The queen is so fierce

Chapter 88 Constraints
into the night.

The waning moon hung in the clouds, the overwhelming snow finally stopped, the edges and corners of the cornice tiles were still piled with snow, and the stairs on the edge of the veranda were smoothed out by the dazzling whiteness of the night.

This year's winter in Zimo seems to be much colder than before. The night wind blows through the plum-blossom grille window into the room filled with incense, and the coolness makes the figure on the bed tremble slightly.

Xu Shoujing wrapped himself tightly with the quilt, staring blankly at the ceiling.

There is obviously a refreshing orchid fragrance in the quilt, and this alone can reveal the beauty of the quilt owner's body.

However, at this time, Xu Shoujing did not feel the slightest bit of charm because of the scent of the bedding.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the gold-trimmed black robe that he had thrown on the table at will, and his dull gaze gradually became empty.

Until half an hour ago, he and the owner of the quilt went from outdoor to indoor, from the waterside pavilion surrounded by ice and snow, to the incense-filled bedroom, from standing to lying down, from forced to voluntary...

Now it's just her quilt, what's the big deal in comparison?
wow-

The sound of leaving the water came from my ears, which was particularly clear in the silent night.

Xu Shoujing subconsciously stretched out his hand and grasped the quilt tightly, tilting his head slightly, with a bit of vigilance in his eyes.

There was a warm yellow light through the crack of the door of the outhouse, and the woman who had finished bathing seemed to lift her foot and leave the wooden barrel.

After about two or three breaths, the faint light at the crack of the door swayed gently, and in the blink of an eye, the entire room lost its last ray of light.

Seeing her blowing the oil lamp, Xu Shoujing couldn't help but shrank back into the quilt.

Da da da……

Slow and rhythmic footsteps sounded, Xu Shoujing stared at the crack of the door, the knuckles of his hands clutching the quilt turned white.

The owner of the footsteps was not wearing shoes, probably because he just got out of the bath, and every step he took, there was a little splashing sound.

squeak-

The small crack in the door gradually expanded, and the transpiring white mist seemed to have found a vent and kept coming out.

The lotus feet like finely carved jade stepped out first, the water droplets hanging from the round and small thumbs slipped to the ground, and there was some mist just out of the bath faintly rising from the ankles, and the light pajamas and red skirt just happened to hide Knees, covering a large area of ​​beautiful scenery.

Qiu Xuanji tucked her undried hair behind her ears, her cold phoenix eyes glanced at Xu Shoujing on the bed, and saw that he was shivering as he clutched the edge of the quilt, and an inexplicable gleam appeared in his eyes.

She stretched out her hand to tie the ribbon around her waist, and the loose and draped robe was restrained on her body, once again outlining her perfect figure.

There was no lighting in the room, and all that could be relied on was a little moonlight shining through the window.

The white frost-like moonlight reflected on Qiu Xuanji's left side, the undisguised swan neck, the cold and pure lustful profile, and the deep and fair skin showed a sense of tranquility and beauty.

Wash the gel with warm water, and the moon shines out of the bath.

This is the best description of a beauty when she is out of the bath.

Xu Shoujing's eyes were a little dazed, and he didn't wake up until he met those phoenix eyes with the majesty of a king.

Generally speaking, at such a time, what should be said?

Xu Shoujing felt that the first woman in this life should be given not only a warm heart, but also language concerns and a commitment to the rest of her life.

These are things that he has practiced countless times in his past life and even this life.

However, when things really developed to this point, Xu Shoujing discovered that...theory is just theory after all.

His brain was so blank that he couldn't say "like" naturally.

Don't look at how he usually dares to get started with Aunt Chu, and he doesn't have any psychological pressure on kissing Sister Rong Yue when he is idle.

But after all, it's just standing on the bat, and it's not the only way to go to base... there are sacrifice bunts.

Xu Shoujing has been doing "sacrifice bunts" before.

In short, the theoretical knowledge is quite rich, but it is a bit awkward to get started.

So when Xu Shoujing came to a 'forced' seat inexplicably, he was completely stunned.

who am I?
Where am i?

what am i doing...

"Jing'er, what are you thinking?"

"Ah... nothing."

Xu Shoujing was frantically brainstorming, and a phantom flashed in front of his eyes. Qiu Xuanji in a red nightdress came to him at some point, with her jade hand on the edge of the bed, bowing, and her eyes were a little puzzled.

tick-

The warm water droplets hit Xu Shoujing's eyes and slid down his cheeks. Under the moonlight, he looked like he was crying sadly.

One thing to say, Xu Shoujing really wanted to cry. He looked at the Xuefeng Canyon with no end in sight, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and forced a reluctant smile:

"Uncle Qiu..."

"..." Qiu Xuanji's eyes were flat and did not mean to answer.

Xu Shoujing was stunned for a moment, pondered a little, and said tentatively, "Xuanji?"

"Tell me." Qiu Xuanji's cold and beautiful eyes showed a hint of satisfaction. She pressed her knees on the bed, and with a little force, she climbed up.

"Uh... I mean... eh?"

Xu Shoujing watched Qiu Xuanji lift the quilt, and got in in front of him like this, speechless in his heart.

He felt the warmth from shoulder to shoulder, hesitated, and asked shamelessly:

"Xuanji... will we be too fast like this?"

Qiu Xuanji turned her head to look at him and whispered, "Don't you like it?"

"..."

How do people answer this?
Xu Shoujing muttered to himself "men don't lie to themselves" and said awkwardly, "Why don't you like it, I mean..."

Before he finished speaking, Qiu Xuanji's eyes flashed with a hint of enlightenment.

"I see... You are afraid that Shuwan will be angry when she finds out about our relationship, so you want me to not tell her for now."

"..."

Xu Shoujing was choked again.

Did I write it all on my face...how do you know everything?

rustling...

Xu Shoujing was startled with a wry smile, Jin quilt's hand seemed to be held in the palm of the beautiful woman beside him, and when he tilted his head, he found that Qiu Xuanji was staring at him without blinking.

A pair of water-cut phoenix eyes are shining like stars in the dark night, their eyes are burning, as if they contain infinite affection.

"I promise you, if it's not necessary, I won't tell Shuwan that you are my husband."

She paused, then said softly, "In exchange, you have to promise me that when you are with me in the future, you are not allowed to think about Shuwan."

"..."

Xu Shoujing's eyes moved down slightly, and he clearly felt that the delicate little hand holding his hand began to squeeze the soft tiger's mouth. Judging from Qiu Xuanji's expression, it seemed that it was a subconscious behavior relying entirely on instinct.

Women are made of water, but is more than half of the content in vinegar?
"I'll try my best." Xu Shoujing sighed lightly.

Qiu Xuanji didn't force him too much, and he knew in his heart that Xu Shoujing didn't want Chu Shuwan to be a bit of a tough guy, but he just mentioned it and made him have such a consciousness.

After all, no one wants to be seen as another woman when exercising, just in case.

Qiu Xuanji stretched out her hand to let Xu Shoujing lean on her shoulder, and under the staring eyes of the other party, she said softly:
"Go to sleep, Jing'er, you are tired today too."

"..."

So, is your role the opposite of mine?Shouldn't this be what I should be doing?
Xu Shoujing struggled a few times, but he couldn't break free from Qiu Xuanji's arm.

He sighed as if he was suspicious of life, and with the man's last stubbornness, he closed his eyes rather depressed.

...but it seems a little breathless?

……

……

Early the next morning.

When Xu Shoujing was awakened by the dazzling sunlight in the morning, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the little female officer with a blushing face looking at him curiously.

Listening to the little lady's explanation, Qiu Xuanji seemed to have gone to the morning court early in the morning, when Xu Shoujing was still immersed in his sleep.

Since Xu Shoujing stopped practicing martial arts, he doesn't know how long it has been since he woke up before dawn. He only admired Qiu Xuanji's diligent and self-disciplined work and rest, but he did not envy him.

After washing and changing clothes under the service of the little female official, Xu Shoujing thought for a moment, and felt that he had nothing to do in the palace, so he decided to go back to his house in Zi Mo to have a look. Yesterday, he specially told Nangong Xiaoxiao to take Shake it safely there.

After running for a while on the flying eaves fence of the imperial city after a long absence, Xu Shoujing passed through the gate where the guards were dozing off and came to the Suzaku Street that he knew well.

At this time, Suzaku Street was very different from yesterday, and I don't know how the people who evacuated overnight got the news, but they evacuated back overnight.

You keep jumping around repeatedly.

A few maids dressed in cotton-padded clothes on the street were sweeping the snow, and the ground that was hard to walk on has become quite clean and tidy.

Xu Shoujing didn't have many acquaintances in Zi Mo, and even fewer could be named.

But a while ago, he had to take this road every four days to the palace to suppress the karma for Qiu Xuanji, plus his appearance and style were extraordinary, after a long time, it was inevitable that someone would remember it, like a squid stall Lord like that.

"Young master, it's been a long time since I've seen you. The Nujia has a new batch of high-quality cloth. Would you like to take a look?" The cloth merchant's wife greeted Xu Shoujing with a smile on her face.

"Master, last time you helped me reconcile with the cloth seller. I haven't thanked you properly yet. Would you like to take two strings of candied haws?" The guy carrying the straw target smiled and said.

Xu Shoujing refused one by one with a smile, greeted them, came to the squid stall owner's booth, and asked for fifty skewers of grilled squid.

He didn't forget what he promised Nangong Xiaoxiao earlier, and let her deal with the price of those demonizing people, but fifty strings of squid.

"..." The squid stall owner.

Do you think my stove can bake fifty skewers?
However, Xu Shoujing was kind to him after all, and the squid stall owner repeatedly confirmed that there would be no risk of cold, pulled down the cloth on his head with a bloody face, and started frantically grilling fifty skewers of grilled squid.

After a cup of tea, fifty skewers of steaming grilled squid were taken back to Qiongyu Pavilion by Xu Shoujing.

After Xu Shoujing paid the money, he looked at the squid stall owner who was lying on the chair panting, said "It's hard work", and turned to leave.

A month later, returning to the yard where the journey started, Xu Shoujing looked at the closed door and sighed with emotion.

He turned his head and glanced at the General's Mansion next to him, whose door was also closed, but he was thinking about what Yu Zhiqiong and Yu Jiaoshuang were doing, and planned to take some time to greet him.

After all, no matter how you say it, he can be regarded as a teacher in name.

Xu Shoujing looked at the door, and after digging for the key in Qiongyu Pavilion for a long time, he couldn't find it. Although it was not impossible to knock on the door and ask the maid to open it, it was obviously too boring.

After hesitating for a while, he turned over and climbed in through the side wall of the gate of his house.

The passers-by next to them were dumbfounded and were hesitating whether to report to the official. Who knew that the small trader who had been stationed here for a long time heard it and waved his hand indifferently:

"Damn, that young master is the owner of this house, what kind of official is he reporting to?"

The passers-by were stunned for a moment, puzzled: "If that's the case, why do you have to climb over the wall again?"

"Who knows, maybe it's interest, I haven't seen him walk through the door."

"..."

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The atmosphere in the room was a little dull. Even though the sun was shining after a long absence, the maid who served the dishes still felt chills.

This dull atmosphere is mainly derived from two women sitting and one standing at the dining table.

The two women are both in white dresses, but the style they show is very different.

The woman sitting is slightly taller, wearing a white fairy skirt, showing an indescribable dusty air, the luxurious body curve can burst people's eyes, the black and smooth three thousand blue silk hangs down to the shoulders, a perfect picture The flawless face, matched with the indifferent clear eyes, is like a fairy in the heavenly palace falling into the mortal world.

She lightly pinched the foot of the white porcelain teacup, raised it to the edge of her red lips and pursed it slightly, then tilted her head and glanced at the woman standing upright beside her.

The standing woman felt her gaze, her curved eyelashes trembled, and her long and narrow fox eyes clearly showed a bit of panic, she quickly dragged Shui Yun's figure back a few steps, her bulging skirt was because of her The movements were choppy, and the calf that stretched out from under the skirt kept shaking, which made the woman's panic visible at a glance.

An aura called "cold field" permeated the whole room, even the [-] steaming delicious delicacies on the dining table failed to dispel the coldness.

After a long time, Zhao Fuyao put the white porcelain teacup on the wooden table and closed the tea lid.Feeling the undisguised panic of the woman behind her, she said plainly:

"You don't have to do this, this emperor is only a mortal body now."

Nangong Xiaoxiao leaned against the wall, the vigilance in her eyes was not reduced by half.

You are starting to call yourself the emperor again, and you won't even let me be afraid of it?Are you so difficult to take advantage of?
Nangong Xiaoxiao looked at Zhao Fuyao's face that did not lose the indifference he used to have, and was suddenly curious about why she and Xu Shoujing could develop like this, he hesitated, and said:
"How did you become like Xu Shoujing?"

Hearing Xu Shoujing's name suddenly appearing, Zhao Fuyao's beautiful eyes were stunned for a moment, and he whispered:

"you do not need to know."

Nangong Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, her curiosity about new gossips overwhelmed her desire to survive, and she took a few steps forward:
"Hey, this girl is just a little curious, what ability does Xiao Jingzi have to actually make the empress who is so heartless to the point of extinction of the immortal race that she didn't even blink her eyes..."

Before the words were finished, Nangong Xiaoxiao met Zhao Fuyao's clear eyes that did not contain a trace of emotion, and the teasing expression on his face suddenly froze.

I'm crazy... how dare I make fun of her...

She quickly raised her little hand and placed it in front of her, and took a few steps back:

"I'm not curious anymore, okay? Don't look at me like that..."

Zhao Fuyao withdrew his gaze, picked up his chopsticks, and took a slice of lotus root into the sandalwood mouth.

Nangong Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, as if thinking of something, he hesitated in his heart, and tentatively said:

"Does Xiao Jingzi know your identity?... Forget it, when I didn't ask, and he looked heartless, he definitely didn't know."

When Zhao Fuyao heard the words, he pondered for a moment: "Do you think I should tell him?"

Nangong Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and rubbed her eyes in disbelief. Although it was very subtle, she could actually see the sadness on this woman's face!

real or fake……

Nangong Xiaoxiao pursed her thin lips, looking at Zhao Fuyao's appearance of being really distressed, she persuaded me in a persuasive manner:
"I think it's okay to tell him... He is a womanizer, even if he knows your identity, there won't be much psychological fluctuations... Besides, it was all ten thousand years ago, even if Xiao Jingzi He is a descendant of the Heaven Punishment lineage, his sister's responsibility is not his, and the catastrophe [-] years ago has nothing to do with him..."

Zhao Fuyao tilted her head, her dull phoenix eyes could not see the emotion, she looked at Nangong Xiaoxiao expressionlessly, her tone was flat:
"Then what do you think, how should this emperor tell him? Just say 'I am the mortal enemy of your ancestors?'"

Nangong Xiaoxiao opened her mouth, speechless.

thump—

There was a muffled sound from the half-opened partition door, as if someone bumped into it, and the two people in the room cast their gazes at the same time.

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