When he was angry, Yang Yue leaned over and kissed her and landed on her lips.

For a moment, Ashina Shiyafang's heart shook and her body stiffened.

Yang Yue deliberately swirled domineeringly on her lips, as if tasting a delicacy, slowly, teasingly, and tempting.

In astonishment, perhaps abandoning his scruples, in response to his domineering, at first, cautious, clumsy fawn foraging only by the river.

When he was young, all the responses became instinct, hugged Yang Yue, and leaned over.

Once the inner demon is released, it instantly opens its teeth and claws, without scruples, as if it wants to tear and destroy everything.

For a moment, I got carried away and immersed in it.

For a long time, Yang Yue held her mantis head, printed a kiss on her forehead, and hugged the beautiful woman in the wedding dress tightly in her arms and hugged her quietly.

Ashina Shiya was dazed, shy and reserved, looked at Yang Yue, wanted to punch and joke several times, then retracted the soft wattle, twisted it on Yang Yue's shoulder, and called softly: "It's not early, husband go to Nuolan's bedroom for the night!"

"Haha, husband would prefer to stay overnight." Yang Yue was emotional, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

"Why don't you stay?" Ashina Shiya was lightly annoyed, got up from Yang Yue's arms, walked out of the room and brought wine to her, leaned over to her ear, put down her reserve and muttered in his ear.

Hearing this, Yang Yue looked at each other, seemed to be surprised, and asked, "Really?"

"Hmm!" Ashina Shiya nodded sheepishly.

Yang Yue picked up the wine glass, surrounded the jade arm of the beauty, drank the glass of wine, and once again printed a deep kiss on the corner of the beauty's lips.

"Badass!"

"It's all swollen!"

Ashina Shiya glanced at Yang Yue angrily, pushed Yang Yue out of the bedroom, closed the wooden door, and said with a hot face: "I want him to stop in time, he almost fell."

Yang Yue hummed a little song, in a cheerful mood, and walked quickly into Adenuolan's bedroom to coax away the palace maids who stayed behind.

The desire aroused by Ashina Shiya made him excited and anxious.

Domineering was sitting in front of the show bed, holding the shoulders of the beautiful woman strongly, Adenuolan knew that Yang Yue was coming, and she was in pain, and said softly: "Your Majesty, you... You're self-respecting!"

"Nuo Lan, today's wedding, the moment of the Spring Festival, what are you ashamed of in the ink." As he spoke, Yang Yue grabbed the beautiful woman's soft twing.

Under the red hijab, Adino Lanxiu's face was crimson, and tears were rolling back and forth in her eyes, she was married to Yang Yue, and she was still treated as a plaything by Yang Yue.

However, marrying a chicken and marrying a dog with a dog, she had no reason to refute, so she could only let Yang Yue caress her softly.

Yang Yue was in high spirits, wanting to make waves, and lifted Adenuo's red hijab. The beauty is as delicate as the sun, and her delicate and pretty appearance suddenly seems to be in the painting scroll that suddenly unfolds, and the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers outlined comes into view.

In front of him, the Yiren used to be rude, proud of their posture, like dirt on the riverbank, washed clean by the clear stream, full of reserve, embarrassment, and tears in their eyes.

The shy woman, Chu Chu is pitiful, with a little charming, enchanting, not inferior to any beauty in the palace, which makes the impatient Yang Yue excited.

It seems to add fuel to the fire, and I can't wait to eat the prey in front of me quickly.

Adenuolan's eyes were red, she wiped away her tears when she was not working, embarrassed, shy, lowered her eyebrows, and her anger was like an orchid, and she didn't dare to face Yang Yue's wanton aggression.

Yang Yue held up the chin of the beautiful woman with a broad palm, and looked at each other, as if admiring a peerless treasure, looking back and forth.

The obedient woman in front of her was the pearl of the Turkic Khan's king Agus, but now she has become his concubine and is at his disposal.

Triumphant, lustful, and a wicked smile on his face.

Seeing Yang Yue smiling evilly, Adinolan knew what Yang Yue wanted to do, and suddenly fell into panic.

Sincerely speaking, she is unwilling to marry Yang Yue, if Yang Yue treats her well and spoils her, as a tool for Turkic and Tang Dynasty marriages, marrying Yang Yue, she will not resist.

However, after Yang Yue led the troops back and arranged her in the palace, she seemed to be placed in a vase in the corner, which was already covered with dust, and did not attract Yang Yue's attention.

On the night of the cave room, she is about to become Yang Yue's woman, maybe on the night of the Spring Festival, she will forget Yang Yue again, or even abandon her.

For a while, the more I thought about it, the more unwilling I became, the more I thought about it, the more bitter I became, and I felt a little resentful in my heart.

Now seeing Yang Yue smiling evilly, he couldn't help but subconsciously move his body, wanting to stay away from it.

At this moment, Yang Yue was like a foraging lion, suddenly catching his prey, and the more the prey struggled and fled, the more it aroused his inner desire to conquer.

Holding the waist of the beautiful woman, leaning over and leaning over her ears, she smiled evilly: "Nuo Lan, I marry you openly, the night of the cave room, dodge and dodge, could it be that the princess wants to destroy the Turks and the Tang Covenant?"

Breaking the Covenant?

Adenuolan moved her body slightly, her eyes stared at Yang Yue, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

quite complained: "The concubine knew that she was married to the emperor by the tribe as a trophy, but the concubine entered the palace, and the emperor never took care of the concubine, like a plaything discarded by the emperor at will, if it were not for the emperor to fulfill the marriage contract, I am afraid that the concubine would have been forgotten!"

Hearing the sound, Yang Yue let go of the beauty in his arms.

Indeed, since returning to the palace from the front, most of his thoughts have been on government affairs, and in his spare time, he has accompanied Yuwen Linxuan and Yue Nujiao.

On the eve of the wedding, I remembered the existence of Adinolan.

Staring at the beautiful woman in front of him, Yang Yue grabbed the Jinpa, wiped away her tears, clutched the soft water, and said embarrassedly: "Nuolan, I'm careless."

Yang Yue was suddenly tender like water, which made Adenuolan's face blush, and complained: "Datang, the Turks have been fighting for many years, and there are many women who have been captured, and many of them have married the generals and princes of the two sides.

The concubine became a prisoner of the Tang Army, and she had the words of the matchmaker of her parents, and she got married today, so she naturally accompanied the emperor and taught her husband and children with peace of mind.

However, the concubines know that what is easy to get is the least cherished.

The concubines know their identities, and they don't dare to ask for the emperor's favor, but they only hope that the emperor will come occasionally, and don't let the concubines become abandoned women in the eyes of the palace maids."

Hearing this, Yang Yue took Ada Nuolan into his arms, shocked the beauty in panic, and said nervously: "Nuolan is weak, and I hope that my husband will take pity on me."

"Husband?"

This soft, soft and glutinous cry made Yang Yue laugh heartily, patted the beauty Rouyi, and asked with a smile: "Nuo Lan, are you so eager to dedicate yourself to service?"

Can't wait?

In a hurry to dedicate yourself?

Adino Lanxiu's face is red, like a flower stamen suddenly blooming.

"Concubine..."

"Are there any concubines?"

The shy eyes didn't dare to look directly, and he lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, you... You're bullying your concubines again."

"Hahaha!"

"My Fair Lady, good gentleman. Tonight, I will let the princess experience what it means to be merciful and cherished!"

After that, Yang Yue stopped being verbose, picked up the beauty, pulled up the bed along the veil, and leaned over to kiss her.

The spring night is worth a thousand gold, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. The sound of the song pipe building is thin, and the swing courtyard is heavy at night.

(End of chapter)