"Farewell Branch" 69/Lychee is very sweet That day and night, Fu Mingsong softly shouted the "official", which seemed to add a handful of oil between the two, **, and the burning intensified.Later, for several nights, Wen Shu pinched her Yueyao and forced her to shout, and only let her go when she was satisfied.The stickiness of the ankles intertwined with the ankles was enough to burn all the minds.She had the audacity to please, cater to, and even beg, and the small body under the winter jacket was sensitively adjusted by him.Wen Shu is not a person who values lust, and he is alone in love with her.His slightly calloused fingertips tossed her in different ways, listening to her cry, listening to her begging for mercy, listening to her pleasure, and the man's bad taste was undoubtedly revealed.Up and down the palace, if you open your eyes, you can see the different feelings between the emperor and the queen.If you don't know, I'm afraid you think that Zhaoyang Palace has raised a thousand-year-old fox demon and has given the Ninety-Five Supreme a love Gu.The official spoke bitterly in the court, no one cared, and a few ignorant people crossed the Wenshu until the Yongfu Palace complained.Every word, every word, is nothing more than four words: expand the harem.I only listened to those few people and said: "Since ancient times, the consequence of the emperor's exclusive favor has always been that there are few heirs, and Weichen is also for the emperor's consideration!"
”"After all, Heguang is just a monk who cultivates, and the reproduction of this heir is a great thing, how can you listen to his nonsense!""
I hope that the Queen Mother must admonish the emperor, the rain and dew are all wet!"
Empress Dowager Shen rubbed her temples, said a few words, and finally hugged her body to send away these difficult ones.After a while, the hall fell silent.Aunt Yang handed her a bowl of hot tea and said, "Niangniang, how do you think about this?"
”I only heard the Empress Dowager Shen "heh" and blew the hot air on the bowl noodles, "It's better to pet one person than not to come from the harem?"
If even this person is gone, wouldn't the mourning family have no choice but to go to the dream to hold the heir?
”Aunt Yang was stunned when she answered this, and then laughed out loud.This is true, those trouble-picking officials have never thought about what the harem was like half a year ago.---------- December 20, the snow that has been falling for more than ten days has completely buried the weeds on the roadside, and strings of red lanterns are hung on the dead trees, adding another novelty.The end of the year is approaching, and there are many chores.And Fu Mingsong is not a person without measure, she knows the gossip outside, although the Empress Dowager Shen did not listen to her heart, but in the end, she is not really willing to be written by the historian, and she has become a demon queen who has brought disaster to the country and the people......
Yes, she has blocked Wen Shu from the palace for three days on the grounds that there are too many things.But this is not a lie, her affairs in Zhaoyang Palace are really one after another, and they are even more novel than what she saw in the Fu family before.For example, early this morning, Concubine Li, who is usually silent, knelt down in front of her and cried for a full hour for the sake of the Internal Affairs Office missing her two taels of black charcoal.This cry, from beginning to end, from the inside to the outside, the aggrieved can no longer be wronged.For another example, the Anmei people of the Anhua Palace, and Guo Meiren of the Xu Ming Palace, fought for half an hour in the Internal Affairs Office for a fox fur, and they also made a move, and the Anmei people were too heavy, and scratched a bloody mark on Guo Meiren's hibiscus face...... was so frightened that the prince ran to Zhaoyang Palace for help, and finally announced the imperial doctor, which was both a reward and a punishment, and the matter was over.…… Yunyun.Fu Mingsong couldn't have imagined that the glamorous harem would be explored inside, but it was actually that little thing.It's complicated and tiring, but every now and then, she has a sense of steadiness in the middle palace.At this moment, Xu's mother stepped forward with a post.The red background is bronzing, and it is a wedding card.Since entering the palace, Xu's mother has been placed in the palace to do idle errands, her legs and feet are inconvenient, Fu Mingsong did not let her come to serve her, and only handed over the errand to contact the Fu family.She walked in three or two steps, slowly moving forward, and said with a slight emotion: "Niangniang, Mrs. sent someone to hand it over, the second girl's family matter has been decided, this is the post." ”Fu Mingsong was stunned, Fu Shuyan's family matter was decided?
She hurriedly took a look, and on the post, the name of the groom official was written with the word "Pei Yun", which was unheard of."
Who is this?"
Without waiting for Xu's mother to answer, Sha Yue let out a heavy "oh", "It's the Pei family in Yongning Lane, the slave maid heard that this Pei Gongzi is a scholar, and the Pei family is poor, but the ancestor has also been a champion." ”Fu Mingsong raised his eyebrows, and Jiang really knew how to choose.It is unlikely that she will find any good family for Fu Shuyan, but after all, it is the Fu family to marry a daughter, and she can't marry too much.This kind of poor family, scholarly family, maybe Pei Yun will be able to get a reputation in the future, and on the face, the Fu family is not ashamed.She closed the wedding card and looked out the window with a confused look.A year ago, in the winter, it was still in Yuzhou.At that time, the Fu family, the concubine was proud, the housemother was well-behaved, except for her, everyone was very angry.She still remembers that under the corridor, Fu Shuyan, who was wearing a lake-blue jacket and a goose-yellow jacket, shook the butterfly above her head, pointed to a place in the snow, and smiled slowly: "Fu Mingsong, just kneel there." ”She said, "Fu Mingsong, you were born with a cheap life, maybe until you are more □□than ten years old, no one will talk about your marriage." ”But now, it's a different story entirely.And all the turning points of things started in March, at the beginning of spring, the Shen Gongzi who lived in the Fu family.--------- night, Fu Mingsong hugged the futon and fell asleep.Xu saw Fu Shuyan's wedding card during the day, and her tranquilizer this night seemed to have failed, and she frequently dreamed of her days at Fu's house.It must not be a good dream.At the beginning, the dream was still in the Spring Garden.Aunt Yun's yin and yang strange voice, Fu Shuyan's condescending laughter.She knelt down the stone steps under the corridor, the sand was worn through her knees, and it really hurt, but she couldn't cry.Immediately after that, there was the pool full of lotus leaves and floating with broken ice.Fu Shuyan raised her chin and said, "Fu Mingsong, you go down and pick it up for me, it's my grandmother's reward for my chain, if you can't find me, it's on your head." ”Suddenly, the dream turned around, and I arrived in a completely unfamiliar place.Carved beams and painted walls, antique.Twelve women in red dresses stood side by side indoors, holding a black folding fan, with slender waists and slender necks.They leaned forward, their hands holding the handle of their fans outstretched, their elbows bent, maintaining one of the movements of their dancing posture.The beads of sweat the size of the bean slid down, and fell to the ground with a "pop", her body shook, and then the rattan fell on her back, and there was a hot pain.She heard someone say, "Among you, only the one who learns the best can serve the nobles in the future, and the rest can only go to the flower street and willow lane, serving those ghost men, and I don't know when they will be played to death on the bed!"
”"I can't dance a dance well, it seems that I am the cheapest life.""
In the future, it's just a thing to be played with
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"- "No, I'm not, I'm not ......"
In the winter night, the girl hugging the futon was covered in a cold sweat, her hair stuck to her neck, and she shook her head frequently.She felt so sore in her wrist and so painful in her back."
Mother, mother!
, wake up!
”Someone is calling her, someone is calling her......
Fu Mingsong opened his eyes suddenly, his vision was blurred by tears, and he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly for a while.Shayue lit a candle, which alarmed the palace people in the hall, and in an instant, Zhaoyang Palace was bright.She grabbed the futon and sat up, gasping for breath with a sluggish expression.What kind of dream was it, as if it had happened......
Sha Yue patted her on the back, as if she was afraid of scaring her, and whispered: "Niangniang, I've woken up from my dream, I'm not afraid, I'm awake." ”Fu Mingsong nodded twice in a daze, his whole body tensed, and he had not yet come back to his senses.At this time, if Wen Shu didn't come at this hour, most of them would have stayed in the imperial study.But he hadn't seen her for three days, and he wanted to come and have a look tonight, but in the middle of the night, Zhaoyang Palace was brightly lit.Wen Shu walked to the hall and frowned, "What's the matter?"
”The little palace maid who was caught shrunk her neck and stumbled: "Niangniang seems to be in a nightmare, she woke up in a dream, and the slave maid boiled a tranquilizer." ”In her hand, she was indeed holding a bowl of medicine.The man's eyebrows tightened, and he strode to the dormitory, pushed the door in, and saw five or six palace maids gathered around the bed.Fu Mingsong lowered his head, held the celadon tea cup in his hand, sipping hot water one by one, his stomach was getting warmer, but the pain of the rattan hitting his back still couldn't dissipate.Suddenly, the palace people who were around her knelt down one after another, and when she looked up, she saw that the man who should not be here at this time slowly came from outside the hall.With a "bang", the teacup fell, and hot water spilled all over the ground.Before Wenshu came over, Fu Mingsong lifted the futon and ran to him barefoot, this series of actions, not to mention the palace people, Rao is Wenshu was also startled.When he came to his senses, the girl wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his breast, and at once wet his clothes.As soon as Wen Shu's palm was pressed against her back, she found that it was wet, wet, and full of sweat.He picked the person up, Fu Mingsong wrapped his arms around his waist, rested his chin on his shoulder, and choked up: "Emperor, Emperor." ”"Hmm."
He stroked the girl's back.Immediately, he said to Shayue: "Put hot water." ”Sha Yue answered, and turned back three times to retreat worriedly.When everyone stepped back, Wen Shu pinched the back of her neck and asked her to raise her head, and she saw a crying face.He bowed his head and kissed him, "Tomorrow, I will ask Imperial Doctor Li to change the prescription, huh?"
”Fu Mingsong shook her head again and again, her crying shoulders trembling, "I, I dreamed that I was dancing in a dance dress." ”As soon as her words fell, the person holding her was fierce, and the hands holding her thin waist couldn't help but increase their strength.The corners of the girl's mouth were deflated, and she said with red eyes: "I didn't jump well, the rattan hit my back, it hurts so much, I don't want to jump." ”She deliberately didn't say the dirty words in her dreams, and even if it was a dream, she didn't want anyone to know.But even so, at that moment, Wen Shu clearly felt the bitterness in his mouth spread, and a voice suddenly appeared in his head: "In order to get close to the emperor, I have been practicing for eight years." ”"Okay, okay."
If you listen carefully, you can see that there is a trilling voice in his words, "Don't jump." ”The author has something to say: [Second Watch] It's okay, it's okay, it's before the early hours of the morning......
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