Feng Ning blinked her clear eyes and stared at the malicious smile, "I admit my mistake, will Your Majesty spare me tonight?"
Zi Yuqi leaned over with interest, looking at the woman below him who was already in danger, but still had the intention to bargain with him. She--it was really interesting. Maybe he himself didn't realize it.
Her smile was less amused and more doting, and she shook her head slowly. Unexpectedly, she didn't see disappointment in her eyes, but only her own figure that was gradually condensing.
I have never seen a sheep escape from the wolf's mouth, unless a smart sheep meets a stupid wolf. She is not a stupid sheep, but Zi Yuqi is not a stupid wolf either. The clothes around her waist have been untied, Feng Ning
Staring at the face that was getting bigger and bigger like a monster, she closed her eyes the moment their lips touched. It was less domineering and crazy than last night, but more compassionate and gentle. Feng Ning couldn't help but blur her eyes, and her heart
There was a trace of fear underneath.
The kiss moved to Yingying's half-opened beautiful eyes, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Ning'er, close your eyes."
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It takes ten months to get from Minling City to Yuwei Mountain Mansion, but with Huan Jiong's ability, it will be twice the result with half the effort. It has been several days now, but why hasn't there been any news from Danfeng Xuyuan?
I heard a few sparrows chirping, and looking through the carved window lattice, I saw three or two sparrows landing on the branches, and in the blink of an eye, they flew away again.
She closed the book with one hand, brushed her silk sleeves over the edge of the chair, withdrew her faint eyes, and sighed slightly. Zhu Lan, who was making tea next to her, knelt down in vain on the ground. This sudden move really shocked Feng Ning.
Startled, he asked in confusion: "What is this?"
Zhulan lowered her head, with a hint of fear in her voice, "You deserve to die, slave. I failed to serve you well, and I made you sigh."
He raised the corners of his lips coldly. In this dynasty and in this imperial palace, even the sighs were related to the slave's life. "Get up. It has nothing to do with you. I just feel a little bored."
He stood up and left the couch. Hearing the sound of Zhulan's clothes getting up behind him, he put the book in his hand on the table and said, "I'm going for a walk. There's no need to follow me." He stayed in Yunran Palace all day long and entered by himself.
The palace is a concubine, and she has never seen the imperial palace that makes her father worried.
"Yes, empress." Zhulan responded softly, her eyes following her as she disappeared outside the threshold.
After leaving Yunran Palace, every scene is full of autumn colors. Walking on the path paved with purple pebbles, you can admire the plants and flowers on both sides with squinting eyes. You can't help but raise the corners of your lips and smile with interest.
The Imperial Palace is the Imperial Palace. Even if it is covered with snow in winter, it will also be colorful.
A few steps away, there was a maple tree. Judging from its size, it must be several decades old. The autumn red color of the tree was intoxicating to the eyes. There was a time when she liked to put maple bookmarks in her books. It was obvious that it was so beautiful.
Maple leaves have no special meaning, but when I open a book and read it, I always have an inexplicable feeling. I can't help but roll up my sleeves, and then gently lift my jade fingers, twisting a leaf in my hand, and looking at it like that, the meaning is really not there.
Maybe it’s because I’ve read too many books that are associated with maple leaves in a poetic and picturesque way.
The wind picked up the hem of the skirt and swayed slightly, and every move was made with exquisite carvings and uncanny craftsmanship. It is not difficult to see how cleverly Yu Shuo, the founding emperor, used his thoughts when building this imperial palace.
There is a long winding corridor not far away, which can be described as extending in all directions. It must be a passage connected with all parts of the imperial palace. In this way, the imperial palace is really not that big. Look back.
Guang, looking at the vertical bamboo in the corner of the wall, raised the corners of his lips.