Thin Mei·Love Fragrance Quilt

Chapter 71

Tang Tianxiao stroked the purple clay teapot that had been waiting for so many years on the table before the hostess returned, and sighed melancholy.

The room is so tidy, could it be that Qianmei didn't come over?He guessed wrong?

He went out of the room again, and stood on the steps lost in thought.

There are no flowers or trees in the palace courtyard, only an old banyan tree was planted in the middle of the courtyard, and it has grown so lush that it has covered the courtyard for half a year.The night wind blew through the treetops, humming like a cry, and I felt a little cold.

"Where did this girl go?"

He muttered to himself unconsciously, and slowly stepped down the steps.

The moonlight was dim, casting his tall and steady figure in the courtyard, bleak, almost melting into one place with the swaying shadow of the old banyan on the ground.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't come for a long time, and the palace servants also neglected him, and an inch of grass had grown between the bricks.

A rag or piece of paper floated from nowhere, caught by the grass, fluttered for a moment in the shadow of the old banyan, and slowly rolled to his feet as if hesitating.

It was a piece of blue silk handkerchief, moving in front of him with the night wind, as if it was about to fly away like a butterfly.

He bent down to pick it up, unfolded it and looked at it.

The fine silk material, the stitches are even and regular, but it is not embroidered with exquisite flowers, birds, insects and fish like ordinary palace ladies, it is as clean as if it just fell out of someone's arms.

Taking it to the tip of his nose and smelling it, his fingertips suddenly seemed to feel the familiar temperature and breath.

He looked around for a moment, then said with a smile, "Qianmei, come out!"

No one answered.

The plain moon is shining, the moonlight is like water, and the glazed tiles are shining leisurely, as if they are clean and light as if they have just been washed by clean water.

His eyes turned from the eaves to the old banyan tree.

Getting closer to the heavy shadow, he raised his head and shouted to the dark treetops: "Don't wait for me to go up and grab you, come down quickly!"

As if there was a sound of Xi Suo, a black shadow swayed between the branches, and then landed on the ground lightly and delicately.

No matter how dark the shadow was, it couldn't stop Tang Tianxiao's eyes from suddenly shining like stars.

Facing the woman who was wringing her hands coyly standing a few feet away from him, he opened his arms and said with a smile, "Come here!"

But Qianmei pursed her lips and smiled, ran over and threw herself into his arms, wrapping her arms around his waist tightly.

Tang Tianxiao hugged her in his arms, patted her on the back of the head, and complained helplessly: "You will die if you hold back a little? It's up to you to deal with a lot of trouble!"

But Qianmei hugged him tightly, put her head on her chest and shoulders, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid I'm going to die. Don't you really know your queen's methods? Being favored like this, she was charged with unwarranted charges and was almost killed on the spot."

Tang Tianxiao looked at the bedroom that had been silent for so many years, and sighed: "She, how can she compare with you! She doesn't have the background of a princess from a neighboring country, nor does she have martial arts enough to protect herself, and she doesn't even have a high rank. Not as good as you. She has always been just Zhaoyi, and Concubine Shu is her posthumous concubine."

Ke Qianmei was silent for a moment, then said: "I heard...she is not dead."

Tang Tianxiao did not deny it, and whispered in her ear for a long time, "For me, he is actually dead."

But Qian Mei raised her eyes, and saw pain-like dark spring water flowing slowly in those star-like eyes.

Tang Tianxiao looked at the canopy covered by the old banyan tree, as if he wanted to see the boundless sky covered by the heavy branches and leaves.

He slowly said: "I have been on the throne for 15 years, you don't know how many things I have lost. Ning Qingwu once said that I don't know what I discarded. In fact, she was wrong. I always know. But, many times , I have to give up. I lost Yayi, and I also lost her."

Ke Qianmei raised her face, her obsidian-like eyes were as clear as water, full of hope.She asked, "Do you regret it?"

Tang Tianxiao stared at her, and slowly raised the line of his beautiful lips, "I don't regret it. It's just that I was always very sad when I met you."

Ke Qianmei looked at the palace in front of her, and said: "So I want to live in Yiqing Palace."

Tang Tianxiao frowned.

Ke Qianmei said again: "You don't want me to live here, could it be because you don't want your sentimentality?"

Tang Tianxiao was slightly annoyed: "How dare you be so arrogant?"

But Qian Mei didn't speak, she closed her eyes and put her soft lips on his, slowly covering his, the tip of her small tongue nimbly licked, feeling his emotional response, she cooed triumphantly, hugged him On his neck, he weighed his toes and lingered with him.

Tang Tianxiao's resentment disappeared, and his heart was full, as if he was filled with the lingering tenderness.

He sighed helplessly, stretched his arms suddenly, picked her up by the waist, and walked towards the inner room.

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No see in one day, like every three autumns.

What's more, after experiencing such a storm.

But Qian Mei also seemed impatient to use another storm to cover up the unhappiness of the day, so she clasped herself tightly to Tang Tianxiao's body, let him toss and turn, caress, do whatever she wanted, breathing and panting unevenly Wandering in the room, the old curtains seem to be dyed with a thin bright color.

After a long time, Ke Qianmei fell powerlessly beside him, and when she buried her head in the quilt, she giggled.

The quilt is also old, and it has not been slept in for a long time. It is not as soft and soft as the usual brand-new brocade quilt, but it has a faint old woody fragrance.

Tang Tianxiao leaned on the pillow with one arm, stared at her flushed ears that were still tinged with lust, played with her black hair, half closed her phoenix eyes, and asked lazily: "Why are you smirking? I'm not crazy during the day." Enough, are you going to go crazy tonight?"

But Qian Mei lay down next to his arm, and drew circles with her fingers on the slightly sweaty skin of his chest, blushing and said: "I thought you would never let me into this room Come here. This should be your forbidden place."

Tang Tianxiao's eyes froze, and he lowered his head to look at the woman curled up in his arms obediently like a kitten, and said in a low voice, "Qianmei."

Ke Qianmei closed her eyes and responded to him: "Yes."

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(End of this chapter)