Chapter 439

no way?

Feng Ling ran was almost angry smile, if there is no damned purple clothes, he now let this little fox know he can?

"Xi'er, would you like to try to be a husband? Well? " The tail is dangerously long, his dark eyes squint and his thick feathered eyelashes cast two shadows under his eyelids.

His long body sank, half his weight on her soft and delicate body.

Xiao Xi's delicate face, instantly red, pursed her lips without saying a word, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were free. Could you still use it? She already felt it.

She's wrong. She shouldn't doubt the animal's ability in some aspects!

Fengling ran saw a small fox with a low head, delicate face, like a shy and timid peach blossom in March, stained with rain and dew, very delicate and dazzling, throat a tight, want to kiss Fangze, swallow this little fox into the stomach.

What's the matter? Well? "

His white jade slender fingers, pinched her chin, touched the delicate skin, his finger belly slightly trembled, strange silk hemp drill into his meridians.

Xiao Xi's free eyes on his eyes light, animal fire in the jump, her fingers slightly tremble, some weak on his shoulder.

Xiao CuO red face, did not have a good breath of staring at him: "you want to come ah, where come from so much nonsense?"

Finish saying, she is very guilty, the beast "combat effectiveness" is very strong, she has challenged his man's dignity, he should not be hard to toss her tonight?

Hum! If he dares, this time, not next time.

Feng Ling ran thought, very much, is about to burn himself, I wish immediately, immediately, this little fox eat dry wipe clean.

His eyes are gloomy, and when he is about to lose control, he hears a "light hum" in his head, which is like ridicule and patience. Feng Ling Ran's black eyes narrowed sharply into a line. His eyes opened. He secretly clenched his fist. It was purple. He was too familiar with the patience in his voice. As he was now, he felt pain all over his body and was about to explode.

No, it's cheaper.

Feng Ling ran suddenly laughed, pointing to the abdomen to press in her soft lips, you cool smile way: "there seems to be a damned guy don't want me to touch you!"

He saw Xiao Xi's puzzled big eyes and continued to say, "Xi'er, wait for me to drive the damned guy away, and I'll hurt you again for my husband."

Xiao Xi understood, Feng Ling Ran's mouth "damn guy" is purple.

Xiao Xi's heart is relieved, white phoenix Ling ran one eye: "Ling ran, you don't say purple clothes like that, he is my master, also be regarded as your elder."

Feng Ling ran in the heart disdain, what nonsense elder? Even his women, dare to move their minds, also deserve the word "elder"?

Oh He is really confused by the anger. Purple clothes are just a wisp of soul belonging to this body

……

Nanling, the palace.

Qianqian with a delicate jade cup in his hand, when he entered the imperial study, the old yellow gate quietly explained.

"Your Majesty doesn't like to disturb you. The girl will come out after putting down her things gently. Remember that when you go in, you should also keep your step light."

"Thank you for reminding me

Laohuangmen looked at Qianqian, pink face and red lips, and slightly chuckled, but he didn't say a word in his voice: what you want to thank is Qiulan girl, not a mixed family.

Qianqian enters the door, and the pleasant smell of Chenxiang comes from your face. It is a kind of very precious fragrance. It is dyed in the exquisite Jiulong small gold stove, and the smoke curls up like a cloud.

Nangong Yin's memorial for reading the memorial is like a layer of mist, which covers his noble figure with a mysterious veil. Qianqian looks like he is in the fairy palace and sees the noble Immortal King in the palace.

Aware of his improper behavior, Qianqian immediately lowered his head, delicate face slightly red, according to the old yellow gate said, gently went over, put down the jade cup in her hand, when she was leaving, the corner of her eye could not help looking at Nangong Yin, but he hung his head from the beginning to the end, as if he did not find her coming in. His spirit was trapped in the memorial.

The king of a country is so hard.

Qian Qian moved his eyes and waved away the thought that he should not have. For a moment, she wanted to remind him to drink some hot ginseng soup and then review the memorial. What is she? But a humble servant, who is qualified to remind your majesty?

Qianqian came out, the old yellow gate is more satisfied, see Qianqian's eyes light, flash past appreciation.

Many maids went in to deliver ginseng soup. Seeing that his majesty saw the God, some even dreamed that sparrows would fly up to the branches and become Phoenix. Those maids were really too cheap to know how much they weighed.

A moment later.

Qianqian in the corner to see a person, her eyes flash across the color, walked in the past.

"Miss Qiulan."

Qian Qian salutes.

"Follow me."

Autumn orchid leaves a word, turn to walk, take Qianqian to a room.

"What's going on with what I asked you to do?"

Qiu LAN sat on a carved sandalwood chair, picked up the tea cup in her hand, sipped it, and asked without expression.

Qian Qian's face flashed in a strange way, plopped and knelt down: "Your Majesty doesn't even look at me. It's too difficult to climb onto the Dragon bed."All of a sudden, a tea cup smashed over, just fell in front of her knee, just a little, will hit her Qianqian forehead, let her head bleeding, beyond recognition.

Qiulan's cold voice line said: "I let you into the palace, but not to listen to you say difficult words to me."

Qianqian suddenly surprised, pale, eyes congealed with tears, hanging in the edge of the eye, slightly trembling, but dare not fall.

Qiulan's eyes fell on Qianqian's tearful eyes, and suddenly stood up, like, too much like, she went to Qianqian, looked at Qianqian from a commanding position, a moment later, she reached out to lift Qianqian's face.

"Yes, it's this kind of look that stubbornly refuses to shed tears. Your majesty likes not only this face, but also Xiao Xi's movement and eyes. Qianqian, if you let your majesty see your eyes like this, your majesty will be moved. Do you remember that?"

Qianqian endure the sharp pain from his chin, nodded, and the tears hanging in his eyes rolled down.

Qiu LAN disgusted to leave Qian Qian's chin: "wipe your face clean, I want to give your face medicine."

Fear flashed in Qianqian's eyes, but she still raised her sleeve and wiped her face. Seeing the bottle in Qiulan's hand, she closed her eyes in fear and felt something soft and wriggling, which fell on her face. Qianqian didn't dare to give out one.

The thing soon penetrated into her skin, Qiulan's fingers across her skin, gently guiding the thing to go downstream under her skin.

Flesh and blood, as if bit by bit by what devour, pain tearing heart and lung, Qianqian can only bite the crown, dare not say a word, even lip, she is not qualified to bite.

I don't know how long, Qianqian as if in hell to walk a circle, Qiulan finally received the things, looking at this pale and more delicate face, more and more like Xiao Xi, after a long time, can be false.

Qiu LAN tightly pinches her fingers to control her impulse to destroy her face. She has to use this face to deal with Xiao Xi. She must not let Xiao Xi return to the palace of Nanling.

Xiao Cuo, that dirty bitch, is no longer worthy of your majesty. She endured the pain, at all costs, to see off the woman on his Majesty's bed, is to let his majesty a wish.

"You go out!"

Qiulan ordered in a cold voice. Seeing Qianqian walk out of the house, she shed tears in her eyes, cried and laughed, and said to herself affectionately, "Your Majesty, Qiulan can sacrifice everything for you, but she will never let Xiao Xi that bitch destroy you."

Qiu LAN suddenly thought of the picture scroll that Nangong Yin regarded as a treasure at the head of his bed. No one could touch it or even get close to the Dragon bed. He is now the most respected emperor in Nanling, but he still arranges his own dragon bed like a common man every day.

If not for Xiao Xi, how could your majesty become like this?

Qian Qian on the way to meet the old yellow gate, when passing by, the old yellow gate gently sighed and said in a low voice.

"Your Majesty didn't drink today's ginseng soup."

With that, the figure of the old yellow gate has been several steps away from Qianqian.

Qianqian was stupefied, pale face, not clear at night, she looked gloomy, bitter smile, the night wind was cold, she raised her arms, surrounded her body, this deep palace, let her feel afraid, as long as take a wrong step, she will be dead.

Qianqian raised his head and looked at the half string moon hanging in the sky. What kind of a person is that woman named Xiao Xi? How could the emperors of Eastern Jin and Nanling love each other so much?

Xiao Xi is the fairy of chan'e in the palace of heaven. She is the humble mayfly on the earth.

At this point.

Nangong Yin has returned to his bedroom. After taking a bath, he puts on his snow-white robe and goes to bed. He takes the picture from the head of the bed and opens it carefully.

In the picture, there is a delicate man in a man's dress. His green silk is disordered, his clothes are not neat, and his exquisite clavicle is exposed. There is also a large area of snow-white skin, which is extremely fragrant.

Nangong Yin's fingers depict the girl's eyebrows and eyes in the painting. Moving to her slightly open vermilion lip, Nangong Yin's fingers tremble. There is an illusion that the fingers go deep into her lips.

Nangong Yin chuckled in a low voice, and his fingers rubbed the vermilion lips in the painting, and his eyes grew deeper and deeper: "when I lost you, Xi'er, do you know how much I miss you?"

His fingers swam past her delicate clavicle and stopped at the next palm. He urged his eyes and looked at her delicate body: "sometimes, I really regret it. Why didn't I touch you when I was in the East Palace because you didn't want to? If touched, now in your heart, will there be a little bit of my position? "

He closed his eyes and covered up all his emotions. He held the portrait in his arms: "Xi'er, it's me who was not good to you. When you come back to me, can I make up for you with my whole life?"

……

Xiao CuO wakes up in a dream. It's already light. Fengling goes to the morning. She presses her palm on her palpitating chest. Why does she dream of the monster of Dinosaur Valley Hot Spring? And then something strange happened. The demon took her to Nanling palace. She saw Nangong Yin.

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