Chapter 96: Beauty as jade (3)

Maybe it was her pitiful misfortune that awakened Xiao Fengxuan, or maybe he was shocked that he was too harsh. Xiao Fengxuan calmed his tone and sighed suddenly: "Is she okay?"
Nie Wushuang didn't know who he was referring to, and after a little guessing, he answered, "Not good, not bad." Yamei laughed Yan Yan, and Xiao Fengyi would not refer to her. Only the jade cymbals in the "Lagerstroemia indica" may be Xiao Fengxuan's look so dramatically changed.
Xiao Fengxi sat on the chair, rubbed his forehead, and said quietly, "What did she say? Is your cough better?"
Nie Wushuang saw that his crisis had been passed through in shock and danger, so he calmed down and leaned towards him with a slight regret: "Chen Ye looked at the spirit of the maiden sister-in-law, but she didn't look good, she coughed, emperor ... … Would you like to ask the Royal Doctor to show the Jade Lady? "
Xiao Fengxie waved her hand, and her brow was always indifferent to the helplessness she had never seen before: "No, even if the doctor goes to the hospital, she would not go to the doctor. She ... has a deep grudge against her."
Nie Wushuang has never seen such a helpless and pitying expression on his face, and he couldn't help but be interested in the sick and grumpy jade in the "Lagerstroemia indica". He wanted to follow up, but knew that at this time Inappropriate, so I left the topic and talked about some interesting things.
Xiao Fengzhang cheered up. The two only talked about some local customs. Nie Wushuang smiled cleverly, and soon made Xiao Fengzhang forget that she was unhappy and looked at her with a smile.
At dinner, Xiao Fengyi was going to Ganlu Hall, and Nie Wushuang was ordered to go, and Jin Ling Ding-Dang at the four corners of Dragon Ball was in attendance, solemn and solemn. Nie Wushuang's heart rose with a feeling of power from the superiors, and he couldn't help smiling and clenched the powerful hand under the long sleeve.
The quiet night lingers, and the silence in the Hall of Ganlu is silent. The copper leak ticked in the hall and ticked softly. Nie Wushuang turned over, but was completely sleepless. A pair of clean arms quietly embraced her waist.
Xiao Fengzhen came with a slightly dull voice: "Can't you sleep?"
Nie Wushuang clings to his sturdy chest: "Emperor ..." His head was resting on his bare chest, but he still had no sleepiness and did not know what to say. Listening to his heartbeat, his mind was gradually stunned.
Her movement made him laugh silently, and he stroked her beauty back: "It is easy to fall asleep when changing places, what do you want to talk about?"
Nie Wushuang thought about it and apologized, "If you want to go back to the 'Yuanxiu Palace', the emperor will have to get up early tomorrow."
She wanted to get up, but was caught by him. There was no candlelight in the temple, and the moonlight was shining on the dragon bed through the large window in the temple. Unexpectedly, his eyebrows were so clear, as if they were ink paintings.
"Stay with me," he said to her with a smile. Nie Wushuang's heart warmed slightly, and he lay down again, curled up in his arms.
"Tell me how you came to Yinguo?" He asked slowly. Nie Wushuang was stumped. How did he get to Yinguo? She thought wryly, as if it had been a nightmare of her life, she could not see the journey ahead, she was panicked, she felt like she was desperate. There are also grudges and hatreds with deep hatred ...
She gritted her teeth: "It was His Royal Highness that sent his courtiers to Yingguo first, and he wanted to come to his court to thank His Royal Highness King for his life-saving grace."
Xiao Fengyi didn't hear the mockery in her mouth, and he sighed, "The fifth brother is a very special person. I always think that everyone has misunderstood him."
misunderstanding? Out of mind, moody? Or fierce? Nie Wushuang sneered, fearing that Xiao Fengqing's true face could not be identified. There was only Xiao Fengyu alone in the world. Xiao Fengqing has that kind of ability. He will never help in front of people who want to hide his true face. No matter how bad others evaluate him, in front of the person he wants to hide, he can only see the side that Xiao Fengqing wants to show him.
Nie Wushuang was interested in Xiao Suo and could neither comment nor say more on this topic.
Xiao Fengxi was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "I want to come, he is about to meet the envoy of Qi Guo now."
Nie Wushuang's heart was beating hard, and it was time to come. When Xiao Fengdi noticed her stiffness, she couldn't help kissing her cheek: "You can rest assured, I won't ..."
Nie Wushuang hugged him tightly, his body trembling, his voice trembling: "The emperor, Chen Ye, don't see Gu Qinghong, Chen Ye is afraid ..." She shook like a leaf in the autumn wind, pitiful.
Yes, she was afraid, she was afraid that she could n’t help but step forward to kill him, she was afraid that she would get out of control and come off in public to tear off his always gentle Sven mask, she was afraid that everything she carefully managed would be ruined by herself In the hands, there is no possibility of turning over again!
"Does the emperor know how the harem means courtiers? They say that courtiers are ruined flowers and willows, and they say that courtiers and fathers are the source of the disaster ..." In the darkness, he could only see her shining beauty At her eyes, she was scattered and chaotic, and her small and beautiful face was lonely and helpless.
"The emperor ... Chen Yang didn't know where she had done wrong, but she would get such a result!" She shivered, and suddenly burst into tears.
Xiao Feng's face moved, and she couldn't help kissing her lips deeply, and whispered, "No, no ..." His movements became more gentle, as if to compensate her, he was extremely lingering. She cried in response to him, finally crying gradually and quietly, she seemed like a vine clinging to the towering tree clinging to him. Her weakness made him feel pity, and in the lingering he gave her deep comfort.
The moon rabbit fell to the west, and Nie Wushuang fell asleep at last, and Moonlight passed her face, and her lips seemed to have a cold, contented smile.
In the early morning of the next day, Nie Wushuang didn't have to pay tribute to the empress's wife because she was waiting for the emperor. She went to the Yuanxiu Palace to wait for her to refresh. Suddenly Nie Wushuang remembered something, Xiu Mei frowned slightly: "Wait to invite Yamei to the palace, this is as a gift for her hospitality yesterday."
(This article starts with Red Sleeve Tim)