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Chapter seven hundred and sixty first act to the end

A strong soreness passed down her throat. Gong Yueyue's eyes were slightly red, and she wanted to get up to hide her emotions. However, the moment she stood up, she was hugged by Zhao Changyuan. Before she had time to think, Gong Yueyue sat on his bed.

Legs.

"Don't leave me, don't leave me now." Hearing Zhao Changyuan whisper in her ear, Gong Yueyue unconsciously gave up the idea of ​​breaking away from his arms.

Thin arms gently hooked up his broad shoulders, patting Zhao Changyuan's solid back rhythmically. Gong Yueyue slowly put her head on his shoulder, feeling his faint trembling, Gong Yueyue said softly

: "Don't be afraid, Changyuan, we have to perform this scene together. I will not leave you until the curtain ends."

Suddenly, Zhao Changyuan, who was hanging his head, suddenly let go of Gong Yueyue in his arms, looked at Gong Yueyue in front of him absently, and said in a trembling voice: "Yueyue, are we going to be actors in this life?"

Staring at the sadness in his deep eyes like a pool of water, Gong Yueyue smiled greenly, her soft white slender fingers lightly brushed Zhao Changyuan's sword-shaped eyebrows, played with his long eyelashes like a small fan, and said softly: "Chang Yuan

, I just discovered today that your eyelashes are really long and more delicate than many women."

Suddenly he picked up the smiling Gong Yueyue in his arms, and Zhao Changyuan slowly walked towards the inner hall. An uneasy feeling arose in Gong Yueyue's heart, and he couldn't help but push Zhao Changyuan's tightly hugged arms.

, said softly: "Put me down and let me go by myself."

Zhao Changyuan shook his head resolutely, looked at Gong Yueyue in his arms, and said quietly: "I don't want to let you go, Yueyue, I want to become a real couple with you!"

Misty tears filled Gong Yueyue's clear eyes silently. These words were so familiar. She once said the same words to another man under the beautiful moonlight in Chang'an.

However, in just a few months, everything changed.

Gong Yueyue shook her head quietly and said in an erratic voice: "No, we can't. If so, you will betray Hang Wei."

Zhao Changyuan stared at Gong Yueyue's sad face, still holding her steadily into the inner hall, gently placing her on the pure white bed, and then stretched out his hand to pull the soft red embroidered plum curtain hanging from the fourteen-hook green jade crane.

The tent was slowly lowered.

Across the red curtains, he slowly sat on the edge of the soft bed, stretched out his hand and touched Gong Yueyue's petite cheek. The softness of the gauze and Gong Yueyue's smooth skin together awakened his sleeping desires.

And, on the other side, Gong Yueyue no longer dodges the warm touch from Zhao Changyuan's generous palm, and indulges in Zhao Changyuan's gentleness. At that moment, Gong Yueyue's cold and lonely heart suddenly blooms into a flower watered with warmth.

flower.

Lin Wei's love, Lin Wei's appearance, and Lin Wei's affection made Gong Yueyue completely in pain the moment she learned that Princess Yuzhang was pregnant.

Every dark night, whenever she thinks of Lin Wei and Princess Yuzhang, Gong Yueyue's heart will ache. But tonight, Gong Yueyue doesn't want to remember them again.

Through the soft red gauze curtain and the yellowish candlelight, Zhao Changyuan gently leaned over and kissed Gong Yueyue's thin lips.

It's not that he hasn't been kissed before, but the taste tonight is very different from before. A softness spread over Zhao Changyuan's body in an instant. Feeling Gong Yueyue's softness, the desire in his heart was like spring grass burned by wildfire, fierce

Burning like a prairie fire.

Suddenly the gauze curtain was lifted, Zhao Changyuan's gentle hand touched Gong Yueyue's delicate shoulders, and met her clear eyes. In an instant, all the people and things in the palace were put down.

At this moment, only Gong Yueyue could be seen in Zhao Changyuan's deep and dark eyes. He leaned down, kissed Gong Yueyue's small and crystal clear earlobe, and said softly: "Gong Yueyue, I will definitely make you happy."

The icy cold wind suddenly blew out the flaming red candles swaying on the desk, and the entire inner hall fell into boundless darkness. It was a dark night, filled with tenderness.

Nowadays, it is already the depth of winter in Lin'an City, and they have already moved away from Lingxi Palace, away from the invisible but ubiquitous secret battle to seize the heir in the royal city.

Gong Yueyue gathered up the velvet collar of her bright red plum blossom satin coat and gently rubbed her soft white palms. The black eyebrows on her forehead were slightly blown by the cold wind that leaked out of the carriage, and she felt a refreshing chill.

Gong Yueyue unconsciously smiled and said: "I didn't expect that Lin'an, located in the south of the Yangtze River, would be so cold in winter."

Seeing the tip of her nose that was slightly flushed by the cold wind, Po Li smiled and handed the prepared brass plum blossom stove to Gong Yueyue's hand. He smiled sweetly and said: "I know you like plum blossoms, so His Highness asked the craftsman to make it."

Got this plum branch heater."

He straightened his handle and placed a square pot with flowers on his temples. Po Li looked at the silent Gong Yueyue with a smile in his eyes, and said with a chuckle: "I just found out that you are going to Xiling, and His Highness the Fourth Prince specially told me in private.

, saying that you are recovering from your illness, but your body cannot withstand the cold wind, so let me take good care of you."

The wooden wheels of the chariot made a rolling sound on the bluestone road of the West Lake. In the dark red chariot, what greeted Po Li's laughter and laughter was Gong Yueyue's long silence.

"There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone." After a long time, Gong Yueyue raised her hand and stroked her fine eyebrows, looked at Po Li with her long and beautiful eyes, and said in a quiet tone.

Seeing the calm expression on her fair cheeks, Po Li guessed that there was some unknown and subtle feeling between her and Zhao Changyuan. He smiled lightly and said pleasantly: "Therefore, I will be so beautiful that I can see the frost and snow, so I am not afraid of the anger of the green-waisted jade girl."

Hearing this, Gong Yueyue, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but chuckle and said softly: "The song you are singing is "A Song for Xue Xiucai Again" by Wang Jinggong."

Po Li's huge brown pupils suddenly opened with a little sparkle, and he said softly: "The song you are playing is "Plum Blossom" by Wang Anshi."

Smiling, a trace of sadness suddenly appeared on Po Li's snow-white face, and he couldn't help but whisper: "When I was a child, my father always held me on his knees and recited to me the poems of various famous people."

After a pause, Po Li said with deep eyes: "However, I don't really like Wang Anshi's poems. I always feel that they are missing some charm. Speaking of which, Li Bai is my favorite, with such boldness and cheerfulness."

Seeing the always resolute Po Li suddenly showing a sad look, Gong Yueyue's heart was filled with excitement. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to hold Po Li's slightly cool slender hand, and said softly: "I like Wang Jinggong, not only.

It’s because of his poetry, and more importantly, I appreciate his statesmanlike attitude in insisting on implementing reforms for the people of the world.”

As he spoke, the slightly sharp voice of the officer driving the car could be heard leisurely, "Fourth Princess, Xiling Seal Society has arrived. Please get out of the car."

Gong Yueyue quickly opened the thick dark red curtain with her hand, and the elf's wonderful eyes looked out, and said happily: "Quick! Po Li, I think you are also interested in this place where talents gather! That's why I brought you here today.

Come along."

Without turning her head, Gong Yueyue looked at the delighted Po Li with a bright smile and clear eyes. Looking at Gong Yueyue's gentle smile, Po Li also said with a smile: "Well, my father loved collecting the most when he was alive.

To be able to come here today, I really got what I wanted." (To be continued)


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