Turn From Eunuch Into Empress

However, Shuang breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't know whether Rong Lin was intentional or intentional. She touched her all over, but it was strange. He poked a little, but she still had clear eyes and clear consciousness.

At the same time, Rong Linfei occupied a whole field of vision than ordinary people's face, and his skin was even more tender and glossy than the water colored silk he wore.

He noticed ran Shuang's eyes, lowered his eyes and smiled. The voiceless voice was softer than usual. There was an illusion of coaxing the cub. He said, "are you awake? It will hurt later. You can bear it."

He said that his hands stretched out in his sleeves, and there was a snow light between his fingers. The light was very bright, the volume was small, but the shape was very strange. It is very similar to the fruit opener for eating Macadamia fruit in modern times, but it is different from the fruit opener. The arc on both sides is more like a curved moon. Moreover, just looking at the awe inspiring cold light, you can know that the material is very sharp and should be so sharp that your hair can be broken.

The white jade and green bamboo hung directly and quickly scratched her wrist. The tingling was transmitted to her brain in a moment, forcing her to hum and wrinkle her eyebrows.

As everyone knows, she leaned so weakly in Rong Lin's arms, her heroism weakened, her body looked exquisite and slim, and her black clothes looked white, and her eyebrows and eyes were very black. Under the clear distinction between black and white, the beauty's eyebrows were slightly frowned, the shell's teeth were gently whispered, the decolorized small lips, a strange superposition of weakness and stubbornness, and their temperament rose. Their black-and-white clothes were scattered all over the ground, their ink hair was spread and light, and their faces were like snow, which was infinitely more beautiful in the world.

For a moment, he was stunned by the crowd. Huifei looked around quietly, her eyes narrowed slightly, then looked at the gradually sober ran cream, and her eyes flashed fiercely.

However, as soon as Shuang woke up, she stared at the wound between the white powdered wrists and slowly oozed blood. Rong Lin raised his arm and pressed the key points of her arm, slowly pushed towards the wound, the blood volume soared faster, the nose closed, and a smell of fishy sweet and strange wound in, which made her frown suspiciously.

The taste of this blood seems to be more fishy and sweet than usual, but the color is also light red. At a rough look, it is no different from ordinary.

After the taste of blood was normal, Rong Lin let her go, took out a shiny silk handkerchief from his arms, and wrapped it with her in an elegant and strange manner.

"Well, go back and eat some heat clearing and detoxifying things and drink some blood tonic. It will be good in a few days." Rong Lin carefully looked at the bruise at the bend of her knee, put down his trouser legs to cover it, took his shoes and socks again and put them on for her personally. He said slowly in his mouth, "now he cares about his weakness for half an hour, and then he will recover slowly."

After a pause, Rong Lin looked up at the northwest sky, bowed his head and said, "it's not early. Why don't you take this seat's frame back to the Palace first."

However, since Shuang worships him as a teacher and she is a modern man, it makes no sense to arrange this old monster. Anyway, she really doesn't have the strength to go back by herself. In the hands of others, she was afraid that her weak chicken would be taken advantage of by those who wanted to end it.

So she just closed her eyelids and pretended that she was exhausted and dizzy.

As soon as she was light, Rong Linsheng was taller than ordinary people. She picked her up with no effort and hugged the warm and fragrant one, which was better than a woman.

However, Shuang insisted on being a disciple and drilled a few inches deeper. However, some people didn't want her to have a moment of peace, so they heard Xiao chenshun come cold and hard to rob humanity: "thank the national teacher for help, but there's no need to bother the national teacher later."

However, frost meditates, old monster, you must not let go. She still wants to squint and sleep.

However, with a slight smile on his head, but in three blinks of an eye, the old monster sold her: "in that case, let's leave it to your highness. He is weak and hard to bump."

In the dark, she changed her arms and changed the fragrance into wood fragrance. She smelled very well, but she was not happy to secretly turn her head out. But I don't know whether it was intentional or not. A big palm pressed her head deep into her neck, and the tip of her nose and lips narrowly wiped the warm flesh, which made her stiff without words.

Why does Xiao chenshun suffer from being in public so that he can't live with himself?

However, thinking of a pair of vicious gorgeous eyes, she thought, fortunately, Xiao chenshun came halfway. If she fell into Xiao Chenyu's hands, I'm afraid she would not be in the palace, and she would cry silently.

Thinking of this, she clenched her palm and secretly went deep into her sleeve to touch the dagger sent by Lin Shou. After this episode, the team finally drove back to the palace.

As the great prince, Xiao chenshun should follow the emperor on both sides of the throne, one left and one right with Xiao Chenyu, and personally protect the saint to drive back to the palace.

The familiar and strange embrace wrapped her, and she turned over and got on the horse in a few steps. With her, it was almost done without much turbulence. Because she closed her eyes, she could more perceive the caution between men's actions, as if she was afraid to disturb her wound sleep.

She was sitting on her side and held in her arms. Her ears were just close to the man's heart. She could hear the pounding heartbeat. It went back and forth again and again. It was like some mysterious music flowing from a mysterious temple. It could soothe people's hearts and urge people to sleep.

However, Shuang incredibly found that she was gradually calm and sleepy in the heartbeat.

As soon as I entered the city gate, there was a lot of noise.

Just after the beginning of Halloween, the city is still quite lively. It's said that the Grand Master of Rongyue state has been sent to Daqi, and the people of Yanjing naturally want to join in the fun and look forward to the reincarnation of the unparalleled God in the world. It's a style that can make the world beautiful.

So walking on the road, the noise and exclamation is louder than the festival. A gust of fragrance fell on the cheeks and smoked people. However, frost frowned and tilted his head, just blowing the fragrance away.

The man on the head smiled and extended his long arm. It seemed that he wrapped her in a peaceful world composed of body and cloak.

The thick, thin and suitable cloth imitated the noise outside and gave her a moment of peace.

Returning to the palace, Xiao chenshun did not let her go, but took her back to Chonghua palace. He didn't even care about going to the palace to watch the ceremony and welcome the incoming envoy.

When Xiao shaozhan saw it, his color was only slightly heavy. He didn't say a word. He just didn't see it and indulged.

However, as soon as Shuang fell into the soft and amazing bedding, her soul almost sighed. In his ear, the man's voice came helplessly: "you will provoke people. Even Rong Lin can take another look at you."

However, Shuang's mouth is turned away. Does she want to say that the old monster is just looking at her strange origin, so she wants to catch it back and open it up for research?

"Alas." the sigh was deep and long. A light, soft and weighty thing covered the whole body. It felt like a brocade quilt. Then, the side of the body sinks down.

However, Shuang was stunned. She was confused for a moment. Then she reacted to what it was and suddenly opened her eyes. Sure enough, she saw the man curling up the pillow with one hand and smiling at her with his dark eyes.