It is the middle of winter, and the snow is in full bloom in Luoyang. It is lighter than catkins and heavier than frost. Jianjian flutters across the pink wall and beaded curtains are scattered across the world. The carriage slowly runs over the ground, making a rustling noise. It stopped with a steady sound, through the gap in the car curtain, but saw a lot of people standing outside the gate of the Zhongzhou Wangfu, the driver and the boy in front of the car jumped off, and hit the leader of the crowd neatly, "I've seen you before. Lord."
The man was dressed in a vermilion brocade robe, and he was very eye-catching in the icy sky and snow with low lead clouds. However, his complexion is as carved as carved, his eyes are dark and radiant, and his hands and feet are made to cut poetry into divine jade and bone.
"Where's Xiao'er?" But seeing him nodding slightly, he said in a deep voice.
Eminem sitting next to me hurriedly picked up the sleeping Xiaoer and walked out of the carriage. When the man took the Xiaoer from Eminem's hand, his expression was instantly soft, like the winter snow entering the spring breeze, so warm that I was instantly lost. God, let your heart melt. It wasn't until the group of people walked away into the deep house of the high gate, and a maid from the palace came into the car to get a package for Xiao'er, and I was shocked and returned to my soul.
The maid, however, covered her lips with a smirk, and said with a face full of strangeness: "This sister must be seeing the prince for the first time, right? Any girl's family will lose their souls when they see our prince for the first time."
Uh…
Being called "sister" by such a little girl of seventeen or eighteen makes my old face a little uneasy, and I was about to correct her when the maid said softly, "However, the most precious daughter of the prefect in Luoyang city is. Down to the dancing maid of the palace, there is no one who doesn't miss the prince, my sister should stop thinking about it as soon as possible, don't think about it."
Uh…
"Is your younger sister the servant of the prince?" This maid probably saw me dressed up and down and speculated, but her voice was a bit louder, which caused the person who had already gone far with Xiao'er to look back abruptly.
I shook my head again and again in a hurry, then I thought about it and nodded again.
A month ago, the Shen family received a letter from the Zhongzhou Wangfu, which was written by the deacon of the Wangfu, saying that Wangye was longing for his son and longed for his son. He hoped that he would be able to gather in Luoyang with his beloved son for a few months in a year. After I received the letter, my mind was disturbed, and I decided to send Xiao'er to the north in person. I didn't know what was in my heart... Maybe I just wanted to take another look at him, but what if I took another look? Although he calculated that the Shen family came first, but I betrayed him later, and completely overthrew his easy-to-find throne... Pei Yanzhen's chilling look before he was struck by Song Xiyuan is still in front of me... How can I face him again...
"Is it true or not?" the heartless girl asked persistently.
The man in the distance swept his gaze lightly and then retracted it. I should have been glad that he couldn't see me with his eyes, but for some reason, there was a sense of disappointment in my heart, and I nodded to the maid in a strange way as an admission.
In this way, I temporarily stayed in the palace. I was the only one who didn't dare to speak, for fear that the moment I made a sound, he would hear the clue. At that time, everyone in the Prince Regent's mansion was captured, and even Zhanyue was placed under house arrest outside the capital. Therefore, no one in the Zhongzhou Royal Mansion today recognizes me, and everyone above and below treats me as Xiao'er's personal maid, and someone who can listen but can't speak. the dumb. Even though Xiao'er is small, her mind is so exquisite and clear that she will never expose me.
Xiao'er and I are with me every day, and I can't help seeing Pei Yanzhen. Fortunately, he can't see it at all. Otherwise, I would not have lived in the palace so peacefully.
However, after staying for two days, I discovered that more than half of the people in the Zhongzhou Wangfu are women, and all of them are young and beautiful. The King of Zhongzhou is a romantic prince who likes to search for beauties.
For example, when he is eating now, there are five or six beautiful maids standing behind him. All of them are succulent and graceful. They stand in a row. They are really beautiful and delicious. On the table are exquisite delicacies. Much darker than that.
If the prince can see it, I don't know what the situation is in his heart.
I unknowingly cast my eyes on him, scrutinizing it carefully.
But seeing his indifferent expression, even though he was eating, there was no trace of fireworks around his eyes and brows, but he was like a fairy outside the Great Wall.
I saw him about to touch a cup of tea, but I saw that he was eating more and more slowly, and a faintly suspicious pale pink slowly climbed up along the base of his ear, dyeing the full earlobe completely. I can't help but wonder, why is he blushing after eating a meal
Before I could think about it, I saw his pair of chopsticks stretched out and landed on a fish. This fish... I saw that it was a crucian carp!
When I returned to my senses, my right hand was stretched out and firmly pressed against the back of his hand.
But when I saw him turning back in doubt, I was embarrassed for a while, fearing that he would be suspicious, so I wrote on the back of his hand with my finger: "There is a thorn."
Before waiting for him to speak, the maid behind him seemed to be annoyed, and hurriedly said: "This is the son's personal maid, who came from the Shen family. She is mute and can't speak. I hope your lord will forgive me."
He nodded, and the light pink smeared over his ears and spread vertically to his cheeks. After a moment of silence, he heard a slight cough, and my subordinate pulled out his hand and stretched out to another dish. At this time, I realized that I had just In fact, the same girl who is thinking of spring has been holding his hand in the palm of his hand, and he can't complain that his face is so unnatural.
I quickly retracted my hand like lightning. The corners of the eyes of the maids waiting around were snickering, making me very embarrassed. I wanted to turn around and leave, but the scene where he accidentally swallowed the fishbone last time is still in front of me. After all, he couldn't let it go, so he had to stay cheeky, took a pair of chopsticks and quietly picked out all the thorns in the fish for him.
The chef of the Zhongzhou palace is definitely not a worry-free cook. He doesn't know how to be considerate of their prince, and he cooks the fish every day. Any fish with a lot of bones will be served with any kind of fish. In January, I almost dislocated my fingers.
In my name, I was Xiao'er's personal maid, but in fact I thought I was the prince's personal maid. The King of Zhongzhou reminded me not to be too smooth, it's just right.
When he eats fish, I pick thorns; when he admires the moon, I serve tea; when he listens to the wind, I put on clothes.
I don't know how it got into this situation...
Until the eve of the Lantern Festival, an imperial edict accompanied by a dozen beautiful dancers came to the palace of Zhongzhou. Enjoying it together, the joy of being alone is not as good as the joy of the crowd. Today, all of them will be sent to the palace of the king of Zhongzhou. May the two beauties of the king of Zhongzhou complement each other.
A very meaningful speech. The dancers also spared no effort in showing off their dancing skills. The willows and water snakes had charming and enchanting eyes, and the graceful streamers brushed the prince's cheeks from time to time, dancing and jumping almost to sit on the prince's thighs.
But seeing Pei Yanzhen frowning a pair of long eyebrows slightly, and occasionally reaching out to touch his forehead, his expression is mysterious and difficult to tell whether he is happy or angry. The lotus arm wrapped around the back of the woman's neck was neatly peeled off, and her movements were detached but elegant.
I was sitting on the side and was ordered to help him pour tea. I thought that Xiaoer was still young, and I couldn’t let these romantic concubines contaminate my eyes. Therefore, before the table was halfway through, I covered Xiaoer’s eyes and slapped him. He turned around and quietly led him away from the table. When I was about to leave, I only had one thought: the fish in the past month might not be as good as feeding the cat.
Xiao'er is a child after all, and it didn't take a moment for me to fall asleep, but I couldn't sleep well, so I put on my clothes and stood in front of the window. I heard the voices of people outside the hospital, and I followed the sound, but I saw a soft knock on the door of Pei Yanzhen's room on the opposite side, and there was a beautiful The figure flashed in and couldn't tell who it was. My heart skipped a beat, it's better to be a bad person if you're so sneaky...
I followed closely and went in. After seeing the situation in the back room, I felt the thunder bursting straight towards the door.
As it turns out, I was clearly overthinking it. Imprinted in the eyes is a woman's jade body lying on the bed, the light gauze curtain is barely covering her body, when I heard the sound of pushing the door, I feared that the master was coming. Blurred, in an instant, the whole room was overflowing with spring emotions. If it weren't for me being a woman, any man who sees this situation would probably have gone half way first. Taking a closer look, isn't this woman the head dancer who just led the dance
At this point, I just realized the meaning of the sentence "May the King of Zhongzhou and the beautiful and beautiful women complement each other."
"Deceiving Kangxi"
Men are really ugly.
I calmly looked at the Hengchen dance girl, shook my head and turned to go out, "Unfortunately, he can't see it."
The woman behind her smiled frivolously and said provocatively, "It doesn't matter if you don't see it, you can taste it."
Cough cough... I stroked my chest and said in my heart "I am not angry, I am not angry, I am not angry..." while stepping out the door.
He went back to the house and stood under the window. After a while, he saw the King of Zhongzhou stepping on the moonlight and turning out from the end of the corridor, followed by three or two beautiful maids behind him. Wang alone pushed the door and entered.
A cup of tea, past...
A stick of incense, past...
A jug of wine, past...
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and all sounds are silent. The world is as black as crows.
I wondered whether I should pour him a cup of night tea to moisten his throat now that I am the lord's personal maid. Thinking of this, I naturally pushed the door and walked in.
It's just, I never thought that in the interior, not only is there not the fragrance and beauty that I expected, but under the bright and cold moon, it is a bit lonely and desolate. The beautiful dancing girl disappeared, only to see the lord facing inward and putting his clothes on the side of the bed, with his back to the door of the wing room. Being returned to the cold, thought to be frozen by the cold night air, Pei Yanzhen curled up slightly, and the back view made people feel an indescribable desolation.
My heart softened, I poured a cup of tea and gently placed it on the bedside. I was about to call him up to drink tea, and I covered the quilt for him, but I lowered my head unexpectedly, and saw a rouge mark on the outer shoulder of his moon-white blouse. . Immediately, a fiery anger jumped up from the bottom of my heart, and it went straight up to my forehead. With a "dang" sound, I put the teacup on the table and turned to go, but I heard a shallow groan from behind me. When he turned back, he saw that he had turned over, and he was about to fall to the foot of the bed.
I stepped forward, reached out to grab his arm, and lifted him up, but he showed no sign of awake at all. He leaned heavily on my arm as I supported him, his lips pursed slightly, as if he was suffering. Like an aggrieved child, I stretched out my hand to push him, but he grabbed his hand and put it on his chest, turning him around and pressing him under him.
I struggled for a while, but I couldn't break free, but instead made the two of them fit closer together, every inch and every inch of the line was like a lock. under the breath. But he felt that his breathing was gradually sinking, and a pair of dark eyes suddenly opened under the moon, filled with blurred mist, and slowly pressed down, caught by such a pair of eyes, his mind was like a drift away. Lopsided…
When a slight cool breath climbed into my chest in the midst of a raging fire, I suddenly woke up from the indulgent gap, looked down, and saw that my clothes were all messy, and the man was lying on my naked skin, burying his head. The shallow pouring and slow slamming around my neck meanders all the way down. It seems to be deliberate in the soft place, slowing down and slowing down, lingering in the mouth repeatedly, causing the soles of the feet to tremble and itching, and curl up uncontrollably inward.
In the chaos, his mind was dizzy and heavy, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't grasp the clue, tried his best to keep his face away, and a bright red jumped into his eyes. , is still bright, and immediately, anger arises from the heart, I don't know where the brute force comes from, and a reversal will push him back under the body.
I straddled his waist, pinned his legs with both knees, grabbed his wrists, grabbed a silk sash and rudely tied his wrists to the head of the bed.
He seemed to be shocked by my sudden counterattack. He lost his mind for a moment, and instinctively resisted. After being brutally suppressed by me, he stopped struggling the next moment, and just lay quietly or even a little obediently under me, letting it be I fiddled with the binding, and my eyes were wrapped around me for a moment, and it was deep and intense with my movements.
After I made sure to tie his wrists firmly, I freed up my hand to take the cold tea from the side and poured it on his shoulder. I reached out and grabbed the bright red and rubbed it under my hands. Immediately, I saw the color Slowly receding under my hands fruitfully, I let out a sigh of slight satisfaction.
Hearing the sound, I heard the man laughing muffled under me, and the smile vibrated slightly in my chest, causing my body to rise and fall slightly. The tea was drenched in large swaths, and the soaked cloth was snugly delineating the slack in his shoulders, neck, and chest, making people blushing. I took off the wet blouse at once, lowered my head and bit his chest with my canine teeth. I felt him jolt gently and uncontrollably under my teeth.
I don't know why, being shaken by him like this, I actually felt a bit of a triumphant return, and I didn't think about how he, a martial artist and a swordsman, could easily be captured and subdued under me. At this moment, sitting majestically on the war horse like a general, looking down at all living beings, I raised my head and licked my sharp canine teeth with the tip of my tongue with satisfaction. .
But when I saw his eyes tightened immediately, my heart swept through the unknown for a moment, and the future was turned upside down before I could escape. After a suffocating dizziness, I was turned over like a dragon, and I was restrained by him again. Prisoner.
I couldn't help but panic for a while. I clearly remembered wrapping his wrist several times and tying it to the head of the bed with a few dead knots. When he broke free, he didn't realize it...
Condescendingly, he "looked" me over from head to toe, with a seductive smile on his lips, and the next moment, he leaned down, rubbed the tip of his tongue over every inch of my skin, and whispered in his mouth: "Remember, If you can kiss, don't bite, you can lick..." He buried his head in my chest and swallowed the softness into his mouth a little bit. I exhaled a sigh of surprise, but he still didn't let it go. On the other hand, he used the tip of his tongue to brush lightly over the small bulge, and licked around the surroundings, "If you can use licking, don't use kissing."
I vaguely felt that something was wrong, but such a situation could no longer allow me to think about it. Every part of my body was captured and manipulated by him, melted in the dark night, and then squeezed in his hands by him. remodeling...