Traveling through: The down-and-out beauty refuses to be cannon fodder

The doors of the cabinet were closed.The cabinet minister on duty tonight is Chief Assistant Peng Shi.

After passing the cabinet gate, Zhu Jianshen walked to Wenyuan Pavilion on the east side.

The entrance of Wenyuan Pavilion is a platform paved with blue bricks, and at the south end of the platform is a step down, the lowest step is next to the Jinshui River.

The gate of Wenyuan Pavilion was also closed.

It was just a rustling sound under the steps not far from the door.

It was too dark, and I could only see a person sitting on the bottom of the steps who seemed to be changing shoes while sitting.

After a while, the shoes were changed.The man got up and walked gracefully on the ice.

The moon gradually rose up, illuminating the ice like a dream.

Jump, spin, fall, roll and get up on the spot, and continue to soar.

Su Ji has always been innocent, and came to Yuli Yaochi at night.The waves of Taiye turn over, let the neon clothes dance, and the soul is broken.

Turning back the skirt and turning the sleeves to blow snow, thousands of turns and thousands of whirlwinds are late.Rushing towards lotus steps, advancing and retreating with strange appearance, flying swallows are gentle.

If you want to call Fairy Lingbo, the misty waves are tens of thousands of hectares.I only worry about looking back, the ice glow is half hidden, and the bright pendant is falling.

There is still a lonely snow heron, who is haggard and startled by the night cold.The shadow of the moon is desolate, the frost is scattered, who leans on Yulan.

Zhu Jianshen kept watching quietly, and when the man on the ice slowed down and was about to come towards the steps, he turned around and planned to leave.

"and many more!"

There were only two words coming from the ice under the steps, but it was as if a body-fixing spell had been cast, making it impossible for Zhu Jianshen to move any further.

He turned around with difficulty, and saw the person beside the ice steps calmly changed his shoes, and saw her enter Wenyuan Pavilion, and when she came out, she was holding something in her hand.

There was still a faint smile on her face, and she held the things in front of Zhu Jianshen with both hands.

"What is it?"

She blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "Just look at it, it's your birthday present."

A birthday present that was half a month late?
Zhu Jianshen still couldn't suppress the surging heart, so he reached out and untied the tie of the package.

Inside is a piece of clothing and a pair of shoes with skates.

He looked up at her.

But she smiled brightly like stars: "Try it?"

Qin Ji looked nervous on the side, hesitant to speak, for fear that the emperor would agree.

Gliding on ice seems to be free, but it is easy to fall.The emperor cares about the world all by himself, if he is injured, there may be chaos again.

Zhu Jianshen's complexion remained calm, but an unusually bright light burst out from the depths of his pitch-black phoenix eyes: "Okay!"

After changing his clothes and putting on his skates, with Fang Yuanzhi's support, Zhu Jianshen stood up on the ice with difficulty, staggering and cautiously, like a toddler.

Fang Yuanzhi looked at him with a smile, his encouraging eyes made him stretch out his hand bravely, and she moved slowly on the ice surface.

After he got used to it, she speeded up and led him to slide and fly on the ice.

Even if I accidentally fell down, the joints were protected by special knee pads, elbow pads, and hand guards, and I was not injured.

Occasionally, when he accidentally fell backwards, Fang Yuanzhi turned around suddenly, and the uncontrolled strength was easily dissipated, and he once again wandered gracefully on the ice.

This kind of experience was thrilling, fresh and exciting, and made his heart rise to his throat; but he also felt that he was as light as a swallow, as graceful as a dragon, as if he was an unfettered eagle soaring in the blue sky.

It wasn't until they were exhausted that they fell down gently together and lay on the ice.

Fang Yuanzhi gasped for breath and asked with a smile, "Do you like this kind of birthday gift?"

Zhu Jianshen lay on his back on the ice, panting heavily, and did not answer.

When his breathing calmed down a lot, he turned over and pressed on Fang Yuanzhi, and kissed her.

Fang Yuanzhi tried to push him away with hands and feet, but he failed.

She struggled a few times, then her movements gradually slowed down, then she relaxed and let him go.

Tan Ji, who was on the platform above the steps, quickly led his people to hide in Wenyuan Pavilion.

Qin Ji listened attentively to the movements on the ice outside the house with his ears upright, and at the same time took the time to admonish the servants who followed him: "I will rot in my stomach for what happened tonight. If anyone says a word, click!"

Qin Ji wiped his neck viciously, causing the servants to lower their heads in horror.

After all, the ice surface was cold, even though the two of them had just sweated, they felt cold after a while, so they came to the steps and changed into ordinary shoes.

Fang Yuanzhi got up to go to Wenyuan Pavilion, but was pulled by Zhu Jianshen to sit down, as if planning to talk to Yue:

"Yuanzhi, this is the best birthday present I've ever received, thank you."

Fang Yuanzhi's brows and eyes crooked with a smile: "It's not rude to come here, and I also thank you for the gift you gave me back then."

Zhu Jianshen pulled Fang Yuanzhi into his arms and let her cuddle up to him.

The two did not speak for a long time.

"Yuan Zhi, do you blame me?"

"You have your persistence and reasons, and I also have mine." Fang Yuanzhi didn't answer whether it's strange or not.

It's too fake to say it's not strange, but to say it's strange can understand his choice.The threats from King De and his relatives are like maggots attached to his bones. Only by giving birth to the prince as soon as possible can he get rid of King De's coveting of the throne.

As for whether he would choose him to have a child for him, this question was left aside by Fang Yuanzhi.She didn't want to think about it.

Even if you think about it, the relationship and feelings between the two of them are not to the point where they can have children.

She said lightly: "The beauty of the concubine Xian is the crown of the harem, and she is not a party of relatives. The emperor's choice is very wise."

Because you are wise, do you even bother to be jealous?

Zhu Jianshen felt a dull pain in his heart.

But he also felt that his heartache really had nothing to do with it.

It was I who pushed her away, hoping that she could live in peace; but I also hoped that she would miss me, be jealous, sad, and sad for me.

What a [-]% big scumbag!

Although Fang Yuanzhi was somewhat greedy for the warmth around her, she still stood up quickly: "It's cold here, and the clothes on the emperor's body are thin, so it's not suitable to sit for a long time. You should quickly change back into your clothes and go back."

Wenyuan Pavilion is as warm as spring.

Fang Yuanzhi helped Zhu Jianshen change his clothes with ease.

But Zhu Jianshen took her hand, clenched it and then relaxed it, relaxed it and clenched it again.

Fang Yuanzhi didn't know what was going on in his heart, he just smiled lightly and said: "It's cold in the night, Your Majesty should go back earlier!"

Zhu Jian reluctantly took Fang Yuanzhi's hand and walked out.

When he reached the gate of Wenyuan Pavilion, Fang Yuanzhi stopped leaving and bowed his knees to salute: "Your Majesty is being respectfully sent off."

But Zhu Jianshen pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly, and sucked her red lips hard, like a spirit sucking souls, trying to suck all her three souls and seven souls.

After a long time, he breathed heavily and tremblingly said in her ear: "Yuanzhi..."

But there is no text.

Fang Yuanzhi was panting, his eyes slowly recovered from being blurred.

She lowered her head slowly and took a step back.

Zhu Jian's deep and hot phoenix eyes also gradually cooled down.

In the end, he turned around and left alone.

The door opened and closed, and the sound of footsteps outside the door gradually faded away.

Fang Yuanzhi's fluctuating heart also gradually became calm.

It was as calm as the water of Taihu Lake on that winter night. (end of this chapter)