Chapter 1
In the Nan'an Dynasty, the Fuma Hall and the Changyun Hall.
The autumn sky is long and blue, and the morning sun lazily pushes away the clouds and mist, and falls on the world coldly, and the sky is dyed with warm colors.Inches of sunlight warmed this magnificent palace, the glazed tiles glowed with intoxicating morning light, the maids moved their lotus steps lightly in the morning light, and the sound of birds chirping disturbed people's hearts.
I took the hot ginseng tea and walked slowly to the sleeping hall attached to the horse.
Fuma's bedroom is in front, guarded by two guards. I walked in slowly, stood in front of the screen, and said in a low voice, "Fuma...the ginseng tea you asked for has been delivered."
"Send it in." The man inside said coldly, like the cold wind of winter, it made my heart tremble.
"Yes, servant girl obeys." I entered in response, lowered my head and carefully placed the ginseng tea on the red sandalwood table at the side.There was a strange atmosphere in the room. Inadvertently, I only saw Sun Chen sitting lazily on the bed alone, with the bead curtains hanging obliquely, and the curtains were light, but the princess was not seen.
"The ginseng tea has arrived, please attach the horse and use it while it's hot." I lowered my head as low as I could, and slightly blessed the man.
"Come here." When I was about to turn around, the man ordered coldly.
"Following the horse..." My heart pounded, I don't know what this guy is up to.
"I called you here, are you deaf?" The voice was ironic and somewhat ambiguous.Thinking of the punishment in the past, I couldn't help but tremble slightly, and walked towards him with my head down.
The closer I got to him, the more strange smell, fishy-sweet it made me feel sick.Yes, that's the breath of love between men and women. Twice, this man did that with the princess in front of me, and he didn't shy away at all.It is said that the ancients were conservative, but in fact it was just a manifestation of the phenomenon.I think the bold ones are bolder than modern murderers!
Feeling sore in my heart, I lowered my head and stood in front of him, clenching my teeth tightly, bearing the cold and sarcastic gaze from above.
"Look up." The man still ordered me, without the slightest hint of refusal.
I raised my head slowly, trying to make my expression very calm and calm, and there was also a ray of fear hypocritically.
This man, this man who has climbed up to the princess—Changsun Chen, the attached horse of the Nan'an Dynasty, titled Zhuoyun King, wears a green shirt, his black hair is always a little messy, his lips are thin, and there is a faint touch on his lips. Raising an ironic arc, the square face did not affect him at all, but made him more solid and handsome.
He was leaning on the bed, the brocade quilt on it was in a mess, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and that signature ironic smile deeply hurt my heart.
That innocent grandson, Chen, can never go back...
The morning light poured in thinly from the window lattice, reflecting the gentle purple light flowing from the antique vase on the red sandalwood table.
Chang Sunchen sneered, stretched out his long arms, and immediately pulled me into his arms. He still had the aura of a princess on his body, but this man stretched out his hand without shame, and lifted my chin vigorously.
(End of this chapter)
In the Nan'an Dynasty, the Fuma Hall and the Changyun Hall.
The autumn sky is long and blue, and the morning sun lazily pushes away the clouds and mist, and falls on the world coldly, and the sky is dyed with warm colors.Inches of sunlight warmed this magnificent palace, the glazed tiles glowed with intoxicating morning light, the maids moved their lotus steps lightly in the morning light, and the sound of birds chirping disturbed people's hearts.
I took the hot ginseng tea and walked slowly to the sleeping hall attached to the horse.
Fuma's bedroom is in front, guarded by two guards. I walked in slowly, stood in front of the screen, and said in a low voice, "Fuma...the ginseng tea you asked for has been delivered."
"Send it in." The man inside said coldly, like the cold wind of winter, it made my heart tremble.
"Yes, servant girl obeys." I entered in response, lowered my head and carefully placed the ginseng tea on the red sandalwood table at the side.There was a strange atmosphere in the room. Inadvertently, I only saw Sun Chen sitting lazily on the bed alone, with the bead curtains hanging obliquely, and the curtains were light, but the princess was not seen.
"The ginseng tea has arrived, please attach the horse and use it while it's hot." I lowered my head as low as I could, and slightly blessed the man.
"Come here." When I was about to turn around, the man ordered coldly.
"Following the horse..." My heart pounded, I don't know what this guy is up to.
"I called you here, are you deaf?" The voice was ironic and somewhat ambiguous.Thinking of the punishment in the past, I couldn't help but tremble slightly, and walked towards him with my head down.
The closer I got to him, the more strange smell, fishy-sweet it made me feel sick.Yes, that's the breath of love between men and women. Twice, this man did that with the princess in front of me, and he didn't shy away at all.It is said that the ancients were conservative, but in fact it was just a manifestation of the phenomenon.I think the bold ones are bolder than modern murderers!
Feeling sore in my heart, I lowered my head and stood in front of him, clenching my teeth tightly, bearing the cold and sarcastic gaze from above.
"Look up." The man still ordered me, without the slightest hint of refusal.
I raised my head slowly, trying to make my expression very calm and calm, and there was also a ray of fear hypocritically.
This man, this man who has climbed up to the princess—Changsun Chen, the attached horse of the Nan'an Dynasty, titled Zhuoyun King, wears a green shirt, his black hair is always a little messy, his lips are thin, and there is a faint touch on his lips. Raising an ironic arc, the square face did not affect him at all, but made him more solid and handsome.
He was leaning on the bed, the brocade quilt on it was in a mess, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and that signature ironic smile deeply hurt my heart.
That innocent grandson, Chen, can never go back...
The morning light poured in thinly from the window lattice, reflecting the gentle purple light flowing from the antique vase on the red sandalwood table.
Chang Sunchen sneered, stretched out his long arms, and immediately pulled me into his arms. He still had the aura of a princess on his body, but this man stretched out his hand without shame, and lifted my chin vigorously.
(End of this chapter)
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