Adore Trick of Beauty

She raised her head, her eyes soft and soft, like a pool of broken shadows and ripples.

He looked at her, and a smile of joy that she had never seen suddenly bloomed between his brows and eyes: "Wushuang..." The overwhelming kiss fell, hot and urgent, sweeping over her, and instantly took away all her reason.

He kissed her sweetly, kissed her chest, and turned down, he ignited a flame on her body. This time was different from the past. In the skin-to-skin contact, hearts and hearts had never been so close as at this moment, in the court and in the harem. ; Machiavellian schemes and competition for favor are gone at this moment.

He is the emperor, but he is also her brightest yearning. On those sleepless nights, his breath is by her side, dispelling nightmares for her. His mind, his calm determination, and even his gentleness are all... In this way, he inadvertently broke into his heart and soothed her violent heart caused by hatred.

Hatred must be washed away with blood. She dare not forget it for a moment, but there is always a voice in her heart. When she accepts love and favors, when she calculates every step and walks on thin ice, when she is plotting against a tiger, there is always a voice. Come out and tell her.

She shouldn't be like this.

She was supposed to be a gentle woman who made a vow to never give up, and had an ordinary but happy family. She could be the matron of the house, taking care of the food and clothing of the whole family, chatting and laughing with all the ladies. New topic. Paint a picture and write a pleasant poem in your spare time, and just like that, your life has passed.

She shouldn't have to have her hands stained with blood like this, struggling to deal with this quagmire of power. She shouldn't have to...

"What are you thinking about?" He raised her chin, and the tension under her body was ready to go. But she closed her eyes tightly, tears streaming down her face.

Nie Wushuang opened his eyes: "Will Feng Ming always remember what he said today?"

"Maybe the emperor can't help himself due to various reasons, but Xiao Fengming will remember it." He solemnly kissed her pink and trembling lips, straightened his body, and sank deeply into her body.

Her white body bloomed like a flower. She moaned softly, clung to his body tightly, and fell into the abyss of desire with him...

…

Lancôme fragrant soup washes away the fat and fills the room with fragrance.

After Nie Wushuang washed up, she casually wore a large dark red silk robe and lay it on the soft cushion in the imperial tent. Her long black hair had not yet dried, and the palace maid was gently wiping it behind her. Yang Zhi came in quietly. Nie Wushuang's eyes were slightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Yang Zhi didn't dare to disturb him, so he knelt down and waited quietly. In Nie Wushuang's slender hand, she held a jade pendant that was almost the size of her palm. It had a flawless white texture and was engraved with a mighty dragon-shaped pattern. There was also a word "Xiao" engraved in the middle. Yang Zhi glanced at it and couldn't help but trembling in his eyes. He quietly came behind Nie Wushang and silently made a gesture to the palace maid.

The palace maid quickly stepped back, and Yang Zhi picked up the jade comb and kerchief and continued to wipe her hair. His hands were very flexible, and Nie Wushuang's long hair was quickly combed neatly.

Nie Wushuang, who was sleeping, suddenly chuckled: "I am very curious, what else in the world can Eunuch Yang not do? Your skills are no worse than those of the palace maids who comb their hair all year round."

Yang Zhi put down the jade comb and said humbly: "In the palace, learn a little bit of everything. One day what I have learned will come in handy."

Come in handy? What Yang Zhi said was exactly the same as the grandmother who taught her back then. This is the case for everyone in the palace. There is no stable scenery under the feet, only higher and higher. Therefore, palace people with ambitions and intentions have to constantly think about what is useful to them...

Nie Wushuang took a long breath, opened his eyes, and asked in a low voice: "How is His Highness Prince Rui?"

"His Royal Highness Prince Rui suffered internal injuries, which were quite serious. But he is now stable." Yang Zhi said in a low voice.

Nie Wushuang played with the jade pendant in her hand. The delicate and complicated lines tickled her palm, and she thought hard.

"Empress, this is..." Yang Zhi interrupted her meditation and looked at the jade pendant and asked.

"This is given to me by the Emperor." Nie Wu tightened his hands.

"This seems to be the jade pendant that the emperor never leaves." Yang Zhi asked again.

Nie Wushuang knew she couldn't hide it from him, so she responded calmly: "Yes, this is the emperor's personal jade pendant." He gave her the most personal jade pendant, with a dragon pattern engraved on the front and the word "Xiao" on the back, and his name on the back. And his cousin.

In the country of Ying, men and women give jade pendants to each other to represent their love. He was telling her that he wanted to make a three-life alliance with her. Nie Wushuang held the jade pendant with her slender jade fingers and brushed the lines on the jade pendant, her eyes complex.

"Congratulations to the empress!" Yang Zhi was overjoyed and knelt down and said: "This shows that the emperor only has the empress in his heart! In this way, no matter how many newcomers enter the palace, they will not be able to shake the empress' status in the harem!"

Nie Wushuang put the jade pendant in his arms and changed the topic lightly: "How could His Highness Prince Rui be like this? It stands to reason that he has enough self-protection, so how could he be so seriously injured?"

Yang Zhi replied: "The news I heard from my servant is that His Royal Highness Prince Rui fought tooth and nail to protect His Majesty, so he was injured by the assassin in black."

Nie Wushuang frowned upon hearing this: "Protect the emperor to the death?" She looked at Yang Zhi thoughtfully: "Could it be said that in order to gain the emperor's trust, His Highness Prince Rui even put his own life and property at risk?"

Yang Zhi muttered: "I can't say for sure, this slave. However, His Highness always behaves unexpectedly. Maybe he also has other deep intentions."

Nie Wushuang straightened up and said calmly: "Let me change my clothes. I am going to visit His Highness Prince Rui."

"Empress? Is this appropriate?" Yang Zhi asked worriedly.

Nie Wushuang smiled: "Why is it inappropriate? He fought tooth and nail to protect the emperor. As a virtuous concubine, I cannot

It didn't make sense to go and visit. "

…

The sky outside the tent was dazzling, and as far as the eye could see, there was a vast green grassland like waves. Xiao Fengming naturally went to deal with the matters that needed to be dealt with. After yesterday's danger, the entire camp's alertness was greatly enhanced. There was a sentry every three steps and a post every five steps. The atmosphere was tense and depressing. The clan nobles in the camp all heard about the thrilling assassination that night. While they were cursing the Qin envoys and assassins in their hearts, they also lost interest in hunting and playing, and packed their bags to return to the capital.

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