Chapter 30 Peaches are drunk

The layers of peach tents are floating, and the fragrance curls. Xiahou Song lies on the wooden couch, holding his head in one hand and holding the wine glass in the other. His closed eyes slowly opened, and a spring water flowed from his narrow phoenix eyes: "It turns out that she is Yin Huanxuan. She has heard a lot and has never paid much attention to it. Today is the first time I saw it. Indeed It's a pleasant woman!"

Hou Baowei, a man in blue robe standing in front of the couch, swung his waist: "Your Majesty, it is reported that Yin Piaoxuan's behavior is remote and obedient, water-based poplar flowers, and often goes in and out of Yanyufang."

The thin lips of the shallow cyan are slightly upturned: "The perverse Zhang is true, but the watery poplar is not necessarily!"

"At the beginning, the person who entered the royal palace was Yin Hanxuan, who looked like a flower, but by chance, it was Yin Piao who entered the royal palace. After Yin Pian entered the house, she was not favored, and the prince took several concubines in a row. And His Royal Highness also had an ambiguous relationship with Yin Piaoxuan, and ran to the royal palace in two days.

"Don't be favored?!" Xiahou Song shook his head and smiled, shaking the wine in the glass: "Isn't he clear about his nature? Although Yin Pianxuan is the princess of her father's canon, as long as he wants to make up a reason, he will definitely divorce her in less than three months, but now she has been left in the royal palace for more than a year! If he hadn't taken a fancy to the prime minister's mansion behind Yin Pianxuan, he would have fallen in love with Yin Pianxuan!"

Hou Bao blinked his eyes and smiled flatteringly: "The prince is interested in Yin Piaoxuan. Do you want to be small--"

He took a sip of wine and shook his head: "No, I can't move. Xiahou Chen announced to the king that Yin Piaoxuan is his woman! Besides, the king's woman is not less than her. You don't have to go through this pool of muddy water. If you ruin my great things, it's really not worth it!"

"Yes, yes, I understand!" After a pause, Hou Bao whispered, "Your Majesty, if you talk about the beauty of flowers and moon, Yin Hanxuan, the third sister of Yin Hanxuan, is even better! I heard that Yin Hanxuan has recovered from illness and returned to Beijing and has not yet been married.

"Oh?! Yin Hanxuan! Change the king of Japan to meet her!"

Hou Bao's eyes turned lustful: "Your Majesty, the second head of Yanyufang is from Liu?"

"I'm not interested!"

Hou Bao smiled obscenely and saw Feng's eyes falling on the four beautiful girls standing beside him, and he retreated with understanding.

He put down his wine glass, hooked his fingers gracefully, and nodded a woman in pink, and the rest of the women retreated.

The woman moved gently, like a green jade hand gently untied Luo Yi. He said lightly, "There is no need to unwrap her clothes!"

Meiji's eyes flashed with doubt and towards the front couch. Her delicate body was pressed against him for a moment. He lifted her skirt and met her. Her phoenix eyes were full of red in spring water, enchanting red, deep gasping and charming whispering, and seductive.

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Xia Houchen threw her in ** and began to take off his belt. Seeing her curled up defensively, he said coldly, "Are you going to take it off by yourself, or will I do it!"

She gritted her teeth: "I don't want you to touch me! Go to your Man Yao, go to your Yin Hanxuan, and I won't allow you to touch me!"

His eyes were gloomy and intimidating. He narrowed his eyes slightly and went straight forward. His hands were pulled, and his clothes and skirts were grinning. He resisted and insignificant. He entered rudely, but he was still, holding her quietly, as if he could prove his existence.

She opened her face in pain and slid down two lines of tears from the closed corners of her eyes.

"If you dare to dance in front of other men, I will kill you!"

She opened her confused eyes and said in a trembling voice, "Kill me now!"

Fee her body gradually accepting his existence, stroked her cheek with slender fingers and whispered, "You know? You can't refuse me!"

She resisted his chest at a loss: "Get out of here!"

Xiahouchen raised the corners of his mouth: "The more you resist me, the more I want to tame you!" If you obey a little, maybe I will get tired of it once or twice!"

She blinked her eyes and thought about the authenticity of his words. She chose to believe it, but she ignored it. Although this is the common feature of men in the world, even if it is bored, there is a long time, days, months, years...

Aware that her defenses automatically disintegrated, his heart was a little excited. He grinded little by little, releasing the heat and desire in the depths he was desperately suppressing little by little. He stared deeply into her eyes and rustled, "Look at me..."

She struggled for a moment, and she slowly looked into his hot deep eyes, just a glance, shyly and quickly avoided his eyes.

He smiled. For him, it was enough at a glance. For a moment, he easily controlled her and resolutely began his rounds of offensives, such as charging on the battlefield. The meaning of killing was very strong until he was fascinated and soulful.

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She stood against the window, and the faint moonlight blurred her eyes: he stayed in Yun Yuexuan, once again. Is it really a temporary obsession? Or is it the long-depressed madness? She still told herself with a trace of fluke, but it was just a moment of infatuation. The deep pool finally surged, didn't it? Did Lin Wan know that this was inevitable? Therefore, protect her again and again.

"Madam, it's late at night, take a rest!" Lan'er made the bed and called softly.

Man Yao sighed slightly: "Lan'er, swing the piano, I want to play a piece of music before sleeping!"

Lan'er answered and set up the piano: "Madam--"

Softly press the strings, pause a little, the spiritual hand moves, the tune rises and rises and stretches continuously, blends with the moonlight, and is light and smooth with the breeze...

The drooping eyes seemed to pass by a red dress, and the hand trembled. With a "bang", the string was broken, and the heartache was unbearable.

"Madam--"

She pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled bitterly: "Is even this piano laughing at me?"

Lan'er lowered her eyes. Tonight, she has been waiting for him to return home. Yes, he returned home, returned home with the enchanting woman, and then stayed in Yun Yuexuan, breathed softly, and said softly, "Madam, tomorrow's maidservant will ask someone to twist the strings!"

"That's all, it's just a broken piano. Compared with the princess's Yuelu piano, it's not worth mentioning at all!" Thinking about it, two lines of tears flowed out.

"Madam, your body is important now. Don't be sad!"

Her body stagnated, and her apricot face suddenly ripmed with tenderness. She took a deep breath and smiled: "Lan'er is right. Her body is the most important."

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"What? Is Dad going to scold the child again?" Yin Xiaoting glanced at Yin Zhengliang standing outside the hall with his hands on his hands, with some mockery.

He sighed deeply: "How's her injury?"

Yin Xiaoting smiled: "The Prime Minister has a heart!"

Yin Zhengliang closed his eyes slightly: "Xiaoting, Dad hasn't asked what you and Pianxuan have done outside in recent years. Since it's your interest, Dad can do whatever you! If you really don't want to get married, your father won't force you anymore. Dad only wants you to forget that Pianxuan is now a princess and has her husband to protect her. Let her go when it's time to let go!"

Yin Xiaoting gritted his teeth and said no words.

"Prince Yu is extraordinary and courageous. He is a dragon and phoenix among people. For Pian Xuan, he is the choice of a good king. You have always loved her the most, and you should understand that if you are obsessed with staying with her, it will only make her lose more. I believe you can understand what you said as a father.

Yin Zhengliang shook his head slightly, sighed, and returned and left.

The fists gradually clenched, and a trace of loneliness broke out of her mouth. How could the inconcealable mark on her neck escape his eyes? In Qin Xuexie, his arrogant kiss on her was a declaration and an upright provocation: the swing was his woman!

He took a deep breath, can you let go? Can you let go?