Wen Yin was carried back to the Palace of Harmony by Zhu Jing with a calm face.

When she left the hall, she was still energetic, but when she came back, she was so frustrated by him that she was still feeling weak and her abdomen was still smuggled and uncomfortable.

Zhu Jing placed her on the couch and ordered someone to bring warm soup over.

"Take it away, I won't drink it!" Wen Yin waved his hand and knocked down the soup bowl he handed it down.

Bang! The soup bowl fell to the ground and splashed the medicine juice.

She was half leaning against the quilt in the couch, thinking of his almost inhumane vomiting method before, and while her belly was churning, she couldn't help but say, "To be honest, I don't know what the emperor is upset at this moment.

, Is it expensive to use the things in Jingren Palace? I can't use them, or I can't use them? I can't use the things in Jingren Palace? Whether the former or the latter, the emperor doesn't think it's ridiculous? After all, the six palaces should be as close as a family

Is it? The emperor usually says that I am unreasonable, and I will return these four words to the emperor!"

Zhu Jing did not dissatisfied with these disrespectful words. He did not respond to this, but only took the silk handkerchief handed by the palace servant and wiped the medicine splashed on the back of his hand. His voice was silent and he ordered someone to serve the bowl again.

The medicine comes.

The palace servant cleaned up the house and stepped down. Soon after, he brought in another bowl of soup and medicine.

After taking the soup bowl, he waved his hands coldly to the outside, and all the people in the inner bedroom came out one after another.

The room fell silent again.

Wen Yin moved his eyes, and his eyes moved up from the bowl of medicine in his strong finger bones to the cold and jun face that he was not able to distinguish his emotions.

"If you need me to drink it, you should drink it yourself."

He asked, not showing his face, but this tone was already a sign of anger.

Wen Yin didn't care about his intimidation. She shook the quilt and was about to lie down to rest.

Zhu Jing held the medicine bowl and bent his knees on the bed. Wen Yin touched the jade pillow next to her and was about to fall over.

He strangled her wrist with one hand, and the medicine bowl leaned against his lips and put the medicine juice on his throat. He put the bowl on the edge of the bed and pinched her face and pressed her over. She slapped him hard, and she choked her soon after she couldn't swallow.

tear.

When her lips and teeth were separated, she stroking her chest and coughing, while glaring at him with red eyes, and her breath was still filled with anger, "If you are sick, go and treat me quickly, what should I do!"

Zhu Jing raised his sleeve and rubbed the medicine juice choked on her lips. After a moment, Fang Shuang raised his eyes.

"I'm really trying to bother you? Isn't you trying to bother me on purpose?"

He looked at her, speaking very slowly, his eyes as sharp as if he could look directly at people's hearts, as if all the thoughts of others would be hidden in front of him.

Wen Yin did not hide or dodge and met his sight, and her beautiful eyebrows showed a little sarcastic sarcasm, "It turns out that I went to other palaces as a guest. In the eyes of the emperor, I was just tormenting the emperor. Let me guess why, but because the emperor also

I don’t think that the six palaces can live in harmony, right?”

Faced with his silence, she laughed and mocked, "It seems that the emperor is not capable. A capable man can keep his backyard from fire, his wife is virtuous and his concubine is peaceful, and he lives in harmony like a sister. Therefore,

The truth theory arises. This is the fault of the priest, not the fault of the concubine."

Zhu Jing thought he had digested the anger caused by her along the way, but at this moment, her words with a gun and a stick were like flames thrown into an oil barrel, and instantly ignited the fire that had already been extinguished in his chest again.

stand up.

He pressed him several times but failed, and his eyes were angry and looked ugly.

He didn't know where such a weak woman was so powerful, and he could frequently stir up his emotions.

He gasped for a few breaths of anger and wanted to leave several times, but his body was nailed to the couch like a pillar and could not move. He wanted to refute several times, but she had already forced him to the corner and did not leave him.

A little room for nothing.

He probably never was so angry in his life. He couldn't get angry, but he was unwilling to leave.

"Wen Yin, tell me, what exactly do you want?"

Finally, he finished speaking and pinched his eyebrows with headache.

He asked this question hard, but both of them knew it. Once this question was released, it meant that he had temporarily lost this time.

Wen Yin raised her eyebrows gently and looked at the man in front of her.

Slow, careful.

This man with a heartless and cold temperament was almost unshakable, lowered his head in front of her for the first time.

It was probably because she had been silent for too long. Zhu Jing suddenly looked up at her, but unexpectedly met her with her smile and her eyebrows relaxed. His eyes were stunned, and he had not yet reacted from the bright smile, and suddenly he was in his arms.

There is a lot of intoxicating fragrance.

"I want you, Lord."

She said softly, her soft arms wrapped around his neck, and her face gently laid in his neck. Her voice was very light and her breathing was very shallow, as if she was afraid of being blown away, as if she was holding it in her throat.

What have been taken care of properly.

Zhu Jing can't describe his feeling at this moment.

I felt like I had passed by for no reason.

His back is tight and his arms are tightly clamped her waist.

"Say it again, who do you want?"

His face was so stiff that he stared at her with a burning black eyes. He was so powerful that he brought out a bit of ferocity at this moment.

Wen Yin did not respond in a hurry, but opened her mouth and bit his chest hard. Amid his muffled groan, Fang said softly, "I want you, A Jing."

At this moment, Zhu Jing instinctively wanted to close his eyes and reject this out of control.

But he couldn't refuse at all, because he could not resist the thunderous tremor and pleasure that rose from the hidden part of his heart. Even though he instinctively felt this danger of losing control, even if there was a voice in his mind that he should leave now

She will calm down and wake up a little.

As the sound of cracking silk sounded, she was crushed into the bed by his hot body.

The layers of curtains gathered at the golden hook were swaying down, falling into the light shadow. She saw the bright light in his dark eyes, which was the ultimate color that was about to be burned, and it spread to the end of his eyes and had been burned with rouge.

red.

"Ajing...Ajing..."

She called out in slightest, and she stroked the wet and cold fingers to the end of his eyes, soft and lightly touched them.

Zhu Jing, Zhu Jing. She used to be like her feelings that were sunken in the ink and despair in a thick night, and she should always be someone who could empathize with her.

Zhu Jing's heart felt as if it was painful and itchy by the slightest sound.

He grabbed her thin hand, placed it on his lips, placed it in his mouth, sucked and kissed, and bitten it.

But he had clearly felt her, but for some reason, he felt a sense of emptiness of gains and losses, and instead became increasingly eager to ask for her and force her.

"Wen Yin... Yin Yin, look at me!" He met her confused eyes and asked in a hoarse voice, "How sincere are you saying you want me?"

Wen Yin blinked and looked over a little while, and he felt that his desires were intertwined at this moment, but his bright black eyes were still mixed with a sharp scrutiny that was good at attacking people's hearts.

"Sincere... shouldn't it be exchanged for sincerity?" She covered her eyes and whispered in slightest, "How sincere do you treat me?"

After saying that, he ignored him and closed his eyes and turned his face to the pillow.

remember

Before it arrived, a heavy breathing tangled over, hot and heavy.

She felt the emotions in it, then slowly hugged her arms and wrapped around his wet and hot neck.

The couch hugged each other and entangled each other, like a mandarin duck with his neck.

The next day, Wen Yin got up and learned that Concubine Xian was confined.

She knew that this was the ladder he handed her. Since the ladder had been handed over, she would not take Joe anymore, so she naturally followed the ladder and went down the steps.

So in the future, she would not go to the Jingren Palace or other palaces for the time being to find him unhappy. And he seemed to have obeyed some agreement invisibly and did not go to other palaces, even if he passed by, he never went to other palaces.

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In the winter of the 18th year of Yuanping, a major event occurred that the whole country was mourning.

Empress Dowager Cisheng, who had been sleeping for several months, died of illness.

During the time when dealing with the funeral of Empress Dowager Cisheng, Wen Yin saw Zhu Jing lose weight with the naked eye. Sometimes at night, she could feel that he suddenly woke up from his sleep, and then sighed deeply, as if he had many fatigue and thoughts.

.

She tried a little, and after she felt that he was very cautious and refused to show any emotions to her, she stopped exploring this. Only one night, when he woke up suddenly from his dream again, he quietly became ill.

He reached out and hugged his arm.

"Ajing, you still have me."

She whispered against his arms with her face.

Without saying much, I wouldn't express my emotions much, just a slight and low voice.

That night he did not react too much, and even the arm she was holding had never moved. But she was not discouraged, nor did she think that this sentence was useless.

Because this man is very cunning and is a person who does not easily reveal his emotions.

But no matter whether it is useful or not, this night is an opportunity for her to change.
To be continued...