Yan Shu said, everyone dare not obey, he immediately respectfully responded, bowed his waist and walked out quickly and gently.
The door snapped shut behind him, his narrow phoenix eyes moved slightly, his feet lifted, and he walked towards the direction of Ye Xinci's sleeping bed.
The fragrant curtain blocked his vision, making him unable to see what was going on behind the curtain.
Lifting the tent, the delicate-faced woman breathed smoothly, dressed in a bean paste-colored blouse, with silk quilt covering her abdomen, with two plain white jade hands overlapping, she looked extremely quiet.
There was nothing else in the room except for her gentle breathing.
His eyes flashed, he slowly sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at her features indifferently. Upon closer inspection, I realized that Ye Xinci's five senses actually carried a free and easy heroic aura, but that free and easy manner was abruptly consumed by her brutal and cruel personality. But in this lone ghost named Akui, he got the ultimate display.
Unrestrained and unrestrained are intertwined with all kinds of amorous feelings, forming a kind of ultimate charm, a peerless romantic posture.
Time passed by, and the hourglass in the corner went by without a pause. Yan Shu felt that his feet were almost numb when sitting, but he refused to get up and move, so as to relieve the stiffness of the veins. He didn't even notice the palm of his hand, his lips were white, and he believed she would wake up again. The heart in Ye Xinci's body began to shake.
He wasn't confident anymore, he didn't even know whether she would appear again.
It's all unknown--
It's late at night, grass and insects scream outside the window
, The sound of the breeze across the bamboo leaves became particularly clear at this moment.
He didn't even know where the anticipation came from, and he didn't even know why he, who should have gone to bed long ago, would go his own way. In the middle of the night, he came to the palace where he was supposed to be the queen mother, staring at her stubbornly like a dying madman. s face.
Waiting for her to slowly open her eyes for the next second, squinting at her casually with misty gazes, her posture is very gentle and graceful.
However, she did not open her eyes again.
His heart sank a little, and when the coolness of the night slowly penetrated into the hall from the corner of the wall, Yan Shu's body became cold.
He sat stubbornly, like a finely crafted stone, without flesh and blood, not knowing whether it was cold or warm. He must wait. The dream that has entangled him for decades has not yet come to fruition. How can he be reconciled
Su Kui felt like she was being crushed by a stone weighing a thousand jin, suppressed together with her soul. Let her be trapped in this physical body, unable to escape, but also unable to control.
You can only share your body with someone whose soul should have been taken away as a bargaining chip.
There seemed to be a scorching gaze on her face, Su Kui's closed eyes moved, unconsciously humming from the nasal cavity, and hardly lifted the thick black slender eyelashes.
I saw Yan Shu staring at her with scorching eyes, making her unconscious mind momentarily crashed, staring at him with wide open eyes that couldn't hide his surprise, and asked in a hoarse voice, "You? Why are you..." In Ci Ning Palace? !
She sat up on the bed with her arm, lifted the tent, and looked out. Although the furnishings had changed, the general decoration pattern still showed that she was still in Cining Palace.
So the question is coming, Yan Shu, why did he come again
Still staring at her, when she woke up, a face appeared on top of her head, and she was frightened instantly.