Situ Qingqing turned her head, trying to see clearly the phoenix totem on her left shoulder, but no matter how much she turned, she couldn't see it. The back was completely white, not even a phoenix feather.
"When we are together, it seems to fly out from your delicate back, and the red feathers seem to bleed..." Ouyang Sufeng said with confidence. At that time, he even rubbed it with his hands, but nothing happened.
But the cinnabar red still glides solidly.
"I once heard my dad talking about the phoenix. It turns out there really is a phoenix, and it's on my back." It's a pity that she couldn't see it.
"It's alive and its eyes can move." Suddenly it stared at him. He was stunned and then stared back, but he didn't allow it to ruin his good deeds.
A man can't stop when he's excited. Even Ouyang Sufeng, who is very self-controlled, can't get away from his wife's soft beauty. He faced the phoenix eyes that opened suddenly, and he was stunned for just one breath, and then his eyes darkened.
The cold forced the phoenix eyes to close.
At the same time, Feng Yu was also fluttering. When the two reached the ultimate peak, the phoenix body trembled and seemed to be whining.
It was a living phoenix, with life and spirituality, clinging to Situ Qingqing like a perch. He could feel its dissatisfaction and small grudges. It didn't like to be pressed underneath, which was detrimental to the Queen's dignity.
, the divine bird has always been perched high in the sycamore tree, but it has never received such treatment.
When Situ Qingqing heard this, he chuckled and said: "You killed a toad to see if it can survive. It's just a painting, and you still take it seriously! It must be too real to pierce it, so you would think
It's looking at you. If that's the case, wouldn't I be able to feel the bird on me?"
"It's not always there. It only flickers in and out when we're emotional, as if it's impatient for us to disturb it." But this kind of thing can't slow down at all. Looking at those round eyes that are becoming more and more obvious, he feels inside his body.
The flames boiled more and more.
She pinched his strong arm teasingly and said, "Then you won't touch me anymore. With the phoenix here, it will be inconvenient to do anything."
Ouyang Sufeng rushed to his wife and said with a smile: "How can that be done? I can just cover its eyes."
"Giggle... don't be like this, it's unseemly." Situ Qingqing giggled and dodged. She just experienced her wedding night yesterday, and now she couldn't bear it.
He smiled and pointed at her nose, kissing her hard: "You are a person who doesn't follow the rules, and you still talk about rules. I just want to eat you, and eat you, a monster, until there are no bones left."
"No! I'm afraid, the bad guys go away, I don't taste good, it tastes bad..." She pretended to beg for mercy, and Yun Baixue pressed her feet against her husband's chest.
"Ha! No one will come to save you, just suffer your death. I love the smell of you, it smells like peonies."
Ouyang Sufeng had fifteen days of wedding leave, and he wasn't going anywhere. He was going to spend it in his new house, being affectionate and entangled with his young wife until death. He followed the example of King Zhou of Shang who did not go to court early, and indulged in the bed all day long.
Dou Miao, Dou Xiang and other maids had been informed a long time ago that they were not allowed to break into the house without notification. As soon as they heard the noise inside, they immediately walked away. Their master was shy and boiled hot water first for later use. The newlyweds needed it most.
What they want is to be alone, and they are more greedy for bed than before.
Even Mrs. Jingpinghou sent someone to pass the message, saying that they didn't need to go to say hello and just give her a fat, white grandson as soon as possible. She had been waiting for a grandson for a long time.
However, the old lady is more unusual. No one called the bride to come to Ci'an Hall to serve her. She was so quiet that it was unsettling. She was not a peaceful woman and could find trouble at any time. Moreover, this was the best time to take action.
Teaching the bride the rules is torture.
Probably because Situ Kongkong was still in the Hou Mansion and refused to leave, the old lady did not dare to act rashly even if she wanted to. The sudden death of her son left her with lingering fears, so when she saw Situ Kongkong was like a mouse meeting a cat, she could only pretend to be dead with stiff limbs.
"No, I'm still feeling uncomfortable. Don't touch me." Situ Qingqing, whose body was still weak, grabbed the big hand that was touching her waist, and her voice was so gentle that it could make her water drop.
"Let me take a look and see if it's injured. It's my fault."
"Don't look, I'm blushing..."
Situ Qingqing wanted to close her legs in embarrassment, but was blocked by Ouyang Sufeng's hand. Her cheeks were flushed even though she wasn't blushing.
He couldn't help but feel guilty and distressed, but more importantly, he wanted to bury himself in her body and feel the moist warmth.
"Didn't you prepare the medicine? Bring it and let me rub it for you..."
"No need!" You rub it, and you may not know where it went after you rub it. Haven't you made enough noise in the past few days?
Regarding the love between a man and a woman, Situ Qingqing felt both love and hate. It was an indescribable feeling. He always couldn't stop, and she couldn't keep up with her physical strength. She was like a fish out of water. She could only open her mouth and gasp, shouting.
The dumb throat can no longer make a sound.
Ouyang Sufeng chuckled and said: "After applying the medicine, you must rub it in, otherwise the healing will be delayed. Because my husband loves my wife, I don't want you to suffer a little bit."
"Ah! Stop... stop, my good brother, Brother Sufeng, let's have a nice chat! We are already married, and I don't know you very well yet. Tell me about yourself!"
"What did you say?" He was not an easy person to chat with. He didn't know what to say other than arranging his troops.
Situ Qingqing tilted her head, her fox-like watery eyes turned wildly, with a unique charm: "Then let's talk about your relationship with the prince. Does he hate you?"
She didn't want her influence to affect his position in the court. The prince was orthodox and no one could surpass him. Who should he depend on if he didn't depend on him?
The smile on Ouyang Sufeng's lips changed from thick to thin, and then he said with a bit of bitterness: "It's not that he hates me. He doesn't want me to defect to the third prince. Our father and son have the military power he wants, and he still uses it."
Gotta catch up with us."
But there must be some grudge, thinking that he did not put the prince of a country first, but instead put the prince in a hot fire for selfish reasons, ignoring his feelings.
The prince is an extremely proud person. He has been taught to be an emperor since he was a child. In his heart, he has determined that he is the king, the king is the world, and the king is above all people. Everyone should respect him and devote themselves to him.
Therefore, he was angry at this dissatisfaction, but in order to achieve great things, he could endure it, and he could not express his resentment no matter how much he felt.
"It sounds like I'm taking advantage of..." Situ Qingqing didn't like this. When getting along with others, you can't just think about what others can do for me. That's too utilitarian.
"Qing'er, the Tian family has no flesh and blood. Even brothers will turn against each other one day. They are willing to fight to the death for that supreme position." Once the dragon chair in the Golden Palace is involved, no matter how good the friendship is, it will turn sour.
Ouyang Sufeng had long thought that such a day would come, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly. Seeing the prince who had become a stranger now, he should have made preparations in advance.
He is now a man with a family, and he cannot involve his wife and children due to the struggle for imperial power. Qing'er is the person he wants to protect, and he doesn't want her to make any mistakes.
"I just don't like it. My father said that being an emperor is the hardest job in the world. You have to go to bed before the rooster crows and go to court in the morning. After court, you have to approve memorials. No one can do it for you. What's even more pitiful is that he can't like people.
Once you have someone you like, they will be killed soon. There are not three thousand but hundreds of people in the harem. The emperor is like a servant who has to serve them one by one. Only if they are well served, their father will do his best for the emperor.
live."
Even though he is so disgusted, he still calls out "My beloved concubine" affectionately. This is disgusting enough. The emperor is such a god, yet he is not disgusted to death.
"Young man...cough! Cough! It's better not to listen to what my father-in-law says. His disrespectful words are so out of tune." The emperor's personal affairs cannot be discussed, but having said that, although these are rough words, they are close to the truth. The emperor clearly loves Xu.
Concubine, but does he really love her?
I still set aside a few days every month to sit in the palace.
"I also know that dad is careless, but some of the things he said make sense. He said that the emperor is not dead yet, and the courtiers are rushing to take sides. It is really mindless behavior." The imperial power is concentrated on the person sitting in that position.
, he is the one who tells the truth.
"Eager to stand in line..." That's right. The emperor is still alive and well, and his body seems to be in good health. How long he can live is still unknown. How does he feel about the princes competing for the throne in private? Thinking of this, he asked again: "Father-in-law
What else did you say?”
Situ Qingqing whispered mysteriously: "The emperor lives longer than the prince."
The emperor will live longer than the prince, the emperor will live longer than the prince... The words woke up the dreamer. Ouyang Sufeng looked at his wife in shock. She was the one who cured the prince's cold poison. She had said that the prince's lifespan would only be two years, and the cold poison had already been cured.
The prince's internal organs were damaged, so he didn't have to do anything, let alone lean on a certain side. He only had to train his troops well. The royal family would handle the royal family's affairs themselves, and he could just do his part.