Morbid pet

Chapter 46 A Deep Kiss

In the dark night, it seems that boundless thick ink is smeared heavily on the sky, and even the glimmer of stars cannot be seen.

But Xie Zhao's eyes were shining brightly, three points brighter than the brightest star in the sky.

Chang Le blushed slightly, turned her head and said: "I didn't remember all of them, but I remembered most of them. Every time new memories flooded into my brain, my head hurt like a burst. I couldn't stand it anymore."

Xie Zhao strode into the door, and then put Chang Le firmly on the bed. In the darkness, he stroked her cheek gently, and said in a warm voice: "If you can't remember it, then don't think about it, don't force yourself, be good. "

Chang Le wanted to say something, but his mouth was blocked.

A gentle and powerful hand was pressing the back of her head, forcing her to raise her head to meet this deep kiss

Xie Zhao suddenly stopped, put his forehead against hers, and looked at her so closely.

Xie Zhao is a good searcher, at this moment, he is reluctant to blink, for fear of missing a moment.

Changle's beautiful phoenix eyes have already been filled with mist, and they look sparkling, which is very distressing.

How could Xie Zhao dare to bully her, he just hugged her on the couch, and then slowly patted her body, like coaxing a child to sleep, coaxing her princess to sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Changle's steady breathing sounded. Xie Zhao looked at her sleeping profile for a long time, and only when he saw the bells were ringing outside did he walk out with a smile.

The next day.

By the time Changle's memory came back, her face was already slightly red.

When Die Shi and Dian Cui heard the voice coming from inside, they immediately opened the door and walked in, washing her body with hot water.

Dian Cui asked: "Your Highness, why are your lips a little red and swollen?"

Die Shi stepped on Dian Cui immediately, Dian Cui was in pain, and stared at Die Shi angrily, wanting to seek justice.

Suddenly there was a sound of steady footsteps at the door, his voice was low and hoarse with an indescribable Songshan aftertaste, "My lord."

These words were like a thunderbolt on the ground, piercing through the two little maids.

Dian Cui immediately understood the meaning of Die Shi's kick just now, she finished serving His Highness resentfully, and then ran out with Die Shi on the grounds of going out to pour water.

In the huge room, only Chang Le and Xie Zhao were left.

Chang Le wasn't embarrassed, on the contrary, she was sitting calmly in front of the bronze mirror, applying her face, and then picked up the smoky snail in her hand to paint her eyebrows.

Xie Zhao walked over and sat opposite her. Suddenly he reached out to Changle, "Let me help you paint your eyebrows."

Chang Le wanted to say no, but seeing Xie Zhao's eyes that resembled Zhou Yu, she couldn't refuse, so she had to hand over the Luo Dai in her hand.

Only in this kind of warmth can Xie Zhao have a little bit of Zhou Yu's shadow. Changle suddenly feels that Xie Zhao is very pitiful, and he has been using his body to miss an old friend who has died.

Tears welled up in her eyes again, but this time, she didn't let the dense mist spread, she just lowered her eyes and looked at the ground.

Xie Zhao's low laughter came: "Believe me so much, I'm not afraid to draw you crooked?"

"Cut," she said disdainfully, "I don't need to look to know what kind of dog you draw."

Xie Zhao smiled and brought a bronze peacock mirror in front of her, motioning for her to look at it.

Chang Le was shocked when he saw this.

What Xie Zhao drew for her were fairy eyebrows. The last part of the straight eyebrows was picked up, with a small curved hook, which was smart and beautiful, very suitable for Changle.

Chang Le sincerely praised: "It's beautiful!"

Xie Zhao patted her on the head and said, "Just look good."

A midnight voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Master, it's time."

Xie Zhao wanted to go out to do errands, so he had to let Changle play in the yard by himself. He couldn't bear it, but there was nothing he could do.

Before leaving, he looked back at his little phoenix three times a step, "I'm leaving, remember to wait for me to come back for dinner at night."

Chang Le was about to eat melon seeds and read the script, when he heard this, he raised his head and scolded with a smile: "Silly, are you still going?"

"I don't want to go." Xie Zhao walked to the door and turned on his toes, then fell back, leaned over and pressed Chang Le's shoulder and said, "I don't want to go, just give me a kiss."

Chang Le smiled and threw the melon seed husk into his hand, and in the blink of an eye, his soft and warm lips pressed against his cold thin lips, Xie Zhao's lips were like snow in June.

Chang Le patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, let's go."

Only then did Xie Zhao walk out the door with a smile on his face.

The servants and guards in the yard almost poked themselves blind. When will this day of throwing dog food end?

After Xie Zhao left, Chang Le got up slowly, with the pride and contempt of a princess of a country restored on his face.

Chang Le said coldly: "Prepare the car, Tianzhu Palace."
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The singing and dancing in Tianzhu Palace is so happy, it feels like a piece of bliss and pure land on earth.

Sun Yu, the lord of the Tianzhu Palace, sat in the stands, surrounded by Yingying and Yanyan in white feather coats.

When Chang Le arrived, the atmosphere here was strong. No one expected that the princess of a country would appear here. Gongsun Yu saw through Chang Le's identity at a glance. A reason to go to the attic too.

The further you go into the attic, the sound of silk and bamboo behind you becomes farther and farther away.

Chang Le shook his head regretfully, these opera singers can still play silk and bamboo, but it's a pity that they are other people's theater troupe.

Gongsun Yu was dressed in a black feather coat. He was good-looking, with the appearance of a banished fairy like mountains and rivers, but this person was very philistine, and his heart was in great contrast to his appearance.

Gongsun Yu was holding a pot of hot tea in his hand, he casually picked up the gold-encrusted Jiancup on the table and poured tea for Chang Le skillfully.

He asked: "What is it that His Highness needs to go there?"

Chang Le suddenly grabbed Gongsun Yu's hand, "Gongsun Yu, I want you to help me recover my memory."

Tianzhu Palace is a wonderful organization based in Daming that does not participate in politics and does not join the rivers and lakes. They have many capable people, but they only serve the palace masters of the past. Sometimes it is difficult for a thousand dollars to break the hearts of their palace masters. A penny can make the Palace Master decide to kill.

This mysterious and powerful organization has always been a thorn in the hands of the imperial court and the Jianghu, but everyone is helpless, which shows how strong its strength is.

Gongsun Yu covered Chang Le's head with his hand, Jian Mei twisted into a ball in an instant, and soon he lowered his hand.

He asked coldly, "Who did it?"

Chang Le squeezed his hand, and replied: "Empress Empress."

Gongsun Yu asked doubtfully, "Empress?"

Chang Le nodded: "Just tell me if my head can be saved."

Gongsun Yu put his hand on the top of Chang Le's head again, closed his eyes and thought for a while, before answering: "I can't help it." Then he turned on the incense burner on the table, took out the incense stick from the small tea table next to him, and lit it .

Curly white smoke meanders out from the incense burner, and the curving, wave-like incense quickly spreads in the small attic.

Half of Gongsun Yu's face was hidden in the darkness, and half of his face was in the sunlight. His smile was pure and genuine, but his warm eyes were always lowered, as if he was waiting for something.

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