She shook her head, her heart feeling inexplicably low. She tilted her head in her jade palms, her melancholy gaze fell on an unknown distance, and she asked faintly: "Murong Yun... what kind of person is he?"
Xintong was not surprised at all when she called the prince by his first name, as if she had always been like this. She calmed down and said timidly: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty is handsome and unrestrained, he is a fairy-like figure.
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"Really?" Does that mean that the woman around him is better than she imagined?
A handsome and elegant nobleman, even if he does not have a harem of three thousand like an emperor, is probably not far behind.
"Miss, your hands..." Xintong's attention fell on her green jade hands, and the worn pink marks tightened her heart. "Slave, go get some anesthesia for the miss."
The ointment for pain and blood stasis is here, please be patient for now, I will be back soon."
After that, without waiting for her reply, she picked up her skirt and hurried to the courtyard.
Yang Xi watched the two slender calves drifting away, and it was too late to stop them. She looked at her thin skin and tender flesh, and a helpless smile appeared on her lips. In modern times, she had lived for two years.
I have never seen such delicate and smooth skin in more than ten years, and even babies who are just born are beyond the reach of it. This ancient time is really a good place for outstanding people.
I wonder if the time in the 21st century is the same as this era. It has been more than a month since she came here. In modern times, she has been "dead" for more than a month? The pain caused by her disappearance
It should gradually disappear over time. In a few years, maybe no one will remember Yang Xi.
It turns out that she is also so afraid of being forgotten...
Can this lonely soul drifting from another world survive safely in this time and space? In the mysterious arrangement of fate, is there still a chance for her to return?
Her parents' divorce may have made her heartbroken, but when she recalled it, she no longer felt the pain and loss, there was no love, and even no hatred. The only thing in the world that could make her care was to fall with her.
Huo Yu of Ya...
She was lying on the bench, her heart wandering somewhere.
"Can I be happy here?" If you can't go back, you have to find a way to live well. Only by experiencing the fear of death can you know the preciousness of life.
No one can answer her, and she doesn't pray for others to answer. No one can answer this question.
"If...if you leave here, will your life be better?" At least, will you be freer? In this age where men are superior to women, a woman's destiny depends on a man. Once the man has no interest in her anymore,
, the end is often very tragic.
She knew a lot of tragic stories about women in ancient times, and those were all given by their men.
"Can't we live without men?" She tilted her head slightly, presumably these words would frighten the timid Xintong again.
A naughty smile appeared at the corner of her lips. She turned around slowly, and suddenly, the smile froze on her lips - what a handsome man!
The sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, the carefully carved face and facial features are simply the perfect masterpiece of God. A pair of bottomless starry eyes are full of fatal temptation. Anyone who takes a look at them will unconsciously fall into them and be unable to extricate themselves. He is really handsome.
I'm stunned! Her figure is unparalleled, over 1.85 meters tall, slender yet tall! Her plain white clothes are swaying in the wind, and she looks so chic and noble.
Oh my God, among all the people in the world, I am afraid that only Huo Yu can compare to this god-like figure.
It is said that all the people in ancient times were malnourished and underdeveloped. How come this guy has such a good figure? Where is the slightest bit of imperfection? Looking at his clothes, he looks rich or noble. It is probably because people like him have eaten up all the good things.
, so it develops very well.
The arms are full of hard muscles, so masculine! And the collarbone... It turns out that a man's collarbone can be so attractive, making people want to take a bite... That
The face is so perfect that even women would hate it. The skin is not tender but it is quite comfortable to touch. When the palms touch the stubble, it feels numb and has a unique feeling. And the tight lips repeatedly reveal
Sexy scent.
The most charming thing is those eyes, like stars and clouds, unfathomable, even when they stare at people, they are so charming that they will kill you... But, what are they staring at her for?
"You...uh...ah!"
Startled by her own scream, Yang Xi took several steps back until she hit the stone pillar behind her. Her limp body slipped onto the bench and she barely sat down, but her heart was still beating wildly.
She, she, she... is actually hanging in the arms of a strange man, holding someone else's face and looking at it carefully, no! She is a lustful bastard! Oh my god! It's so embarrassing!
"Have you seen enough?" He looked at her leisurely, and his calm tone could not tell whether he was happy or angry.
"Uh, that's enough... that's enough." She calmed down her thoughts, changed to a comfortable position and sat down, carefully studying his handsome face. "It's really beautiful."
He raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised by her unscrupulous praise. Especially, although her clear and bright big eyes were staring straight at him, they were innocent and magnanimous, without the slightest hint of debauchery. This kind of gaze actually aroused
He had a hint of interest. However, any expression seemed to stay on his face for only half a second. In just an instant, his face had returned to calm, with a trace of indifference that could repel people thousands of miles away.
"You really don't remember me?" he asked, audibly suspicious.
"I don't remember." She replied readily, without any ambiguity.
I really don’t remember, she is not Yang Xi!
"Are you Murong Yun?" Being able to come and go freely in Duke Xiyang's mansion without restriction, if it's not Murong Yun himself, it's his brothers and family members. However, how could Murong Yun be so handsome and naturally aristocratic?
style?
Murong Yun is evaluated in modern literature as a "puppet emperor" with a "calm and mediocre personality". After serving as emperor for two years, he was beheaded by Feng Ba. The man in front of him looked like he was not in the pool at first glance. How could he be willing to be one?