Chapter 15: Don't you see the sad white hair of the high mirror, and the green silk becomes snow 3

After several clouds and rains, the woman was already sweating and gasping. Seeing that the young man on her body was not tired, she couldn't help begging for mercy: "Yaoxuan... No, don't do it anymore..." The young man originally buried her shoulder socket. Instead of hearing the sound, she did not stop, but her lower body was harder. At the same time, she turned and kissed the woman's red and swollen lips. .

"Please, Yaoxuan..." The woman frowned and looked up and moaned.

"Don't beg me... Think about how hard-won this day is." Especially the last four words were aggravated. The young man turned over with her in his arms and continued to advance into the depths of her body.

After listening to his words, the woman had to stop and moan around his neck.

I don't know how long it took for the young man to withdraw from her body as if he was satisfied, but he still held her tightly in his arms and wandered around restlessly.

"Yaoxuan, Yaoxuan..." The woman put her side face against his chest and slowly stroked his back.

The young man kissed her gently on the forehead: "I'm here."

The woman opened her eyes and said in a tired voice for a long time, "Is there really no problem? If your majesty knows..." He pressed her lips with one finger. The young man combed her hair with one hand and comforted her warmly, "Don't worry, Your Majesty can't know that I have carefully planned it for so long. If it is still recognized by him, isn't it a big joke?"

A little at ease, the woman smiled: "Yaoxuan... Are you sent by God to save me?"

"You're right." The young man patted her on the back of the head soothingly, then put her aside, getting out of bed and changing clothes without hesitation.

"Yaoxuan!" The woman tried to get up, but her whole body was sore and weak. She barely held up half of her body. "Speaking sweet words, but it was so ruthless."

The young man smiled, quickly dressed neatly, then wrapped her in a brocade quilt and picked her up and said, "If I don't send you back to Your Majesty, I'm afraid you will really be discovered."

The woman sighed without a trace, allowing him to take himself out of the room and quietly send him back to the king of Chu's bedroom.

Long**, the king of Chu was still sleepy. Looking at the look on his face, he seemed to dream of something extremely happy, and did not know what the people around him had done. The woman was unconsciously stuffed back into his arms. Before leaving, the young man smiled and made a silent gesture and gently took the door out of the room.

The woman dared not move under the arm of the king of Chu, and her face was full of loneliness.

In the eyes of outsiders, after she was the king of Chu, the king of Chu treated her very well and should be a woman envied by the whole world. But in spite of this, she also has her own distress. Her husband can't satisfy herself, and it is even more difficult for her to give birth to a child. Such a hidden disease is difficult to talk to the outside world. She can only hold back the hunger and thirst in her heart for ten years, and lower her eyebrows and be a virtuous woman.

It's just... It's just that all this has completely changed after the appearance of the man named Yaoxuan.

Although her hair was full of gorgeous hair, her face was so beautiful that she was shocked when she first saw her, and she was stunned for a long time. Yaoxuan, Yaoxuan... Compared with her husband next to her, what she doesn't have is only money and status, which makes her eyes on her face, as if she can't reach the wisdom, and the charm of being a man, all of which she has dreamed for countless times. If possible, she will not hesitate to abandon everything for him.

I hate to meet when I'm not married. She hates why she is a country. If she is just an ordinary woman, it is not impossible for her to boldly elope with him.

In the past few months, they have only been flirting when they meet by chance. In just a short moment, they are better than ten thousand years in the world. The whole body seems to be roasted by the warm temperature, and they don't know where to go.

The king of Chu unconsciously tightened his arm and took the queen into his arms. The woman was full of melancholy, and she had to let it go for a while, fantasizing that this was still the embrace of her beloved man and a long-awaited dream.

***

"This is fake." The woman in blue only glanced at it and said firmly.

"Fake, fake? Impossible! I took it out of Taifu Temple with my own hands. How can it be fake!" The short man changed his color as soon as he heard it, "You can't want to repudiate!"

The blue-shirted woman snorted coldly: "Am I repudiated? This is fake. Just take it back and put it away. What am I doing?

The man picked up the bronze mirror on the table and looked at it carefully, but he still didn't believe it: "How do you know it's fake?"

"You won't understand what I said. Anyway, it's fake." The green-shirted woman seemed to be too lazy to explain to him. The slender cigarette gun turned around, filled the tobacco and lit the fire, and took a sip leisurely.

"No, how can this be..." The man sat on the ground with his head in his arms and cried loudly. The blue-shirted woman stared at him boredly: "What are you crying? I paid half of the deposit for you. I don't plan to come back because you did have a trip. How much do you have to cry?"

The man held his hair hard: "My whole family is waiting for money to cure the disease..."

With a long sigh, the blue-shirted woman removed the cigarette gun, spit out a smoke ring, and asked, "Think about it. Have you let go of the mirror after you got it, or have you been in contact with anyone?"

"No...Yes! Yes, yes! There was a very young-looking man, about 20 years old. When I was on the street, I bumped into him head-on. He helped me pick up the mirror. The man finally remembered what happened during the day and said it all in a hurry.

The blue-shirted woman's face changed: "Did he see what's in your hand?"

The man nodded repeatedly.

"It turned out that it fell into the guy's hands," the blue-shirted woman nodded thoughtfully and suddenly threw him a bag of silver. "Ok, aunt, I don't care about this little money. You can take it."

As soon as he saw the silver, the man was immediately overjoyed. He grabbed him and kowtowed to the blue-shirted woman repeatedly: "Thank you, woman, thank you!" Then he wiped a snot and tears and quickly ran out of the inn.

After he left, the blue-shirted woman hummed heavily and swept the bronze mirror to the ground. After the bronze mirror buzzed a few times on the wooden ground, it suddenly turned into a piece of white paper.

"Dare to grab what I want!"

The blue-shirted woman's hand holding a cigarette gun suddenly showed blue veins: "I'm sure you know it's awesome!"

***

This is the world where all the earth binds the spirits. Those who are bound by their wishes are bound to Tianwang City, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, will gather together on the Zhongyuan Festival every year, or pray for liberation, or just mourn and cry.

Knocking gongs and drums, shouting injustice, the vast team crossed the streets and alleys, and could almost walk through the whole Tianwang City in one night. If it hadn't been for the once-in-a-a-century mirrors and the full moon, it would have been too reluctant to take one person and one ghost to the phantom and reality safely with his own strength.

Wei Tanyi leisurely fanned the fan and looked at Han Ruxu, who was still stunned. The man's expression on his face has not changed since he saw the hundreds of ghosts stretching hundreds of meters away. Even if he returned to the house later, his eyes were still wide open, which was quite funny.

Looking at the bottle in his hand, Wei Tanyi smiled happily. The harvest this night was far better than the usual amount for a month. The Zhongyuan Festival and the square mirrors simply came to him together as if they were prepared for him.

"Master, is there anything..." "Well, I already feel it."

The owner of the mirror, oh, or the person who is about to become the owner of the mirror, is getting closer and closer.