Beauty and Beauty: Adopted Daughter Becomes Concubine

Chapter 33
Arriving at the Imperial Garden, the bright and elegant bright yellow figure was Murong Yuchi, Lian Yingtong froze in her footsteps, her fingertips clutched her palm fiercely.

"Hey, why is Ah Lin here?"

She heard Murong Lan's surprise.

Yes, why is he here?However, it is inevitable.

Getting closer, she sees that the person next to him is Sim-mae.

Exquisite and flawless coquettish eyes with a slight smile, coquettish and alluring, he raised his eyes to look at the direction where Lian Yingtong appeared, the corners of his lips slightly curled up without smiling and self-satisfying, no matter from which side you look at Murong Yuchi, this man will always charm all beings with his gestures and gestures .

Xin Mei's beauty lacked his eye-catching and charming, but was a little more elegant and cool. Standing together, the two of them formed a pair of beautiful shadows, and she never shy away from the familiar intimacy with Murong Yuchi anywhere.

Murong Yuchi had a single couch next to him, which should have belonged to Empress Kang Xin, but Xin Mei sat there sideways over Kang Xinya's slender body, leaning against him, like a dynamic picture of a beauty.

Her identity has always been very mysterious, even though she is one of the nine concubines, the empress has to give up her seat, and she is the only concubine who is seated in a row with the right to be next to Murong Yuchi, so special and so natural.

Murong Lanxin sat next to Empress Dowager Xiao as usual, even Yingtong didn't look at it at all, seeing that there was a vacant seat at the end, she walked over directly.

"Chang Ning, come to Ai's house." Empress Dowager Xiao said suddenly.

If she doesn't want to obey anymore, she still has to turn around and go obediently.

"You girl, you are so unfamiliar with Ai's family after only a few days. You ran so far away and sat, come, sit next to Ai's family. Your uncle is willing to put aside his government affairs and come to accompany Ai's family to enjoy the flowers. Our family has not gathered together for a long time. Together." Empress Dowager Xiao pointed to the vacant seat beside her and asked her to sit down.

Next to Murong Yuchi's other side, Lian Yingtong sat down gently.

The familiar breath seemed to be floating in the nose, she wanted to move a little bit away from him, her knees hurt slightly, and she could only hear a lazy and slightly hoarse voice whispering over.

"Does it still hurt?"

She felt inexplicably sad when she heard that, and then his broad palm under the seat had covered the back of her hand, and the palm was dry and warm against her skin.

As if stung by a bug, she hurriedly withdrew her hand, and even looked around carefully to see if anyone had seen the scene just now, her heart was beating like a drum.

She doesn't need his ambiguous concern.

Murong Yuchi's expression did not change, more helplessness and irritability emerged in his heart, he hadn't seen her for a few days, and as soon as he met her, she began to avoid him as before.

There wasn't even a hint of a good turnaround between him and her.

"Xiaomei, I heard that you are sick, are you feeling better?" Murong Lan asked Xinmei with concern.

It was rare for Xin Mei to look directly at anyone, but she nodded and smiled at Murong Lanxin politely, taking advantage of the opportunity, she pointed at Chang Ning, showing a questioning expression.

"Chang Ning is always rough, he hurt his knee, and he is already much better." Murong Lan replied on behalf of Lian Yingtong.

Xin Mei showed a gratified smile, pulled Murong Yuchi's sleeve and gestured with her fingers a few times, pressed her palm on Murong Yuchi's heart and patted it lightly.

Murong Yuchi smiled lightly at her, "It's like this for a child, you don't have to worry about her too much, your body will recover on your own, so don't worry too much." The tone was quite caring and doting, the warm palm that covered the back of her hand just now is now He held another woman and greeted her in front of everyone.

child?
When occupying her body and causing her to die of pain, why didn't she care that she was a child?
"Empress Dowager, Chang Ning's leg hurts badly and I want to leave first." Her eyes were red, and tears filled her eyes, as if she really couldn't bear the pain.

Murong Yuchi said in a deep voice, "I'll take you back." As he said, he wanted to hold her little catkin with his palm.

Lian Yingtong moved her hand away first, gently pushed his extended arm, raised her eyes and softly refused firmly: "Don't bother Uncle Huang, Aunt Xin Concubine is not in good health, you should stay and take care of her. Chang Ning Even though he is a child, he can still take care of himself with this injury."

"Chang Ning..." Murong Yuchi froze with his hands hanging in mid-air.

"Aunt Huang, I'm fine. You are here to accompany the empress dowager and the aunts. Chang Ning will leave." She signaled to Murong Lan that she was fine. to leave.

"This child..." The Empress Dowager Bo was dissatisfied, and she scolded Murong Yuchi, "You, the emperor's uncle, spoiled her. The last few times, she left the table first. I'm afraid that some people will become more defiant as they get older, and I can't teach them..."

The voices behind her gradually became noisy, Lian Yingtong couldn't care about these things, she just wanted to return to Guanju Palace as soon as possible, and seek a place of peace.

After a while, Murong Lan came back with a worried expression on her face, and saw her lying on the bed with red eyes thinking about something.

"Mother put medicine on you, does it hurt badly?"

She shook her head and said apologetically, "Mother, I'm sorry, I don't like Concubine Xin, so I left, did I cause trouble?"

Murong Lanxin sat down and sighed, "You still don't understand. There are a few people in the palace who really like people. Even if you don't leave today, the Queen Mother can still find a chance to get angry. The reason why the Emperor rejected the Queen Mother's flower viewing party Come here again, it was Xin Mei who wanted to go and he brought her here, can the Queen Mother not be angry?"

It turned out that he came to admire the flowers because of Xin Mei. He had been busy for several days without rest, and he would not listen to anyone's persuasion.Isn't there Xin Mei here? One thought of her made Murong Yuchi drop everything.

The little uncle is troublesome, and she is more concerned.

Murong Lan was worried that it would be inconvenient for her to get up at night, so she stayed in Guanju Palace, and when the wind blew up at night, it seemed like the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.

She was not too sleepy, seeing Murong Lanxin fell asleep, and the wind outside the window turned cold, Lian Yingtong got up to close the window.

A figure flashed in front of her eyes, she leaned out of the window slightly, her arms were tightly clamped, and then she leaned back, and the exclamation that she didn't have time to utter was precisely caught by two warm lips, and she swallowed it all.

She supported the visitor's chest with one hand, and pushed his shoulder desperately with the other, struggling silently.

After a long while without success, his lips loosened, and he said, "Let's talk."

She shook her head eagerly and whispered, and glanced into the inner room from the corner of her eye, "My mother is here, we have nothing to talk about."

"Why didn't we talk about it?" Murong Yuchi's dark eyes were dark, his brows were bloodshot and he frowned, his voice was hoarse.

Lian Yingtong stared at him fiercely, her eyes gradually became hot when she thought about what happened during the day, "I didn't leave on purpose to make Concubine Xin scolded, I apologize to her."

Murong Yuchi's eyes moved slightly to look at her who lowered her head and pursed her lips. It sounded like she was a little angry, so he couldn't help laughing, and stroked her cheek with his warm palm.

The little thing misunderstood his reason for coming. In fact, he missed her. She avoided him during the day and finally ran away in a panic. The soreness was unbearable, and the longing was like a lingering thread that twisted his heart again and again. The pain, but it was even more teasing and difficult to control.

"Talk here or come with me?"

He hugged her very tightly, he had to choose, there was no room for rejection.

"My mother..."

Murong Yuchi understood, and carried her out of the open window with a little force, "Sister Huang will sleep until dawn, I really want to talk to you slowly."

In the dark night, he pressed against her ear with a charming smile on his lips and said softly.

He wrapped her in his clothes, fearing that the chill of early autumn would catch her cold, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.

Lian Yingtong didn't struggle, the moment she was held in his arms, a layer of water vapor suddenly appeared in her eyes, she loosened for a moment, and she lost her initial resistance to him.

Hearing the sound of the horse's hooves, it stopped after an unknown period of time, and she was picked up again and put down again.

He took off the clothes that wrapped her, supported her shoulders with his big hands and gently pushed her forward, his feet softened suddenly, his strong arms hugged her waist, and he rotated gently. On top of her body, Lian Yingtong opened her eyes and bumped into his smiling black pupils.

Murong Weichi smiled captivatingly, lowered his head and kissed the red mark on her forehead with warm lips, his voice was even hoarse than before, even tinged with imperceptible lust, "Little boy, do you miss me?"

The thick eyelashes fluttered and closed her eyelids, she was silent, and quietly raised a small hand to cover her lips.

Every time he called her that, he would definitely kiss her next time, and the hot and seductive kiss carried his breath echoing in her mouth for a long time, making her almost suffocate.

In this scene, the smile on the corners of Murong Yuchi's lips deepened, and he lowered his head to her ear and said in a hoarse voice, "I miss you so much, and want to hurt you hard."

These words came out of his mouth, smudged with strong eroticism, naked/naked.

"No, no, my mother is with me, you can't..." She understood and struggled subconsciously, and she couldn't go wrong anymore. The thrilling lingering two nights made her feel like she had become crazy.

Wan Wan had sex under him, the man who was 12 years older than her and was her uncle by blood, he possessed her body blatantly and unrestrainedly, setting off monstrous waves in her body one after another, imprinting his traces.

He half-forced and half-coaxed her, asking her to call him Brother A Lin, a nickname that should belong to lovers, just like he called her Xiaoguai.

The ethics are out of order, and they are still immersed in the lingering lingering of physical pleasure.

Murong Yuchi could hear the grievance and resistance in her tone, he was taking her step by step into the abyss without stopping.

He helped her stand up, pulled her shoulders and looked in front of him.

The ground is covered with pure and extremely soft white woolen blankets that go deep into the ankles. Standing on it seems to be stepping on clouds, and every step is so unreal.

As her eyes adapted to the light, Lian Yingtong's pupils lit up suddenly, and then she was full of surprise. The place in front of her was completely incomparable with the palace, but her eyes were reddened. The color embroidery samples are all her favorite styles.

She was even more pleasantly surprised. If the roses in the yard wait until the next year to bloom, it will be a beautiful scene full of roses.

In her heart, her longing for her own little homeland in the future is really in front of her eyes tonight.

With his shoulders slightly heavy, Murong Yuchi leaned forward with his chin, and wrapped his arms around that slender waist, feeling her body trembling slightly.

"How do you know?" She only said that she wanted a home of her own, but she didn't tell him what it should be like.

Hot breathing sprayed her cochlea, slightly itchy.

He is good at guessing people's hearts, but he is not a prophet.Her innocence and innocence sometimes said something childish, and would even be called silly.

Murong Yuchi was reticent, but he listened to her every word, knew her subtle preferences, and kept them all in his heart. Her expression was so happy and even more surprised, which proved that his hard work was not in vain.

Murong Yuchi's face was a little pale, and his dark eyes were surprisingly bloodshot. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you like it? Our home."

Her simple eyes were a little puzzled, and then her expression changed slightly, "Our home?"

Murong Yuchi's face darkened, and the slight change in her expression fell into his eyes, and there was a sense of inexplicability in his heart.

"You said you want your own home and live a peaceful life." He turned her body to meet her eyes, but she was full of tears but fixed tightly on him, with a sad expression on her delicate face.

With a tingling pain in his heart, Murong Yuchi held her face in his hands, the accumulated exhaustion and burnout hit him deeply, forcing himself to calm down.

"There is also a husband who loves me, who will accompany you and spoil you and love you."

Tears were already hurting her eye sockets, she lowered her eyes, and the tears silently hit her instep, making her shiver with heat.

"But we can't..." She wanted a small happy family. A happy family should have a husband who loves her and a cute baby of her own. In fact, Murong Yuchi couldn't give her any of them.

Lian Yingtong was very pleasantly surprised by what she saw tonight, but after a short period of happiness, it was still a dream, which was unreal.

Murong Yuchi couldn't understand her loneliness after a moment of surprise and happiness.

Sometimes Tongtong's sobriety surprised him, but looking back at him who had lived for 27 years, he seemed to be possessed right now, and Murong Yuchi became the first person to immerse himself in illusory happiness in the happy little home he worked so hard to build for her.

"Tongtong, I haven't closed my eyes for a few days, and I have a terrible headache. Don't make trouble with me tonight, okay?"

The reality is cruel, and it will come back after all.

His tone was slightly lost with a trace of helplessness, and there was a deep hidden weakness that was rarely revealed. Murong Yuchi, a tough and arrogant man who would never be guessed, occasionally he would unconsciously show a side unknown to the world in front of her. , just for a moment, Lian Yingtong noticed it every time.

She stood on her tiptoes and hooked his neck, forcing Murong Yuchi to bow his head towards her, and she raised her hand to touch his forehead.

He had a low fever, and only when he got close to her did he realize that the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, his eyes were black and blue, and his brows were filled with exhaustion.

A moment ago he said he was uncomfortable, but she still couldn't believe it. During the day, this man looked so energetic, and he was so warm with his beloved concubine.

"Uncomfortable, don't hold on."

Wei Liang's small hand touched his forehead, his tone was a little hard but with a hint of worry and concern, Murong Wei slowly closed his eyes under her gaze, "It's really nothing, it's just a headache." The hoarse voice was tired, and it sounded like It's not as indifferent as he said.

"Some fever."

Murong Yuchi turned his head away, avoiding the little hand she stretched out again.

Lian Yingtong's palm was hanging in mid-air and froze, the movement of him pushing her away was familiar, that's what she did to him during the day.

For a moment, she couldn't understand why she had to stick to him to suffer his sudden indifference, her face turned pale and she bit her lips tightly.

"But fever and headache, uncle can take care of himself, what can your little one do." With such an indifferent tone, the dark eyes were silent and unwavering.

He didn't care about what happened during the day with her, but he didn't expect Lian Yingtong to misunderstand again.

He grew up in the royal family, and he faced the intrigues of people alone since he was a child. He is used to concealing his true self in front of people.

After studying martial arts for many years, he went from getting hurt to no longer getting hurt, even he only hurts people, Murong Yuchi forbade himself to be bound by anything.He stands alone at the pinnacle of power, knowing that even the slightest nostalgia will lead to a fall into the abyss.

For a moment of weakness, he saw in Lian Yingtong's eyes the love he longed for. The last time he was pleasantly surprised, this time the feeling was stronger than before.

He waited for a long time and she was willing to take a small step towards him. While he was overjoyed, the indifference that he had cultivated over the years to reject others thousands of miles away made him a little at a loss.

Once held tightly, he is not someone who can easily let go, what about her?
Are you really willing to mess with him to the end?Or is it just a moment of sympathy for him who is sick and weak?
Murong Yuchi felt that he was standing on the edge of the cliff, and if he didn't pay attention, he would fall down and be smashed to pieces.

He can be broken, he is not afraid of pain, he is only afraid of breaking her, making her miserable.

She is right in front of her eyes, warm and real, and she can be held in her arms by reaching out.

His heart was tangled, half cold and half like a flame, and he was about to lose control of himself.

Stuck in his heart by his words, Lian Yingtong's face turned pale and blue, the situation reversed and reappeared during the day.

She stood firm and walked past him without saying a word. Murong Yuchi squeezed his pale lips tightly, watching her walk out step by step.

The voice that wanted to call her to stop rolled back and forth in his throat, but because he accidentally saw her deep concern and worry for him, Murong Yuchi's heart was easily teased by her unintentional tenderness.

With a staggering step, Lian Yingtong fell to the ground, the carpet was soft and did not hurt, but the sudden pain of bending her knees made her take a deep breath.Kneeling on her knees with her palms on the ground, her posture must be in a panic, she is always in such a panic in front of Murong Yuchi.

His fingertips touched her shoulder, Lian Yingtong's body trembled violently, her long hair lowered her head to cover her pale cheeks.

"I said that I won't care about you if you die of illness, then even if I fall to the point of death, don't you care about me!" With her voice trembling, she insisted on not showing weakness in front of him.

"Say childish things again." Murong Yuchi frowned and helped her up.

She suddenly turned her face to the side and raised her small chin, raised her eyebrows slightly at him, her exquisite facial features became bright and charming, she retorted provocatively, and said the words hidden in her heart, "Uncle, you occupy my body on the bed , let me call you Brother Ah Lin, do you also treat me as a child?"

Suddenly, Murong Yuchi woke up, he thought of what he had done to her long ago!
(End of this chapter)