[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

It was getting dark.

When the setting sun enters the mountains, the scenery is continuous, and the jade tiles of the Sui Palace are reflected in the remnant red.

The two laughed and beat their horses and jumped into the palace wall.

The nanny and the others were still waiting outside the hall. The little princess bent her eyes and looked sideways at the mad man beside her.

She smiled innocently, like a satisfied little fox, and Pei Ju couldn't help showing a smile in her eyes.

"You're not going in?"

Wu Qun took his hand and wrote gently.

The soft touch of the palm made the young Taifu pause slightly with his fingertips, but he shook his head: "Today's lecture is over, I should go now."

His tone was light, which made the little princess a little disappointed.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the toe Jinyu.

Pei Ju chuckled lightly, stretched out his hand and rubbed the messy peach bun, raised his eyebrows and said:

"As long as the princess doesn't stay out of bed tomorrow, the minister will definitely be on time for the appointment."

The man had thin calluses on his fingertips, which felt cool to the touch.Wu Qun tilted her head and rubbed lightly, and finally smiled too.

The shallow pear dimples at the corners of the lips seemed to turn into jade liquid under the setting sun, sweet and intoxicating.

Pei Ju narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the innocent little princess slowly walk into the inner hall.

The cool wind blows off the peach leaves, sinking into the soil along the branches.

When Pei Ju turned around, his footsteps paused slightly, but he looked at the eaves of the high platform.

The frantically dressed young lord is holding a jug of wine in his hand.

The two looked at each other for only a moment.

When Pei Ju turned around, the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

Song Que's fingertips paused slightly, and the knuckles on the scabbard slowly tightened.

On the second day, Wu Qun got up early, but Pei Ju didn't come.

She was lying on the table holding the book and waiting for a stick of incense, she couldn't help frowning slightly.

No one in this world has ever told her to wait so long, even if she has a good impression of the young Tai Fu Wei at this moment, she can't help being a little annoyed.

Nanny glanced at Jian Jia.

The lady officer understood.

The agarwood burns out slowly, and the spark goes out at a few moments.

Wu Qun looked out the window, but saw that Jian Jia had already returned.

She glanced at the little princess with pale eyes and whispered what she had heard:

"Master Pei is coming to Japan today, and I didn't expect to be caught up in the affairs of the court."

Jian Jia paused and said:

"Your Majesty has the idea of ​​connecting the river. Then Taifu Pei has traveled to the countries of the Western Regions and has a lot of insights on this..."

When she said this, Wu Qun understood.

But she has always been quick to hate a person.Even if that person once gave her a good impression, he can kill her completely in an instant.

Emperor Sui understood her temper.

It's almost Yin time.

The palace was empty and silent.

As soon as the young Grand Tutor left the palace, Emperor Sui half closed his eyes.

The matter of the canal has been discussed for a long time, and it is also a big construction project.

The hall was quiet, and Gao Yu stood aside carefully so as not to disturb Sui Emperor's shallow sleep.

The mist of ambergris was lingering on the face of the deep emperor.

The Sui Emperor was rubbing half of a jade ring in his hand, and suddenly asked:

"How is the princess today?"

He didn't open his eyes, and he didn't say which princess it was, but Gao Yu knew it.

In Emperor Sui's heart, there was always only one princess.

The Ninth Princess who is not of royal blood but is more noble than the children of Empress Dugu.

She couldn't help lowering her eyebrows and said: "The princess got up early today and waited for the master to arrive, but she was a little annoyed."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but carefully glanced at the emperor.

But Emperor Sui paused with his fingertips and sighed: "Ah Qun has been spoiled by me all these years."

Although he said such words, his tone carried a deep smile:

"If anyone annoys her, no matter how much you want to, it won't help."

No one knows better than him how ruthless that child is.

Emperor Sui's voice was indifferent, and no expression could be seen on his stern Yangui face.

Gao Yu was even more impressed by the unpredictable power of the emperor.

The days in the Sui Palace are always somewhat lonely.

Even though Wu Qun has a noble status, there are many and boring things to pass the time.

Emperor Sui, Yu Wenhua and the treasures collected from all over the place were scattered and thrown aside.

The little princess blinked, and lay softly by the window, looking at the scenery in the courtyard.

This scenery is also getting more and more complicated every day.

Peach trees, swings, and palace lanterns.

It's all boring.

The cool wind blows off the branches.

A few fireflies suddenly flew in outside the Luan Luan palace wall.

Docked among the clumps of grass.

The little princess blinked, but suddenly became interested.

Jian Jia, who was standing by the side, also had a smile in his eyes:

"Princess, do you want to catch fireflies?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw that the beauty in pink Danqiong had stood up.

Quickly put on the snow satin cloak for that person.

Wu Qun left the hall softly with a fan basket in her hand.

Just as the female officials were about to follow, they saw her wave her hand slightly.

That firefly is timid, it's not good to disturb many people.

No one in the hall dared to disobey the ninth princess's wishes, so they had to wait at the door.

Wu Qun approached the grass lightly, her eyes were crooked, and there was already a hint of a smile on her face.

When the fan basket was about to fall on the faint light, the firefly flew away suddenly.

Wu Qun frowned slightly, but it was the snow-colored cloak that moved across the blades of grass to make a movement.

The fluorescent spot has already flown.

The little princess looked back into the palace, shook her head, but followed slowly.

She told the female officials not to follow, so naturally no one dared to come out.

Twilight has come.

The firefly flew slowly, and Wu Qun followed gently behind with a fan basket.

The snow-colored cloak slowly became dusty.

The moon hangs crookedly on the horizon, and one person and one insect walk sideways without knowing it.

Suddenly, the firefly landed on the animal head outside the unpopular hall.

The wings fluttered slightly but did not move.

A smile appeared in the eyes of the little princess, and she slowly approached the fluorescent light.

Next to the animal head table carving is the liquid pool.

Wu Qun used to come here for fun, so naturally she carefully avoided it.

But he saw the insect suddenly flew to the side, and the toes lost weight and fell into the water.

The little princess frowned and was about to swim ashore, but her feet were suddenly grabbed by a pair of hands.

The fingernails were sharp, and they were grasping tightly, desperately trying to drag her into the water.

Wu Qun didn't notice for a while, but was dragged into the bottom of the water by those hands.

The pink peach buns float loosely on the water.

The snow-colored face of that person became paler and paler.

Only the moist lips are vermilion and fragrant.

The murderous intent flashed in the old woman's eyes, and her hand had already spread over the delicate jade neck.

In the pool of sinking liquid, suddenly a cold light flashed, like thunder ripping apart a mountain.

The mad-killing saber slashed straight to the surface of the water and floated up bloody.

The old woman's hand pinching the little princess' neck has been cut off by Qi Gen.

A dark look flashed in Song Que's eyes. The old woman was about to escape into the water when she was blocked by the saber energy.

In the end, he could only sink into the water with his eyes wide open.

The blood in the throat gushed like a spring, slowly dyeing the water of Jinlin Taiye into vermilion.

Wu Qun choked on her saliva and slowly floated out of the pool.

She was naturally watery, so she was free after being restrained by the old woman.

At this moment, he was looking up at the frantic young man in sparse clothes on the shore.

She looked at it for a long time, but suddenly smiled, her crescent-like eyes were curved, sweet and moving:

"You've been following me?"

She didn't open her mouth, but Song Que understood the meaning in her eyes.

He lightly closed the knife and was about to leave.

Wu Qun blinked, then suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of the man's clothes.

Song Que paused, and saw her reach out and write:

"Are you angry?"

The tone seemed a little perplexed.

As the cool wind blew, Wu Qun hugged her arms and shivered slightly.

The cloak fell off when she fell into the water. At this moment, the little princess was only wearing a pink and peach-colored water shirt, which was thinly attached to her body.Through the moonlight, you can even see the delicate snow-like skin on your shoulders, which is hazy and charming.

Song Que's eyes dimmed:

"How long will the princess stay in the water?"

His tone was cold, but Wu Qun smiled.

Floating in the water, he obediently opened his hands.

'You hug me. '

She blinked lightly, a little bit of starlight appeared in her moist eyes.

The lord of Ceyi raised his brows slightly.

Quietly at night, the few fireflies that had flown away also came back.

Surrounded faintly by the young little princess.

Wu Qun's arms were already a little stiff, she couldn't help lowering her eyes slightly, the moonlight fell on them, showing a bit of worry.

Suddenly I heard a sigh in my ear.

Wu Qun opened her eyes and fell into the arms of that man.

He couldn't help but slightly bent the corners of his lips.

Song Que took off his outer shirt and wrapped it around the beauty in his arms.

He quietly carried her to Taixi Palace.

The little princess also settled down at this moment, obediently leaning against the man's arms.

The man's heartbeat was steady.

Wu Qun listened carefully, her ears gradually turned red.

That bit of peach color reflected on the snow-white jade skin was even more translucent.

Neither of them spoke, they walked all the way outside Taixi Palace.

Wu Qun looked at the bright lights in the palace, and couldn't help but reached out and tugged on the man's sleeve.

If they look like this, if they are seen by others.

There was already some pleading look in the eyes of the little princess, she was as pitiful as a newborn deer with wetness.

The delicate fingers that were gripping tightly were a little white.

Song Que raised his eyebrows lightly: "What is the princess afraid of?"

His footsteps still did not stop, and there was Jian Jia standing in the courtyard further ahead.

Wu Qun's long eyelashes were already stained with mist, and she hadn't cried when she fell into the water, so she felt wronged here.

The bright red lips were pursed tightly, and she slightly rolled her eyes away.

Song Que had already stepped into the yard, and saw the big teardrops slowly sliding down his snow-white face.

When she seldom cried so pitifully, even the tip of her nose was red.

The man finally stopped:

"You are afraid of Emperor Wen."

"You are afraid that he will be carried back by me if he knows you are disheveled."

Song Que said lightly.

His voice was very cold, piercing straight into people's hearts like a cold knife.

Wu Qun's knuckles were turning white, but she slowly let go of the man's sleeve.

Song Que had withdrawn his hand, the little princess turned her eyes and was about to leave.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her waist tightly.

The night breeze blows down the peach blossoms outside the palace.

Contaminated on that person's eyebrows and eyes, it looks even more pure and lovely.

The man's palm was split by the thin fingertips. Wu Qun lowered her eyes and wrote word by word:

"He's not my father."

These words exploded like thunder.

Song Que smiled deeply:

"I know."

he said.

The hands that held the knife all year round slowly loosened their slender waist.

Wu Qun frowned and reached out to take off the man's clothes.

He hesitated for a while but still gave it back to him.

She had already entered the courtyard, but she heard the handsome young lord call out:

"Little dumb."

The sound was not as cold as before, but rather like that night in the wilderness.

Can't help turning his head slightly.

Her eyes are still beautiful, innocent and moving under the moonlight.

Song Que chuckled, and gradually disappeared into the depths of the night.

He didn't ask where she went yesterday.

Nor did he ask who Pei Ju was.

Wu Qun watched the bamboo leaf whistle in her hand, and slightly bent the corners of her lips.

Jian Jia and the others in the hall had been waiting for a long time, and they couldn't help being startled when they saw Princess Jiu come back with wet clothes.

"Princess change into clean clothes first."

Mammy quickly brought the coat.

Wu Qun nodded slightly, and let them take care of her grooming.

Her body is delicate, and it is inevitable that she will feel a little uncomfortable when she falls into the water.

At this moment, the face has been dyed a layer of peach.

"Isn't the princess having a fever?"

Jian Jia carefully fed the ginger soup, and stretched out the back of her hand to try it.

It was really hot.

But the little princess shook her head slightly.

'Don't ask a doctor. '

She wrote lightly.

Jian Jia answered with lowered eyes, and waited for the man to lie down.

The hall has fallen silent.

But Wu Qun didn't sleep.

She frowned when she thought of the old woman who dragged her into the pool tonight.

That liquid pond is close to Chang'an Hall, which is the residence of Empress Dugu today.

If something happened to her there, that person must be involved.

Even though Empress Dugu was jealous, she was not that stupid.

who can that be?

The innocent little princess's eyes were slightly curved, and there was a smile on her face.

When the sky was about to light, it began to rain.

In the city of Luoyang, the bluestone flowing water murmurs, slowly flowing into the wet soil along the high platform.

The roots of the flower were slowly stained with blood.

The frenzied young man in Ce Yi slowly drew out his knife.

All the celestial maidens in the Huanghe nunnery had their martial arts abolished, and their indistinct immortal energy disappeared, and their ugly posture was even worse than that of ordinary women.

Song Que frowned coldly.

Even though the old woman tried her best to pretend to be a Demon Sect Kung Fu tonight, she still showed her secrets.

Since the incident with the carriage, he has been sending people to keep an eye on Empress Dugu, so he naturally knew that it was her who made the move.But the old woman pointed her clues to Chang'an Hall everywhere.

Song Que thought of Cihang Jingzhai's greeting post that day, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.