ps: (I have exams today and tomorrow. Since these days are exam weeks, the number of updates has not been increasing. Sorry.
Now there is only one political subject left and I have completely finished the exam...)
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The ancient country of Dongfeng, Luodu.
The thin layer of red sun and dusk casts a curtain of light on the winding path of the secluded bamboo.
Teach people to become confused and have glassy eyes.
Lin Jinyu looked at the empty study room again, with complicated meanings flashing in her eyes.
In the past few days, I have been planning how to climb into his bed and leave him an heir, but I never got the chance.
He let out a long sigh, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.
"Nanjue, why can't I see through you?"
"What are you hiding from me?"
I knew he was going to southern Xinjiang, but I never thought that only four days later, he would leave in a hurry and disappear again...
"What exactly do I want to do?"
"Nanjue, tell me..."
"A heartless person."
The moon gradually hangs high at night.
The lonely moonlight was just like her mood at the moment. The gorgeous bright red dress fell to the ground obliquely, and her bare hands were tightly holding the rope around her waist. The vermilion cardamom made her knuckles whiter.
She returned to the palace alone, looked at the brocade phoenix bed, and lay down.
Thin and rustling——
Then, an inexplicable humming sound came out.
The voice is soft and deep, the song is as light as a complaint, gentle but not flattering, clear but not sad, but it seems as if it is carrying indifferent thoughts drifting to the depths of the imperial city.
I want to pick osmanthus flowers and sprinkle them to form a starry river, and hang my head all over.
It is filled with the melancholy of a resentful woman in the palace.
for a long time--
Lin Jinyu threw away the bellyband she had replaced, then walked to her cabinet and rummaged for a new bellyband.
His eyes suddenly froze, and a trace of panic flashed across his eyes.
He looked through it carefully, checked again and again, and murmured to himself:
"Why did you lose that moon-white splendid phoenix!?"
"What's going on?"
"..."
In the depths of the palace, there were only a few people coming and going, let alone someone who went past him and went to the boudoir to steal the bellyband.
He took a deep breath, his hands trembling:
"The Royal Palace..."
"There is a thief."
...
As night fell, Su Bei stretched himself.
Although the room is not luxurious, it is extremely elegant. A gilt incense burner on the table slowly emits green smoke and shines with a dull golden light in the darkness.
After getting off the bed and opening the window, the silver-blue moonlight streamed in. Su Bei silently looked at the moonlight outside the window.
The place where the Holy Land Key Yan is located occupies a huge area. There are undulating mountains in the garden, green trees can be seen relying on each other in the forest, and the gurgling water surrounds the lotus leaf pavilion.
The grass leaves hanging down to the pool surface and the willow leaves drifting all over the pool surface, and the cranes chirping again can be heard.
It is different from the layout of the sect, but more like the garden of a wealthy family.
Using the excuse of recovering from his injuries, Su Bei wandered around the Holy Land for a few days.
Firstly, he was waiting for Nanji to go to Southern Xinjiang together, and secondly, he was sorting out the last few moves of the sword canon handed down to him by Shangguan Wendao.
There are many mysteries in the exercises, but Su Bei finally had to accept the fact that he was a waste.
It's not that this technique is difficult, maybe among all his disciples...except Sword Girl, if you pick one at random and look at it for a few days, you'll probably have a rough idea.
But if we wait for Xiao Ruoqing and Mo Li to practice, then we have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse?
Unable to help but feel a little upset, he threw the fragment of the Sword Code that Shangguan Wenwen had given him on the bed and let out a long sigh:
"How long will it take for you to be able to practice well?"
"Isn't there something that can be directly transmitted into the sea of consciousness with just thoughts?"
"..."
I recalled in my mind the scene when Shangguan Wenwen stood in the sky with his hands behind his hands, two swords floating beside him.
The beep is enough...
Su Bei could not imagine what it would look like if there were eight swords floating behind him.
Opening the sword box and looking at the two swords inside, the Qingping Sword was as usual, glowing brightly under the moonlit night.
Su Bei picked up the sword of Si Farewell and stroked the edge of the sword gently, but he noticed that the sword trembled unnaturally, as if it was an instinctive rejection.
He knew that although a sword of this level might not necessarily become a sword spirit, it still had a hint of its own instinct.
——With a sonorous sound.
Thoughts of separation come out of the sheath.
"To think that Sword Eleven is so domineering, if we really find eight swords..."
"..."
He was mumbling something, and suddenly he noticed a breath with a hint of coolness coming from the back of his neck.
Then a voice with a hint of doubt came from behind:
"Are there any techniques that Elder Su can't practice?"
Su Bei shivered instinctively, turned around, and looked at that familiar face through the watery moonlight.
As beautiful as ever, with a dash of heroism.
But between his brows, there was a trace of lingering fatigue.
A hint of surprise flashed in Su Bei's eyes, and he spoke softly:
"Fairy Nanji, are you back?"
The woman in front of her put on a white glazed gauze skirt that she was not used to wearing. The skirt fluttered gently, and she looked cold and dusty under the moonlight.
Different from Shan Wulan's coldness and aloofness, it is a kind of dignity that has been subtly exerted by being in a high position for a long time.
Ji Nanjue nodded dully.
"Um."
"..."
The hazy moonlight shines through the window, reflecting her face and figure, every bit of which seems to be carefully crafted, delicate and delicate.
Her dark hair fell down on her chest, and her delicate collarbone was clearly visible.
Looking at her tired look, Su Bei reached out and gently grabbed her wrist:
"Have everything been dealt with?"
"..."
Ji Nanjue thought for a moment and replied softly:
"Although there are still some minor issues, it should be fine."
"..."
I dealt with government affairs in Luodu, and then flew to Dongting Stream. I didn't find him, but I came to the Holy Land and happened to feel his breath.
Then he saw him helpless, holding the sword in front of the windowsill in a daze.
The two were so close that Su Bei could smell the fragrance on her body.
In the past few days, the ambiguity of Tongyao could not be released, so that in this dim room, Nanji's swan-like slender neck and the red lips that seemed to be lit with rouge made Su Bei's breathing slightly stagnant.
Su Bei's voice was slightly hoarse and he said:
"Well...are you still...anything unexpected happening to your body?"
This sentence is full of teasing meaning.
Ji Nanjue was slightly startled, and then the blush rose from her cheeks to her ears.
"No surprise."
He already knew in his heart what the man in front of him wanted to do, so he immediately took a step back and kept a safe distance.
What does this mean to you!?
Delivered to your door obediently?
Before even saying hello to Yao Yan, he walked towards this person uncontrollably.
However, Su Bei walked forward quickly, with an irresistible look in his eyes, and hugged her tightly into his arms.
He put his arms around her shoulders and lay beside her ears, breathing hotly:
"But, I had an accident..."
The implication is -
(...)
Her rare shyness completely touched Su Bei's heart. He lowered his head and leaned forward to find those thin lips.
Ji Nanjue just struggled a little, then closed her eyes and let him do what he did.
Her jade arms rose up, wrapped around his shoulders, and hugged him slowly.
Under the cold moonlight, the two of them seemed to blend into one.
I don't know how long it took.
Su Beifang just raised his head and looked at Nan Ji, who was panting slightly and with blushing cheeks, and said with gentle eyes:
"you are so Beautiful."
It was a compliment from the heart, especially the sacred and inviolable temperament brought to him by the woman in front of him, which touched Su Bei's heart even more.
Watching her not moving, she looked like she was at your mercy.
Su Bei's mind flashed and he seemed to have thought of something.
Then he licked his lips and whispered to her.
Didi Gugu——
"Don't even think about it!!"
Ji Nanjue took a deep breath, her eyes filled with shock.
Su Bei smiled bitterly, with a bitter curve at the corner of his mouth:
"Really...that is the purest Zhiyang!!"
"..."
Ji Nanjue's eyes were a bit suspicious, and she stretched out her bare hand to touch Su Bei's wrist, detecting a trace of spiritual energy wandering through the broken meridians.
"And the Linglong Pearl doesn't need to be in the cold pool, it can also be used in the bath..."
Seeing her hesitation, Su Bei struck while the iron was hot.
——He coaxed and lied, making Ji Nanjue's whole head dizzy.
"This is real!"
"..."
Although Ji Nanjue’s trip this time only lasted three to five days, but as the saying goes, eating the marrow and knowing the taste...
Although he resisted on the surface, he actually had other thoughts in his heart.
What's more, the relationship between the two is different from ordinary people!
What kind of face do you need in front of him when you have already decided something?!
Yin Ya bit her thin lips, seemingly making up her mind, and said with a decisive look:
"Also...it's not impossible!"
"Only once!"
"..."
She knew the benefits of the exquisite energy on the meridians and her own meridians also needed to be repaired, so she agreed to his rude request.
Su Bei's eyes lit up, and at a speed she had not yet reacted to, he picked her up and walked towards the depths of the room.
...
It was a huge screen, and behind it was a huge bathing pool carved from white marble, with a pool of clear water standing in it.
Su Bei placed her by the bathtub and took off her stockings.
The slender jade feet look like carefully crafted jade.
Like jade, white and rosy, the skin on the top of the feet is radiant and delicate. Through the delicate and translucent white and tender skin on the top of the feet, tiny blood vessels deep under the skin can be faintly seen.
Slender, soft as if boneless, the ankles are slender yet plump, with graceful curves, the arch of the foot is slightly high, and the skin texture can even be seen on the skin of the heel. Ten slender white jade toes are like pearls embedded in the white tenderness. on the toes.
Following Su Bei's movements, her clothes fell down piece by piece, revealing her beautiful figure.
"It's just us!"
Her skin seemed to reflect pale fluidity under the moonlight.
Ji Nanjue turned her head away from his burning eyes, as if she had accepted her fate, and forced herself to calm down and said:
"Everyone takes what he needs."
The water vapor gradually rose, and a blush slowly appeared on Ji Nanjue's body, making her look blurry in this Hunan room.
Although Ji Nanjue is shy, after all, she has been a man for a long time and is not as timid as ordinary women.
Finally, when only the final covering was left, Su Bei had come to an end.
But a strange look suddenly flashed through his eyes. For some reason, he always felt that the bellyband on Ji Nanjue looked particularly familiar.
It's not the style of a bellyband, but the phoenix pattern on it.
Seeing Su Bei staring straight at his bellyband, Ji Nanjue felt a strange feeling in her heart. She had never worn this thing before, and she had sneaked into Lin Jinyu's room to steal it.
"Well... Fairy Nanji's bellyband... is very beautiful."
"..."
——Compared with the tube top last time, this month’s white bellyband vividly portrays her charm.
Holding her gently in his arms, her skin felt perfect, perfect... pressed against her chest, the taste was indescribable.
The breaths of the two gradually blended in the air, one yin and one yang, merging.
Su Bei put his hand on her waist and hugged her tightly.
She exclaimed, as if she felt a strange feeling.
——The numbness spread throughout her body in an instant.
The fatigue of the past few days suddenly became paralyzed at this moment.
Su Bei held her and slid into the bathtub.
The fairy energy of the exquisite beads was escaping, repairing the damaged meridians of the two men.
Then, in Su Bei's eyes that were looking at her with evil intentions, Ji Nanjue's excessive demands echoed in her ears.
Then, the whole body sank into the water, and the black hair bloomed instantly above the water.
Like a blooming lotus.
In warm water, it is warmer than warm water!
...
She has a beautiful and graceful figure, like a mermaid, with her legs straight.
Perhaps this is the benefit of being a cultivator. There is no need to breathe in the water...
After a long time.
"——Wow."
The sound of water is gentle and sweet.
Ji Nanjue came out of the water and stared at him angrily.
"Only this once!"
Su Bei lifted her up, then stood up from the water and walked outside the pool.
Nan Ji hung on Su Bei's body, her legs instinctively straightened.
"Put me...put me down...let me wipe it."
"..."
Nan Ji took out a silk scarf and began to wipe the water drops on her body, throwing aside the already soaked bellyband.
Under the moonlight, she stood naked by the pool.
There are many crystal water droplets on the jade-like skin, which is as white as jade lotus root.
The body is slightly tilted, the legs are aligned and slightly bent, showing a natural and elegant posture.
Her long hair was soaked in water and spread loosely. A few strands of black hair blocked her phoenix eyes, exuding mist under the blur of the moonlight.
Su Bei was completely immersed in this scene, and even her slip of the tongue was not noticed.
then--
Whistle carefully.
Under the moonlight, the wind outside the courtyard blew gently.
The blue waves of the cold pool are rippling.
In the quiet night, you can occasionally hear a few whispers.
But more of it was obscured by the wind.
"Didn't you just...?"
"how could I know."
"Don't just look around, let's use spiritual energy! Practice!"
"Su Daundun...you don't let people run at all!"
"Then you can't just close your eyes."
"..."
...
A hazy light shone on Su Bei's bed.
Su Bei suddenly felt as if he had no feeling in one of his arms... Turning around, his fluffy long hair was scattered on his snow-white shoulders with a fragrant fragrance, and his delicate face was vaguely visible.
Everything is so beautiful and peaceful, making people feel unreal.
only--
"My arms are numb...my arms are numb..."
Su Bei finally couldn't help it, and pushed a piece of her hair away, trying to pull out her arm.
She was indeed hugged tightly by her, and she even uttered a few words as if she was murmuring in her sleep, murmuring:
"I want a child... Let Su Naonun have a child."
Su Bei's expression was complicated, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
Want a child!?
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Dongdongdong——"
Ji Nanjue woke up in an instant. She rubbed her eyes and stood up abruptly, regardless of whether she had any clothes on her body.
Seeing this, Su Bei quickly wrapped the quilt around her body, shushed her, and said to the door:
"Who!?"
A familiar voice came from outside:
"Elder Su, are you still awake?"
Cold sweat broke out from Su Bei's back instantly. This sound...
Damn it, it’s Yaoyan!
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
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