Duan Changchuan took Xiuxiu for a few laps and was already sweating. Seeing that it was getting late, they gradually stopped.
When my fingertips gently touched Xiuxiu's mane, the horse happily wagged its tail, making a light breathing sound.
Duan Qinxue drove the horse over and said, "I have heard some rumors about your majesty in the army a long time ago. Seeing is believing. When I arrive at the army, I will definitely brag about it to them."
The young man's eyelashes flickered slightly, and he arched his eyebrows and smiled, saying, "I have never left the palace, how could there be rumors about me in the army? Don't lie to me."
The girl put her hands on her hips and said, "I am not a flatterer. I will tell you everything I hear and see. If your majesty doesn't believe me, my uncle has not yet left since he returned to the capital to report on his work. You can just pretend to be my friend and go over to find out!"
Duan Changchuan was used to the flattery in the palace, and it was the first time he saw such a straightforward person.
Especially since this person is the daughter of Regent Duan Jing'an...
He looked at the fifteen-year-old girl and was dazed for a moment.
After a long pause, he slowly said, "No need, I believe you."
…
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At three quarters past the hour of Mao, Duan Changchuan said goodbye to Duan Qinxue, had Xiuxiu taken back, and then returned to the Mingsheng Temple to have breakfast.
When he reached the door, the sun was already high. He turned around and asked Changle, "Is the queen awake?"
The young eunuch immediately bowed respectfully and said, "I heard from Shi Chun that the Empress woke up after half an hour of the yin hour and went to the archery range, but then came back... It seems that she had some dispute with Miss Mu Ge."
Duan Changchuan paused: "Mu Ge... ? What was the dispute between her and Mu Ge?"
In fact, he wanted to ask: Is Mu Geren okay? Is she okay? After all, she was facing the man who overturned the chessboard of the royal game the second day after entering the palace.
Changle: "Your Majesty, I don't know the details. I only found out about it when I saw Miss Muge wiping her tears."
Duan Changchuan: …
He just knew it.
He pinched his brows with a headache and said, "I understand. Go in first."
"yes."
The palace door opened with a creaky sound, and the hall was quiet. The fire was burning brightly, and warm air blew towards me.
The maids and eunuchs all bowed and said, "Your Majesty."
Duan Changchuan responded casually, then turned around and walked straight into the bedroom.
"You are the queen, but you have no manners or upbringing. Even if the husband of an ordinary family comes back, she will know to come and serve you. When she goes out..."
He swallowed it back halfway through his speech.
Because he saw that Bai Su was sitting on the couch wearing martial arts clothes, looking out the window.
It was the morning hour, the sun had just risen, the sunlight was beautiful, and she sat in the light with one leg bent.
It was clearly just an ordinary action, but Duan Changchuan just felt that she was unhappy...
[Did she get hurt outside when Zhen was not around just now...? ]
Even though he knew how unforgiving she was, and also knew that Mu Ge replied crying, he still couldn't help but think so.
The next moment, the woman turned around and looked at him.
"You're back from playing with your little sister? You're enjoying yourself, there are colorful flags flying outside, but when you come back you still have to let your husband serve you."
As she spoke, she stepped towards him in her wooden clogs.
Duan Changchuan had watched Yun Xie being tortured into confession when he was ten years old. He had seen too many dark and sinister people and things, but he still couldn't help being shocked.
"Okay, I'll serve you."
As the woman spoke, she began to take off his outer coat.
Beautiful fingers attached to the collar tie and deftly untied it.
The scent of peony hits my nose again and again...
The usually sweet and refreshing smell, combined with the other person's dark eyes, seemed to have an aggressive tone.
His legs were so soft... but even his breathing was a little sticky.
Although he was just taking off a thick fur coat, Duan Changchuan had an illusion that this person was going to strip him naked.
"You..." He opened his mouth unconsciously and found that his voice was trembling.
His precarious rationality suddenly returned at this moment, and he pushed the person away.
"It's time to eat. I'm hungry..."
Then, he fled in panic.
-
Because of a small incident before breakfast, the atmosphere in Mingsheng Temple was frozen for the entire morning.
Bai Su felt very embarrassed. Something had been wrong with her since she came back from the archery field. The moment she heard that the young man had returned, the fire in her heart suddenly ignited.
She reminded herself: This is not your Omega, you have no right to control what Duan Changchuan does.
While walking towards him uncontrollably.
I want to touch the back of his neck, I want to bite him to assert my sovereignty as the Alpha.
The glands, which have not yet fully recovered, are emitting pheromones bit by bit, stating word by word: You are my Omega.
It was not until the boy pushed her away that she staggered back to consciousness...
Now, Bai Su touched the still manic glands on the back of her neck, looked at the young man writing at the desk beside her, and didn't know how to start.
Did she scare the kids
sigh.
While Bai Su was struggling with herself, Duan Changchuan's mind was already in a mess.
She asked someone to serve her and take off her clothes, but when the other person came over, she pushed him away.
On the one hand, he warned people not to climb into the dragon bed, and on the other hand, he said to people... well, it's indescribable...
[Duan Changchuan, what have you done...]
"Your Majesty, is your book...reversed?"
Changle came over and reminded carefully.
Duan Changchuan then realized that the book he had been reading for a long time was always upside down... He even kept turning the pages to hide his distraction.
he:…
He raised his eyelids and rolled his eyes at Changle.
"Ahem... I'm just thinking about something. Bring me some writing materials and deliver a letter for me later."
"Yes, I'll be right there."
…
The young man was bending over the desk, writing neat and beautiful characters on the rice paper.
The incense on the table was burning quietly, and next to it could be heard the little sound of a young eunuch grinding ink.
[I heard rumors among the Xiguan army, let's find out the whole story.]
After thinking for a while, he added: [Maybe someone will carry it with them…]
Does anyone carry aphrodisiac perfume? The kind that can be used only on me
Yes, Duan Changchuan thought about it and still felt it was strange.
Why is it that every time I smell the scent of peony on Bai Su, my heartbeat inexplicably speeds up, and I also have some strange... uh, impulses.
He wanted to ask Yun Xie.
But thinking about it, it didn't make sense: How could there be an incense that could only be used by one person? It was too weird. If there really was such a thing, and if it was made into poison, wouldn't it mean that whoever you wanted to kill could be killed without anyone noticing
So, he stopped writing halfway.
He simply put it on the candle flame and burned it, then wrote a new one and handed it to Changle: "Go and give Yiman a souvenir."
The young eunuch received the order and hurried out immediately.
The room became quiet again.
Without the people serving on either side, the atmosphere suddenly became several degrees more awkward.
"This morning..."
"Your Majesty..."
The two spoke almost at the same time.
Bai Su immediately shut up and waited for him to speak.
However, Duan Changchuan had already exhausted all his strength just after he started, and was suddenly interrupted. The little bit of courage he had finally mustered was defeated with a "whoosh".
"… I'm not in a hurry, just tell me."
Bai Su stood up, came over, and walked up the stairs. "I was wrong to lose my temper with Your Majesty this morning. I apologize to you. It was me... I lost control of my temper. I won't do that again."
After that, she poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to him with both hands: "Your Majesty, please forgive me."
One of them was kneeling and the other was sitting. Bai Su was tall to begin with, and now with her upper body standing upright, she was a full head taller than the young man.
Duan Changchuan tilted his chin slightly, just enough to see the other person's beautiful long eyelashes like crow feathers.
It is said that before her death, Bai Su's mother was also a world-famous beauty. However, she became a concubine of the Bai family because she came from a merchant family of the lowest level.
Now, Duan Changchuan looked at the woman's delicate eyebrows and beautiful jawline and completely believed the rumors.
She really has a radiance that is hard to conceal.
Duan Changchuan turned his eyes away calmly, then took the cup and took a sip before saying, "I heard that you and Mu Ge had an affair. I have learned the whole story from Yi Man and sent an order to him to deal with it. My queen, no matter how low her status was before entering the palace, is the mother of a country after entering the palace. A chicken that flies to the tree is not a phoenix, but a carp that jumps into the dragon gate is no longer the same carp. My palace is not a tree branch, but a dragon gate."
Bai Su suddenly laughed.
The boy was puzzled: "What are you laughing at?"
Bai Su curved her lips and said, "I was wronged outside, and Your Majesty immediately vented my anger for me. I feel happy."
"Well, that's because they criticized the royal family and damaged the dignity of me and the royal family."
"Yeah, yeah."
"I didn't vent my anger for you."
"Uh-huh."
Duan Changchuan: …
Her letter was very perfunctory.
…
Bai Su had been restless for the whole morning because of what happened in the morning. Now she sat next to the boy and smelled the scent of the boy. Unconsciously, she felt much more relaxed and simply sat next to Duan Changchuan.
The hall was boring, the boy was reading a book quietly, and she had nothing to do.
I thought about reading a book. The original owner of this body never had a teacher since childhood, and I don’t know which dynasty the words here are from, and I can hardly understand them.
She was bored and untied the ribbon tied around her arm, then tied it up again, untied it again...
I don't know how much time passed, but I couldn't stand it anymore and asked, "Is there anything in this temple to relieve my boredom?"
The young man put down the "State Governance Theory" in his hand, turned around, took out two books and a nine-linked ring, and handed them to her: "These are all the things in the Mingsheng Temple. You can play with them first. After I finish reading this strategy, I will play chess with you."
Bai Su lazily flipped through the pages of the book and threw it away: "I can't read."
Then he picked up the Nine Rings: "This looks interesting, how do you play it?"
She had just untied the rope on her sleeves, and when she raised her hands, the sleeves slid down, revealing two hideous scars on her wrists.
This was the first time Duan Changchuan saw Bai Su's wrist.
In the past two days, she was either wearing an extremely loose robe or a martial arts uniform tied with ribbons, and it was impossible to see clearly.
I saw it today and was shocked.
So... Yun Xie had said before: She had resisted death before entering the palace.
It's not an exaggeration, but did Bai Su...really commit suicide for this
A pair of white and smooth wrists, with two long scars on them...
Duan Changchuan didn't know if he would have the courage to do so if he were forced to lose his throne and his country one day.
Afraid that he couldn't kill the person by cutting one wrist, he cut both at the same time.
How determined was this person to die at that time
The greater your determination to die, the greater your love for the lover you secretly promised to spend your life with, right
The author has something to say:
Duan Chuanchuan: So sad... She loved someone else, but the one she loved died QAQ
Bai Su: Honey, wake up, that's not me. Your husband is here.
Duan Chuanchuan: QAQ (not listening) (crying)
Bai Su: ... (You're forcing me to kiss you, right?)