There are all kinds of wonderful sounds in this world, and these sounds can make the listeners tremble from the eardrum to the apex of the heart, and experience extremely complex feelings instantly like an electric shock—and these sounds themselves are extremely complex and open enough to It makes people have a lot of associations, so this feeling has become extremely complicated.
For example, under the quiet rice fields, the sound of voles gnawing on roots is like raindrops gently falling on the beach. A village girl immersed in unrequited love is sitting on the ridge of the field. When she hears these subtle sounds, who knows that she will Do you want to think about the positive infinity or the reverse direction of romance
For example, the rustling sound, maybe a water bird is combing its feathers, maybe it is undressing, or it may be grinding. Another example is the countless sword branches in the sword mound outside the window at this time, inserted upside down on the ground, under the twilight of Dongyi City, and in the sea breeze, they collided with each other, making a slight metallic crisp sound, which seemed to permeate a chill But if you close your eyes and listen, you may be able to hear the soft feeling of wind chimes.
The hissing sound is the most familiar sound to human beings. It is a creature that happens when something fragile breaks, such as Qingwen tearing up a fan, Fan Sizhe tearing up a book back then, and Fan Xian tearing up Yan Bingyun in the Shangjing Guild Hall. white robe, and carefully wrapped the wound for him.
The magic power of the sound was fully displayed in this quiet room of the Sword Hut. The two people who were angry and indifferent before attacking each other stopped each other's words and actions following the sound.
The plain clothes on the little emperor's body were torn open, from the neck down to the abdomen, exposing the white underwear inside, like a white egg whose shell was carefully peeled off, revealing the inside The delicate content is like a well-wrapped gift box, the ribbon has been torn off, and the treasure inside has been glimpsed.
It is already thick spring, people don't wear many clothes, the little emperor is no exception, a piece of ripped clothes hangs from the bright yellow lace, it looks a little funny, and the underwear inside and the white smear on the chest , but it is extremely dazzling.
Fan Xian fell silent. It must be admitted that his move was a subconscious behavior, just a kind of anger-promoted behavior after he had a dispute with the other party, and perhaps it was also his subconscious impulse to sadistically towards the emperor. However, when he really tore off the emperor's clothes and saw the smooth throat of the other party, and the delicate skin above the underwear that definitely did not belong to a man, he was stunned, not knowing what to do next.
The little emperor's Adam's apple was just a slight protrusion, which was obviously tampered with. After losing the cover of his clothes, it was impossible to escape Fan Xian's eyes.
She... It's her, not his chest. Although it is still tightly bound under the white cloth belt, the edge of the cloth belt, the stubborn female features, betrayed her nakedness with a trace of overflowing plump subcutaneous fat. real sex.
Fan Xian stared at her breasts, admiring the ability of the Northern Qi royal family. He didn't know what material those white laces were made of, but they were able to cover up a pair of jade rabbits so well that no one discovered the secret. .
"Well...after it's developed, it's too difficult to tie it to death, and...it's not good for your body." His lips were a little dry, staring at the whiteness, he couldn't help but imagine that under the white tie, those two What kind of forced deformation of the tender meat should be, what kind of hard work it should be, I don't know what kind of joy it will be after they come out to breathe... jumping for joy.
jump? beat? Fan Xian is just a young man with normal functions. After confirming the gender of the little Northern Qi emperor, he had to use this method to break the hard shell of the opponent's heart. Chest, I feel like my shell is about to be shattered.
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The long hair slid softly from the ears to the shoulders. The tenderness of this moment made the Northern Qi Emperor a little perplexed. It seemed that the deepest darkness in his heart, with Fan Xian's movement of undoing his hair, spread away, never to be seen again. It will become a burden that weighs on the tip of your heart and makes it difficult for you to breathe. At that moment, she had already given up and resigned to her fate, and even faintly rejoiced that her long hair could float down so softly.
Because the opposite of her was Fan Xian, the Fan Xian whom she had loved and hated so much, the Fan Xian who had unscrupulously shown his soft side when he was intoxicated. The little emperor had no time to think. In her subconscious, she might have already thought that if anyone in this world could know that she was a daughter, of course Fan Xian would be the best choice, because she had already exposed all this to him. , but he was unconscious at the time.
The little emperor's faint beauty and sorrow, the rare breath of a daughter's family, and the only return of a woman in his life are all in Fan Xian. She resigned to her fate, and even forced herself to grit her teeth to suppress the trace of joy in her heart. However, with a hiss, the little emperor's front was torn apart by Fan Xian's big coffin splitter, revealing a body that he never showed.
So she was dumbfounded, her eyes began to lose sight, she was so stimulated by this strong impact and danger that she couldn't speak, she just stared blankly at Fan Xian's eyes, her whole body was stiff and unable to move, her hands were clenched tightly in anger, trembling, There was a creaking sound from the wooden bed under him.
The little emperor didn't cover his chest, and let the spring light gradually seep out of the white cloth, filling the room, staring at Fan Xian angrily and with hatred.
She noticed that Fan Xian was staring at her breasts, and there was a look of disgust in her eyes, and then she heard Fan Xian's words of persuasion about her breast development. Then a blush of embarrassment and anger rose from the corner of the little emperor's eyes, and gradually faded away, covering her two cheeks, her ears, her neck, and finally even the snow-white skin on her chest above the white cloth scarf. There is a touch of seductive redness.
The twilight was accumulating outside the window, but it was far less dazzling than the blush on the little emperor's body, so Fan Xian squinted his eyes, his right hand seemed to be disobedient, and reached under the little emperor's chin, with a fingertip...
The camouflage of the little emperor's throat was removed, and the fake Adam's apple was removed. Although her breasts were still covered under the white cloth at this time, the feeling of the whole person softened, and gradually developed towards the direction of the little girl.
Fan Xian looked at her eyebrows carefully, her eyes gradually approached her, as if admiring a unique treasure, and remained silent all the time. He was really surprised, how a woman could hide it from the world for twenty years, and she had been emperor in Northern Qi for twenty years, but no one could find a problem.
The eyebrows have been trimmed since childhood, and gradually grew thicker. It seems that some drugs have been used in the corners of the eyes to make the emotions in the eyes more stable. As for the look and demeanor, it must have been the training of the little emperor by the Empress Dowager of the Northern Qi Dynasty since childhood.
Fan Xian was only in the spirit of research and was shocked by one of the biggest secrets in the world, so he got closer and closer, but he didn't notice that although the little emperor stood angrily by the bedside, the anger in his eyes But it is getting weaker and weaker, becoming hatred and indifference.
The little emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty is a woman! Although this was something Fan Xian had guessed three years ago, if the two of them couldn't be alone in a quiet room, he would never be able to prove it and take advantage of it in his life. Leaving aside how to make use of the biggest lifeblood of the mother and son of the Empress Dowager of the Northern Qi Dynasty in the future, Fan Xian was already excited by the fact that this shocking secret had been confirmed.
And at this moment, a fist that was definitely not as big as a sand bowl appeared in front of Fan Xian's eyes like this. The skin on the fist was smooth and tender, and faint blue blood veins could even be seen, which also proved that the fist was very powerful. , has accumulated momentum for a long time, and the speed is extremely fast.
With a muffled pop, two streaks of blood flowed out from Fan Xian's nostrils. He covered his nose in annoyance, stared fiercely at the little emperor who was still sticking out his fists, and thought to himself that it wasn't a nosebleed caused by being seduced by this flat-chested woman, so it wasn't too embarrassing.
With his ninth-rank strength, he was hit in the nose by a female emperor who only learned some three-legged cat skills from Langtao. This is actually... enough to be embarrassing. If he hadn't been too engrossed, too shocked, and too eager to explore the little emperor's face, eyebrows, eyes and chest, he would never have received this fist.
The little emperor slowly withdrew his fist and said with a sneer: "I have never been insulted so lightly in my life, but anyone who despises me will definitely pay the price."
These words are majestic and majestic, coupled with the little emperor's natural emperor face, the slight sarcasm on the corners of his lips, not angry but mighty, it looks a bit imposing, but at this moment, the little emperor's front is completely torn, and the cloth strips are hanging feebly on his face. On the bright yellow lace, it was as embarrassing as it could be, but she still made this appearance, which was really a bit funny.
Fan Xian didn't smile, and said calmly after wiping off the nosebleed, "I don't care about this fist, but I don't want to have it in the future. Don't forget, you are a woman."
You are a woman.
These words slammed into the little emperor's heart, causing her heart to be in turmoil, her heart broken, her heart trembling with fear, and she was in a state of depression. Anger and despair filled her heart, and even the messy black hair fluttering around her lips , felt her emotions, pressed into her lips, and let her bite hard.
Fan Xian was shocked by this desperate expression. He is not a soft-hearted person, but he never thought that the little emperor of Northern Qi would show such a pitiful appearance one day. In the past few years, the Northern Qi government and various major events have proved the ability of this female emperor. Under the strong pressure of Nanqing's monarchs and ministers, she can still maintain the stability of Northern Qi. Based on this alone, Fan Xian has no choice but to treat her to govern the country. Ability to mark a high score.
Twenty years of life in disguise and the life of an emperor undoubtedly distorted the little emperor's mind. However, this distortion is still within a controllable range. , she has become more cautious and prudent, with a kind of stability and maturity that is absolutely impossible for her peers.
Even when she was restrained by Fan Xian, she still didn't panic at all. However, when Fan Xian ruthlessly reminded her that her secret might become the world's news tomorrow, she finally couldn't bear it. Broken into countless pieces, like a conch crushed by a boulder.
The little emperor's gaze was very spiteful and angry, but there was a strange calm inside, a calm like deathly silence, and after the calm, two crazy expressions gradually emerged.
Fan Xian had seen this kind of expression before, the moment before the eldest princess Li Yunrui died, so his heart became tense, and he slowly lowered his hands, ready to strike at all times.
The little emperor's expression was a little dull, he opened his lips, let his black hair slide down, and said in an extremely cold voice, "I am a person who is not threatened."
She thought she could guess what Fan Xian would do when he knew her secret. With such a big secret in hand, with the ability of the Overwatch Council, the foundation of the Northern Qi royal family's rule can be easily shaken, and the entire north of the world will be plunged into chaos because of this news.
"You can't use me. If you expose this matter, I won't be of any use... If you keep this matter hidden, how can I let you use me?" The little emperor looked at Fan Xian resentfully.
Fan Xian was silent for a long time, lowered his head slowly, and said, "I don't ask for much, I just want you to be more obedient..." He raised the corners of his lips and laughed at himself, "After all, you are a woman, no matter how powerful you are, in certain key links , is always inferior to those of us stinky men who can withstand beatings, and it is impossible to count on you to achieve great things."
The little emperor's eyes narrowed: "It seems that you have already thought about the next thing, but how can I listen to you?"
As soon as this remark came out, the little emperor's eyes showed determination, and with great ruthlessness, he took out a small dagger from somewhere in his sleeve, and stabbed viciously at his chest!
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After entering the Sword Hut, Fan Xian felt safe. He didn't take the little emperor seriously, and he didn't search the little emperor's body. After all, he knew that the other party was a woman, and he didn't want to offend her too much, so he couldn't think of the little emperor. The emperor actually had a dagger with which he finally committed suicide.
Could it be that this dagger was given to her by the Queen Mother of Northern Qi when she was very young? For some reason, Fan Xian suddenly felt a faint sympathy for the emperor who was a daughter in front of him. Fearing all day long, afraid of being discovered by others, and not being able to live like a normal daughter's family, how can such a life be half happy
He skimmed close, flicked his fingertips, and hit the little emperor's veins.
With a bang, the little dagger fell under the bed, but the little emperor's eyes flashed with cruelty, and his left hand quietly moved the machine crossbow in his sleeve, chi chi three times!
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Fan Xian's strange cry resounded in the room, and he twisted around forcibly by the bed, his body writhing like a gray dragon, avoiding the three crossbow arrows under extremely dangerous circumstances! His clothes had already been pierced by the three poisoned crossbows. Fortunately, he was still wearing the clothes of the Overwatch Council underneath, otherwise he would have been injured by just one blow.
Fan Xian snorted, threw the little emperor onto the bed, put his hands on her shoulders, and punched her angrily, hitting the little emperor on the cheek.
His anger lies in the fact that just now he felt a little sympathy for the female emperor, but he was almost hurt by the other party. Only then did he understand that the other party is an emperor after all, a third creature apart from men and women. When facing the biggest dilemma in life, the other party will kill him at all costs, even his own life. Own.
Blood flowed from the corner of the little emperor's lips, but he did not faint. He lay on the bed with pride and resentment, looked at Fan Xian who was riding on him, and said, "If you have the guts, kill me!"
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Of course, Fan Xian would not kill her. After mastering the other party's secret, as long as he can truly subdue the other party's heart, this king of a country will become his third magic weapon in this world after Uncle Wuzhu.
But how can we subdue a stubborn, intelligent emperor who has been a man for 20 years and behaves like a masculine man
The shortest passage through a woman's heart is the vagina, Fan Xian understands this truth. He rode on the little emperor's body, feeling the unfathomable, feminine tenderness under his body, and knew how ambiguous and full of spring the posture was at this time. But he was not a rapist after all, and he didn't think that after raping the little Northern Qi emperor, he could really achieve his goal. Based on his judgment of the little emperor, if he let the little emperor go away afterwards, maybe she would just wash her lower body with hot water, treat it as if she was bitten by a dog, and never see her face again in this life, cutting off all her follow-up means.
The little emperor struggled under Fan Xian. She was raised as a boy since childhood. Her strength was far stronger than her martial arts cultivation. Fan Xian lost his mind for a moment and was almost turned over by her.
Fan Xian looked at the blood on her lips and the resentful look in her eyes. Feeling bored and angry, he lowered his voice and roared angrily, "You bitch is so troublesome. It's you who want to kill me, so I'll deal with you!"
"Treat me?" The little emperor suddenly stopped struggling, threw his fist at Fan Xian's disgustingly beautiful face, and said angrily, "You still dare to rape me!"
Fan Xian dodged this insidious punch, and finally became angry uncontrollably. He said angrily, "You were the one who raped me back then! You actually said I was going to rape you!"
The little emperor's face changed, he wondered if he thought of the scene that happened in the ruined temple outside Shangjing that summer, and his whole strength was weakened by three points. But what kind of person is she? She regards the emperor as a skilled worker, knowing that she must not bow to Fan Xian at this moment, or she will be bullied by this person for the rest of her life, so she lowered her head and bumped into Fan Xian's jaw, intending to turn over and become the master. .
After the little emperor heard the four words that summer, he felt like he was going crazy. He attacked Fan Xian crazily, biting, twisting, twisting, and pounding. He didn't know where it came from in this small body. Such a crazy momentum and endless power came. Fan Xian didn't want to kill her, but he was put into a mess for a while, his arm was bitten with red marks through his clothes, he was also bitten out of anger, and he slapped her body with one palm, as if It's like spanking Fan Sizhe's ass.
Perhaps the judges who were peeking at the farce in Jianlu would ask, why didn't Lord Fan knock the little emperor unconscious
In fact, the reason is very simple, people who are unconscious always want to wake up, Fan Xian has taken so many risks in vain to prevent the little emperor from yielding.
There is another reason why I can't say it out loud. In fact, fighting with a female emperor is like a child. Ears and temples are rubbed together, clothes are entangled, limbs are twisted, and it feels... like the water in the West Lake, swaying and gradually To the ship, or the bed, and the hearts of the people on it.
The two were competing in personal skills on the bed, which is the so-called judo. People who have watched judo know that pulling clothes is a necessary move, but even the strongest clothes will be pulled apart one day.
So in the end, the little emperor's white cloth made of unknown material finally broke, making the second tearing sound in this dark room.
At this time, Fan Xian was riding on her body, and his eyes were full of snow hills. His eyes were blank, and he thought that the other party was not only a woman, but also a very great woman.
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There were red plums in the snow, and the pair of men and women playing in the snow were both tired. The little emperor sat on Fan Xian's body in disheveled clothes, and held his hands, completely oblivious to his half-exposed breasts, which fell on Fan Xian. In Xian's eyes, the situation at this time was more like the little emperor raping Fan Xian.
The long black hair on the little emperor's forehead was already wet with sweat, and it was stuck in one place. Matching her straight eyebrows, she had a particularly beautiful feeling. Everyone in the world respects her as an emperor, and they never dare to look directly at her. Even if they look at her, it is impossible to see other feelings. But at this moment, in Fan Xian's heart, she is an out-and-out woman. I felt an unprecedented sense of excitement, a woman who is strong but also weak, a woman who has the identity of an emperor, and a woman who is never willing to be ridden by others, just like this. most intimate contact.
The little emperor rode on Fan Xian's body. She didn't feel that Fan Xian suddenly fell into silence. She was almost out of strength. She didn't know her future, what was the future of Beiqi, her heart was full of despair, the past of twenty years Zongzong made her extremely tired, and she really wanted to lie down, but her status as the emperor of Northern Qi made her unable to lie down and rest.
She suddenly felt that she was very sad, and she blinked helplessly. In the blink of an eye, a few drops of sweat slid down his long black hair and dripped on Fan Xian's chin, like a drop of oil entering a fire, igniting the fire in Fan Xian's heart.
"Is this the pose in the temple?" Fan Xian said hoarsely, looking at the face and the slightly bouncing snow mound that was close at hand.
The little emperor held his hands, lowered her head powerlessly, filled with endless sorrow, unwillingness and anger in her heart, she suddenly raised her head and stared fiercely into Fan Xian's eyes, wondering if she was thinking of the scene in the temple back then. In one scene, he still made up his mind and decided to let himself decide a certain thing in the middle of the emperor's career, even if it was a crazy and absurd thing.
She lowered her head, covered Fan Xian's lips with those thin lips, and then bit down hard, blood spread like flowers between the two of them. The little emperor suddenly remembered that when he had menarche, he was full of hesitation, anticipation, fear, excitement... despair just like this moment.