Disgraced Consort

After this turn, the clothing he only covered was pulled down again. His body was still very hot. Did he get hot?

She put her hands on both sides of her body as much as possible, not wanting to touch his body.

He condensed her condescendingly, how long has he not looked at her like this?

"Drunk Concubine, remember, your identity."

He said this, the voice and the temperature on his body were diametrically opposed.

She did not shy away from his gaze, her lips slightly opened:

"I will not forget."

"You forgot. For example, what should I call myself."

Yes, she is really about to forget, those days in the palace.

Now, the days to go back and face again.

"Nuo, the concubine will not forget."

His hand brushed the hair on her face, brushing her hair scattered in front of her cheeks, the wound on the waist, and the pain in the back of the heart, the pain in the heart and the dense Mizuza was clearer.

In his hands, the hair she had once twisted had grown so long that she could no longer see the short strands.

Among them, it was finally a short period of time.

That time is short for life.

For him and her, too long, too long.

Closed, he resolutely turned to sleep to the side.

Without saying a word, it seems that everything just now is just a dream.

As he left, she would feel cold for a while.

In the sky, the stars were still shining like that, but they only flashed into my eyes, and no longer flashed in my heart.

The hungry wolves still hovered not far from the fire, and never gave up.

They will not give up until dawn.

The fire, separated the line of life and death.

The distance between her and him may be longer than life and death.

On the other side, Yin Mi Cang slowly opened his eyes and looked at the night. There was still a smell of pills in his mouth. This smell will quickly grab his thoughts and make him fall asleep. Before, he wanted to take a look at the night sky of the desert.

Because, perhaps, he could never return to this vast expanse.

Before his thoughts numb, he stroked his hand to his heart.

Here, when it is really numb, it's good.

For so many years, he has always wanted to be numb, this is his position.

It is a pity that it has always been numb.

It is so painful to be so sober.

As always, the emperor has done so painfully for so many years.

I don't like rights, but my life, I must live in those rights and live those days of licking blood.

Before his thoughts fell into darkness, he glanced at a place not far from him, but, without waiting for him to see clearly, darkness, after all, swallowed everything so quickly.

So fast ...

The next day, Xi Yan woke up early. Originally, she didn't want to fall asleep, but she still sat and fell asleep until the first ray of morning light spilled onto this oasis.

One night, the white smoke rising from the fire did not bring them any reinforcements.

They must wait for the reinforcements alive,

Yesterday, except for the morning, it was equal to not eating anything. Today, if I do n’t eat anything, I am afraid that it will not work for the two injured men.

She was about to get up, but she smelled a faint scent in the air, which is unique to food.

Looking through the scent, she saw that the silver-gray figure sat early in the middle of the fire, and on the shelf used to dry the clothes last night, a very strange container hung with some hissing sounds. ,not sure what it is.

Yin Qi Cang's body turned to her, but she seemed to know that she had woke up:

"Change into your tunic."

She saw that the original skirt was folded neatly and placed in her hand.

He is actually a very attentive person, sometimes attentive, some are not like a man.

When she thought this way, she suddenly wanted to laugh and subconsciously looked at the side where Xuanyuan was lying last night.

"I don't know where he went. If he didn't die, he should be back soon."

Yin Qi Cang's voice came, still without any taboos.

"Last night, thank you." Xi Yan said these words, without waiting for him to reply, picked up her skirt and walked to the rock.

This sentence is the most polite perfunctory, but she still wants to say.

Even if a word of thanks is heard, it is painless.

Unintentional people, once said, forget.

Unintentional people, once heard, forget.

Hopefully, he and she are really unintentional, just fine.

After walking to the rock, this place did give her the best dressing place, and it was covered with greenery. There was a recessed place in it. Unless someone walked to the front, there was no way to see her change clothes of.

When she put on her clothes, suddenly, she heard a noise coming from behind, and she was shocked, thinking of the snake last night, busy looking at the sound, but Xuanyuan's voice came:

"Don't change clothes while I'm away!"

When the words fell, she saw him.

I don't know if it was his health or other reasons. His complexion was not very good. After saying this, he passed her straight and walked into the fire.

She changed clothes and walked to the fire, but the black and silver figure sat back to back. Yin Qichang watched her walk into the fire and handed her the strange container.

"Drink."

"what is this?"

"Fruit shell fish soup."

She could still see the large shell at a distance, and the flesh and shell cover were carefully carved with a silver knife. Inside, there was a white soup, which was obviously boiled for a while.

"I don't eat this" She didn't take the nutshell.

"It's dead, not even vegetarian."

Xi Yan smiled and said:

"Then drink more."

"You don't drink, I naturally drink more." Yin Qi Cang withdrew the nutshell.

Xuan Yuanyu's voice came:

"come."

With a commanding tone, Yinqi Cang suddenly smiled, stood up, and took the nutshell to Xuanyuanyu, who was one step ahead of Xiyan:

"Emperor, this is the fish soup waiting to be boiled. Would you like to taste it first?"

"Thank you Yuanxihou, you don't have to." Xuanyuan Yu deliberately aggravated the word "Yuanxihou", wiped the fruit in his hand with his sleeve, turned his face sideways, a little impatient, "I can't come yet!"

Xi Yan looked at the two men and suddenly felt that at this moment, they were in harmony.

This picture is not only harmonious but also perfect in the morning light.

She was afraid that if she walked over, this harmonious pair would be destroyed by her.

It turned out that she was the most discordant.

Yes, it's all her.

Of course, if she didn't want to hear someone's next roar, she still had to walk over.

She approached them, and Xuanyuan dropped the fruit at random. If it weren't for her, she would throw it to the ground.

"I can't find Ai Ye, this effect is similar."

He, remember Ai Ye.

She lowered her head and took a light bite of the fruit. She couldn't taste anything, but she couldn't feel bitterness between her lips and teeth.

Yin Qi Cang smiled with a bit of evil spirits, carrying a nut shell, and approached Xi Yan:

"It seems that the emperor is the same as he is now, without the things in the hands of men."

After all, he handed the nut shell to Xiyan.

This time, Yu Yan didn't push back, and Xuan Yuanyu was injured. What could be better than using this fish soup?

However, Yin Mi Cang was also poisoned.

"Are there any nutshells?" She asked.

Yin Qi Cang's eyebrows were raised, and Bing Hui's eyes narrowed his smile, saying:

"There is also a cover."

She combined the shell and fruit in one hand and reached out to him with one hand:

"give me."

When Yin Qi Cang turned back to take the cover, his lips finally smiled slightly.

Yin Qi Cang not only gave Xi Yan the cover, but also gave her a pair of chopsticks polished with branches.

When Xi Yan took over the pair of chopsticks, her hand was inexplicably stagnant.

She put the Sipa on one side and put a bite of fruit on the Sipa. Then she carefully used the tree chopsticks to clip the fish and put it on the shell cover until only pure white fish remained in the fruit shell. soup.

After doing all this, she couldn't help laughing, and this smile made her eyes narrow into a crescent shape.

It seems for a long time, never laughed like this.

But today, her mood suddenly became very good.

She was about to pick up the shell cover and the pair of chopsticks, but subconsciously glanced at Yinqi Cang. He was sitting not far away, and there seemed to be a foxtail pulled from some place lying on the ground. The silver-gray robe was half open, and what he could not hide under the first sunlight was his wheaten skin.

As soon as she blushed, she picked up the cover and walked towards Xuanyuan Yu.

"Emperor, please have breakfast." She bowed and said in the words of the palace.

Since he wanted her to do this, she was not unable to do it.

Xuan Yuanyu heard her say this, and suddenly felt a chest tightness, I do not know the cause of the wound, or, her roundaboutness made him bored.

But, this is better than she was cold to herself before.

At least, she would take the initiative to speak to him, didn't she?

Even if it is back to the original relative ice.

He glanced slightly at Hua, glanced at the fish covered in the shell, and said coldly:

"I don't like fish."

After a pause, two words were added:

"Many thorns."

Xi Yan still bowed:

"The concubine removed the stinger for the emperor."

After she finished speaking, she put the shell cover on the ground, gently picked up the fish meat with tree chopsticks, and picked out the thorns one by one. A clean piece, her nose has made a fine bead, and if she doesn't do it, she finally cleans the thorn.

She put this piece of fish on the side of the shell cover and presented it to Xuan Yuanyu:

"Emperor, you can use it."

He picked up the chopsticks in her hand, his fingertips touched her, and felt the coldness of her fingertips, but, this time, she did not avoid shrinking, but just continued to hold the cover carefully.

He picked up the piece of fish flesh that was supposed to be delicious, and using the imported food, he felt a bit astringent for no reason.

She finally knew how to make him uncomfortable.

Not to reject his indifference thousands of miles away, but to maintain this pedantic appearance.

Of course, this is what he asked her to do.

Isn't it?

He chewed this piece of fish very slowly. Anyway, this was the first time she cleaned the fishbone for him.

He didn't want to use it too fast, even if it was astringent, he had to chew it carefully.

During the process of chewing, he saw her eyes, but he glanced at Yinqi Cang slightly.

With this look, all the astringency in his mouth became chewing wax.

"It tastes bad!"

This fish was caught by the man, and it was also the man who made it.

And he just looked for the fruit, and did nothing else.

He flicked the chopsticks, and his hand was about to open the shell cover. When she saw her turn to stare at him, he still slowed down. This slow, he wanted to wave off the shell cover's hand, only to become Put it back on his lapel.

"Emperor, the concubine put away the remaining fish for you."

She withdrew her gaze to him, if she had n’t heard what he said, she still carefully picked out the thorns in the remaining fish, and carefully picked out the two tender pieces of meat in the head of the fish. Inside the shell.

After all this, she leaned over:

"Emperor, you want to use it again, the concubine will retreat first."

Everything is in accordance with the rules of the palace.

But his chest was stuffed again.

He saw her get up, pick up the nutshell, and walk to Yinqi Cang. Only with this look, he suddenly withdrew his eyes and never looked again.

She did not hand the nut shell directly to Yinqi Cang, but continued to roast the nut shell on the shelf in the morning. When it was roasted, there was a little white gas in the shell, she covered it with a sleeve Hand, pick up the hot shell, and hand it to Yinqi Cang:

"give."

Yin Ge Cang looked back, and the bristlegrass dangling from his mouth flicked past her nose. She felt itchy and unconsciously, when one hand loosened the nut shell and rubbed her nose, the other hand moved When the fingertips exposed in the gauze sleeve touched the nutshell, the brake was shocked.

Suddenly, Yin Qi Cang took the nutshell early and inadvertently glanced at her reddish fingertips, but only glanced at it.

"I don't like soup."

He has a very soft voice and speaks clearly.

"Can you still eat fish?" She smirked as he swollen his lips into two large pieces.

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