Adore Trick of Beauty

His lips were so cold that Nie Wushuang couldn't help but be startled. She raised her head, but she accidentally pressed her lips against his. She was startled slightly, and her face couldn't help but feel like it was on fire. The enchanting makeup on her face has not yet been washed off, but the charm inadvertently revealed between her eyebrows is even more attractive.

Xiao Fengming couldn't help but kissed her warm lips deeply. The warm fragrance hit her, and she couldn't help but tremble in her heart. She wanted to run away, but she was held tightly in his arms.

"Don't move." His hoarse voice sounded in his ears. Nie Wushuang's heart palpitated. He had been seriously ill since he returned to the palace, and his condition had only gotten better in the past few days. She was worried and took care of her day and night, but how could she...

She didn't dare to move rashly for fear of touching his old wounds. His kiss was so strange and familiar, and his familiar breath was on his lips and tongue, with the bitterness of medicine. Her nerves, which had been tense all morning, gradually relaxed in this gentle kiss, and she sank into his arms, gradually losing her way.

Their lips and tongues were entangled, and like an unsatisfied child, he clasped her slender waist tightly, bringing her closer. The heat from his body came through the thin shirt, and his tenderness in the memory rushed to her face, and she entangled with him without any emotion.

"Wushuang..." He sighed breathlessly, pulled out the heavy phoenix hairpin on her head, and her long hair poured down like a waterfall. The fragrance of her hair filled his fingers, and the familiar person in his memory was in his arms and would never leave again. This knowledge hit his heart, causing ripples in his heart.

He covered her affectionately, and kissed her delicately, touching her eyes, her cheeks, gently turning downwards, kissing her delicate neck, moving downwards little by little.

There was bright skylight in front of them, and the two of them were entangled like trees and vines, so entangled, unwilling to give up...

Suddenly, something in his sleeve floated to the ground. Nie Wushuang caught a glimpse of it from the corner of her eyes. She couldn't help but feel startled. She stood up suddenly and looked at the snow-white handkerchief. In the center of the handkerchief, there was a bright red blood stain.

"This..." She picked it up with trembling hands and looked at Xiao Fengmingfeng in disbelief.

The redness on his face gradually faded, turning as white as snow. He smiled scornfully and held her hand: "Wushuang..."

"Why are you vomiting blood?" It took her a long time to spit out a complete sentence, her hands and feet were as cold as snow in the twelfth lunar month. She looked at the smiling Xiao Fengming tremblingly: "Why..."

"Wushuang, listen to me, nothing will happen..." Xiao Fengming wanted to comfort her, but didn't know what to say. This symptom of coughing up blood had already appeared three years ago. Once the heart and lungs are injured, it is difficult to recover, not to mention that in the past three years, he has been working day and night on political affairs and tortured himself in this way, so there has been no improvement.

But now that she was back, he didn't know how to make her not worry about his illness.

"Why did you hide it from me?" Nie Wushuang held the handkerchief and asked word by word, with pain in his eyes: "Did I hurt you... Feng Ming... why didn't you tell me?"

"It'll be okay. Wushuang..." Seeing her so sad and guilty, Xiao Fengming couldn't help but hug her tightly and comfort her over and over again.

Nie Wushuang broke away from him, looked at him with tears in his eyes, turned around and ran away.

"Wushuang!" Xiao Fengming was anxious and quickly got off the bed, trying to catch up, but his heart hurt unexpectedly. He couldn't help but stop and cover his heart in pain.

The palace people waiting outside didn't know why, so they came into the palace one after another. The emperor bent over in pain, holding his heart. It was in this chaos that Yan Qiu saw the pale-faced emperor. His face was as handsome as a pale landscape painting. It was light and bland, but it had a long meaning that made people forget to leave.

He covered his heart, his handsome face was full of anxiety, and he gasped: "Hurry! Go find the queen..."

Only then did the palace people wake up and hurriedly chased the queen who had just run out.

Someone pushed her and somehow pushed her to the emperor. Yanqiu was startled and wanted to kneel down, but Xiao Fengming grabbed her hand without looking and said anxiously: "Quick...quick...help me find the queen..."

The strength of his hand was so strong that he squeezed her slender wrist so tightly that she almost wanted to scream in pain. But he is the emperor. Yanqiu endured the pain and asked in a low voice: "Where is the emperor going to find the queen?"

While coughing, Xiao Fengming impatiently waved away the palace attendant who was about to stop her, and gasped: "She must be...at the Phoenix Yinding Platform, help me there!"

"Your Majesty, you can't do that!" the people in the palace tried to persuade him.

Yanqiu looked at his anxious profile, feeling frightened and panicked, with a faint feeling that she couldn't describe. The rumors were indeed true, he really loved Empress Nie. That enchanting and alluring woman, that woman who was not afraid of worldly rumors or anything else, that woman who dared to go to court for him and listen to politics behind the curtain.

"Okay. Your Majesty, please come with your servants." Yan Qiu mustered up the courage and helped Xiao Fengming out.

"Your Majesty, take care of your dragon body and never go out to see the wind..." The palace people knelt down one after another. Aunt Xia came over and saw Yan Qiu next to Xiao Fengming and gave her a fierce look.

Yanqiu shrank, but a thought in her heart supported her, and she couldn't help but straighten her back.

"Hurry up, she's at Yinfeng Terrace..." Xiao Fengming said bitterly, "She's annoyed that I didn't tell her the truth..."

Yanqiu whispered: "Let's go, Your Majesty." She supported Xiao Fengming and walked out. The palace people wanted to stop it, but they didn't dare to really stop it. The sky outside was dazzling, and Xiao Fengming couldn't help but take a step back, as if he couldn't bear the glare of the sun.

"Your Majesty, prepare for the dragon and chase it away." Yanqiu reminded in a low voice.

"Okay." Xiao Fengming nodded, but his eyes kept looking in the distant direction, which is the Phoenix Yinduo.

direction.

Yanqiu walked a few steps and turned around. The emperor's thin and slender figure was like a fine ink silhouette, easily imprinted on her heart.

He was probably afraid that the woman who left the palace resolutely would leave again. He is the emperor, but at this moment, he is just the husband of an anxious wife.

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Today, my laptop broke down. Damn it, the fan stopped working. Hot enough to explode.

Fortunately, I have a desktop computer, otherwise I would really vomit blood...

Smash the monthly ticket, smash it, smash my damn notebook to death! ! ! ! !