Mei Xueyi finally begged for mercy.
She collapsed pitifully into a puddle of water, feeling quite puzzled.
The Hunjun is obviously very ill, but when he gets on the bed, he can't tell that he is a sick person at all
Strong and domineering, he was close to tearing her apart and eating her into his belly.
He was a little unsatisfied, seeing how pitiful she was, so he reluctantly let her go.
He put on his broad robe, wrapped her in the satin quilt, held her in front of him, and casually took a thread-bound storybook from the edge of the bed.
"Someone wrote this erotic storybook, arranging the story of an orphan and a queen." He said hoarsely, with unclear meaning.
She glanced over lazily.
He is extremely thin, and his fingers are extremely long and have distinct joints. The nails are in beautiful shape, but unfortunately they are not a healthy flesh color, but a cold white color like jade.
The hand holding the scroll is exceptionally beautiful.
The hands at this moment were extremely serious, and they seemed to belong to a different person than the hands that had acted wantonly on her body just now.
She stared at his hand for a while, then slowly focused her eyes on the words.
The person who writes the storybook has practiced calligraphy well.
The font is elegant and elegant, with strong character and strength.
Mei Xueyi was fascinated by it without realizing it.
In the story, Hun Jun did not force anyone into the palace. He and Mei Xueyi met because of the hero saving the beauty.
The story goes like this -
The young prince of Jinling secretly sneaked into the Kyoto of the Wei Kingdom to look for flowers and willows. He accidentally learned that Mei Xueyi, the eldest daughter of Mei Shilang, was as beautiful as a fairy. He became lustful and robbed her carriage while she was traveling, and took her into the inner courtyard with evil intentions. .
Although Mei Xueyi is a weak woman, she is very bold and careful. She used words to stabilize Jinling Xiaoshijun, and lied that she wanted to marry him first, and then they could become husband and wife.
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Xiao Shijun fell into the trap and actually arranged the wedding room and prepared Henu wine.
Mei Xueyi made him drunk, tied his hands and feet with a tie, and escaped quietly. Unexpectedly, the little Shijun who had been soaked in wine soon woke up, broke away from the tie and rushed out to catch her.
During the struggle, she pulled out a golden hairpin and stuck it into his throat.
When the Jinling people saw Xiao Shijun being assassinated, they frantically raised their knives to chop her into pieces.
At the most critical moment, a man in black with peerless appearance, tall stature, and amazing martial arts skills descended from the sky. He looked like a swimming dragon and easily killed all the Jinling people and saved Mei Xueyi. This immortal hero is the emperor of today, King Wei of Wei.
“…”
Mei Xueyi couldn't help but look back at the scrawny and angry Hunjun—isn't this flattery a bit too much
Hun Jun was not ashamed at all. His eyes passed over those few lines of words, looking at ease.
Mei Xueyi pursed her lips and continued reading her storybook.
In the story, the upright King Wei did not repay the favor, but silently sent her home.
She was wearing a wedding robe, her pale face was stained with blood, her body couldn't stop shaking, but she walked very steadily step by step, her eyes soft and firm.
difficult to forget.
Because she was engaged to Shen Xiuzhu, the eldest son of Duke Dingguo, he did not approach her and only paid a little attention to her.
Her situation was dire.
She firmly believed that her abduction was related to her aunt Sun and her concubine Mei Qiaoqiao, but no one believed her. Even her fiancé Shen Xiuzhu thought she was making trouble unreasonably. Instead, she got closer and closer to Mei Qiaoqiao out of sympathy and compassion. .
Rumors in the capital intensified, saying that her innocence had been stained by evildoers. She was said to be arrogant and domineering, bullying her weak aunt and concubine.
When she insisted on reporting to the official, Mei Shilang took the concubine's proposal into his heart and made a stupid move - let Shen Xiuzhu come forward to persuade her. If she continued to make trouble, he would let Mei Qiaoqiao marry on her behalf.
Shen Xiuzhu actually agreed.
Faced with an eccentric father, a vicious aunt, a hypocritical concubine, and a confused Shen Xiuzhu, Mei Xueyi is isolated and helpless, not knowing where to go.
In front of her biological mother's tomb, she once again saw King Wei Jinchao.
He stretched out his hand to her and told her that he was willing to protect her from the wind and rain.
She hesitated for a moment and then handed her hand to him.
He put a crown on her, held her hand, and made her his queen. From then on, she was inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.
He was ready to be a couple in name only with her until she opened up to him. Unexpectedly, she turned him into a real man on the wedding night.
Mei Xueyi stared at the last few words, her pupils trembling violently.
She felt that the behavior of Mei Xueyi in the storybook was very similar to hers.
Perhaps because her name was used in the storybook, she actually felt some empathy when reading this story.
The next part is the content of erotic stories that deserve their reputation. On the wedding night, King Wei used his strong and strong body to soothe Mei Xueyi's injured heart. The red luan was hit, and what happened to the pair of jerky mandarin ducks...
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Even though Mei Xueyi was dark-hearted and thick-skinned, her heartbeat was so excited by the straightforward words.
Looking back, I saw Hunjun squinting his eyes slightly, and his eyes had become dark and scary.
The movement of turning pages became careless. He breathed heavily, tilted his head, and sniffed her hair sickly and greedily. When she turned back, he took the opportunity to hold the tip of her ear with his cold teeth.
There are times when this person is anything but gentle.
He would start at the ears and devour her into his belly.
She quickly broke away, and before he exuded a cold aura of dissatisfaction, she moved forward and touched his pale thin lips with her nectar-hidden lips.
"Your Majesty, concentrate on reading~"
"… Ah."
Mei Xueyi pretended and continued to read the storybook carefully.
His eyes suddenly stopped.
She stared at a line of words and twitched the corner of her mouth twice - "Wei is now in the prime of life. Under the excitement, the wooden couch collapsed."
This is really... just flattering him! It tried its best to create a wise king with a handsome appearance, a tall and powerful figure, excellent martial arts, and worked hard to govern.
Look, the king's bed is actually a wooden couch that can be crushed. It not only praises his physical strength, but also praises his frugality and simplicity.
Look at the person behind you now. He is wearing the finest silk, his couch is made of white jade, his candles are made of fragrant beeswax, his windows are made of purple sandalwood, beads are used for lighting, and jade trees are planted in the courtyard. Virtues such as diligence and frugality can't be beaten by him.
The 'King Wei' in the storybook has great martial arts skills and a good figure, but he coughed three times and wheezed five times within a stick of incense. He was full of illness and his heartbeat was weak. He could die on the spot if he closed his eyes at any time.
He has never had a woman, but he is skillful, sophisticated and charming.
Looking at this, he actually didn't feel guilty at all.
Turn another page and the clouds gather and the rain stops.
There are two suspenses deliberately left at the end of the chapter. The first is whether Shen Xiuzhu really married Mei Qiaoqiao into his family, and the second is whether the news of Jinling Xiao Shijun's death will reach Qin Ji's ears.
Mei Xueyi stared at the words "To be continued" and was stunned for a while.
"What happened next?"
He slowed down his tone, his voice was low and gentle: "Do you care about Shen Xiuzhu?"
To be honest, Mei Xueyi really wanted to get into the storybook and beat up Shen Xiuzhu. He was supposed to be his childhood sweetheart, but he was indecisive, and his heart was easily softened by the tears of others.
It's really not worth it for 'Mei Xueyi'...
But of course you can't say that in front of Hun Jun.
She snuggled into his arms gently, hugged his extremely thin but powerful waist, and murmured in a low voice: "No. I was just thinking about how to deal with the aftermath of your majesty killing the little prince of Jinling for me. .”
"There's no rush." He chuckled and caressed her hair lazily, "As a newlywed, you must first satisfy the queen."
He turned over and pressed down, swallowing her exclamation.
Mei Xueyi struggled to death, coaxing and lying, and finally sent Hunjun to sleep.
Tonight, she would go around the palace and catch a few Yin spirits to replenish her soul power, just in case something unexpected happened.
She held her waist and climbed up feebly.
Looking down, I saw two pairs of thick fur boots placed neatly next to the white jade couch, in the shape of a loving couple.
She stared at the two pairs of boots for a long time.
I don't know why, but there is an inexplicable sourness in my heart. It's not all sour, there's also sweetness and bitterness in the sourness.
She took a deep breath, frowned to suppress her emotions, hurriedly put on her boots, quietly took a large velvet cloak from the jade rack, put it on, and left the palace.
Your Highness's two jade plum trees reflect the cold light of the moon, complementing the light of snow on the ground and the light of pearls on the corridor.
He built a fairyland for his wife. A dreamlike wonderland.
"Your Majesty?" The maid standing in front of the palace quickly came up to greet her.
Mei Xueyi hissed: "Your Majesty Mian Qian, don't disturb him."
"yes."
"I'm looking around, no need to follow."
The palace maid was a little embarrassed, but she didn't dare to disobey.
Mei Xueyi left her bedroom through the small door under the corridor.
Raising his head and looking back, he saw three golden and jade characters - Chaomu Palace. He gave his name here and wanted to spend time with her day and night.
She turned her eyes away, feeling complicated and unspeakable.
She followed the palace path and left the confines of her dormitory. There were guards on both sides of the avenue, and people patrolled from time to time. Mei Xueyi walked around for a while and felt that it didn't look like she could encounter Yin spirits.
Didn’t it say there were many resentful souls in the palace
She called a group of patrolling guards.
"Where do the concubines live?" she asked.
The leader of the guards hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Go back to your Majesty, there are no concubines in the palace."
Mei Xueyi was slightly surprised: "Have you been dismissed?"
"No," the guard said, "Your Majesty is devoted to government affairs. Before the empress entered the palace, there was no concubine in the palace."
Are there no other women? So where did he learn his superb skills? It's so powerful and proficient, it's impossible without practice.
She hesitated for a while, looked around, lowered her voice with embarrassment, and asked: "Then... are there any maids who served His Majesty but were later disposed of?"
The guard leader's eyes twitched twice: "No."
Mei Xueyi opened her mouth, and after a while, she asked in a daze: "... Are all the palaces vacant? Where are the concubines from the previous dynasty?"
The guard pointed to the southeast: "In the past, most of the concubines lived in that area. Your Majesty has moved them to the summer palace. Now the palace has been demolished and a star-catching platform is being built."
Reaching for the stars. As soon as I heard it, I thought it matched Hunjun very well.
She nodded: "Go ahead."
"yes."
The patrolling guard turned around a palace wall and saw the king wearing a thin black robe and standing barefoot in the middle of the corridor.
"What did the queen say?" The voice was low and hoarse, with no emotion.