Chapter 344: Sansheng League

She looked up, her eyes soft and soft, like a pool of broken waves.
He looked at her, and suddenly burst into a smile that she had never seen in joy: "Wusou ..." The overwhelming kiss fell, hot and eager, swept away, and instantly took away all her reason.
He kissed sweetly, kissed her chest, rolled down, and he lit the flame on her, this time different from the past, in the skin dating, the heart and heart have never been closer to this moment, Chaotang, Harem ; Conspiracy, struggling one by one at this moment.
He is the emperor, but it is her brightest yearning. On those nights when he can't sleep, his breath is around, and he dispels nightmares for her, his mind, his calm decision, even his tenderness. This inadvertently broke into his heart, soothing her heart that was violent with hatred.
The hatred was washed away with blood. She didn't dare or forget it for a moment, but there was always a voice in her heart. When she was invited to be a pet, she was calculating step by step, such as when she was walking on thin ice. Come out and tell her.
She shouldn't be like this.
She was supposed to be a gentle woman. She promised an unforgettable oath for three lives. She had a wonderful and happy family in her life. She could be the head mother, handle food and clothing in a house, and talk to a lady. New topic. In my spare time, I drew a picture and wrote a pleasant poem.
She shouldn't have to be with her hands like this, and should spend all her energy in the mire of power. She shouldn't ...
"What are you thinking?" He lifted her jaw, the tension under her body was ready. But she closed her eyes and burst into tears.
Nie Wushuang opened his eyes: "Will Feng Ye always remember what he said today?"
"Maybe the emperor would be involuntary because of all kinds of body, but Xiao Fengyi would remember." He solemnly kissed her pink trembling lips, and stood underneath, deeply submerged in her body.
The white body bloomed like a flower, she moaned softly, clung to his body, and fell into the abyss of desire with him ...
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Lancome fragrant soup washes the cream, and the fragrance is sweet.
Nie Wushuang washes her hair, and she arbitrarily wears a large dark red silk robe crooked on the cushion in the imperial tent. The long ink hair is not yet dry, and the palace lady is wiping her gently behind her. Yang Zhi stomped in. Nie Wushuang's eyes closed slightly, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.
Yang Zhi didn't dare to bother, sitting on his knees and waiting quietly. Nie Wushuangxian held in her hand a jade that was almost the size of her palm. The texture was white and flawless, with a mighty dragon-shaped pattern engraved on it, and the word "Xiao" was engraved in it. Yang glanced straight, and could not help but tremble in his eyes. He quietly came to the back of Nie Wu, and silently made a gesture.
The palace girl quickly retreated, Yang Zhi picked up the jade comb and towel, and continued to wipe her hair. His hands were flexible, and Nie Wushuang's long hair was quickly groomed.
Nie Wushuang in a deep sleep suddenly chuckled: "This palace is very curious, what else can Father Yang do in this world? Your craftsmanship is not worse than that of a palace girl who combs her hair all year round."
Yang Zhi put down his jade comb and said modestly, "In the palace, learn everything, and one day the things learned by slaves will come in handy."
Come in handy? What Yang Zhi said was exactly the same as what she had taught her back then. This is the case for everyone in the palace. There is no stable scenery under the feet, only higher and higher, so the palace people who have ambitions and intentions must constantly wonder what is useful to themselves ...
Nie Wushuang sighed, opened his eyes, and whispered, "How is His Royal Highness Rui?"
"His Royal Highness has suffered internal injuries, and the injuries are quite serious. But now it has stabilized." Yang Zhi whispered.
Nie Wushuang played with the jade in her hand, and the delicate and complicated lines clucked her palms, she thought hard.
"Niangniang, this is ..." Yang Zhi interrupted her meditation and looked at Yupei and asked.
"This is given by the emperor to this palace." Nie Wu tightened his hands.
"This seems to be the jade that the emperor never leaves." Yang Zhi asked again.
Nie Wushuang knew that he could not hide him, and responded lightly: "Yes, this is the emperor's personal jade." He gave her the most personal jade, with a dragon pattern on the front, and a "Xiao" character on the back. And his words.
In Yingying, men and women donate jade to each other, representing love. He told her that he would make a three-life alliance with her. Nie Wushuang pinched Yu Pei's slender jade fingers across the lines on the jade pendant, his eyes were complicated.
"Congratulations to the maiden!" Yang Zhi rejoiced, kneeling down: "This shows that the emperor has only the maiden in his heart! So no matter how many new people enter the palace, the maiden's position in the harem cannot be shaken!"
Nie Wushuang took Yu Pei into his arms, and partly dismissed the topic: "How could His Royal Highness be like this? It stands to reason that he has enough protection for himself, how can he be so hurt?"
Yang Zhi replied: "The news from the slaves was that His Royal Highness King Rui was desperate to protect the Holy See, so he was injured by the assassin in black."
Nie Wushuang frowned as she heard: "Destroy the Emperor to protect the emperor?" She looked at Yang Zhi thoughtfully: "Did it mean that His Royal Highness did not even care about his own life in order to win the Emperor?"
Yang Zhi groaned: "This slave is also inaccurate. However, the incident in the palace has always been unexpected, and maybe he has other profound meanings."
Nie Wushuang stood up and said lightly, "Changing clothes for this palace. This palace is going to visit His Royal Highness Rui."
"Madam? Is this appropriate?" Yang Zhi asked worriedly.
Nie Wushuang smiled: "Why not? He fights hard to protect the emperor.
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The sky outside the account is dazzling, looking at the pastoral grasslands that are all vast and green. Xiao Fengxun himself dealt with the matter that was dealt with. After yesterday's fierce danger, the whole camp was greatly strengthened, with three steps and one whistle, and five steps and one post. The atmosphere was tense and depressed. In the camp, the relatives and nobles of the clan all heard of the thrilling assassination that night. When they scolded the envoys and assassins of Qin Kingdom, they had no interest in hunting and hunting, and they packed up their bags to return to Beijing.

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