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"Well." His voice was still with a slight dullness, his eyes were bright, and he slowly moved down, looking at the red marks on her slender neck, which was an unrestrained lingering mark yesterday.

She saw a flash of bright light in his eyes, and the familiar scorching breath came straight to her face. She subconsciously closed the quilt into the bed, but did not want the quilt to be mostly on her side. With a pull, the man was completely exposed to the air, naked.

Both were stunned.

The man's chest is wide and strong, the skin is firm and healthy with a honey-colored luster, and the body lines are firm and perfect, extending from the waist to the slender legs ...

She looked at him so straightly, and when she came back, Qingli's cheeks swelled like a fire. She intuitively pulled up the quilt and covered her head, she didn't see anyone!

It's a pity that the man on the opposite side would not let her go so easily. Zong Zheng lifted the quilt without worry, and the quilt flew out and was thrown on the carpet.

She was suddenly shocked: "You, what do you ...?"

Zongzheng glanced at Fenghuang's eyes and looked at the woman's exquisite charming body. The light in his eyes became deeper and deeper, and he grinned, "This is fair."

He gave him a sideways glance, busyly leaning up, covering his chest with both hands, and shouting, "Cold ... Ah!"

He lifted her arm, dragged her over, turned over and pressed her, looking at her eyes, he solemnly declared: "I am your quilt!" Saying bowing down is a mad kiss, neither hands Idle, she exclaimed, bearing passively, her more sensitive body trembled under his hands.

She wants to faint and forget it, it's big day again!

After lingering, she was lying in that big mouth, panting, feeling weak and weak, and didn't even want to move her fingers. However, the man on his body still looked full of energy, staring at her with scorching eyes, a smile that couldn't hide from the corners of his eyebrows, and the evil charm was open.

She rolled her eyes and looked at the roof, looking at everything around her, just not looking at him.

Zongzheng turned around and lay flat beside her, intertwined with her fingers, and issued a gentle sigh, comforting and satisfied.

She felt his satisfaction and couldn't help raising her lips, her heart was soaked in honey. The light in her eyes flowed, and she looked at the bright sunshine outside her window. Then she remembered one thing. She turned her face and asked, "You didn't go early today?"

Zong Zheng answered lazily without worry, "Last night issued a decree to stop for three days."

Man wondered: "Why?"

Zong Zheng turned his face without worry, and smiled, "For the Prince."

"Prince?" He wondered, why didn't she know when she had set up the prince? She frowned and turned around to see a smile of evil charm catching the narrow corner of her mouth. She suddenly realized that she had forgotten the usual calm restraint, turned over and banged on his chest, but he caught him and pressed him. As soon as she was struggling, his body was stiff, his voice was low, and his voice was bitten in her earlobes. He warned, "If you don't want to come back again, just stay quiet."

She lay on his body obediently, and did not dare to move, even panting carefully.

After a while, his chest trembled, and she looked up in confusion, seeing a smile in his eyes, and she laughed extremely well. She froze and was played again? !!

Suddenly annoyed, he turned up to sit up and got out of bed to get dressed. Zongzheng quickly grabbed her from behind and placed her arms around her waist, tightly, not letting go. His head rested on her neck, and she looked anxious and helpless as she couldn't break free. He smiled lowly, "Angry?"

In this way, he seems to have returned to the time when they were away from the palace, sometimes evil spirits were let go, and occasionally teased her, completely unlike the solitary or gentle sectarianism in these two years. Probably understood her mind, and let go, no longer careful as before.

She said sullenly: "It's time to let go, what time is it in bed?"

He raised an eyebrow and said, "Afraid! Who dares chew the tongue!"

She glanced back at him, and lowered her eyes to see a brown mark on the side of his right waist, the size of two coins, and a strange shape. She probed slightly and wanted to see. The shape is a bit like a dragon, but it is not exactly like it. It is like a flying dragon that is leaping into the sky. It has a head and a tail, but only half of it is very strange. She couldn't help asking: "What's this on your waist? Is it a birthmark?"

Zong Zheng's eyes changed slightly, and he let go and nodded "En".

Freedom was free, he got out of bed to get dressed, picked up his shirt and threw it at him, and asked casually, "The shape is strange. Where did the other half go?"

Zongzheng's worry-free dressing motion slightly, lowering his eyelids, "I don't know. After looking for more than ten years, there is no clue."

She was slightly surprised, and she just asked casually, but she didn't expect to have another half. She picked up the curtain curtain and hooked it with Ujin's barb before asking, "Do you still have a brother?"

The man behind said, "I'm not sure if it's male or female."

Don't even know if it's a man or a woman! "Why?" She turned around and sat down in doubt, holding her arm naturally.

Zongzheng said calmly and calmly: "My mother gave birth to two sons and suffered a heavy coma for three days. When she woke up, one of them was a dead baby. She was distraught and found the dead baby's body. The birthmark she had seen before she was unconscious, so she didn't believe it was her child! But where did the child go? "

Has it been dropped? Who has that courage and who has that ability in the palace? For so many years, the child is alive or dead! Manyu felt that although he had no waves, he was not at peace. She reached out to hold his hand, and said quietly, "Is your father not there?"

Zong Zheng frowned and said, "The three kings rebelled, and he met the enemy outside the city."

Man whispered, "The mother-in-law ..."

"Dead. All the people concerned disappeared overnight after the dead baby was known." Zong Zheng's worry-free eyes were cold and he later said: "It was later found that the night before my mother gave birth, the mother-in-law had seen it privately. The **** in the Queen's Palace. "

Man frowned and said, "You mean ... this matter is related to Fu Zhao's mother? Why did she do that?"

"It's a long story, and I'll tell you slowly later." Zong Zheng took her hand to her feet and asked someone to come in and wait for them to freshen up.

The capital of Beijing at the end of November was icy and snowy.

On this day, there was no cloud in the sky, and the sun shone on the snow on both sides of the road, reflecting the harsh cold white light, covering the already cold palace.

The young emperor of the Northern Dynasty walked on the road of silence and deep palace in the early dynasty. His face was silent, expressionless, a bright yellow dragon robe, showing the supreme dignity. The long twelve crowns on his forehead blocked his young but With vicissitudes of eyes, the eyes projected through Mianyu are the sharpness that belongs to an emperor. After hiding in Mianyu, what others cannot see is the deep silence that does not match their age.

The cold winter wind swelled his robes and fluttered with his heavy steps. He walked alone in front of him, no one stood beside him, and behind him were slaves who frowned.

He returned to the Royal Study Room, not watching the mountain-like memorials on the Royal Case, but first bypassed the screen and entered the inner room.

When a new maid in the inner room was cleaning the house, she saw a small pot of strangely shaped flowers in the center of the carved bed. She was weird, wasn't this bed used by His Majesty to rest? Why are there such things here? She was curious for a moment, and looked up, and the dark red, black, flower-like and leaf-like things aroused her interest. She reached out and touched it lightly.

"What are you doing?" A deep, angry voice came from behind the maid, shocking her, her fingertips accidentally driving a corner of the leaf, leaving a slight crease. She didn't care about it either, and suddenly turned back, and saw the emperor she dreamed of seeing. Stuck for a while and forgot to salute.

The young emperor glanced over her, looking at the pots and flowers on the bed, and saw the black leaves showing signs of damage. He stared coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Who would you let you mess around?"

The maid returned to her consciousness and realized that she had made a big mistake. She was so frightened that her knees fell on her knees, and she immediately hoeed her head and said, "Slave the slave, slave the slave!"

"You **** it! Come here," he yelled coldly, and the guards and minions outside the royal study answered the house, seeing the emperor's poor face, and hurriedly kneeling for the emperor's will.

Zong Zheng glanced at them without asking and asked, "Who arranged this palace girl?"

The **** of the Royal Shufang Supervisor was horrified, and immediately realized that the maid was in trouble. He busted his head and said, "If you return to your majesty, the original maid has got the cold for two days, and the slave was afraid that she would pass it to her lord, but she couldn't find it for a while. The right replacement picked a smart one from the newcomer ... "

"Drag it." Zong Zheng didn't wait for him to finish, and gave an order. Since becoming emperor, his temper has become more elusive. He squinted and scared the faceless palace maid, and said, "Drag her down too, so that I won't let my uncle see them."