Thin Mei·Love Fragrance Quilt

Chapter 47

But Qian Mei raised her head and saw Tang Tianxiao standing beside her, only then did she realize that her expression and behavior just now must have fallen into his eyes, she blushed immediately, and forced a smile: "It's nothing, just ask me to tie a ribbon for your hair, sleep on it It's gone!"

Tang Tianxiao nodded and said, "It's inevitably inconvenient to go out."

He pulled her to sit in front of the bronze mirror, took the mahogany comb in her hand, and combed her drooping hair strand by strand, and then still braided a big braid like yesterday, only from her waist. Suddenly, she took out a light green silk handkerchief and knotted it casually at her hair, which turned out to be refreshing and pleasant, very pretty.

Ke Qianmei raised her face, and asked him suddenly: "Does the emperor often help the concubines in the palace to comb their hair?"

Her blushing face was dazzled by the sunlight from the window, and the brilliance was dazzing, temporarily covering up the fatigue and weakness after the injury between her eyebrows and eyes, and she was indeed beautiful and unparalleled.

Tang Tianxiao felt dizzy, quickly lowered his eyelids, and said with a slight smile, "I've only seen them comb their hair, but I haven't done it for them."

But Qianmei stroked his neat braids and said with a smile: "It seems that the emperor is quite savvy when combing his hair. If you practice more, you will be as good as the emperor's sweetheart."

The sun seemed to have made Tang Tianxiao a little hot.

His face was also a little red, his always flying black eyes were lowered, and the corners of his lips were drawn into a line. After a long time, he asked in a low voice in embarrassment: "Qianmei, do you really hate me?"

But Qianmei was startled, playing with the black braid in her hand, and said in a low voice: "How dare I hate the emperor? Not to mention the emperor of Zhou, he is King Khan of Beihe. If he wants to kick his own woman to death, No one dared to say a word of no."

Tang Tianxiao was silent for a moment, then staring at Ke Qianmei's eyes, sighed, "Do you think I am a tyrant?"

Ke Qianmei shook her head, "Everyone in the world knows that the emperor treats people kindly, so he is naturally not a tyrant."

"I am lenient, and even treat Southern Chu's surrendered officials with gentleness; but among these people, there are not many who want to take my head. Not to mention Beihe and Dazhou's mortal enemy for many years, your mother-in-law It also comes from the royal family of Southern Chu, if it were you, and saw the man next to your bed stabbing him with a sword in the middle of the night, how would you react?"

"Oh, then I must have passed with a whip." Ke Qianmei didn't expect Tang Tianxiao to speak so frankly, coughed twice uncomfortably, and said, "The emperor said so, it seems that I am looking for death myself!"

"It's not that you are looking for death, or I was wrong."

"emperor……"

"It was my fault." Tang Tianxiao took her hand, touched her forehead with warm lips, and said softly: "I was too suspicious and made you suffer. Even if you want to hurt me, you won't pick exist……"

His voice lowered, and he could only murmur in Qianmei's ear in an almost inaudible voice: "No matter how brave you are, you wouldn't do it at that time. It must... still hurt a lot, right? When you were under me ..."

At some point, Ke Qianmei was hugged in his arms again, kissed tenderly, wantonly loving and affectionate.

He was used to slapstick in the court of love and moon, and he was already a master of it; it was her first taste of love, no matter how fierce she was, she couldn't match Tang Tianxiao, so she trembled all of a sudden, coughing, and reluctantly agreed to his request Caressing, just begging for forgiveness in a low voice: "Your Majesty...I...my chest is very tight and uncomfortable..."

(End of this chapter)