Even though she is a killer, her body is pure and pure!
But he wanted her again and again, possessing her domineeringly, as if she was born to be his tool
No, she doesn’t want to be used as a tool anymore, whether it’s a killing tool or a bed or sex tool, she doesn’t want to be used as a tool!
He slapped the water in the bucket hatefully, slapped it hard!
"Sister Moyan, what's wrong with you?"
Xiaoyu's voice sounded outside the door
She stopped slapping the water and said calmly, "It's okay."
There was a chuckle from outside the door, "Sister, hurry up, I have to serve the Queen Mother, and you have to prepare for the Peach Blossom Banquet."
"knew"
In the peach blossom forest, the peach blossoms are like fire. The branches of the flowers and branches are of varying shades. Some are as bright as blood, some are as gorgeous as rouge. Thousands of trees are woven into a brocade of flowers.
The breeze blows gently, and thousands of peach blossoms rise and fall at the same time. Being in it feels like a fairyland
Standing silently, looking up, I felt an unbelievable and unreal feeling to the scenery in front of me.
There is such a beautiful scenery in the world
The corners of his lips couldn't help but sneer. In this world, only rich people have the leisure and leisure to manage these beauties.
If you are an ordinary person, apart from life, there is no mood in your eyes.
In the corridor, there are rows of low tables, filled with fine wine and food. Behind each table stands a maid, silently standing in the center.
Although the Queen Mother was much colder towards her, her identity was that of a palace maid beside the Queen Mother after all.
What's more, the host of this event is the Queen Mother. As a palace official of Yonghe Palace, she cannot be rude to the Queen Mother.
The time is almost here
The concubines filed into the scorching peach blossom forest, their clothes were colorful, the colors were gorgeous, and it was another scene of hundreds of flowers blooming.
The emperor is not coming. What are they doing so hard in their clothes? They lower their eyes silently, with sympathy flashing in their eyes. Even though they know there is no hope, they are still full of expectations.
Just like in the forest, a group of lionesses will use any means to kill each other in order to get the favor of the only male lion. The last one alive may be the winner.
Ning Shuyi's belly is very obvious, and she has gained a lot of weight, but she still can't hide her beauty
I saw that her tall peony beads were surrounded by emerald green, with large red persimmon stems, broken branches, and carved silk sleeves, and her coat was gorgeous and gorgeous. Her powder was light and even, and her eyebrows were skillfully painted.
As soon as she appeared, all the concubines stood up to please her.
Mo Yan accidentally saw Qin Cainu following her, and was secretly surprised. This Qin Cainu was originally assigned by the queen to the emperor, but she didn't expect that she would join Ning Shuyi so quickly.
After a while, the Queen Mother's Feng Luan slowly arrived. Supporting her was the beautiful and elegant Concubine Hua, followed by a group of palace officials.
Hua Fei's pink thin coat with left hem, turquoise heddle skirt, sand green trousers, and moon white skirt with stitching are fresh and natural.
Seeing Concubine Hua appearing next to the Queen Mother, some people had envious looks in their eyes, and some had gloating smiles.
The queen is not in good health. Although the imperial doctor has been saying that the queen just needs to rest and she will be fine, everyone understands this tacitly.
The queen and the princess are like sisters. The death of the princess is the biggest blow to the queen and also the fear of the impermanence of life.
It's just that Concubine Hua originally lived in seclusion, but she became famous because of this incident. Even Ning Shuyi, who was in the limelight for a while, couldn't catch up with her. Is it possible that if the queen is gone, Concubine Hua is the successor?
Everyone said hello and the Queen Mother gave her a seat