048 Body and Heart

"It's delicious. Would you like to try it?" Murong Xueyan tilted her head and carefully accompanied her smiling face.

"Wine..." As soon as Nangong Yi saw her smiling face, his expression slowed down, and his eyebrows were sad.

"Cao Cao's "Short Song" says, 'To the wine as a song, how is life'.' Li Bai's poem says, 'The emperor can't get on the boat, claiming to be a fairy in wine', 'Life must be full of joy, don't make Jinzunkong to the moon' Wang Wei's poem 'persuading you to drink more wine, there is no reason to go out of Yangguan', Wang Changling's poem says 'Grape The luminous glass of wine, if you want to drink the pipa, you will be urged immediately. Don't laugh at the drunken minister in the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times..."

"Where did you know this?" Every time she said a sentence, Nangong Yi's expression was surprised. Such knowledge was not owned by a prime minister's daughter. He always knew that she had a good voice - but it could be called "talented", but the knowledge in her chest was by no means given by God.

"From learning overnight. Without learning, where does knowledge come from, and how can I make progress? Her eyes are brilliant and diamond-like. "Women should know more about something so that they can not be mediocre and lose their fighting spirit."

After a pause, she took another jar of wine, raised it, and said with a smile, "Wine is a good thing. Drink it when you are happy and drink it when you are unhappy. It can bring different feelings."

"Wine..." For no reason, he thought of Li Bai's other two poems and said, "It's better to draw a knife and cut off the water. Raise a glass to relieve your worries."

"Hey, you look like you've lost..." Murong Xueyan's words "lost love" were about to come out. Looking at Nangongyi's face, she decided not to stimulate the man. In another way, she asked, "Did you go to the palace in the afternoon?"

"Yes." Nangong Yi sat down beside her and didn't want to say anything more. He took a wine jar, tore off the mud seal on it, raised his neck, and poured it straight down.

Get drunk. If you are drunk, you can forget, forget the past that you can't let go, forget the woman who no longer belongs to you, and forget all the troubles and sorrows... Nangong Yi pulled up Murong Xueyan and looked at her with a smile, "Sat girl, accompany me to drink."

The two people held hands and ran like two children, running straight to the wine cellar in the royal palace.

He should have seen the true face of that woman... Looking at his appearance, he was very sad... Murong Xueyan followed Nangong Yi motionless and took him to the wine cellar. He held up the jar and poured it hard, and she also drank with her.

Her drinking capacity is actually not very good. She learned to drink with Wuhen a while ago. It was only when I looked at his lonely appearance that I risked my life to accompany the gentleman.

There were several wine jars in the cellar, and both of them were drunk. Nangong Yi suddenly smiled and said, "I'm stupid. I'm the only fool. I thought I could go back. I thought she cherished our past feelings as much as I did."

"How can I go back? The disappeared love is a way to go back. I gave up at the beginning, but now I want to have it again. How can I have it? With the power of wine, Murong Xueyan speaks without taboos. She sat against the wall, her forehead hair was scattered, and the scar in the middle of her forehead clearly appeared in Nangongyi's sight.

He stretched out his slender finger, stroked the thick and obvious scar, and his face was full of pain: "Here, does it hurt?"

"It hasn't hurt for a long time." Murong Xueyan looked back and smiled, with tears floating in her eyes. "What hurts me most is not this scar, but the woman who left this scar for me..."

"Do you think I just want to marry you in order to protect Yun'er?" Nangong Yi's expression became strange, and there were more things in his pupils that Murong Xueyan couldn't understand. "You have performed songs and dances in public several times. It's so beautiful and amazing, and it's like the moon scenery. I... I..."

"How about it?" Murong Xueyan's heart beat faster in the second half of the sentence and rushed to ask.

"Murong Xueyan, what kind of woman are you?" Nangong Yi didn't go on. He held her face and asked foolishly.

"Do you really want to know?"

"Do you want to?" Nangong Yi said honestly, "You are like a puzzle. The longer I contact you, the more I want to know the answer, and I can't help but be attracted to you."

Murong Xueyan smiled first, then shook her head lonelyly and smiled at herself: "If I'm really as good as you describe, you won't marry me as a decoration. That's good. They don't have to be entangled with each other. If you want to leave in the future, you should also go more simply.

"Go? Why are you leaving? Where are you going?" When Nangong Yi heard this, it seemed that she would really escape at any time and grab her arm.

"My soul comes from the twenty-first century, and I don't really belong to this era." Murong Xueyan pushed his hand away.

"What?" Nangong Yi sat up and woke up more than half of the wine.

"The real Murong Xueyan died on the day of your first wedding. I came to this body by 'borrowing the corpse to return the soul'. It is rumored that after the prime minister's daughter died, it is true that she will come back to life after death. There is no exaggeration.

"Do you say it again?" Nangong Yi grabbed Murong Xueyan's shoulder with both hands, and his eyes were like a torch.

Murong Xueyan was shocked by the two burning flames in his eyes. In a daze, she remembered that she had casually told the secret. She regrettedly and quickly changed the topic: "It seems that... it's late at night. I want to go back to rest."

"Stay with me for a while." Nangong Yi grabbed her.

She didn't know why she suddenly softened and stayed.

The relationship between men and women in the TV series has changed from simple to complex, which is usually related to alcohol; I really shouldn't drink with Nangong Yi--

This is what Murong Xueyan thought after she woke up the next morning.

She had a splitting headache and was sore all over her body. She was about to get up when she suddenly found that today's "dut" was particularly heavy. When she opened her eyes, she suddenly saw Nangong Yi's body lying on her body.

"Ah..." She broke her soul and screamed.

"What's the matter?" Nangong Yi rubbed his eyes. After seeing the situation clearly, his reaction was not like Murong Xueyan's exaggeration. He just turned over and moved out of the bed.

Murong Xueyan looked at it and saw that every arrangement of the room was very familiar. It was her room. This room had been hers since the wedding; the clothes scattered all over the ground - unsightly, belly pockets, coats, skirts...

What the hell happened?!

Murong Xueyan held her head and her memories poured into her mind--

She remembered that they drank a lot of wine together, talked a lot, and almost forgot what they said. She remembered that she was going to leave early, but Nangong Yi pulled her and asked her to continue to drink with him. She remembered that they drank so much later, so she asked Nangong Yi to send her back to her room.

What about later?

"Actually, I also have you in my heart. But I have had clouds for a long time. A person's heart can't tolerate two people.

This seems to be what Nan Gongyi said.

"Why is there no you in my heart? It's just that I don't want to be disappointed and hurt, so I can only get farther and farther away from you..."

Oh, my God, did she say such numb words? So shameless?

Then... it's... two people seem to hug and kiss each other...

"Oh, my God!" Murong Xueyan's pretty face turned red. She held her face, and even she was speechless to herself.

"We are a husband and wife. So, you don't want me to be responsible for you, do you?" Nangong Yi replaced the "I King" that was usually hanging on his lips with "I", which sounded a little proud.

"Couple and wife..." Murong Xueyan read these two words, as if she had never understood the meaning of these two words. Since the wedding, have they ever been like a real couple except for acting in front of people when necessary? Last night...last night...

Nan Gongyi's kiss moved from her face to her collarbone. The fiery touch made her uncomfortable and hooked his neck. She didn't know how to get closer and never separate...

His hand slipped to her waist and took off her belt...

All the shackles were removed, and the two of them hugged each other and lay down on the bed. Inside the fragrant wind, the scenery was beautiful...

He teaches carefully like her husband, and she learns carefully like a student...

"It will hurt a little at first. You have to bear it." This is the soft language of Nangong Yi.

"Ah!" That's when she was in pain...

"It won't hurt in a minute." He whispered to her ear, which made her itchy...

His kiss hit every part of her body like a mark. Collarbone, chest, waist...

The two hot bodies are closely combined again. There is no previous pain. Only incredible pleasure flows through the whole body, sitting up and downs, making her feel like she is in the fairyland...

Daw! I didn't remember what I said to this guy before I was drunk, but I remembered the "drunken promiscuity" of the two people so clearly!

"Xue Yan." This was the first time she heard Nangong Yi call her like this.

"Eh?!" His mind was still running at a high speed. Recalling the details of last night, his face could not be red. Suddenly, he pulled back to his senses, and the expression on his face stiffened for a moment.

"Thank you last night." He caught a glimpse of her eyes wide open and thought it would be wrong. He then explained, "Thank you for drinking with me, which made me feel much more comfortable."

"Uh..." She was really not impressed by the "wine" incident last night, so she had to smile awkwardly as an answer.

Nangong Yi left after dressing up. She held the quilt and was still a little distracted. After a long time, I remembered that I didn't wear anything. I quickly got out of bed and changed into a new dress. Xiurong came in to serve and saw that the clothes on the ground were clear in her heart. She didn't say anything. She just put her clothes in one place and ordered a rough maid to wash them off. The maid then cleaned up the bed, and the peach-like red sheets naturally did not escape the eyes of the two maids.

Murong Xueyan was so ashamed that she wanted to find a hole to get in.

"Princess, should I congratulate you?" When Xiurong combed his hair for Murong Xueyan, he smiled narrowly.

"..." Murong Xueyan Bai Xiurong took a look.

"However, don't blame the slave for talking too much. You and the prince are married, which may not be a good thing. Otherwise, he will never take you seriously.

What is this... Do you want her to use her body to hold a man's heart?!