In the cold dungeon, the humidity was heavy, and in the silence of the night, only the sound of ticking water was heard, and in a dark corner, a concubine in a lilac dress curled up under the white quilt, her eyes were looking ahead, and a little moonlight was sprinkled on the skylight

Gently stretched out his hand, combed his long hair inch by inch with his fingers, pulled up a simple bun in the dark, and then slowly got up, stepped on the cold and biting ground barefoot, walked towards the quiet moonlight, looked up at the skylight, the round of the dark night sky gradually obscured the clear ripples of the dark clouds.

I never thought that I would have today, Shangguan Wan'er suddenly laughed coldly, and a tear stained from her sad eyes, what kind of thing is Ouyang Hongyu? Why can she quietly blame herself for everything, why didn't she even notice it?

Bowing her head slightly, looking at the dampness under her feet, it was a night rain at dusk, the moment the thunder roared, her previous madness seemed to be much more awake, but she didn't want to be in a cage, and the figure of the emperor had not appeared once

The corners of her mouth spread bitterness, but she was as calm as a fairy who removed dust, under the moonlight, she walked into the darkness again step by step, and then curled up on the cold quilt, tightly surrounding herself, but the tears fell uncontrollably, the emperor... She kept thinking in her heart, and she remembered that he had gently called himself 'Cheng'en', and gently put the bright red with him

The heart knot was given to him, but since when did he know that Ouyang Hongyu's name was 'Zichen', but he forgot that she was his 'Cheng'en'...

"Cheng En wants anything, I can give it to you" The gentle whisper was as good as yesterday, she clearly remembered her jerky bow at that time: "The concubine doesn't want anything, the concubine only needs the emperor, and the emperor wants the concubine to accompany the concubine"

He didn't nod, just smiled, she could never understand the meaning of that smile, at that time, she thought that he smiled, it meant that he agreed, the excitement in the girl's heart overshadowed everything, made her forget how cold and terrifying this place with red walls was, but then she knew, but she was deep in that deep pupil

The green jade hand, tightly grasping her clothes, she shook her head, not wanting to recall, but the most exciting pictures that had been her still clearly appeared in front of her, the emperor... Emperor...

"Your Majesty... The concubine wants to plant a few peonies in the back garden of the 'Sidui Palace', and when it comes to flowering, she will enjoy the flowers with the emperor", the girl's soft voice seemed to come from ancient time and space, clear without a trace of impurities, she excitedly pulled the emperor's long sleeves and snuggled her head in his arms.

The emperor raised his head, and his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see a trace of waves swept over the back garden full of flowers and plants, but said lightly: "I really like Hanmei... and begonias"

"Why?" Zhang Yang's innocent little face looked at the emperor, with a pure smile, and laughed without thinking about it, and said: "Plum blossoms and begonias are so similar, so does the emperor like more plum blossoms, or more begonias?" ”

The emperor's expression suddenly darkened, and the light in her eyes instantly became a little unnatural, and then, she only heard a plausible answer: "Leng Xiang"

Leng Xiang Shangguan Wan'er's expression was a little trance, but the tears couldn't stop, she entered the palace for four years, only a few months of happy and carefree days, and after that, the emperor was attracted by the annoying jasmine fragrance, at that time, she changed, she went crazy, she began to fight in the harem, began to fight with the smartest Ouyang Hongyu, and even learned to attack the scheming, use power to promote conspiracy, and finally in everyone

tacitly, let the Mu clan destroy the nine clans, and let Ruyue, the slut, enter the cold palace.

Originally, she thought that she could regain her former warmth, but she never thought that the emperor was gradually forgetting Ruyue, but he was also gradually forgetting everything about her, he went to 'Chongyang Palace' to play chess on weekdays, and stayed there overnight, but her pillow was still cold

Why are these things? Later, Xiao Tong married into the palace, and it has been rumored that the most bewitching concubine unexpectedly got a night of holy favor, but unfortunately, others may think that she really accepted the rain and dew, but that day Zhao Chuan saw the emperor return to the 'Heart Palace' during the third watch

Shangguan Wan'er suddenly laughed, the laughter was particularly gloomy in the night, but she seemed to be used to it, she held the bun in her hand, against her neck, just wanted to stab down, but stopped, suddenly stood up and smashed the hairpin against the wall, and said cruelly: "Ouyang Hongyu, if you want to die, I will also pull you to be buried with you"

The sound of gongs and drums on the third watch, occasionally listening to the frogs chirping outside the window, the breeze gusting, and the fragrance is faint

The Ming and Huang brocade tents moved slightly, like waves rolling, and the sound of the waves rang out. The candle flame flickered, hazy and trance, and quietly extinguished when the wax ran out. The night is long

On the bed, Qingyi snuggled in Yu Haoxuan's arms, his eyes drooped, looking at the imprint on his left chest with God's eyes, his slender fingertips rubbing gently, feeling the concave and convex dragon patterns across his fingertips, his heart contracted for a while, and there was a burst of bitterness

The slender big hand held her restless little hand, and the deep voice was hazy and sleepy, and said softly: "Isn't it ugly?" ”

Qingyi pursed her lips, raised her eyelashes, and looked at Yu Haoxuan, who woke up at some point, his chin was against her forehead, with a taste of indulgence, and he kissed her eyebrows as soon as he lowered his head, cold, but warm

"It's not ugly..."Qingyi looked at his dark eyes like the night, pursed her lips, and then snuggled up to his neck, sniffing the scent of ambergris on his body, and the small hand wrapped in his big palm was withdrawn, slid across the bedrobe, hugged his waist tightly, and said sullenly: "But... The emperor likes Taizu Guifei", the soft voice was a little stiff, like a taste, but more melancholy

Stunned

Yu Haoxuan was stunned at first, and then laughed out loud, a hoarse low shock that came into Qingyi's ears with a dull shock in his chest, and then, Yu Haoxuan lowered his head, and under the heavy kiss between her eyebrows, he moved his lips away for a long time, raised her chin with his big hand, smelled her breath, and said in a low voice: "Qingyi is jealous?" ”

Qingyi was stunned, and then retorted: "I didn't, I", but the next sentence was swallowed by Yu Haoxuan's lips, and the cold kiss lingered on her lips with a bit of tenderness

But this kind of tenderness gradually lost its original warmth, and slowly became hot, a little, Yu Haoxuan suddenly turned over and pressed Qingyi under him, wantonly depriving her of the right to breathe, and kissed her madly Meng Lang, that kind of kiss, as if to hollow out her heart and force her to hand over all her feelings

Qingyi's brain suddenly became chaotic, she wanted to push away this sudden wave of love that engulfed her, but the more she struggled, the more crazy Yu Haoxuan became, as if she was taking revenge on something, and as if she was plundering something, she forcefully pried open Qingyi's teeth and sucked her fragrance

"The Emperor... The emperor" Qingyi resisted, calling Yu Haoxuan vaguely in the breathing space. But this call made Yu Haoxuan even more enthusiastic on her lips.

Gradually, the blazing heat turned into a bite, the gentleness turned into torture, and a little pain melted down the consciousness of the senses and passed into Qingyi's brain, making her more instinctively refuse, resist, and struggle

Pain... Qingyi looked at Yu Haoxuan's heavy gasping appearance, but was stunned to find that his originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and he stared at her resistance with a hint of hatred.

Qingyi's heart was pulled up violently, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't resist the man in front of her, her bare hand against his chest, her eyes gradually turned into panic from the previous confusion, and she suddenly pushed away her sturdy body, got up and wanted to escape, but in the next moment, she was restrained by a pair of big hands and pulled her back into her arms.

The heavy wheezing sound permeated the tent, and the cold breath outside the window gradually washed away the fiery solemnity, Qingyi opened her eyes wide, looking at the man who was holding her hands on her left and right, leaning over and closing her eyes to gasp, she couldn't help but grab the sheets with her hands, and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty"

Yu Haoxuan slowly opened his eyes, the emotions in his eyes had faded, but there was a kind of silence that made Qingyi feel distressed, he stared at Qingyi's slightly trembling body, and then suddenly got up as if he was disgusted, opened the tent and got out of bed with a bang, and stood in the cold hall with only a thin robe

Qingyi looked at the gently swaying Jinluo tent door in a daze, trembling her long eyelashes, and then pulled up the quilt on the side and hugged her tightly on her chest.

"I hate you... Qingyi, I hate you" The deep voice roared with anger, as if piercing her heart through thousands of miles of time and space, "Why... Am I bad for you? Why are you stingy with even a little affection and unwilling to give me alms?"

Long eyelashes were inciting, Qingyi's heart was so cramped that she couldn't breathe, she closed her eyes, wanting to get rid of something, but the voice was closer to her ears, shocking into her heart: "Qingyi, say that you love me, otherwise... I'll kill him."

Her heart stagnated, as if she couldn't bear it anymore, she got up suddenly, opened the tent, and looked for the familiar figure in this hall in a panic, and then got out of bed barefoot, and ran to the back of Yu Hao Xuan standing in front of the window with her skirt flying, only her braeau body was attached to his back, her white lotus arms wrapped around his waist, and her delicate voice said with horror: "Xuan... I love you, I love you

So, stop torturing me, stop letting nightmares like that haunt me all the time

Yu Haoxuan's body froze, the cold air outside the window had already turned the original heat on his body into cold, Qingyi hugged his waist tightly, trembling in horror with his petite body, as if there was a kind of magic, so that Yu Haoxuan couldn't resist holding the small hand around his waist

"Qingyi..."Yu Haoxuan called her name in a low voice, looking at the darkness outside the window with deep bright eyes, closed his eyes calmly but restrainedly, and suddenly said hoarsely: "Qingyi, my heart, do you want it?" ”

Stunned, Qingyi's eyes widened, and the strength around his waist gradually relaxed, but Yu Haoxuan held it tightly, as if she was not allowed to escape, forcing her to answer.

The pain in her wrist made Qingyi unconsciously want to withdraw her hand, but she didn't have any strength and room to struggle, she looked at his back, touched the warmth of his body, and wanted to try to pull back her freedom to do a tug-of-war with Yu Haoxuan, but in the end, she could only spit out one word lightly: "want", she really wanted his heart, I don't know why, she did want it.

"What about your heart?"

Her heart? Qingyi's body stiffened, but Yu Haoxuan had already turned to look at her, her dark inky eyes flashed with anticipation and heat that she had never seen before, cold fingers crossed her eyebrows, and her hoarse voice penetrated into her heart with magic, "Qingyi's heart, should it also be given to me?"

Give him your heart? Qingyi indulged in his deep eyes, and took a step back a little unexpectedly, but his body was hugged by Yu Haoxuan again, he looked at her, and the eyes were so doted that she unconsciously wanted to get close to him and snuggle up to him, until his cold lips were attached to her soft lips again, he suddenly sobered up, but fell into the tenderness he had made up

This time, Yu Haoxuan gently intoxicated her, he kept saying something affectionately in her ear, so that when her consciousness was awake again, she had already given way with passion, and more than two people lay on the bed messily, hugging each other and sleeping

The sky is slightly bright, the fifth watch is approaching, and the east has turned white

Qingyi fell asleep in the quilt, and when she heard a slight noise in the hall, she opened her eyes a little tiredly, but she caught a glimpse of Yu Haoxuan in a bright yellow dragon robe, holding scissors in her hand and walking towards her, when she caught a glimpse of her confused look, she smiled and lowered her head and kissed her, her slender fingers stroked her long hair, picked up a small bunch, and cut it off.

Qingyi stared blankly at the bundle of broken hair in his hand, wanting to ask something, but saw him caressing her face, and whispered gently: "Sleep again, be good", the doting words made her heart warm for a while, and she subconsciously closed her eyes meekly, and was a little greedy for his big hand on her cheek, with a soft smile on the corner of her mouth, she gave a gentle sigh of gratitude, and then sank into a dream again

Yu Haoxuan looked at Qingyi's sleeping face, his slender fingers caressed the pink scar on her face, his eyes gradually darkened, and then, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his cold thin lips touched Qingyi's pink lips, got up, his slender fingers clamped a strand of his long hair, and suddenly with a wave of long sleeves, the black hair fell in his big palm

Yu Haoxuan held two strands of long hair and stood in front of the bed staring at Qingyi's sleeping face for a long time

When he woke up again, it was already three poles in the sun, and as soon as Qingyi opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Tong looking at him with a smile on his face, first stunned, and then a little unnaturally lowered his eyelashes, slightly pulled the corners of his lips, pursed his lips and said, "What is Xiao Tong laughing at?" ”

The smile on Xiao Tong's face was even stronger, she shook her head, and with a smile, she pointed to a pink bag next to Qingyi's pillow, and said with a bit of ambiguity: "There is a bag on Miss's pillow", and then covered her lips and looked at Qingyi suspiciously at the pillow, looking at the pink with some surprise

"Miss, there is a custom among the people, that is, on the second day of the wedding, the wife will stuff the bag that has been made into something that symbolizes a hundred years of good harmony and put it next to her husband's pillow", Xiao Tong couldn't help but laugh out loud and said, "Miss, what is this?" "Could it be that the young lady wanted to give it to the emperor, but forgot it because she was too late? But there had never been such a rule in the palace

rule

Qingyi listened to Xiao Tong's words, he couldn't help but be a little distracted, he reached out and took the bag next to the pillow, feeling that it seemed to contain something, he was about to tear off the ribbon on it, but was stopped by Xiao Tong, only to hear Xiao Tong say: "Miss, you can't, in folk customs, 'husband and wife love for a hundred years', you have to wait until a hundred years later to remove it, if you remove it now, it will be unlucky"

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Qingyi's hand froze, her eyes looked at Xiao Tong a little confused, Xu Shi just woke up, Qingyi was a little sharper than before, a little more gentle and well-behaved, she looked at the bag in her hand a little helplessly at the moment, and then looked at Xiao Tong's serious look, and then hesitantly put it back to the pillow.

Xiao Tong looked at the young lady at this time with some astonishment, and when he saw the helpless look in the eyes of the young lady, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, and the laughing words suddenly swallowed his lower abdomen, and the smile on his face gradually solidified.

How long has it been since she'd seen such a look? After Miss Zi entered the palace and became another woman, the pure helpless but quiet eyes that belonged to Xiao Tong had completely disappeared, but now

Qingyi looked at the bag next to the pillow, and for a moment he didn't know what to do, he sent... Heart, suddenly a little sour, eyes also revealed a little unnatural, a little, when she looked at Xiao Tong's stunned expression, she realized that she had been stunned for a long time, so she got up and said with a light smile: "Why does Xiao Tong look at me like this?" ”

Xiao Tong's eyes widened, and then she heard what Qingyi was saying, she blinked, and then she came back to her senses slowly, touched her head a little embarrassed, chuckled, and said, "Miss, this trick... Uh, miss, the slave will help you change and freshen up."

Qingyi smiled softly, but looked down at the bag next to the pillow, for some reason, her heart was filled with a trace of warmth, but more bitterness and coldness