The end of her nose was the clean and fresh smell in the ends of her hair, just like the pine cones around her. He seemed to be bewitched by fate, as if she had been waiting there, and she was destined to meet her, destined to be
Together.
The passion in the body was ignited, as if he had returned to his first love - although he had never had the first love. The wind blew gently, and the faint fragrance passed by, slowly spreading throughout his heart, and around him, there were some lively squirrels.
He jumped around, bent the red fruit tree, rippled in front of him, and there was also a bright red color in front of him.
He smiled on his face, and just hugged her tightly, even more tightly.
I hugged it and never let go again.
She could not struggle, his hands were like huge shackles, shackled her, unable to escape, or even unable to move easily. The afternoon sunshine and the heat from his body were not hot at first, but at this moment it seemed to be
It was lit, sweating profusely, and at a loss.
However, he did not notice her panic at all. He just hugged her body tighter, hugged her tightly, rubbed her ears, and pressed her chin against her soft hair, breathing the unique ones on her body
The fragrance of his hands was even more confined, and he almost wanted to crush this soft and warm body into his arms.
"Little thing...I miss you so much..."
She struggled again in panic.
But he refused to support her and picked her up almost all of her body, letting her face to face her, and couldn't help but lower her head to look for the two fragrant and soft lips.
She was shocked and struggled hard, pressing her hands against his chest, preventing him from further behavior.
He murmured to himself: "Little thing...little thing..." He stopped forcing her, but never let her go. His big hand still held her waist hard and locked her in his arms.
At the end of the nose, there is still the fragrance of roses, blooming like the brocade I just saw in the garden area of the palace, bright, but with thorns.
She tried harder, but she was ineffective. She finally spoke indifferently, "Your Majesty, please don't do this!"
This tone was too cold, but I could not help but extinguish the flame in his heart. The fiery, unconcealed joy, the sound was rustling, with a strong passion: "Little thing, little thing..."
It seemed as if he knew only this sentence, nothing else could be said.
From afar, footsteps were heard, and the sound of two guards were panicked. Someone dared to hug the empress quietly.
"Bold madman..."
As soon as Zhao Ligang spoke, he immediately realized something was wrong. That aura, a huge aura, and a bright yellow casual outfit! They were patrolling and had not received any news that His Majesty went up the mountain. If something happened to the Queen, how could she afford it?
Moreover, more importantly, he saw that the Empress was constantly resisting.
"Empress..." Yi Xin pulled out the sword from his waist and rushed over, "Where did the madman come from..."
Fangfei was delighted, and someone finally came.
"Yi Xin, Zhao Li, retreat!"
A majestic voice.
That's the emperor! Apart from the emperor, who dares to hold the empress in broad daylight like this?
The two were shocked and immediately knelt down: "The little man sees His Majesty."
"Get out!"
As if they were granted a general amnesty, they turned around and ran away, fearing that they would irritate His Majesty's good deeds would anger His Majesty.
The hope that Fangfei had just surged was immediately shattered. These two guys were so embarrassed to say that they were here to protect themselves. As soon as they saw the emperor, they ran away. They were really nothing.
"Your Majesty, if you want to cure your illness, please let me go!"
He was stunned.
But he didn't let go of his hand, and he still hugged her waist firmly.
"Your Majesty, if you continue to force me, I will not treat you! Please let me go!"
His hands couldn't help but relax slightly, and he was stunned: "Little thing... Little thing, I just miss you... I miss you so much..."
She hurriedly pushed away his hand, hurriedly took seven or eight steps, and looked at him from afar, full of vigilance.
My arms were empty, my heart was empty. There was only a faint fragrance at the end of my nose. I suddenly felt so aggrieved and walked over, trying to grab the soft hands: "Little thing..."
She took a step back vigilantly: "Don't come over!"
Almost unconsciously, he stepped up in a few steps and grabbed her hand. He had long legs and feet, and his movements were so fast, like a leopard pounced on his prey. She didn't even have time to turn around, but he grabbed her firmly again.
live.
"Fangfei...my little thing..."
With his wrists, he hugged her in his arms again.
He likes summer, not winter, especially when his slippery body is full of sunlight, his body is hot, his heart is so warm. He likes summer, not winter. Especially when his slippery body is full of his arms again, he is even more swaying
A heart-wrenching intoxication.
"Little thing, I just miss you..."
"!!!"
She struggled desperately, but helplessly, those big hands were the hands of the former "God of War". She raised her head angrily, but just happened to touch his hanging head. In a hurry, her lips almost hit his lips.
.
A faint fragrance slid past, and his aggrieved smile turned into a cramped smile. He put his hand behind her neck and teased her head and neck on the floor: "Little thing, are you hungry?"
She could no longer help but push it with all her strength, pushing it hard on his chest.
Maybe it was because she used too much force. He had to let go of his hand again.
This time, she didn't miss the opportunity at all, and ran away with her legs.
The mountain path, the fragrance of roses, the fragrance of various wild flowers, the blue sky, white clouds float, everything looks so beautiful.
Even her running figure was so agile, just like a deer in the mountains.
He looked at her gray figure, smiled, and then chased after her.
Fangfei's eyes were blurred, and a figure was already standing in front of him. He was condescending.
The sun shone down from the tall trees and fell on his face, covered with sweat, but was incredibly energetic, as if full of endless power, not the hug she had seen in the Liuli Palace in the past
The decadence and debauchery of the foolish monarch.
Even his face, after so many years, still has the kind of handsomeness that was more than ten years ago - but this kind of handsomeness has changed. Luo Jia, who is forty, is already different from Luo Jia, who is twenty-eight years old.
The arrogance on his face and the spirit of fighting and killing weakened, but instead covered with a layer of gentleness and elegance.
It was like a gorgeous bull wearing a shawl.
"My Xiao Fangfei..." He lowered his head and almost touched the tip of her nose.
She took a step back and was furious. This damn Luo Jia ran away faster than herself.
A faint smile appeared in his voice: "Fangfei, I have walked a long way today. I ran for two hours before I got to Beiwudang... By the way, I have been here every year since more than ten years ago.
, I am more familiar with the path here than you..."
It's really hateful. I sing and dancing every day, and I'm OOXX every day. Haven't he been exhausted yet? It's really strange that he can still be so fierce.
With her expression and a slight anger, he immediately understood what she was thinking.
It was like a cat watching the mouse in front of him. The smile in his voice became stronger: "Little guy, these days, I have fought in the south and north every day, and I pay great attention to exercising..."
Who cares whether he exercises or not? Humph.
Battle of the south and the north? What kind of battle is he fighting? Aren’t he having fun in the harem?
"Little thing, I'm here to find you..."
She stared at him angrily, trying to make her voice calmer: "What are you looking for me to do? Apart from your cold symptoms, I can't think of anything else I have worth your use of!"
"little things!"
He took a step forward, but she took a step back.
"Fangfei..."
"Your Majesty, please respect yourself! I am no longer your concubine!"
He was slightly frightened, and she bit her lip slightly.
"Your Majesty, I have left the palace. You and I have already broken up your gratitude. I hope you will not disturb my peaceful life again."
He shook his head and shook his head violently, and his kindness was cut off!
How can you break up with her and her?
She didn't say much at all, turned around and left, almost trotting. But she didn't know where to go, and just ran to her cabin according to her instinct. Can she shelter from the wind and rain? No!
However, just like an ostrich who discovered a dangerous situation, he would instinctively bury his head in the pile of sand.
Even Luo Jia followed him without caring about it, and just ran faster and faster, trying to completely get rid of him, the farther he could get, the better.
Far from afar, Hongyun and Hongxia were surprised voices:
"Empress..."
"The Empress..."
In panic, she couldn't even hear the huge change in the name of the two. She panted and hurriedly ran in and closed the wooden door. It seemed that once it was closed, she would be completely safe.
A pair of big hands were supported on the door, with a smile on her face.
Everyone hurriedly knelt down: "See Your Majesty."
"You all retreat."
"yes."
Everyone stepped back, secretly looked at the queen with a flushed face, and then secretly laughed.
Fangfei couldn't count on these people, and tried harder, just to close the door quickly. This was a door that could be locked. If the door bolt was inserted, he would not be afraid that His Majesty the Northern Emperor would break into the door. After all, he still had to take care of his face.
However, His Majesty the Northern Emperor was obviously a person who would not care about all his face. In front of everyone, with his big hand pressing, her body tilted and the door opened. His agile body immediately entered.
Her face turned red, but he really made her "get what she wants" and closed the door for her with a "bang".
"Little guy, if you want to close the door, I will help you."
He even completely inserted the door latch and said to himself: "In this way, no one dares to disturb him."
She could only retreat completely because his eyes were almost burning.
Her body had already touched the bed, and she had no choice but to retreat, but suddenly she realized that getting up was the most unsafe place, so she immediately walked away, almost facing him - she could only hide from the corner.
It seems like a mouse with no way out.
She stared at him walking over, her voice so weak: "Your Majesty, please let me go!"
He couldn't help but stop and look at the sad panic in her eyes.
My heart felt sad, and I actually stopped and just looked at her.
Her eyes were covered with mist, and she was drooping her eyelashes, looking at her insteps restlessly, leaning against the wall, as if she had fallen into a trap.
He coughed uncomfortably, and looked at everything in the room.
This is a very simple wooden house, but it is at least half larger than an ordinary house. There is a simple wooden bed, a table, and some scriptures on it, neatly arranged.
In addition, there were two brocade boxes and an imperial edict.
She was no longer, the person who came had not opened it, and the guards had not read it.
What surprised Luo Jia was that the roof of this room used a kind of glazed tiles, which were simple two or three, which made the light very sufficient. What was even more peculiar was the design on a glazed tiles - it was a gap with a skylight open.
, Looking closely, it was not a skylight, which was decorated with green plants, which were the cluster of light red flowers on the roof he had seen outside at that time. The flowering period of this kind of wild flower is very long and can bloom almost intermittently for half a year.
Even in winter, the branches and leaves are lush and green.
This wildflower is obviously designed by hand, not grown by itself.
He asked a very strange question: "Little thing, is it leaking?"
She bit her lip and shook her head.
The house was leaking at first, but after Li Yi's renovation and design, it was no longer leaking. This cluster of exquisite little flowers is his masterpiece. He used a very special method to connect, as if it was on the roof.
Really blooming.
When she first came to Beiwudang, she was in a state of gloomy mood.
It was drizzling that winter day, and she lay on the bed, letting the rain feet tightly, but she didn't want to call anyone. On a cold night, she looked at the endless rain curtains all night, trembling with coldness. It was cold, lonely, and dripping until dawn.
Until one day, she went to the construction site to chat with the two. It was late and Li Yi sent her back. When she saw the mud in the house, she knew about the leak.
The next day, he called workers and personally directed the design and repair, and renovated the house.
Luo Jia looked at the roof design strangely, with a strange look on his face: "Is it designed by Li Yi?"
She said lightly: "When I first came, the house was leaking, and he and Wang Su helped me fix it."
Her voice was so dull, but his heart was so upset in an instant.
This house was leaking, so she lived in such a house.
Difficulty, being driven out of the palace, staying alone in a leaky house, the bigger the outside, how can you fall asleep on countless cold nights?
He lowered his eyes, and for a while, he didn't even dare to touch her gaze.
A craze surged in his heart, coming from the heart. Suddenly he wanted to run up and hug her, hug her hard, and say "I'm sorry", but the voice was choked in his throat and he could only lower his head.
I never knew that His Majesty the invincible Northern Emperor would have such a time of embarrassment and fragility.
Just her faint words, how bitter it is.
After a while, he laughed: "Fangfei, I found that Li Yi is really a genius! He is a genius in garden design. I kept thinking about what position is suitable for him. Wang Su, I didn't expect it, but I thought of Li Yi, Shangshu!
The position of Minister of Works is really Li Yi.”
Fangfei was stunned. The Secretary of the Six Ministry had a very high position. At present, no Han people could have been in this position in the courts of the northern country.
She hesitated: "You said, let Li Yi be the Minister of Works Department?"
"Why can't it? There is no more suitable talent in the North Country than him. This position is simply tailor-made for him."
She didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow.
Just like the story of a brown rooster. She knew this animal long before Wang Su and Li Yi because she had been in Beiwudang longer than them. It is said that Emperor Wu of Han once used this beautiful feather to reward him with this kind of beautiful feather.
The soldiers who returned from the Huns.
The Han people paid attention to the decorative style, so they were always defeated by the nations that valued wolf nature. Half of the population in the northern country were Han people, and this number was still increasing with the advantage of war. Eight out of ten of these people,
They are all slaves.
It was a very strange mood and sense of belonging - I was the nominal niece of the psychic Taoist priest, and of course I had to be considered a Han Chinese.
In fact, it doesn't matter who it is.
However, the books she read, the education she received, the life-saving benefactor, the best friend - it seemed that fate pushed her into a new realm. They were all these people who came into contact with every day, so they couldn't help but wonder whether they could change this
Situation?
Isn't the beautiful feathers of brown chickens more pleasant than those wild wolves who are looking for food in a gloomy cold night?
Luo Jia didn't know her mood, but when she was helping him read memorials in the palace, she mentioned several times whether it was possible to add the Imperial Academy and choose Han people as officials.
Perhaps, it was because of this that he was so determined to launch Li Yi.
Seeing her expression relaxed a little, he couldn't help but feel relieved.
His eyes fell on another small wooden table, rough, quaint, and still exuded the smell of mountain logs. On it was a large pot of porridge, a few dishes, as well as air-dried cured sauce, and wind-chicken.
Wild duck meat, bacon, and seven or eight small plates were served, and there were a wide variety of tables. It was obvious that Hongyun and others had heard this and added them.
He sat down straight on the stool, looked at the side dishes on the table, his index finger was moving, and he was in a surprisingly good mood: "Little thing, I'm having a meal. I'm so hungry."
She doesn't move.
He looked at her strangely: "Little thing, don't you serve me rice?"
He was still putting on airs and waiting for him to serve him rice? It was a dream!
She said lightly: "I'm not hungry."
He smiled, took the spoon and filled a bowl of porridge. He looked at her and then filled another bowl: "Little thing, it's time to eat."
She was about to refuse, but she rumbling in her stomach. It was already past noon, not that she was not hungry, but that she was very hungry.
He stood up with a smile, walked over a few steps and grabbed her hand: "Little thing, come and have a meal."
She threw away his hand hard, sat down before him, picked up the bowl and ate.