The two returned to the Manxiang Hall together, and the memorials as high as a hill were piled up on the nanmu table in front of the window of the Qingfeng Pavilion, covering more than half of the Xiangfeng carved window lattice.
Manyao was stunned, how could there be so many stories? Even if Wuyou saves time for eating, I'm afraid it will be too late to deal with it! She felt a little pain in her heart. Ever since he ascended the throne as the emperor, the tiredness between the brows and the corners of his eyes has always been hard to hide. If it was in the past, even if it filled the whole room, according to his temperament, he might not even look at it.
"Do you feel sorry for me?" Zongzheng Wuyou saw her flashing eyes and guessed her thoughts. He turned around to hold her body, with a little smirk in his eyes.
Man Yao glanced at him reproachfully, and pushed him towards the table, "Get down to business! There are so many papers! When will it be approved?"
Zongzheng Wuyou was pushed to sit down by her, seeing that she was about to turn around and leave, he quickly grabbed her, "Aren't you going to help?" He knew what she was thinking, and he couldn't give her a reason to leave.
Manyao squinted at him, he'd counted on her so soon! She didn't sleep last night, and now she's a little sleepy, and was about to refuse, but when she saw the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, the blue eye bags under the eyelids, and thought that he was tortured by the severe pain last night and also stayed up all night, her heart suddenly softened, and she obeyed him sat down beside him.
Zongzheng Wuyou asked someone to prepare a pot of tea, and then sent everyone out of the garden of Qingfeng Pavilion.
The fragrance of the plum trees in the garden lingers, and with the breeze coming through the window, it fills the quiet space. The freshly brewed hot tea in the house rises with a light white mist, winding and spreading in the air like smoke. The indoor tea fragrance is overflowing, blended with plum fragrance, intoxicating.
Man Yao sorted out the memorials, separated them according to the severity of the events and the urgency of the content, and neatly arranged them in front of him. Just reading it once made her feel dizzy, and it was not until the afternoon that she finished sorting it out. After sitting for several hours, her waist was sore and she felt very tired. She raised her eyebrows and turned to look at him.
Some people say that men who work hard have an unparalleled unique charm, which is indeed true. Looking at it from this angle, Zongzheng Wuyou's elegant and firm facial contours are like the perfect work left by God on the world with the magic ax pen. His eyebrows are like sword edges, the bridge of his nose is straight, and the slightly raised phoenix With a focused expression in his eyes, the corners of his lips were slightly pursed. She couldn't help but think of the time when she saw him, he was carried up to the morning hall and fell asleep, how arrogant and domineering he was at that time, as if no one in the whole world could get into his eyes, let alone into his heart . But now... She leaned her elbows on the table, looked at him with her head half clenched, immersed in distant memories.
Zongzheng Wuyou let out a deep breath after reviewing the urgent memorial that she had sorted out, and tilted his head to meet her confused eyes. He turned his eyes, and suddenly moved his face closer, the evil light in his eyes suddenly glowed .
A handsome face suddenly magnified in front of her eyes, she was startled, and suddenly regained her senses. The eyes of the two meet in the air, the mystery like a secluded pool meets the clarity of a clear spring above, the affection flowing in the eyes is like countless threads of silk, entwined and inseparable. The tip of his nose was almost touching hers, and the two of them could clearly feel each other's panting one after another.
Man Yao suddenly panicked, feeling as if she was caught peeping at others and was caught on the spot. She hurriedly stood up and backed away and wanted to open the door to go out. Zongzheng Wuyou reacted quickly and threw away the vermilion pen in her hand. As soon as he stretched out his arm at that moment, he caught her back in his arms, and his low and deep voice whispered in her ear: "Where are you going?"
His breath was warm, and when it blew on her face, there was a tickling sensation, which made her face hot. She wanted to turn her head to avoid it, but he didn't allow it, and pinched her chin with one hand, just enough strength. She was forced to just look at him directly, not understanding what he was going to do, and she was doing fine just now, why did she suddenly grab her? She struggled a bit, Zongzheng Wuyou raised his eyebrows, looked at her carefully, and asked, "Where are you going?"
He seemed to be particularly worried that she would leave today. Deep down, he was afraid that she would find a reason to escape the night he said? She was indeed a little scared and uneasy, after all, that experience made people feel fearful, but she also knew that she couldn't escape like this, an emperor couldn't have no heirs, it would only make it difficult for him to face the crowd... Yao calmed down, stopped struggling, and said softly, "I'm not going anywhere, you hurry up and do your work, there are still a lot of papers to be approved." Her bright red lips parted and closed slightly between the words, as if As attractive as cherries soaked in dew, his heart fluttered, and he suddenly missed the kiss in the morning very much. He glanced at the memorial on the table from the corner of his eye, and gritted his teeth: "No approval!"
As she spoke, her arms lifted her slender waist vigorously, and their bodies were immediately pressed tightly together. Through the clothes, she could almost feel the temperature of his skin suddenly becoming hot. She instantly understood his mind at the moment from the sudden change in his eyes and the reaction of his body, she was startled, didn't it mean night? In broad daylight, could he be...? She hurriedly pushed him hard, but was held tightly by him, unable to move at all, she frowned and cried: "Wuyou..." But before she could cry out, it was already drowned in his mouth.
His kiss came rushing in like a storm, as if he was dissatisfied with her struggle and punished her. His lips and tongue forcefully pried open her white teeth, found her lilac tongue, and desperately absorbed the charm that fascinated him so much. fragrance.
The fiery lips invaded the delicate red lips fiercely, and her body couldn't help but go limp, where she still had no strength to struggle, she wanted to push away his hand and tightly grasped his skirt, panting, she couldn't help but let out a "wow" , hit his heart directly, and the stimulation made the man more violent and frenzied.
He didn't seem to care about anything else, he eagerly hugged her and turned around to push her against the wall, the strength between his lips and teeth only increased, the temperature of their skin rose sharply, it was so hot that they seemed to melt each other. He couldn't wait to put his hand into the hem of his clothes and hold the soft firmness. She panted softly. Such a familiar feeling reminded her of a time at a hot spring pool. Sometimes he was gentle like water, and sometimes he was charming and seductive. The well-set trap eventually became his. Looking back now, I really feel all kinds of flavors in my heart, bitter beyond words.
At that time, she didn't know that he was using deceit, and she was immersed in sweetness, and he didn't know that his tenderness was true, and he only wanted to succeed in his scheme. That's why there were all kinds of hardships later. After she was injured, she sealed her heart and turned a blind eye to his affairs. But he understood his heart and let go of his feelings, and from then on he was only for her.
From the moment he returned, it was doomed to be entangled between them. In Qingliang Lake, he came down like a god to save her life; at the concubine selection banquet, he stood up for her without any scruples; Fu Liuyuan conceded to her in a game of chess; A pack of wolves; outside the Xuande Palace, she gave up the country at her fingertips, surrendered to his enemies, shared her humiliation, was imprisoned for several days with iron chains piercing her bones... , she couldn't even imagine such a proud person How is it done? To break his pride is more cruel than to kill him! And the white-haired young man who suffered a night of hell-like pain at the cost of losing ten years of life rewarded her with a sore nose, and tears flowed down. It turned out that he had done so much for her before he knew it. ? What should she do to repay his sea-like affection
Crystal tears flowed down, Zongzheng Wuyou only felt the salty wetness between his lips, when he opened his eyes, he saw that her face was covered with tears. He suddenly panicked, stopped his movements quickly, and closed her open skirt, secretly hating himself for his eagerness! His hands are like a face, his eyes are full of guilt and distress, and he is a little flustered. For him, facing her tears is more uncomfortable than facing the civil and military censure of the court, or even facing a million troops. A hundred times, in the face of the latter two, he can remain calm and calm, but her tears can easily defeat him, leaving him at a loss.
He wiped her tears indiscriminately, panicked, and hastily apologized softly: "Aman... Aman, I'm sorry! I'm in a hurry! Don't cry, I promise I won't force you in the future!"
Man Yao was stunned, seeing his anxious face, she knew that he had misunderstood, she looked down at his hands eagerly pulling her clothes together, suddenly she couldn't laugh or cry.
Seeing her bowing her head, Zongzheng Wuyou was even more convinced that she was afraid of intercourse because of psychological shadows. He sighed in his heart, reached out to wipe her tears, and said softly: "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid."
His downcast eyes couldn't hide the sadness, and they didn't escape her eyes. She grabbed his arm, hugged his waist tightly with her hands, raised her face, bit her lip, and wanted to say that she was not because of his touch. Touched and shed tears, but she has always been an introverted person, and she can't always say these words. Her lips moved, and she said softly after a while: "Wuyou, I, I...
There was endless pity in Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes, and his slender fingers gently stroked the delicate and smooth skin on her face, and thoughtfully said: "You don't need to say, I understand."
"No, she... Her eyes didn't know where to look for a moment.
Zongzheng accepted without worry. Said: "Don't worry about me, I'm fine."
Seeing that he was immersed in her own understanding, but she couldn't explain it clearly, she felt a little anxious, closed her eyes, and simply said nothing, directly raised her hand to hook his neck vigorously, stood on tiptoe and followed him. His lips kissed up.
Zongzheng Wuyou's body froze suddenly, and he froze on the spot. She closed her eyes and kissed him, and seeing that he didn't respond, she frowned and opened a slit secretly, and saw that he was staring at her with his big phoenix eyes, as if he was looking at the sun rising from the west. Looking at her eyes, she stopped her movements immediately, her face seemed to be on fire, and she turned red all of a sudden. This person is usually very smart, why is he so dull now! She took the initiative like this, why didn't he respond at all? She quickly let go of his lips, wanting to escape, but she forgot that she was still in his arms, where can she retreat
Zongzheng Wuyou came back to his senses, she kissed him on his own initiative? ! What does this mean? She doesn't resist him? So why is she crying
His scorching gaze was fixed on her eyes, trying to find the answer from there, but he couldn't see anything other than annoyance and shyness. He was a little confused. She was like this... is she willing or not
"Aman..." He observed her carefully, and carefully worded his words.
His fiery eyes made her heart beat wildly, Man Yao knew what he wanted to ask, she turned her face away, and whispered: "It's daytime now. I, I'm not ready yet."
Zongzheng Wuyou was stunned for a moment, looking at her blushing cheeks, his mind raced quickly, recalling her previous reaction and all the words she said just now. Soon he was sure that he might have misunderstood her meaning, his eyes were bright, he gave a smirk, and asked, "What do you want to prepare?"
Man Yao faltered and said: "I... I just uttered the word "I" when his lips and tongue attacked again. With unspeakable excitement and surprise, he swallowed the note from her mouth. Before she had time to scream, Already dizzy, his body was turned by an unknown number of degrees, and when he turned over, he knocked down the memorials that were piled high on the table, and the memorials fell down, and some of them were scattered on the ground in a mess.
"Hmm... memorial...!" she yelled vaguely.
Zongzheng Wuyou said without hesitation: "Don't worry about it." He opened his eyes and glanced at the table piled with memorials, impatient in his heart, waved his sleeves, and heard a sound of hula, and the memorials on the table were immediately spread out. It's all over the place. She was startled, and wailed: "Ah! Don't!" She had worked so hard for several hours to tidy up, but with a wave of his hand, all her previous efforts were wasted!
Zongzheng Wuyou ignored her resistance, bent over and picked her up, put her on the table, and went to undress her. She was stunned, right here
Before she recovered her senses, her snow-white skin was already exposed to the air. She panicked and wanted to stop his movements, "Wuyou, it's broad daylight... not here! Ah" she was talking, but he had already bent over. The waist domineeringly swallowed the white powder on her chest, she took a deep breath, trembled all over, arched her body unconsciously, and screamed uncontrollably. She was so ashamed that she couldn't bear it, she turned her face away quickly, afraid of being seen by him.
Zongzheng Wuyou laughed softly, as if he was very satisfied with her shyness. He quickly removed the thorny clothes, and instead attacked her small and white earlobe, he laughed and blew: "It's good here!" She was speechless for a moment.
His movements are sometimes domineering and sometimes gentle, making her unable to breathe. The sweeping passionate kisses covered her soft body every inch of her body, as if to soothe her anxiety. In meticulous conditioning, but has not been restored to its former state. At this moment, Zongzheng Wuyou exhausted all his thoughts, suppressed his frenzied desire, slowed down his movements, and soothed her wounded heart.
No one knew how grateful he was that her hair turned white at that moment, and that she brought back his sanity in time, so that he didn't have to bear the pain of killing his beloved one! At that moment, I am afraid that the darkness of the whole world could not match the fear that enveloped his heart! And just remembering this kind of fear makes you tremble. There was an indescribable feeling in her heart, which was caused by a variety of emotions mixed together, such as tension, fear, struggle, pain..., and Qing Yu and gratitude. At this moment, she also clearly felt the same struggle in the The complex emotions in his heart, and that kind of emotion, made her heart ache. He is such a powerful and conceited man, in front of her, he is like her god, omnipresent and omnipotent. He never talks about his pain, never shows his vulnerability, but that doesn't mean he doesn't! She got up and raised her hand to caress his handsome face, panting and kissing her soft lips. She wanted to convey the endless love in her heart to the love of her life through this kiss.
Seeing her gentle response, Zongzheng Wuyou's originally delicate and continuous kiss gradually became hot and violent. He called her name vaguely, one by one, as if the only way to prove that his beloved woman was in his arms. Listening to his call, her heart surged, and she gradually indulged her loss in his wild and wanton kiss.
The two bodies that are tightly pressed together are as hot as fire, and the heart is like boiling water, as if it is about to burn.
His tender kiss moved away from her lips, biting her snow-white nape, bringing out a burst of panting. His kiss went all the way, igniting a series of intense sparks on her body... "
The air is full of ambiguous factors, slowly spreading. His heavy breathing rose and fell in her ears, and the heat of his breath burned her skin.
Her pale face was stained with circles of blush, and her eyes were blurred with inexplicable anxiety and longing. His eyes became deeper and deeper, and he no longer held back.
The numbness brought by the friction of the body was mixed with subtle tingling pain. She bit her lip and kept silent, feeling his pause, as if waiting for her to adapt. She opened her eyes and saw the enduring pain in his bewildered eyes, her heart tightened, and she hugged his neck tightly as if making up her mind, trying to cater to his movements. After a moment, he couldn't bear it any longer, and supported her waist and rushed straight to the deepest part of her body.
She trembled uncontrollably, but refused to flinch. The violent penetration made her take a breath, but she also had unspeakable joy.
The clear tingling pain accompanied by the trembling feeling reaching the apex of her heart made her almost faint. She gritted her teeth and endured silently. In the end, during his domineering and ferocious abuse, the pain gradually disappeared, replaced by waves of intense frenzy""
She clasped him tightly with both hands, and pierced the skin of his back with her fingertips. In the extreme, her mind was blank for a while, and she was suddenly afraid that she would faint again.
In the consciousness, after one coma, after waking up, he faced his completely different indifference after being gentle; after the second coma, after waking up, he faced severe physical and mental pain, deep-seated hatred, and panic about his unknown life and death. This time, she used all her consciousness to force herself not to close her eyes. She was afraid that if she closed her eyes, after waking up, all the happiness would become a dream.
Zongzheng Wuyou panted and leaned over her, as if he had read her mind, he grabbed her hand, and kissed her lightly on the lips with great pity, "Sleep, I'm here." His voice was magnetic The voice is low and hoarse, gentle yet firm, which makes people feel extra at ease. She smiled, winking in his arms.
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