quickly",

It was only then that Qing Sheng realized that he had been treated as a horse named Huo Lin, with his hands on the ground, but Ning Zimu sat down even more heavily, throwing himself on the ground,

"What? Don't be a horse, but a tortoise",

Qingsheng's blue and white face was covered with red clouds, her hands and feet that were struggling desperately stopped, and she lay motionless on the ground.

"Hmph, I'm really shrinking my head." Ning Zimu got up boringly, patted his clothes,

"From now on, I will spar with you more to help you improve your clumsy martial arts." Qing Sheng's small face buried on the ground wrinkled into a bitter gourd. This bastard little overlord, your hands are itchy, don't use me to practice .

Fortunately, on the second day, Ning Zimu came with sunflower water. For Qing Sheng, it was like a salute. Great news.

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☆, sunflower water

Ning Zimu was stubborn and self-willed when she was young. Her father and elder brothers were all men. They were careless and didn't understand her daughter's family affairs.

The sunflower water comes every month, and I always have abdominal pain. In the past, the imperial physician prescribed some medicine every month to relieve the pain and recuperate.Now that her feet are grounded, the imperial physician is unwilling to come for such a trivial matter, so she has suffered a lot.

At this moment, she is nestling in the room, holding a small stove, reading a book quietly.

No one was looking for faults, Qing Sheng cherished this rare little happiness very much, his heart was blooming with joy, his face remained unchanged, he was wiping the vase with his hands, humming a little song secretly.There was a cold snort from the side,

"Don't be presumptuous, I will still deal with you in a few days", the domineering Ning Zimu never forgot to say harsh words, the heroic Qing Sheng couldn't help but keep quiet, and secretly said, a gentleman moves with the times and bears the burden of humiliation.

At night, seeing that Ning Zimu was still pale, his hands and feet were cold, he was clutching his belly, curled up on the couch, his face was in pain, Qing Sheng went to the backyard to boil some hot water, filled a copper basin with water, placed it before the collapse, Let her warm her feet, the heat is dense.

Ning Zimu held Mrs. Tang in his arms, sat up slowly, raised his feet, and after a while, he saw Qing Sheng standing on one side in a daze, grinding his silver teeth lightly, humming, "Take off your shoes",

Qing Sheng frowned, as if she hadn't heard of it, Ning Zimu twitched the corner of her mouth, and silently wrote down an account in her heart, Qing Sheng rolled her eyes, and saw her eyes narrowed slightly, killing intent struck, as if she had just woken up, one knee Kneeling, put her feet in front of her, except for shoes and socks.

There was no bad habit of binding feet in this dynasty, but Ning Zimu's feet were small and well-proportioned, shiny and shiny, Qing Sheng put his feet into the hot water as if he didn't notice, turned around and went back to the backyard to boil the water.The hot air slowly spread from the feet to the whole body, Ning Zimu showed a smile.After changing two basins of water like this, Ning Zimu's body gradually warmed up, her cheeks were slightly red, and a thin thin layer of sweat seeped from her forehead. Qing Sheng took the brocade cloth and wiped it dry for her, just as she was about to put on her shoes and socks ,

But Ning Zimu said lazily, "I have sore legs and abdomen, rub it." Qing Sheng still took her shoes and socks, pretending to be busy, as if she had never heard of it.

"Don't let Bengong say it again," another look of danger flashed over,

Qingsheng suddenly realized, his eyes darkened, and then he sat down before the collapse, put Ning Zimu's feet on his lap, spread them with a mat, rubbed them lightly, and found that her muscles were tense and cramped, so she concentrated on pressing them again.

Qingsheng also had abdominal pain in her previous life, so after reading some information, it was probably caused by stagnation of qi and blood. When she visited Thailand in her previous life, she liked Thai massage very much. After a few massages, she learned a lot The technique of the bottom massage, so he started to use it enthusiastically.

First, apply pressure on Zusanli, press with fingertips, and gently knead along the muscles of the legs and abdomen for dozens of times, then press and rub the ten toes and the acupoints on the soles of the feet with joints, with moderate force and light kneading techniques. The stiff body slowed down involuntarily.

Ning Zimu narrowed her eyes slightly in enjoyment, thinking that this person could be useful, but when she pressed a certain place, she groaned in pain and was about to reprimand him.

Qingsheng nodded his head, and said slowly, "This acupuncture point is right for the liver and spleen, it should be because the liver and spleen are not good",

"Oh?" Ning Zimu raised his eyebrows, but Qing Sheng shook his head to himself,

"Irritability, qi stagnation turns into fire, liver meridian is full of fire, liver failure to drain, I need to stop anger and impetuosity in the future", after finishing speaking, he quickly glanced at Ning Zimu, his eyes were actually sincerely admonishing.

In fact, she didn't know where the acupoints on the bottom of her feet corresponded to, but she used this to mock Ning Zimu's irritable and irritable.

Qingsheng won once, she couldn't help showing a look of complacency, a little carried away, she held her jade feet in her palms, and rubbed them lightly with both palms, the feet in the palms were free of calluses, the toes were like beautiful jade, and the skin was moist , as cold and smooth as jade, no wonder some people have a foot fetish, this pair of jade feet really makes people fascinated, Qingsheng rubbed it lightly, and his mind wandered again.

Ning Zimuhu's feet were held in the palms of his hands, and when he looked at them, he could see that Qingsheng was in a trance, his eyes were joking, and his palms were rubbing his jade feet lightly for obscene play. Of course, for Qingsheng, it was purely a massage, absolutely nothing The meaning of obscenity is playful, but ancient women regarded it as precious, and unless they were close to them, they should never be given to anyone to play with in their palms.

Such gentle rubbing caused a suspicious blush to flash across Ning Zimu's haughty face. She raised her knee and kicked it.

Qing Sheng was lowering her head to press her foot, and saw that jade foot suddenly raised, then zoomed in, zoomed in, zoomed in again, and kicked directly in the face, she leaned back and rolled down from the couch, unable to get up on the ground in pain ,

"Ning Zimu, you are sick!", Qing Sheng barely stood up, her eyes flashed with anger, maybe she didn't notice it, but now in front of Ning Zimu, she no longer concealed her emotions, her eyes were either angry or happy, But no longer indifferent.

Ning Zimu gritted her teeth. If it was normal, she would definitely go up and beat Qing Sheng up. Now that she is not feeling well, she had to silently make a note in her heart. Very good, I will remember it for Ben Gong.

It was night, after Qingsheng warmed the bed, Ning Zimu let her stay to sleep even though she was inconvenient. Qingsheng was angry, and lay far away, turning his back to face her, without saying a word. language.

Ning Zimu gritted his silver teeth lightly, but his limbs were weak and he couldn't do anything to her, so he had to hold Pozi Tang with both hands and put it in front of his abdomen.

After warming her feet, the severe pain in her abdomen dissipated, but there was still a faint dull pain, as if a hand was slowly stirring in her abdomen, making her toss and turn.

Tang Pozi gradually became warmer, and her hands and feet started to become cold again. The throbbing pain in her lower abdomen made Ning Zimu break out in a cold sweat, and the sweat drenched her obscene clothes.

She frowned, her face was pale, curled up, leaning against the wall, unwilling to show weakness and ask for help, so she could only bite her lower lip, suppressing the painful moan, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart. The water hurts like hell.She has always been proud, no matter how painful she is, she will not utter a sound.

Alas, a long sigh came, as if blown off by the autumn wind, leaving the leaves of the trees, full of helpless choices.

Ning Zimu was pressing her lower lip tightly in pain, so it came from Qing Sheng who was hiding far away. What she had heard Ning Zimu toss and turn in a low voice, and in the battle between good and evil in her heart, she finally took possession of it. got the upper hand.

She turned around, leaned over, put her calf against Ning Zimu's feet, it was as cold as ice, and then put her cold hands around her waist, as if hugging an ice cube, it should be warmer.

Ning Zimu first smelled the fresh scent of saponins, and then a warmth approached. This was the first time Qingsheng took the initiative to hug her, and her arms were as reassuring and warm as imagined.

She couldn't help but move the hand on her waist back, wrap it around her back, and move herself closer.Qing Sheng sensed her movement and was about to push her away.

"Don't move," Ning Zimu buried his head in her arms and said sullenly.

The continuous heat source from that warm place finally made Ning Zimu's hands and feet warm up slowly, his tense body also relaxed, and the abdominal pain was relieved a lot. In his breath, there was a clear and reassuring fragrance, and Ning Zimu gradually go to sleep.

It turns out that this wild horse eats soft but not hard, and it seems that it can only be outsmarted, not aggressive. Before the consciousness dissipated, this sentence flashed in Ning Zimu's mind.

Qing Sheng saw her falling into a deep sleep, under the moonlight, her eyes were lightly closed, her long eyelashes fluttered, covering her sharp eyes, she looked like a well-behaved kitten, who would have thought that it was a tiger with its teeth and claws on weekdays.

The author has something to say: Annoying tenderness..

☆, Meier

Changning Palace

The sky is covered by dark clouds, gloomy and depressing. Heavy snow falls from the hazy sky and falls on the dry hibiscus branches with strings of ice hanging on them. The years that flowed like water.

The silent Changning Palace was bleak and devoid of people. Occasionally, the crows on the palace wall would make a few unpleasant and sharp quacking sounds, shake the snow on their feathers, flap their wings, fly over the treetops, and disappear In the sky, perhaps hiding under the eaves of a certain palace, the entire Changning Palace seemed extraordinarily empty and deserted.

There is no sound of lectures in the morning, no sound of laughter, no hurried footsteps, no occasional humming by someone in the past, and the melodious flute sound of the past.

Without you, you can see how quiet and lonely Changning Palace is.

Thinking of the king, the guest is heartbroken, why do you leave it and send it to another place?You can't forget to think about you, and you don't feel tears staining your clothes.

For a long time, in the white snow field, he moved slightly and then again, only to see that it turned out to be a small figure standing in the snow under the hibiscus tree for too long, and then it was covered in snow and blended into the It's snowing all over the sky.

The man walked slowly into the corridor, shaking off the falling snow on his body, wearing a light blue brocade jacket and long skirt, and a thick cloak, with his hands folded in his sleeves, his face was pale from the cold, and the tip of his nose was reddish, His body trembled slightly, and some of the snow had melted, soaking his clothes and leaving a patch of water stains.

She didn't care either, with her white and transparent face, she looked up at the sky where the heavy snow was falling, and said nothing, Qingsheng, you are well, do you still remember that I am waiting for you, with a gentle and quiet face , the brows and eyes are tough and stubborn.

"Yuexi", a lazy and charming voice came from behind, and with the sound of light footsteps, the rich fragrance of acacia flowers swept the air around Yu Yuexi like a web.

She froze, frowned slightly, held her breath involuntarily, and suddenly exhaled white mist. The cold air she inhaled, mixed with the breath of silk juniper flowers, seeped into her internal organs from her throat, making her face pale. Annoyance flashed on

"I told you, you are not allowed to come here." Yu Yuexi tried her best to speak coldly from the wind behind her. She really didn't like Lin Mei'er who ran here twice a day, no matter how coldly she spoke, made things difficult for her, even drove her out, she still uncompromisingly dressed up beautifully, and came to pester herself every day.

Lin Mei'er smiled lightly, and said behind her, "Yuexi is afraid of me, why doesn't she dare to look at me?" Her soft and charming voice always makes people's hearts soften, and they suddenly feel pity. meaning often arouses resentment and unhappiness in people,

Yu Yuexi couldn't stand her agitation, turned around immediately, looked at her steadfastly, his eyes were stained with arrogance, it was the stubbornness hidden under the gentle appearance, only when it touched her bottom line, would it reveal A few minutes out.

Not far away, the man seemed not afraid of the cold. Under the thick and long cloak, he wore a fuchsia red soft shirt, obediently outlining a round and well-proportioned figure, which is fascinating. On the snow-like skin, rouge The color mandarin duck bellyband, looming under the soft shirt, is charming and alluring.

"Lin Meier, aren't you afraid of the cold when you wear so little?" Yu Yuexi frowned, unable to bear it, she couldn't help but said,

"I'm afraid of the cold...but I'm even more afraid that you'll ignore me..." Lin Mei'er lowered her head slightly, her eyes slanted from below, pretending to be very pitiful, as if she had suffered a lot because of her .

"I didn't ask you to dress like this." Yu Yuexi looked her up and down, seeing her like this, her tone became more impatient,

Sensing her lingering eyes, Lin Meier's cherry lips parted slightly, her lips were like quenched pills, her beautiful eyes flowed like silk.

She nodded slightly, revealing a snow-white and slender neck, put her hands together in front of her body, and swayed her light waist, which was easy to fold, and came in lotus steps. Her slender waist was as soft and enchanting as a willow in the breeze, and her plump buttocks swayed, inadvertently. In the room, there are thousands of styles,

"Stop", Yu Yuexi saw her slowly stepping forward and gradually getting closer to herself. The fragrance of the silk juniper flower in the air made her feel weak and unconscious. She even wondered if Lin Meier was here. The fragrance is mixed with drugs, which makes her dizzy every time she smells it,

"Yuexi..Yuexi...", the taller Lin Meier approached her, lowered her head slightly, and murmured her name in a low voice, the hot air she exhaled sprayed on her cheeks, even her breath smelled like silk julienne flowers,

"Don't come closer..." Yu Yuexi's earlobe was bright red, and she lowered her head in a low voice. It was obviously a scolding sound, but because of her soft and viscous voice, which trembled slightly, it was unconvincing, and it was extraordinarily strange. cute and shy,

Yu Yuexi stretched out her hand to resist, keeping a distance between the two of them, and managed to calm down. She saw the man's blue hair hanging down on his snow-white neck, twisting and twisting, the tenderness in his eyes was like water, and his body seemed so delicate that he could pinch water out. It is also like a warm wind that surrounds you, making you feel hot and hot even in this icy and snowy place.

"Yuexi...you're still blaming me..." Lin Meier's eyes were sad and her tone was aggrieved. She raised her hand to brush the hair hanging down her neck, and put it behind her ears. Her small, white and tender earlobes were covered with beads. Bright red petal earrings.

The peach-blossom eyes look sideways, the gaze is like a wave, it seems to be affectionate and ruthless when it flows, it seems that it can hook the soul of a person with just one glance.

Yu Yuexi paused, and couldn't help but look away. This person was flirting all the time.

"That night, I blamed myself for getting drunk and making mistakes. I don't blame you. Forget it after it's over. You don't need to come again to ask me for forgiveness. Forget about it." Yu Yuexi was a little disappointed. How should it be.

"But I can't forget Yuexi's shy and cheerful appearance below me, what should I do?" Lin Meier leaned close to her ear and said softly with a lazy smile on her face.

The warm breath sprayed into her ears, as if it had penetrated into her body, it was numb, Yu Yuexi's face was sullen, a blush rose from the base of her ears and spread to her neck,

"You...don't mention this again",

Lin Meier was convinced that Yu Yuexi was a little white rabbit pretending to be a tiger. She had a bluffing appearance, but her temperament was as soft as water, and she deliberately said in an ambiguous tone,

"That night... the moon tide also made me wanton and happy, not very happy..." Lin Meier smiled softly, her peach blossom eyes were like a crescent moon, and her soft words were like fluttering butterflies. , brushed the petals, and fell into Yu Yuexi's ears, itching, making her flushed with embarrassment.

"Lin Mei'er, you...have no shame!" Yu Yuexi stomped her foot, pushed her away, lifted her skirt, and walked away quickly.

Seeing the man's disappearing back, Lin Mei'er slowly retracted the raised corners of her mouth, suppressed the teasing in her eyes, and stared blankly at the direction in which the man left.

Don't you understand, she won't come back, how long do you have to wait?

If you turn around, you will see that I have been standing behind you, watching you, and never leaving.

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☆, longing

Muxia Palace, golden roof glazed tiles, vermilion corridor eaves, another heavy snowfall, the magnificent palace, covered with thick snow, deserted and lonely, as if buried in the past by heavy snow, the grace of the past, the past of brilliance.

Qing Sheng wrapped herself up thickly, like a rice dumpling, and was waving her broom vigorously, sweeping away all the snow in the yard, piled high in the corner.She couldn't help being stubborn, built a snowman, breathed in the white mist, her little face was flushed from the cold,

Seeing the snowman, with two short and fat legs, a big round face, a mouth showing teeth and a red nose, and a few wisps of dead grass pasted on his cheeks to make a beard, she untied the cloak and gave it to him. The snowman put it on, looked at it with satisfaction, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth,

"What is this?" A lazy voice came, and of course it was Ning Zimu, who had nothing to do to find fault. She stood proudly in a snow-white fox-fur cape, a crimson skirt, and embroidered with gold and silver thread with thousands of blooming begonias. In the snow, looking around his chest, with a blood jade embedded in his forehead, his fair little face looks arrogant and flamboyant,

"Doraemon", Qingsheng was in a good mood today, and for the first time, he talked to her and explained,

"But a strange beast? This palace has never heard of it, how do you write the third character?" Ning Zimu asked with interest, because he loves to read strange scriptures and anecdotes.

"Hey...you don't know it, you can also call it a doraemon",

"Joke, there are characters you know but I don't? Then what's the meaning of the word machine?" Ning Zimu raised his eyebrows, with a half-smile, and said lazily,

"Just pretend I didn't say it." Qing Sheng's head was as big as a bucket, he dug a hole for himself to jump.

"Presumptuous, I will ask you something, and I will answer it truthfully." Ning Zimu saw that her face showed a little frustration, as if she was remorseful, and became interested, forcing her to say,

"Here, that's the third word." Qing Sheng couldn't shirk it, so he had to write the word A with a branch in the snow. Ning Zimu frowned when he saw it. The one who wrote nonsense to deceive her couldn't help but look unhappy, and continued to ask,

"How do machines explain it?"

"Mechanisms and instruments are ingeniously crafted cats, which are different from ordinary cats." Qing Sheng thought for a while and said,

"So...it's a cat", Ning Zimu crossed his arms around his chest, lowered his body slightly, and looked at it carefully.

"Fat body, short legs, no ears, no cat's spirituality, not like a cat", Ning Zimu shook his head, with disapproval in his eyes, the robot cat he listened to was criticized by others, Qing Sheng felt unhappy, she raised her head voice, said,

"Its ear was bitten by a mouse, it doesn't mean it is not a cat", Ning Zimu said lightly,

"Things that lose their characteristics are incomplete and incomplete, like eunuchs, not a real man." There was a trace of teasing in her tone, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Qing Sheng gave her a white look, pretending not to see the threatening eyes of the other party, and said proudly, "It's not an ordinary thing."

"It has a time machine and can travel through the past, present and future",

"It has any door and can go to every corner of the world"

"It has bamboo dragonflies, which can fly in the sky at will"

"It has a treasure bag, you can do whatever you want"

Yes, if I can have Doraemon, what a wonderful thing it would be, more than that, Qing Sheng thought blankly.

"Wishful thinking", although Ning Zimu didn't understand what the cat owned, but from Qing Sheng's words, it could be absurd, but she saw some longing on Qing Sheng's face,

"Qingsheng, do you want to leave here?" Ning Zimu stared at her coldly, his eyes burning brightly like a torch, Qingsheng deliberately ignored her eyes, lowered his head and concentrated, with a look of loneliness on his face,

When others travel through time, they live with resourcefulness in their chests, and the wind and water thrive, and when they travel by themselves, there are endless grievances and humiliations.If she hadn't been trapped in the palace, her understanding of building structures and load-bearing mechanics, from building bridges and houses to various ingenious mechanisms, would have allowed her to live and work in ancient times without being bullied.

It's not like now, relying on people's breath, looking at people's faces, being cautious, thinking about the past and the future, for fear of taking a wrong step, the more I think about it, the more sad and wronged I am.

"Think about it, even dream about it", Qingsheng whispered with his head down, heartbroken, his eyes were flushed, brewing water,

"Mobei sees the yellow sand everywhere, Jiangnan sees fish playing with lotus leaves, Xidu sees the flowers blooming, and Dongyu sees the bright moon on the sea. This is what Qingzhu always liked to say in front of her eyes. I only hope that one day, I can enjoy the Zhou Dynasty. Beauty, now, things are different, Qing Sheng still wants to go with her wish",

"Following the wind and clouds, expressing love for mountains and rivers, life is beautiful, but that's it",

Traveling once, but life is imprisoned within these four square walls, and there is always reluctance in my heart.In the past, Ruohua was in her heart, she could live anywhere, and all she wanted was for the two of them to be together, but now, she was alone, and the desire to leave the palace became stronger and stronger.

"I entered the palace at the age of 14, and I am 21 this year. In three years, the ten-year prostitution period will be over and I can leave the palace. So, no matter what, I will save my life." Qingsheng looked outside the palace wall, determined Said firmly, determination flashed in his eyes,

"Where's your sweetheart? Don't you care about it?" Ning Zimu deliberately ignored the slight strangeness in his heart, and asked casually,

"This life was lived for her in the past. Now that she has settled down, she will live for herself from now on." Qing Sheng's face remained unchanged, but his brows were still slightly frowned, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Not missing the pain in her eyes, Ning Zimu was inexplicably jealous of what kind of method he used to control her so tightly in his hands, regardless of life or death.

This person has a quick mind, a little bit of scheming, but also stubbornly admits to death, and is extremely loyal to his patrons. If he can use it for his own use, it will be a great help.This is the reason she told herself why she always wanted to tame her.

But Ning Zimu also understands in his heart that Qingsheng is indifferent, arrogant and arrogant, and he doesn't distinguish between rich and poor in his eyes. , It is difficult to settle down in the palace.

"Save your life first, and let's talk about it after you can live for three years." Ning Zimu, who never forgot to say harsh words, turned around and left.

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