Adore Trick of Beauty

There was a long flow of blood on his arm, and the **** smell in the bed tent was suddenly felt. Nie Wushuang looked back at the wooden expression on his face, and couldn't help but shrink back.

"No ... I ... I ..." The determination and cruelty at the moment of the wave just disappeared. She stuttered with denial.

"No?" Xiao Fengqing slowly approached, regardless of the bleeding arm, grabbed her arm, sneered: "What's that? Is it a meeting ceremony? Are you holding your knife to guard your ridiculous chastity? Wait Will he continue to follow you lovingly to grow old? "

Nie Wushuang was stabbed in his heart by his merciless words. Deep despair rises in my heart, yes, I ca n’t go back, I ca n’t go back ...

In the night when she went out of the palace privately, how could she be as clever as Xiao Fengmin and she did not understand that she was private and old with him.

How could he not understand who could benefit from this step?

How could he not understand that this Jiangshan still hides the most dangerous tumor—the king of power that ruled the world, and her Nie Wushuang may eventually become the second Queen Queen and the second Queen Mother ...

He always loved Nie Wushuang, who was fragile and helpless, who fled thousands of miles to his country. She may have some innocence, loneliness, and some incompatibility, but she will never be a powerful, capable, and thoughtful woman!

She can be rich and rich with him and suffer in the same affliction, but she must not reach out and intervene in his Jiangshan society.

...

She stared at Xiao Fengqing in front of her. The moonlight outside the window was so bright that she could clearly see everything in the bed. His wooden eyes were so similar to her, desperate, helpless, fragile, shy ...

She stroked his wound with trembling, tears rolling down. She and he always did this, along the way, like a hedgehog, hurt her, and hurt him.

"I'm sorry ..." She said tremblingly: "Don't force me ... You know ... I will hurt you."

She took the handkerchief to cover his wounds for him, and he was suddenly held by his hands. The slippery blood was still in his hands, with the warmth of the blood, it created an illusion, as if she and his hands had been from now on. So flesh and blood blend.

She must look at him.

Xiao Fengqing also looked at her, only half a moment before he said coldly: "Bundle for the king."

Nie Wushuang heard the words and wiped away her tears, and whispered to the maid to raise her tent, palm candlelight, bring clean water and medicine, change clothes for him, and scrub the wound.

The whole inner hall was so silent that the needles were audible. The housemaids looked at the nose and nose, and looked at the heart. They didn't dare to look at it, and didn't dare to say a word.

One was the imprisoned queen, the other was the traitor king, and the **** wound. The strange atmosphere of the two made them dare not to guess.

Xiao Fengqing replaced the blood-stained coat, wearing only a snow-white shirt. He only looked at the turbulent fire jumping, his face was like a masonry, and a blush of red as rouge fainted on the corner of his eyebrow, softening his face. It's cold, and it's a little heart-beating.

Nie Wushuang bandaged his wounds, watched him look fascinated, and waved the palace man.

There is silence in the inner hall, the long night is still long, the bright moon is hanging, and the original silence is restored in the entire palace. For a long time, he looked back at Nie Wushuang, who was still sitting under the candlelight. She was wearing a snow-colored long coat, and her long coat was hanging on the ground. After so many years, she was as unique as he first saw, and beautiful. The only difference is that a proud bone in that fragile body was gradually tortured in these days.

He would not let go of his military power, and was determined to rebel. She was probably more distressed.

"Do you really love him?" He asked slowly.

Nie Wushuang froze and shook his head suddenly: "He will not forgive me, just as he will not forgive you."

Not love or not, but love cannot, love cannot.

Xiao Fengqing passed cold anger in her eyes, she still loved him, the man who was high above him and deified! He wanted to get angry, but looking at the wound on that arm, he unexpectedly didn't ridicule her ridiculous weakness.

"This road is already like this. Taking a step back is a place where there is no burial body, and you can only continue to move forward." He said coldly: "This emperor has been like this since ancient times. Father and son are dead, brothers are killed. This is forever. It cannot be changed. "

"But ... you obviously don't have to go this way." Nie Wushuang looked at him with a complex look in his eyes.

Xiao Fengqing sneered coldly, but did not refute.

He stood up and said lightly, "It's night, I'm going to sleep." This useless conversation ended.

He said that he was lying on the bed, and Nie Wushuang looked at him, his heart tightening. He looked at her sideways, sneer: "Sit like this until dawn? Come up!"

Nie Wushuang only felt the whole body of blood rushing up to his face, and then backed down with a bang. She stood up sharply: "You ... how can you do this?"

Xiao Fengqing picked a beautiful long eyebrow, all mocking in the deep amber eyes. As if laughing at her ridiculous pedantic once again.

"Come up, I'm tired. I don't touch you." He saw Nie Wu add shame on both sides, adding one more sentence.

Nie Wushuang looked at the bleeding wound on his arm, and said coldly, "A gentleman is hard to chase after a word, you must not touch me in the future!"

Xiao Fengqing just looked at her with a smile. Nie Wushuang was uncomfortable looking at him, lying cold beside him with a cold face. The warmth struck, and he had held her, a slight scent of wine fluttered to her ears, itching, and the aroma of Du Ruo on his body, lingering around her nose.

"You don't have to be like this. There are only two of us in this house ..." he murmured in her ear.

Nie Wushuang didn't dare to move, and thought he would say nothing more. As soon as he turned his head, he fell asleep. He, for so many years, she has not looked at him so seriously.

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