Chapter 267

"Oh?" Yan Hongtian laughed low, and his hand around his waist loosened a little bit. Qingfeng was not easy to breathe. Yan Hongtian's close face made her suffocate again. Her deep black eyes were full of interesting light, and even her voice was very pleasant: "what would you do? Poison? "

Green maple a Leng, how can have such moody man? It's easy to laugh when discussing how to kill him with others, as if it's such an interesting thing. Qingfeng finally understands that Yan Hongtian is here to find her happy.

Looking at the woman in her arms, who was clearly hateful but chose to be silent, Yan Hongtian frowned unconsciously, "your sister is really so important to you?"

Ask clearly! Qingfeng clenched his lower lip and decided not to talk to him again. He would not strangle him. Qingfeng is ready for the pain on his waist. Qingfeng always lowers his head. He doesn't have the chance to see Yan Hongtian's eyes flash by. He only hears a scornful rebuke: "it's a pity You are as weak as an ant now. Anyone can crush you to death. "

This saying undoubtedly stepped on the tail of Qingfeng. Qingfeng raised his head abruptly, sneered and replied: "I am like a mole ant or a mantis arm, but what about that? You don't know what it means to live by each other. Blood is thicker than water. " Within the six kingdoms, everyone knows that Yan Hongtian was forced into the palace by his younger brother after the coup of dome Yue a few years ago, and finally his hands and feet were mutilated. How can he know what is kinship?

"You will make me angry." Yan Hongtian's voice was so light that Qingfeng's hand was shaking involuntarily. She knew that she was afraid of him, but she seemed to be fascinated to prove her existence by provoking him again and again.

Yan Hongtian's black eyes are dark and cold. Through these eyes, Qingfeng can't guess his mind at all. The last moment seemed to eat her, but the next moment he suddenly released the ring on her waist. I don't know what he wants. Qingfeng looks at him on guard. Yan Hongtian sits down on the wooden chair next to him. He looks unconventional and says in a relaxed low voice: "the building minister is gentle and gentle, tender and considerate to the woman. The woman who wants to be the prime minister's wife is more than the crucian carp crossing the river. I don't know if the green spirit girl with damaged appearance can bear the loneliness of the boudoir in the future."

Sure enough, Qingfeng frowned, though trying to keep calm, but the obvious breath still revealed her mood. It seems that it's not enough, Yan Hongtian continued: "by contrast, your sister will never be lonely. There is no woman in the general's mansion. Even if general Su doesn't like her, there will still be many people competing for her."

What? Is there no woman in the general's mansion? This... How does this make my little sister live? Thinking of being surrounded by a group of men at the end, Qingfeng's face turned white instantly.

Very satisfied with her reaction, Yan Hongtian sneered: "worried about them? I'll teach you how to protect them. " Voice just fall, Yan Hongtian a will hold her back, green maple only time to exclaim, has been carried into the inner room, trapped in the embroidered bed.

"The first step is to be my woman, and the best is to be a favored one." His hands and wrists were tightly held by yanhongtian. His breath occupied her breath all the time. Qingfeng cried out: "yanhongtian, you are shameless! Let go of me! " Thanks to her doubt for a moment, I thought he would tell her that this man is not worth her hope!

Yan Hongtian covers the weight of her body, the hot body temperature, and the body. All these strange experiences are called Qingfeng fear, afraid of making her struggle hard. Yan Hongtian lowers her head, and the forehead and nose of the two people are stuck together, breathing each other's breath. A restless and ambiguous breath flows between the two people.

Qingfeng's breathing was a little disordered, but yanhongtian was unexpectedly cold: "kitten, although your claws are very good, it's a pity that you want to bite when you see someone, and all the joys and sorrows are written on this face, which will only make you lose miserably. Those who are unable to protect themselves are not entitled to control the lives and deaths of others. " The rose with a thorn in the air is useless except for stimulating the people who want to conquer to pick it. 3

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Yan Hongtian holds her hands in one hand and pulls off the light purple Tulle on the curtain in the other. There is no sign of the veil covering her face, green maple so unknown.

"Qingfeng, the most wrong thing you've done in your life is to destroy this face!"

The gauze covered her face, her eyes, Yan Hongtian's cold and heartless voice sounded in her ears. At this moment, Qingfeng's heart seemed to be thumped heavily by something. Qingming had never been before. She finally understood that Yan Hongtian didn't care whether there was one more woman or one less, or her face and body that she thought everyone admired. He came here today just to humiliate, possess and conquer. This thin veil is his most cruel revenge on her, let alone What pride, she even the most basic dignity has been trampled at the foot of people, green maple finally no longer struggle, she can not move.

She is not clear, blurred her vision, her heart of things, is the yarn or tears.

Red candle burning crackle, embroidered bed, hot is the body, cold is the heart of the hole.

Tonight seems to be the hottest night since summer. It should be quiet late at night because of the low cry of night cicadas, which is particularly impetuous. The emperor was lucky to have his concubines. The palace people could only wait for orders in the courtyard and could not get close to the inner room. The red candle swayed in the room. From time to time, there was a small sound, but it was not true because it was far away. Langyue sinks to the west, and the single cicada chirps make people doze off. Except for the guards with knives standing upright outside the hall, several eunuchs and maids lean on the door of the hall to doze off.

Tuckahoe sat on the edge of the flower bed, hands on his knees, and slightly lowered his head. He did not know whether he was thinking or keeping his eyes closed. I felt that I was patted lightly on my shoulder, Poria looked back, and a soft female voice sounded in my ear, "Poria, you are not used to staying at night, and you are tired for another day. Go to have a rest first. I'll just wait outside. "

Xia Yin stands behind her and looks at her with a smile. Her eyes are clear and there is no drowsiness. It's the third watch. Xia Yin is still so refreshed. Fuling admires her. She's really a palace maid who is specially trained by the house of internal affairs to serve the concubines. Although she works hard in the women's Hospital and laundry, she seldom needs to stay at night. She is really sleepy, but she is on duty tonight. How can she let others do the work for her? Besides, there are many days to stay at night in the future. She can't always trouble others. Tuckahoe gets up, soft voice replies: "I am not tired, you go to rest."

Looking at her insistence, Xia Yin smiled and walked towards the side yard without saying anything more.

Tuckahoe yawned gently, afraid that she would fall asleep again. Instead of sitting down, she went to the big tree beside the gate and walked slowly around the thick trunk. After walking for a long time, she found that in the middle of the night, the weird behavior made the guards outside the hall look at her.

Tuckahoe smiled awkwardly. Seven or eight bodyguards outside the hall stared at her. Only one of them did not look askance. They were still on guard. The man... Good life is familiar with, borrow still calculate bright moonlight, tuckahoe sees for a long time just see clearly, he seems to be the bodyguard that meets at noon, call Ming Ze.

The angular features and aloof temperament make it look like a cold person who is not easy to approach. The head suddenly slipped across the bright and warm smile on the master's face. Tuckahoe's heart quivered for a moment, and her feet also walked around the tree.

I don't know how long it took to walk until my feet ached. Poria cocos came back to her mind and looked up to the sky. The sky was already white with fish belly. In the distance, a wisp of orange red light was shining through the gray clouds, showing a faint light. Tuckahoe tiny Zheng, night unexpectedly passed?! Looking back, the red candle in the inner room was out, and there was silence.

Gently stretched out waist, tuckahoe self mockery, she even walked all night?

A group of people came to the Palace Road in the distance. Fu Ling squinted and walked in front of him. Wu Gonggong, who was in the service room, followed several eunuchs behind him. He was holding something in his hand and could not really see it. They walked very fast, and then they arrived at the Qingfeng hall.

Tuckahoe slightly bent over, low voice way: "Wu Gonggong."

Wu Zhiqiu glanced at her and saw her face clearly, then her steps were sluggish. Is that her? The inferior maid who served Qingfeng at the beginning, unexpectedly, she arrived at Qingfeng hall. When he came out of the prison, Qingfeng immediately became a concubine, and he could bear to let the emperor stay in Qingfeng hall. I think she was a powerful woman. She will take Poria cocos with her, she must regard it as her heart. Wu Zhiqiu measured and calculated in his heart, raised a kind smile, and said, "it's Poria cocos, so you don't need to be polite in the future."

Tuckahoe did not greet him, but smiled.

Seeing that she didn't understand the world, Wu Zhiqiu stopped paying attention to her, walked to the door of the room, gently buttoned it twice, and said in a low voice, "emperor, it's almost Chenshi."

With such a small voice as Wu Zhiqiu, the people inside are still sleeping. Can you hear it? When tuckahoe thought that no one would respond, a male voice resounded: "come in."

"Yes." Wu Zhiqiu waved to several eunuchs behind him, and they hurriedly followed him into the room. Only one eunuch stood outside with a plate in his hand, which was covered with a bright yellow silk. He did not know what it was.

Tuckahoe sighed. Although the voice was low, it was not like waking up. Is the emperor always so alert? Tuckahoe still surmised that Yan Hongtian's tall figure had gone out of the hospital. Tuckahoe hurriedly half knelt to salute, only to see the Yellow Boots in a hurry.

Wu Zhiqiu bows to follow Yan Hongtian and asks carefully, "emperor, do you want to stay or not?"

"No." Without hesitation, Yan Hongtian strides out of the breeze hall.

"Yes." After getting the emperor's answer, Wu Zhiqiu didn't keep up. Take the eunuch with the plate and walk towards the house.