1. Chapter 1 The First Night Dream of the Lights Burning 1
The night is already very deep, and the cold moon hangs alone in the sky. I don’t know why there are no stars tonight. The soft silver light shines on the ground, and the moonlight shines on the snow in this cold winter. A cold wind blows, half a fan
Silk clouds blocked the bright moon. All that was left in the exquisite little courtyard was the layer of white snow with weak light. The snow here was divided into two colors. The one under the corridor was pink and reflected the red lanterns under the beams. The one in the distance was pink.
Everything is deserted and white, and the pink and white intersect to create a special scene.
The noise in the front yard had quieted down, and a footstep slowly approached the door.
The room was quiet, and the dragon and phoenix candles were still burning. The bursting candles instantly illuminated the room and slowly dimmed. The hazy light blurred the light and shadow between the red gauze curtains, and the faint fragrance lingered in the air.
The newlyweds in a red wedding dress nervously grabbed the hem of the dress and walked around but could not wipe away the beads of sweat that kept pouring out of her hands. A huge ruby ring shone brightly in the candlelight, setting off her hands.
She is fairer, slender, and as beautiful as a jade carving crafted by heaven.
The door was slowly pushed open, a gust of cold wind blew in, and the candle was extinguished for a moment. A pair of exquisite moccasin boots stepped in, and the door was closed softly. He walked towards the door step by step as if walking in memories.
He walked towards the huge red bed curtain, and every step seemed to use up all his strength. In the silent room, there was only the sound of these slight footsteps, getting closer and closer.
The long gauze passed by gently, and the fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose. Beautiful fingers slid across the soft red silk, and after a moment of hesitation, he slowly took off the hijab. "Amul..." A voice as simple as an ancient sword, with a hint of
Huhu softly called out. Even though he was usually a sharp sword, now he was full of tenderness, and his eyes were even more burning.
The bride was stunned, her eyes widened as she looked at the man in front of her. Her eyes were extremely beautiful, like all the stars in the night sky gathered in this pair of black springs, filling her eyes with starlight. "Brother Hu,
why you?"
Hu Gechi took off the purple-haired cloak on his body and took a deep breath to calm down his uneasiness. He slowly raised his head and faced Amul with his handsome and handsome face, "It's me, it's me."
Amul slowly lowered his head and said, "The Khan has assigned me to the groom, you shouldn't come."
"You are mine, and no one can take it away from you." A hint of viciousness flashed in Brother Hu's red eyes, anger showed on his knife-cut cheeks, and there was a burning look in his eyes that were already filled with warmth.
The fierce fire wanted to burn that enemy to ashes in an instant.
"Hu Gechi, you know, he is Khan." Amul raised his head and looked at the man in front of him. The anger in his light brown eyes was gradually hidden. He was so good-looking, even more beautiful than
The stars she had seen in her previous life were even more beautiful. Although the stars were also very beautiful, they did not have the aura of fighting and fighting. She slowly raised her hand, and her soft fingertips brushed his green mountain ridge.
The bridge of the nose. "You should leave quickly before anyone notices it!"
Hu Gechi hugged Amul into his arms, greedily sucking in the breath from Amul's body, and his warm breath gradually turned Amul's ears red, "If I don't leave, you will be mine tonight.
Amul, I want you, I want you." He murmured, and a gentle kiss fell on Amul's earlobe like petals, gradually brushing against her cheeks and covering her red lips.
A trace of panic flashed in Amul's eyes, "No, if the Khan knew about it, he would be punished."
Hu Gechi paused for a moment, "No, don't be afraid, he won't do it."
A trace of uncertainty flashed in Amul's eyes, yes, she forgot, she forgot!
How could she forget? Her name is Zhang Qingnuo, she is the Zhang Qingnuo of the twentieth century! I still remember that thirteen years ago she just graduated from the Classical Dance Academy and joined the dance troupe. The weather was not very good that day, but the troupe
She needed to go to the mountains to perform a performance. It rained heavily on the road and the car broke down. She got out of the car and planned to find a place to solve her personal problems, but unexpectedly, the phone came to her mind at this moment.
[New text, new pit, this article is not a white text, and it is not a golden thumb. It is a historical time travel theme. It tells the story of the war and the seizure of thrones during the founding of the Yuan Dynasty. Moreover, at that time, the Mongols had the right of the first night of the Han people, and the Han people were the first to be born.
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