Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 765 I don’t know that I am a guest in my dream, but I am greedy for joy (3)

Drinking for pleasure, the more drunk you are, the more sober you are.

I was really drunk that day.He was so drunk that he couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north, and he was so drunk that he couldn't even tell the original painting from the original non.

With this appearance, I naturally couldn't tell who the woman in front of me who came to toast was?

I just remember that day when the hibiscus tent was warm, I leaned on the bed and watched a woman with a red veil walk in with blurred eyes.

She has a graceful figure, and her eyes are cold with a bit of indifference and alienation.

At that moment, the wine glass in my hand fell directly to the ground.Rolled a few times along the ground, and stopped at the feet of the veiled woman.

The woman's voice was also cold, with a touch of concern: "Drinking, drinking makes you happy, but drinking too much hurts your health. Your son is in good health now, drinking like this is not good for your health."

I sat down from the bed, because my body was a little weak, I leaned my back against the bed, and looked at the woman with blurred eyes: "Who are you?"

Through the veil, I couldn't see the expression on the woman's face.But those eyes, those clear and transparent eyes, are so clean.

Something in the chest is clamoring and jumping...

Trying to open his eyes, he looked at the woman who bent down to pick up the wine glass under her feet. Looking at her slim figure, her whole body became hot.

"Mianmian..." Almost subconsciously, I stood up, ran over quickly, grabbed the woman's hand, and hugged her tightly.

The woman trembled all over, and said in a low voice: "Even if the prince doesn't cherish his body anymore, he still has to think about the prince. The prince is worried about the prince now, and his temples are already gray."

I was taken aback, and pushed the woman away from my arms, and stared at those clear eyes: "Tell me, who are you?"

Frowning slightly, the woman's voice was still indifferent, very much like Mianmian's expression when she was indifferent to me: "Your Majesty, I've been thinking about Mianmian so much, now that I've seen Mianmian, why don't you know me?"

Trembling all over, I looked at the woman in front of me in disbelief.

The woman stands there gracefully, with faint distant mountain eyebrows, like a touch of bright color hanging in the clear sky in the early afternoon, which makes people unable to move their eyes away.

Those cold and indifferent eyes looked at me with a bit of resentment, a bit of coldness, a bit of hatred, a bit of alienation, and a bit of sarcasm.

After walking two steps quickly to the side of the woman, I reached out and tore off her veil.It seems that I guessed my purpose early in the morning. Under the veil, there is still a half bronze mask.

I sneered, thinking that this could hide my true face?Although I was drunk, but because of the arrival of this woman, my mind is a little sober now.

With a little force, the bronze mask turned into a pile of chaotic copper in my hands.

When I saw that face, I trembled all over, staggered back a few steps, looked at that face in disbelief, and was speechless for a while.

"Your Majesty has seen it, do you believe it?" There was a faint voice and a mocking smile.

I didn't speak, because facing that astonished face, and because she was here, I hardly knew what to say other than looking at her.

I really don't want her to see me like this.But deep down in my heart, I was looking forward to seeing her again.

I really saw it, but I was timid again, panicked and uneasy.I was worried, worried that she looked at me with those cold and indifferent eyes, saying that she hated me.

I closed my eyes, and suddenly opened them again quickly, staring at the woman with piercing eyes: "You are not her!"

The woman smiled faintly, looked at me and said slowly: "Is the prince trying to deceive himself or others, or can't believe what he sees?"

"Isn't the son looking forward to my coming every day and night? Isn't he thinking about explaining to me every day and night?"

"Now that I am standing in front of the prince, why does the prince say that I am not me?"

"Hehe... If I'm not me, then who am I?"

The woman looked at me with a somewhat pale smile on her face: "Changxi, tell me, if I'm not me, then who am I?"

"Is it Princess Jiuyou, or today?"

"No... Mianmian, it's really you!" Holding Mianmian in my arms, I heard my almost stopped heart come alive again.

Mianmian, Mianmian, you are the only one in this world who won't call me your son like those girls.Only you can call me Changxi like that.

No matter how much Mianmian struggled, I refused to let go.I knew that as soon as I let go, she would run away.This time, I must hold her tightly.

"Mianmian, it's really you."

"Mianmian, don't leave me!"

I was overwhelmed with joy, and felt her struggling in my arms getting smaller and weaker, so I relaxed a little.

I lowered my head slightly, and the moment she raised her head, I lowered my head and covered her lips.

Mianmian, I have been imprisoned for so long that I have almost forgotten who I am and what I am living for now.

But holding Mianmian and kissing Mianmian, the blood in my whole body is jubilant, clamoring and excited...

"My son..." the woman's soft and shy voice.

Holding Mianmian's soft body, I kissed her lips and whispered over and over again: "Mianmian, call me Changxi, call me Changxi..."

Don't call me Shizi anymore, call me Changxi.

You only call me that when you're alienated from me.Mianmian, I only like to hear you call me Chang Xi, and you are only allowed to call me that.

I have kissed Mianmian before, but it seems that every time she is imprisoned by me, either by force kissing or acting.During the kiss, at first I wanted to kill me.

After getting acquainted gradually, when it comes to acting, I have no choice but to blush with embarrassment and want to avoid it.But I refused to let her go, I just wanted to get close to her.

I have always been very indifferent to the issue of men and women.But just kissing her lips makes me want to stop.There were times when I almost couldn't hold back and wanted to take her to Fa-rectification on the spot.

But it's always unsatisfactory. One is that the situation does not allow it, and the other is that I don't want to force her.

I want her to give herself to me willingly.

Peace of mind, no worries.I thought I could wait for that day to come, but on the night before that day, a fire and an execution broke all my plans.

Thinking of her estrangement from me, and thinking that she is now Feng Jiuyou's wife, my heart trembled, and the strength to hold her tightened a bit.

"Mianmian..." Kissing her eyebrows affectionately, drawing her red lips little by little, looking at this astonishing face, even if I didn't drink, I think I was drunk.

"Long Xi..."

The shy and soft voice, I have heard all kinds of calling me long, indifferent, alienated, happy, happy, and light, but I have never heard such a soft voice.

A strange tingling feeling spread all over my limbs, I couldn't control my urge to want her, I tried my best to hold back the fire in my heart, not wanting to frighten her.

I remember that when she married Feng Jiuyou, Feng Jiuyou brutally snatched her away.I also know that in Jiuyou Palace, every time Feng Jiuyou makes out with her, she is extremely resistant.

Is it because of the fear left over from the first night?
At first, I was sour as to why Feng Jiuyou touched her, but gradually, I didn't want to care about anything anymore.I just want to keep her by my side, this is better than anything else.

After the kiss, both of us were out of breath, and her body was so soft that she couldn't stop panting in my arms.

I hugged her horizontally, I put her earlobe in my mouth and said seductively: "Mianmian, I want you."

(End of this chapter)