Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

   Chapter 800 The Tyrant's Little Princess (52)

   His palm gradually touched her ear, and his long fingers were covered with calluses, touching her cheek.

  Rough and thick touch, warm and dry.

  He didn't use any force, but just stroked the corner of her eyes.

   Rubbing lightly, as if imprinting something.

  Finally, his bony long fingers point down.

   Slowly, slowly, bit by bit, she untied the belt around her waist.

  The person in his arms did not struggle, his eyes were still closed, and his cheeks were pink.

  When she was hugged horizontally, she only slightly opened her eyes. There was a hazy mist in her beautiful peach eyes, and she seemed a little confused.

   There is no gentle kiss anymore, she still wants it.

  She hooked his neck and moved closer to him.

   It's just that when being put on the bed, the initiative returned to the man's hands.

   This night, it was so hot that it seemed that even the cold wind outside had disappeared.

  Xiang was dripping with sweat and fell into a deep sleep.

  All the springtime is hidden in the Taiji Hall, and no one can see it.

the next day.

  Changle Palace.

   "Princess, didn't you sleep well last night?"

  Shuang'er gently combed Yun Si's hair, and asked with concern.

  In front of the bronze mirror, the woman sitting upright, resting her chin, squinting her eyes slightly, looks a little tired.

  Since she got up at noon, until now, she has been sluggish and lacks energy.

  He rubbed his waist and felt lazy from time to time, as if he didn't sleep well all night.

  Shuang'er looked at it, naturally worried.

  The woman in front of the bronze mirror yawned lightly, with physiological tears flowing slightly.

  Her lips are a little red today, and there is no need to apply lip gloss at all.

  Powder cheeks are greasy, eyebrows and eyes are spring-like, and the beauty has become more and more amazing.

  She glanced at Shuang'er through the bronze mirror, raised her eyelids slightly, and hummed lazily.

  Last night, she really did not sleep well.

   Or rather, she really didn't sleep much.

  If they hadn't woken her up, come to think of it, she would have even slept through the night.

  The delicate beauty slowly lay down in front of the dressing table, resting her chin on the back of her hand.

   Close your eyes and take a nap.

   "I'll squint for a while, and wake me up when you're done."

   "Yes, Your Highness."

  Shuang'er's movements became lighter immediately, and the exquisite comb slowly passed through her waterfall-like black hair, and then neatly tied her hair into a bun.

  A person who is dozing off with his eyes closed breathes lightly and is extremely quiet.

  For a while, Changle Palace became peaceful and peaceful.

  It is like a cradle, urging people's drowsiness, making people fall asleep more and more.

  The maids outside the palace were waiting outside with prepared meals.

  Everything is still in order.

this day,

  The prince, who had received the cold wind all night, suddenly found that the emperor seemed to be in a better mood.

  Oh no, it should be said—too good to be felt like never before, so good that people are frightened and do not know what to do.

  At the morning court, not only did not kill anyone, but he also lightly praised the ministers who had been diligent and diligent during this period of time.

  The courtiers dare not lift their heads. When they are praised, the sweat on their backs is about to ooze out.

  Especially the Minister of the Ministry of War, who was the first to be ordered, his legs went limp immediately, and he knelt down with a plop.

   As a result, the emperor, who was always moody in the high hall, actually praised him for his dedication and integrity during this period of time.

  The Minister of the Ministry of War trembled even more when he heard it, and his head was about to hit the ground.

  Of course he wasn't excited, but because he was too scared.

  (end of this chapter)