Tsing Yi tried to look inside, and by the faint candlelight in the hall, she saw the slender and bumpy woman on the bed standing up from the man's body.
The man got up too, took the dress from the hanger, and put it on with his own hands.
The movements are gentle and delicate, all revealing pity and affection. still gently persuaded her: "It's you who is angry with him after all, if you go on like this, be careful that your body can't bear it." ” After helping her tidy up her dress, the man took advantage of the situation and hugged her from behind.
"If you're like this, I'll be very distressed." ” The woman let him hold her, and stood there straight, looking at the candle flame that was slowly burning in front of her.
These two people had their backs to the window, and with the barrier of the gauze tent, Tsing Yi couldn't see the appearance of these two people clearly, but it had been determined that the woman was Yan Jiuming's concubine.
Moreover, there is still a lot of hatred for Yan Jiuming.
The man who cheated with her, but he didn't know his identity.
"What can Hongu have?
In front of him, I can only be dignified, virtuous, gentle and gentle, and any complaint and dissatisfaction is a sin. ” When she said this, her tone was full of mockery.
After a pause, she sneered again and said: "Now, he actually wants to set up a little girl who has just entered the palace as the queen, and now, his methods are becoming more and more powerful." ” The man tilted his head to look at her face and looked closely.
After half a ring, he said: "I thought that you would be unhappy when you knew that he was going to set up a little girl from the family, so I came to accompany you, but I didn't expect you to look at it no different." ” The woman didn't look angry.
On the contrary, it was a mocking sneer, and it seemed that this matter had no impact on her at all.
"What's so unhappy about this palace?"
The woman took two steps forward, barefoot, and between walking with her feet raised, the white veil fluttered gently, and the woman's long hair fell like flowing clouds, infinitely cold in the dim candlelight.
She raised her hand and held her dress, and said lightly: "She is just a chess piece of Yan Jiuming, and the fate of the chess piece must be a dead end." ” The man's hand slid over her long hair, and he said dotingly, "I am relieved that you can see it so openly." ” He came in a hurry, worried that she would be sad when she knew that Yan Jiu Ming was a heavy man, but he didn't expect that he was too worried.
She didn't seem to be unhappy.
Over the years, she has become more and more atmospheric and wise.
"Don't worry, it's just a little girl who has just entered the palace, what if she looks like that woman, it's never her, she's dead!"
The woman's voice came softly, with the chill of a spring day.
Tsing Yi felt that his scalp was a little numb.
I heard the strategizing killing intent in the woman's words.
The woman in her words, Tsing Yi can probably analyze who it is.
It is said that Chongmen Huan looks very much like Qin Xuanji, the former queen who has been killed, so the woman inside is Qin Xuanji.
Qin Xuanji's death has a lot to do with the woman inside.
The man stroked the woman's hair, his slender fingers running down her hair to her delicate neck.
Some casually said, "I don't worry about anything, I just take care of you." ” He wasn't interested in the harem fight.
The only purpose is to protect her.
No one is allowed to touch her.
Such an affectionate confession, but the woman didn't respond at all, still standing there straight, her back and the flying white yarn fused together.
In the dark night, it's breathtakingly beautiful.