He stopped talking and suddenly walked out of the hall. She was stunned for a moment. I wonder why he was angry again. He hurriedly chased after him and shouted, "Xiahou Lie, you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the palace gate was opened. Li Changan hurriedly walked in and brought the room into the wind and snow.

Xiahou Lie suddenly stopped, Mu Qingwan couldn't stop and suddenly hit his arms, her face turned red. She came to her senses and was about to break away, but he hugged her tighter. She raised her eyes and glared at him, but he asked Li Changan indifferently as if he hadn't seen it:

"What's up?"

Seeing that they were about to go out, Li Changan quickly raised the two cloaks in his hands and said with a smile:

"When I go back to the emperor, it is snowing heavily outside. It's still a long way from here to the bedroom. Long lively master is not at peace for a while, and the empress is delicate and must not be affected by the wind and cold, so the servant went to get the cloak. It happened to be right. The emperor, the empress, and the sedan chair are already waiting outside."

"It's snowing outside?" Mu Qingwan hurriedly ran to the door in surprise. After sitting in the Golden Palace for more than an hour, the outside had turned into a world of pink and jade. Crystal snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and the flowers, plants and trees not far away were all covered in silver, which was quite poetic and picturesque.

In modern times, her family lived in Guangzhou, and it was rare to see snow in winter. Later, when she arrived here, Xichu was also in the south and had never seen heavy snow. Today, she suddenly saw this heavy snowfall. She felt so excited and excited.

She ran back again, took the big red background with green brocade-woven feather satin cloak in Li Changan's hand, tied the wind belt and said to Xiahou Lie:

"If you are not feeling well, go back in the sedan chair. I'll just walk back by myself."

As he said that, he ran out hurriedly without waiting for his reaction.

The snow was falling down, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated on the ground. She stepped on it and made a "creak" sound. She felt it was interesting and jumped around and stepped on it. Seeing that the footprints she had stepped on were all behind, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

He was having fun, and suddenly the sound of stepping on the snow came from behind him. When he turned around, Xiahou Lie rushed up. The black marten rat hair cloak was placed on him, making him look more handsome and noble, with a superb spirit.

"Why are you here?"

He glanced at her, walked straight forward without saying a word.

Seeing that he was still like this, Mu Qingwan bit her lip and grimaced at his back. She simply stopped talking and walked behind him slowly.

The snow was still falling, and there was no one along the way. The whole world seemed to be able to hear the "crying" sounds under the feet of the two of them. Mu Qingwan looked at Xiahou Lie's back and the endless road ahead. For some reason, she suddenly felt a very calm and peaceful feeling in her heart, as if she could just walk on and walk on without hesitation...

In a daze, a black shadow suddenly burst out from the flowers beside her and rushed towards her. She was shocked, "Ah--" screaming, and she was about to fall down as soon as she slipped under her feet. The next second, she was wrapped in a warm embrace and a familiar ambergris.

Xiahou Lie. These three words popped up in his mind.

His low voice came from his ears, "Don't be afraid!"

The calm voice was filled with the power to calm people's hearts, and her rapidly rising and falling heartbeat gradually calmed down.

The big hands that were ringing on her waist were so hot that it could almost melt the ice and snow-capped-

She opened her eyes, her face was pale and her fearful eyes fell on his face, still expressionless, but her lips habitually pursed again.

A cold breath came to his head, and his tone was filled with sarcasm:

"I thought you were not afraid of heaven or earth, but I didn't expect a little wild cat to scare you like this!"

This man...This man...

Mu Qingwan was so angry that she gritted her teeth. The gratitude that had been brewing in her heart just now disappeared without a trace. She was about to fight back a few words, but she unexpectedly let her go and turned around and walked forward.

She caught off guard and hurriedly held the tree trunk beside her before she could barely stabilize her body. She couldn't stand his sarcastic tuning. She bent down and quickly caught a ball of snow and squeezed it to hit him. But as soon as she raised her hand, she suddenly seemed to think of something, and her hand suddenly lost its strength and slowly drooped down. The snow ball hit the ground with a "boom--" sound.

He didn't know how to be polite because she was nothing in his heart.

The snow was still floating down, the world was blurred, and it was impossible to see clearly ten steps away. Mu Qingwan looked at Xia Hou Lie's back becoming more and more blurry, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The two of them left just now didn't feel anything. Now when he left, there was no one everywhere, and a desolate and lonely suddenly spread in his heart, as if she was the only one left in the vast land, walking alone.

Extending her right hand, the snowflakes fell on her palms, and the bone-bone coldness began to spread from her fingers. She shook her head and then walked a few steps. A heart-wrenching pain came from her feet. She simply sat down in the snow and pulled her skirt to see that her ankles were red and swollen like radishes. She looked up and looked at the direction where Xiahou Lie disappeared again, but she only saw the vast snow curtain, and where was there any trace of him?

The nose felt sore, she gritted her teeth and endured the pain for a while until she finally couldn't resist the pain and fell to the ground.

She felt sad and angrily grabbed the snow beside her and smashed it in the direction where Xiahou Lie disappeared, slamming and scolding:

"Xiahou Lie, you bastard!"

As soon as he finished scolding, a slightly sarcastic voice sounded next to him: "What should you blame for insulting me in secret?"

She was stunned and turned to see someone next to her looking at her coldly, her clothes fluttering and her eyebrows were picturesque. Who wasn't Xiahou Lie?!

When Mu Qingwan saw him, she felt mixed feelings. She didn't know whether it was joy, anger, anger, or something else. Seeing that his eyes were joking, she realized that she was sitting on the ground without any image like a cheating child. Her face suddenly turned red and she wanted to stand up awkwardly, but she couldn't use any strength because of her foot injury.

She bit her lip and was at a loss, but she heard him say:

“Come up.”

She looked at him in shock and leaned over slightly in front of her. He wanted to carry her?

While she was stunned, Xiahou Lie in front of her was already a little impatient: "If I don't come up, I'll leave."

"Oh." She came to her senses in an instant, fearing that he would throw herself away again, so she hurriedly climbed up with indecent movements.

Seeing her anxious look, Xiahou Lie only felt that his mood was getting better all of a sudden, and a smile slowly bloomed on his face.

Of course, Mu Qingwan naturally couldn't see it.

Xiahou Lie's back was wide and thick, and he felt very safe. Mu Qingwan put his hands on his shoulders. Before he could calm down, he looked at his ten red fingers and looked at the back of Xiahou Lie's head. He was immediately blessed to his heart. Her hands had just touched the snow, and naturally it was cold. A trace of cunning flashed in her eyes. She deliberately slowly moved her hands towards his warm neck.

His hands suddenly reached into his neck, and the warm skin was touched under his hands. His body shrank for a moment, and his steps stopped immediately.

One, two, three... She finally couldn't help but laughed on his back.

She felt his hands move, as if she was measuring whether she should throw her down.

She felt panicked. She didn't care about anything else and hugged his neck tightly. But his gritted teeth came from her ear: "Mu Qingwan!"

She looked up and realized that she had subconsciously moved her hands, holding his neck tightly with her ice-like hands, and the coldness was imaginable.

This time, she couldn't help but laugh so hard that she burst into tears.

Xiahou Lie said in a deep voice: "I really want me to throw you down?"

Seeing that he was so angry, Mu Qingwan hurriedly held back her smile and explained: "No, no, no... God testified, I didn't mean it just now."

Xiahou Lie snorted coldly and took a step bigger. After the trouble just now, and after sitting behind the Golden Palace for a long time before, Mu Qingwan felt a little tired, so she leaned on his back gently. In a trance, she seemed to feel Xiahou Lie's body stiffen, and she seemed to turn her head and look at her, but it seemed that there was no.

She stared blankly at the flying snow in front of her, quietly listening to the sound of his shoes stepping on the snow, and felt that this moment was suddenly extremely peaceful.

"Xiahou Lie, if I beg you to withdraw the troops attacking Xi Chu, would you agree?"

She murmured suddenly after leaving for no reason.

His heart was shocked, but his steps were not stopped for a moment, but instead he took a quicker pace. Mu Qingwan waited and waited, but did not receive his response, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: He would indeed not miss this opportunity to take revenge on Xi Chu and take revenge on the Mu family!

He did not agree to withdraw his troops, so Xi Chu is still in danger. Who should she ask for help? Is Hengzhi? Or Showa?

She closed her eyes and felt a little confused.

"Emperor, Empress, you are finally back."

After walking for a while, Li Changan's anxious voice came from his ears. Mu Qingwan opened her eyes and glanced at the three gold-burned characters on the plaque on her forehead - Long Yu Palace.

Memories surged like a tide, and she moved with some resistance, but Xiahou Lie did not let go, but only ordered Li Changan:

"You guys go down, there is no need to serve here."

"Slaves obey the order!"

Seeing a roomful of slaves coming out in a row and closing the door, Mu Qingwan suddenly became a little scared.

He suddenly put his body down. Before she could stand firm, she felt a wet and hot kiss swept overwhelmingly.

"No—" Mu Qingwan widened her eyes, finally breathing a breath of fresh air, and hurriedly made a sound to stop it, but he seemed to have not heard it, and once again covered her lips, tossed and turned, and tried his best to do it.

His kiss was always direct and domineering, but this time, he gradually slowed down and became patient. He held her face with both hands, held her lips with his lips, biting and licking it little by little, making Mu Qingwan feel itchy all over her body, the speed of blood all over her body began to slowly speed up, and her breathing became gradually rapid.

She tightened his cloak and tried hard to resist, but his agile tongue took the opportunity to quickly penetrate her mouth, rolled out her fragrant tongue and entangled herself. The force of the entanglement gradually increased, and her brain seemed to be sucked away by him. Her brain slowly became blank, and she felt countless electric currents spread between the two entangled lips and tongues, and her body seemed to have no autonomy.

After a kiss, her whole body was so soft that it was unreasonable.

"If you want to ask me to withdraw my troops, let me see your sincerity!"

He took a deep breath, lowered his head, and his dense kiss fell on her cheeks like raindrops.

Mu Qingwan was shocked. Unexpectedly, he still remembered what she said just now. At this moment, his eyes were already filled with love and desire. She knew that even if she didn't surrender to him for her father and mother, she would not be able to escape this disaster. So she stopped talking, closed her eyes and stretched her hand around his neck, as if she was obedient.

He narrowed his eyes slightly because of her initiative, and looked down at her red cheeks while looking at her red cheeks. He took off the cloak from her body with his big hands and stripped off her clothes one by one. His movements were very gentle, not a little rough, but those subtle sounds still made Mu Qingwan open her eyes. His fingers rubbed her back, and then slid down her spine. Wherever she passed, there was a burst of raging fire.

The psychological construction in the heart is one thing, but the real face is another. Xiahou Lie’s memory of this thing is really not very good, so every time he does to her, she can’t help but feel a sense of fear.

She turned her head and broke away from his lips, pressed his running arms, and whispered: "Don't..."

However, I'm afraid even she herself didn't know that this rejection brought a long and lingering smell, which was as intoxicating as mellow wine, soft as an invitation and inducement.

His Adam's apple moved uncontrollably, and his fingers reached her waist and pulled the string. The skirt came down, and a chill suddenly came. In addition to a thin belly cover, her skin was almost exposed to the air without any concealment. Although there was a fire under the floor of Longyu Palace to keep the hall warm, the careful Li Changan had already burned the stove in the palace to prevent it from being cold, but she still felt a layer of goose bumps on her skin quickly.

She gasped. Before she could make a sound, he had already lowered his head and bit the little strawberry on her chest through his belly. Her delicate body suddenly trembled heavily, and her whole body tensed, "Xiahou Lie..."

He bite and let go, his fingers wrapped around the back of her neck, untied the string of his belly, threw it into the ground, and held Fang Fengying, who was trembling in the air, and spoke while smashing her reason:

"Call my name."

She made another sound, her voice soft and greasy, "Xiahou Lie..."

Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes were trembling, and her expression on her face was as beautiful as a rose that had just bloomed. She was charming and a little nervous and shy, but he was not satisfied. He carried her to the bench beside her and lay down, and took off her legs as quickly as possible. Her strong body overturned and raised her chin. Her voice was rarely gentle but in a commanding voice:

"Open your eyes and look at me!"

She bit her lips and had to open her eyes to see him. At this moment, his face was still calm, his face was expressionless, his eyes were as deep as the sea, his eyes were cold and focused. Under such a sight, it seemed that she was transparent, and there was no trace of secret to escape. Her heart suddenly jumped, and his domineering voice came from her ears:

"Don't close your eyes. I want you to watch carefully and feel it well, and see clearly who loves you, , who makes you comfortable, and who makes you scream and moan."

Her whole face was as red as cherry blossoms, and she didn't know what it felt like. Her father and mother's face flashed through her mind. She was stunned for a while and nodded blankly. As he said, she opened her eyes and looked at him, watched him slowly lower her head, and held her lips.

Although she had done this with Xiahou Lie countless times, this was the first time he was so gentle and patient. Every kiss and every touching action was so gentle, brushing across her body like a feather, without the pain of the past, it made people unbearable.

"Tell me, do you want it very much? How can I know how you feel if you don't say it? Huh?"

The smile on his face made Mu Qingwan want his eyes to turn into sharp blades. He cursed in his heart, but he was unwilling to beg for mercy.

Seeing that she was still stubborn and silent, his fingers seemed to brush past every sensitive point in her inadvertently, but they deliberately did not satisfy her like scratching the shoe. Her knees bent and straightened, straightened and bent, and she didn't know how to place them to make herself feel more comfortable.
Chapter completed!