It was the quietest time in the afternoon when Feng Ziying stepped into Chongxuan Temple.
Yuanchun left the palace again, and I don't know what reason she gave, but Baoqin came to say hello to her one day in advance.
It can be felt from Baoqin's complex expression that Baoqin is worried and scared, and of course he also has some expectations, which is difficult to sum up in one word.
Yuanchun should have roughly told Baoqin some things, but it was unclear whether he explained everything about the future, and Feng Ziying couldn't ask further. Anyway, he believed in Baoqin's loyalty to Yuanchun, and that was enough.
This time Feng Ziying did not greet the abbot Xuanzhen, but disguised herself and quietly entered Chongxuan Temple. Baoqin and Na Chengen were waiting outside the quiet courtyard. As soon as Feng Ziying arrived, she sneaked in quietly.
Of course, Feng Ziying was not so careless, and she brought a group of guards with her to set up guard around the quiet courtyard, just in case.
Hearing Feng Ziying's footsteps, Yuan Chun, who had been standing in front of the window meditating, suddenly turned around.
He took a few steps and wanted to pounce on him, but he seemed to have thought of something again and stopped suddenly. He hesitated to speak, and his slightly shy eyes became fiery.
When Feng Ziying spread his hands, Yuan Chun finally stopped being reserved and rushed over, hugging Feng Ziying tightly.
That plump body threw herself into her arms, and Feng Ziying deeply felt the true meaning of the word voluptuous.
He was in a daze. Where he started, there was a kind of elasticity that was hard to describe in words. He could only turn it into one word, "run".
Feng Ziying subconsciously tried to dig in from the hem of her clothes, but Yuan Chun only resisted a little and allowed Feng Ziying to do whatever he wanted.
It wasn't until Feng Ziying slid her other hand down along her warm belly to explore, going straight to that wonderful place, that Yuanchun rolled her eyes in annoyance, stopping her impudence.
Although the right hand failed to explore, the left hand thought of all the beauty in the world. The mutton-fat jade that could not be grasped with one hand was comparable to Wang Xifeng, but it was a little more firm and solid like an unmarried virgin.
The pleasure brought by getting it made Feng Ziying not have such an almost impulsive desire for a long time.
It is definitely a beauty. Only when you savor it carefully can you feel the perfection of every aspect.
Feng Ziying did not go any further, but carefully maintained this layer of emotion that needed to be cared for and cultivated slowly.
He knows that haste makes waste. Yuanchun is a young virgin. Although he is not young, his experience in this area is blank. Even the closest relationship with a man is like a blank sheet of paper. He has to rely entirely on himself.
Paint for her feelings.
The two of them were tired of being together like this. Feng Ziying had already kissed Yuan Chun's lips. The fierce offensive made Yuan Chun completely fall. As long as they did not break through the last hurdle, other Yuan Chun was completely defenseless against Feng Ziying.
After a long time, Feng Ziying and Yuan Chun slowly woke up from their dreams. At this time, Feng Ziying was sitting in the official hat chair, while Yuan Chun was held horizontally in his arms.
Her hairpin was messy, and her fair, plump neck was connected from head to tail by the untied folds of her clothes. The deep ravine was squeezed by the plump peaks on both sides, making it look even more unfathomable.
"Ziying, you are becoming more and more unrestrained, and you are not afraid of being seen." After a long time, Yuanchun sighed and said: "I don't know when these affairs in the palace will come to an end?"
"As long as you are disloyal, I will not leave you. I will naturally get you out and give you a normal life. It is only a matter of time. Don't worry, everything will be fine." Feng Ziying was very happy.
Frankly and honestly.
Yuanchun seemed to enjoy hearing such words that gave her a sense of psychological reassurance.
This can give her great comfort and security after staying in the palace for a long time and dealing with those with ulterior motives.
Especially this person turned into his lover like a dream.
I had this extravagant wish in my dreams, but I didn't expect it to become a reality.
Even Yuanchun admired himself for being so bold, and forcibly "forcing" the relationship between the two into such a situation. This was perhaps his proudest move.
Recalling the various interactions between himself and Feng Ziying, this man seems to have always maintained a certain sense of alienation and wariness towards him, but it cannot be denied that his charm also has a special attraction for him.
Yuanchun wasn't sure whether her status as a noble concubine was part of this attraction, but even if it was, it wasn't the main thing.
This man has a firm will and careful thinking. Perhaps his complex feelings towards women, or his own special charm, are the main reasons why he finally succeeds in breaking through this point.
The pleasure brought by the great achievement of conquering this person, who is known as the most dazzling political star in the capital city, gave Jia Yuanchun an indescribable numbness all over his body.
If it weren't for the fact that Tiangui has been gone for a long time and now is his most dangerous period, Yuanchun would really want to dedicate himself.
"I believe it." Yuan Chun raised his head, looking at the confident light in Feng Ziying's eyes, and even his voice trembled a little, "Sometimes I feel that spending time in the palace is like a year. If I don't find something to solve it, I feel that I
It's almost driving me crazy."
Feng Ziying laughed and said, "Yuan Chun, you have been in the palace for so many years, don't you even have this little patience?"
"I don't care! It was before. At that time, I never thought so much, and I didn't have such expectations as you. It's not an exaggeration to say that my heart was ashen. But now that I have worries, it's different.
"
Yuanchun's pink and jade-like lower jaw is round and full, and can be broken by a blow. Just under Feng Ziying's eyelids, there is an aura like a Guanyin master. In addition, the half-undressed clothes and the slight undulations of mutton-fat jade-like skin make Feng Ziying
All thoughts come to a standstill.
"Yes, it's different." Feng Ziying swallowed, her voice becoming a little astringent. It was really a huge challenge to endure such suffering, especially when this was her own weakness, "I have everything.
But for the sake of a longer and better life in the future, we still need to wait for the right time, and if you are really free, you might as well do something for me."
Hearing the seriousness of Feng Ziying's words, Yuan Chun woke up from his intoxication, sat up straight and tightened his clothes, "What can I help you with? Monitor Qiu Shi'an?"
"Qiu Shi'an doesn't need to monitor him. I told you last time that he is an extremely smart and slippery person who has been able to stand in the palace for so many years. As long as he can understand who is most beneficial to him, he will spare no effort to do it.
, no supervision is required."
Feng Ziying's palm penetrated the skirt of her clothes again, but Yuan Chun refused to interfere with the business at this time. He slapped Feng Ziying's palm and rolled his eyes angrily, "Ziying, we have plenty of time in the future, are you really short of women? So...
Are you anxious? Baochai, Daiyu, Yingchun, Baoqin, and your eldest brother, even Miaoyu and Xiuyan, are with you. It’s not enough for you..."
Feng Ziying retracted her hand, but there was no shame on her face, and she said calmly: "Everyone has their own unique flavor and meaning, the orchid in the empty valley, the hibiscus in the water, the majestic peony, the Dettol crabapple, the proud wintersweet, each has its own unique taste and meaning."
The same, so Yuanchun, you can’t use such words to talk about me in a hurry..."
Being stunned by Feng Ziying's confident words, Yuanchun rolled his eyes and asked, "Then what kind of flower do you think I am?"
This made Feng Ziying wonder. In "A Dream of Red Mansions", Yuanchun corresponds to the pomegranate flower, which means many seeds and many children. However, that sentence is really unlucky, and Yuanchun's fate was obviously changed by her.
It seems a little inappropriate to use pomegranate flowers to describe it. What about the wealth of flowers, peonies?
In Feng Ziying's mind, both Yuanchun and Baochai have an innate aura of wealth, but the two women are naturally different. Yuanchun has the blessing of entering the palace as a concubine, and her aura is overwhelming, while Baochai is
She is pampered, coupled with her graceful and generous temperament and the fact that she married herself, she is rich and noble.
"In my mind you should be the magnificent Yao Huang Wei Zi, but I would rather you be the fiery red pomegranate..." Feng Ziying blinked.
Yuanchun was at a loss. The rich peony was easy to understand, but what did the durian flower mean? "Why do you want me to be a durian flower?"
"Having many seeds and having many children, isn't it just right for our Feng family?" Feng Ziying chuckled.
This is probably the most touching love story that Yuanchun has heard in his life, and it was said in such a situation. It can be said that the confusion, hesitation and some worries and hesitations in Yuanchun's heart have been swept away like a torrent.
She had thought about what would happen after she left the palace, but with her special status, she was afraid that Feng Ziying might only have fun with it, discard it like a pair of worn shoes after playing with it, and then send herself to far away places in the future, and that would be her end.
Responsibility, no matter how beautiful she is, to Feng Ziying, it is more like poison wrapped in honey. You can just lick the honey, but never swallow it.
Yuanchun's cheeks suddenly turned red, but a strange light shone in his pretty eyes, and even her whole chest rose sharply. She bit her lip and said tremblingly: "Ziying, do you really think so?"
"When did I, Feng Ziying, break my promise in front of others?" Feng Ziying said proudly: "That's what I thought in my heart. If you follow me after leaving the palace, you will naturally have children for me, and Yuanchun, you are born to have many children.
Fu's physique,..."
Yuan Chun couldn't help but use his jade arms to strangle Feng Ziying tightly, trying to embed his body into the other's body. Tears rolled down unsatisfactorily, and quickly wet Feng Ziying's chest and skirt.
Feng Ziying only felt a heat in her chest. Naturally, she understood that the beauty in her arms was deeply moved. She raised her hand to pick up her pink cheeks and said, "Why, didn't you believe what I said before? Or was it half-doubtful? Then you are too young.
Look at me, and in the future you will know that I, Feng Keng, am worth a thousand pieces of gold, even better than Ji Bu, and whatever I say will be whatever I say..."
Yuan Chun just hugged Feng Ziying tightly and said nothing, but the increasingly hot body and the plump lips that were blurred with tears but took the initiative to raise seemed to have said everything.
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