Disgraced Consort

"What's this hurt?" She opened the plaster and applied her jade finger lightly to his back. It was a little strange where the wound came from.

"It's iron cinnabar. Anan's usual hidden weapon."

"Fortunately, there is no quenching poison." She looked at her pale blood, but did not see black, and finally gave a sigh of relief.

"Well. Anan, is a bright king."

"Does it hurt?" Xi Yan did not answer the call, only the strength of her lower finger was very soft.

"No pain."

Knowing that he would answer that. Only, she likes to ask this sentence.

Finishing the wound carefully for him, the voice is soft:

"Emperor, don't wear a coat first, let the concubine blow it for you, absorb this plaster quickly, and then wear it."

Xuanyuan was too late to refuse, and she exhaled gently towards his back in Finland, and the itch of Mimizaza spread on his back with the gentle breeze of her.

He tried his best to control his mind, and even his internal force pressed the heat down, but his back was shocked like a thunderstorm, which originated from the Finnish breath.

Damn it!

Where did she learn these tricks?

He couldn't help feeling tight, but remembered that this trick had some acquaintances, and more than acquaintances, it was like a ‘masterpiece’ of the accountant and the dormitory.

In the past, the high-ranking concubines of the dormitory were all so pleased with him, and he never had the restlessness of today.

"Xi Xi--" He whispered arduously. Before he could say the next sentence, she had walked up to him and could not bear it anymore. She lifted her up and saw her small face. Red, dare not stare at him.

Of course, he couldn't ignore the scars on her wrist and waist, and these scars made him timid again.

"Placement!" He said these two words quickly, and he flirted with some wind, and he was going to put on the tunic hanging beside him.

She lowered her eyes and saw him.

Si Ni said that if the emperor had this reflection, she had to keep him until-that.

Her face became hotter and hotter, how to keep it, interrupted by his words, her thoughts were blank for a moment, as if, er--

She stretched out her small hand, and the wound on her wrist could not be touched, but it was no longer painful. The soup he bathed her was really good.

But, it also indirectly fulfilled her somewhat shameless invitation.

Um, yes, shameless.

Once, she had embraced her in front of others in Xuanlonggu, kissed and kissed, and described the term. Unexpectedly, in less than a year, she had to describe herself, but, anyway, it was not in front of others. Why should he only see her?

Before the person, she was still the dignified, elegant, beautiful emperor concubine, or the little **** who was regarded as that.

While persuading herself with more reasons, she leaned over his hand to prevent her from further movement, and the small hand extended, hooked on his body, and the water of the fine porcelain cheeks fell on his atrium. His ears were against his heavy heartbeat. He snorted and lifted her again. At this mention, he saw her eyes blurred and her face flushed red.

"What are you doing?" He even struggled to say these five words.

"Concubine, think--" She bit her lip and changed her identity. "Emperor, don't you want to be a concubine?"

"I want you to settle early." He didn't go to see her, and it was precisely because he didn't see it, which revealed his thoughts more.

"The emperor--" Her little hand still clings to him. "The emperor said he wanted the concubine to learn to love and the concubine learned. Now, if the concubine thinks the prince is not good at teaching, can the emperor teach the concubine Yan personally?"

He had a feeling of suffocation, did she know what she was talking about?

There are countless beauties in the harem, who can say this sentence, but they talk about the beautiful appearance, with a pure taste, only her, Nalan Xiyan.

"No." He flatly refused, and turned his face away, covering her uneasy little hands with big hands, trying to make her feel a little better, but unexpectedly, what she said again made him cry even more.

"Emperor, you can ask for so many concubines, but this is the case with concubines. Isn't it difficult for you to be concubines only when concubines are your antidote?" Her eyes chewed with fog.

"It has nothing to do with it, I can't do it." He said this, and if a third person heard it, he would definitely kill that person no matter who he was.

Let a man admit that he is not good, especially him. In the past, it was unthinkable.

But, tonight, he will never want her.

Her petite body was covered with scars. If she wanted him like this, it would be like a beast.

But, soon, he discovered that he really turned into a beast under her charm.

She was pouring like a waterfall of green silk, curling around his chest and waist, her hand was lightly released from his palm, her hand touched his arm, and the first time he touched him, the hot temperature made her almost cowardly, But she should not be cowardly.

She hopes that tonight, she can really become his woman.

Without any other, really let him have.

Because, as this battle continues, he must be physically and mentally exhausted, and she will no longer distract him with the things in the room.

Just tonight, let her be shameless once.

"Xi Xi!"

He held her by his hand, but this grip actually hurt her wound. She gritted her teeth without looking at him, and only looked at him stubbornly:

"Emperor, you, how many times do you want to cheat the concubine? You don't want to hurt the concubine, but now you are hurting the concubine!"

He stared at her like this, and once again sighed softly in her chest, and she stubbornly covered her lips with his lips.

All the strength of his refusal finally turned to let go of her little hand, embraced her gently, and lay on the soft mattress of the brocade, the palms fluttered gently, and the veil of the room fell.

All the gauze curtains were raised one after another, surrounding a small corner of heaven and earth belonging to him and her. This corner of heaven and earth was ambiguous and had a warm spring color.

She murmured:

"Yu ... love ... you ..."

Even if she spoke intermittently, he could hear clearly, and she also understood that she deliberately concealed the word "me" because of shyness.

Xuanlong Cave, her first time, he has no impression, but he knows that the charm of Tianxiang Huazuo's Gu heart must prevent him from having the slightest pity for the jade, and that, after all, is her first precious, But only the memory of pain.

When he thought about it, now, he didn't even know how to start, even if he was not familiar with things that happened.

However, he suddenly didn't know what to do and let her relax. He was afraid and hurt her again.

He felt her strange, just like before, from the pillow, took the silk that Li Gonggong specially prepared to gently wipe her, but with this wipe, she shuddered again and hurried back to avoid him.

But his voice sounded low in her ears:

"Xi Xi, I'm sorry, I--"

"No, it was the concubine's fault." She said a word indiscriminately, and a scene appeared last night before her eyes, making her shy and impatient.

He closed his hand and set the silk aside. After a night, he was tired of several pieces of silk. It is estimated that if Little Plum came in to serve, he would have no fuss.

However, her identity exists in Hangzhou as a small Zhuozi, which is indeed the most secure.

When I think about it, Xiao Lizi has heard from outside the house.

"Emperor, a quarter of an hour, do you want to get up?"

He didn't answer, and heard her voice linger:

"Emperor, it's not too early, the concubine is tired you haven't rested well all night."

Her voice was so soft that it was like the sound of mosquitoes.

"I don't control myself, do you still hurt?"

She shook her face and buried her head in the Jin pillow. Grandpa Li was outside, unable to bear it, and asked again. This time, he finally said:

"Wait first!"

"Promises." Grandpa Li muzzled in a timely manner and said nothing more.

"You have a good rest, and after discussing the matter with the general, I will come back. Don't go anywhere, you." He said with a certain meaning.

She knew that Xiao Zhuozi's identity was good with him.

But now, her easy-going face has some problems, so where else can she go without a mask?

"Well, Xiao Zhuozi is here waiting for the emperor." She resumed Xiao Zhuozi's voice.

"Sleep again, when you wake up, I will be back."

He got up, covered Jin's body with her body, sat up in a robe, summoned Grandpa Li to wait in the room.

Outside the room, Grandpa Li opened the door in response, and behind him were a number of palace men, waiting for Xuanyuan to wash with two layers of gauze.

After everything was settled, Grandpa Li glanced inside the veil and asked in a low voice:

"Emperor, Little Zhuozi--"

"You just have to wait for me." Xuanyuan yelled interrupted Li Gonggong's inquiry.

"promise."

Xi Yan slept on the couch with her back. This sleep was a deep sleep until three poles in the sun, and she woke up at noon.

When he woke up this time, the first one caught her eyes, it was really Xuanyuanyu. He looked at her, and he didn't know how long it had been. Only at this time, her face was flushed with blush.

"You're back."

"Why didn't you call you?" He leaned down and saw her becoming more and more red. Fang stopped teasing her. "Wake up."

"Ok."

"Bath first, then—" Before he finished, he heard the hungry voice in her belly.

This sound was a common thing, but it made her immediately put her face in the quilt. Yes, she barely ate a lot of food yesterday, plus a night of "fight", almost exhausted all her physical strength, Why wouldn't this empty belly protest to her?

But, in front of him, making such a sound is really shameful.

His hand gently lifted off her quilt, and her wrist was weak, natural, and easy to let him succeed.

"I blame me for not feeding you first."

In saying this, he felt that it was inappropriate and listened to her ears, even letting her turn back, lying on the pillow, and refused to look at him again.

Her bright back was bare in the air, casting out a glamorous luster. He quickly moved his eyes and wrapped her with cotton towels on the side. No matter she held the Jin pillow, she just picked her up and took her Holding the Jinjin pillow, he said:

"Bath first, I instruct them to prepare meals for you."

She was hugged by him, knowing that she could not hide, she simply plunged her head into his chest, released the brocade pillow in her hand, and grabbed her shoulder with her small hand, and kept silent.

In the cubicle, he cleaned her body. She was soaked in the bath tub obediently. In addition to her face rising infrared, she did not refuse his cleaning.

Outside the compartment, Grandpa Li came in with stitches and brought in a few confidantes to arrange the bed. Of course, he did not miss the messy bed, the pieces of silk, looking at the quantity, and the traces on the silk, Grandpa Li gave a sigh from the bottom of his heart. His beloved emperor, it seems that he not only likes to be a man, but also cares more about his own dragon body than when he favored the concubine.

Taking advantage of other people's inattention, he just put away the silks, and then kept silent. Inside the compartment, there was the sound of water and the occasional whisper of the emperor.

It seems that this little Zhuozi not only had a night of graciousness, but even let the emperor personally bathe for the bath.

However, since this little Zhuozi has a gold medal from the Queen Mother, will the Empress himself be obsessed with Yingyan in order to prevent the royal driver from enlisting, missed the fighter, and specially arranged it for the Emperor?

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