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20. Are you going to die?
But now with these two pink lips, the delicious little mouth that Murong Yan had tasted in his mouth, now they are targeting him and mocking him.
Murong Yan suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and secretly clenched his fist in his sleeve.
He had never thought of seeking to usurp the throne, but now he can't wait!
He must take this woman back! Shame before snow!
Luo Xue has been paying attention to Murong Yan, seeing all his reactions in his eyes, others can't see, how can she fail to see that this man's mind is not on her at all, since the woman appeared, she has completely treated her Neglected.
Luo Xue was really frustrated, and the passion she had originally wanted to go to the end of the world for love has completely cooled down.
Is a man who has another woman in his heart really worth her trust?
If this man really loves her, why would he find so many substitutes? Does he love her or her face? In other words, it was a shadow he had imagined that he could not ask for.
This meeting started strangely and ended strangely.
Luo Huaijin didn't care about his faux pas with Murong Yan, and just found an excuse to beat both of them out.
After leaving the imperial study room, Luo Xue fixedly looked at Murong Yan for a while.
"Luo Xue wishes the emperor a smooth journey."
After speaking this sentence blankly, Luo Xue no longer looked at Murong Yan's expression, and turned away without reluctance.
Yes, she was supposed to call him the emperor, but she was in love with him, unable to put a girl's heart so restless, surging, and leaving the palace desperately, but she suffered a bitter lesson.
Facing Luo Xue's indifferent farewell, Murong Yan was not without sorrow. After all, it was the woman he had loved deeply, but there was no setback in his career at that time, even the emperor had to look at his face.
Since Luo Huaijin succeeded to the throne, he has made things difficult for him everywhere, and even a sacred decree has driven him out of the imperial city.
At this moment, Murong Yan was thinking of Luo Huaijin's appearance of trampling and humiliating him lofty and wanton. He was full of fighting spirit and full of ambition at this moment. He also thought of the woman standing beside Luo Huaijin.
That is his woman!
He also wants Murong Yanquan! People too! !
Thinking of this, the affection for Luo Xue became insignificant.
The hostess who originally fell in love but couldn't stay with each other, at this moment, are running in opposite directions and become strangers.
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In fact, after Luo Huaijin succeeded to the throne, Yan Xun, the prime minister, said that his son had a hard time.
But he is different from Murong Yan. Although Murong Yan has military power, he once indulged in the love of men and women, and was unwilling to manage politics, and his reputation was not good. However, Yan Xunchao has a lot of party feathers and eyes, even the ruthless Luo Huaijin. Be a little afraid.
Luo Huaijin had just gone to court, but the Prime Minister who said he was sick at home quietly touched his harem.
When Yan Xun lifted the curtains and stepped forward, what he saw was a picture of a beautiful woman sleeping in spring.
Ruan Jiaojiao was sleeping soundly on the huge dragon bed. A bed of scarlet embroidery was barely obscured by the sporadic spring light, but the alluring spring scenery that flowed out in large swaths still exposed the fact that she was insignificant.
She laid a slender and beautiful leg on the quilt with a grin, her sexy body showed signs of being loved by a man, and on her crystal clear skin, she was rubbed by her fingers and sucked by her lips and tongue. It is enough to see how intense the previous love.
It was as if a delicate flower had been destroyed by rain and wind, Jiaoyan Yudi was so pitiful, and aroused the man's love and abuse. She wanted to deceive her and smash her and put her seal on it again.
In the many quiet nights he had done, in the various beautiful spring dreams he had done, the sweetheart with a different posture under his crotch is right in front of him at this moment, and it is not in vain that he has tried his best to steal fragrance for this The dirty work of stealing jade.
Yan Xun's eyes were deep and deep, and he lowered his eyes to conceal the complex emotions in his heart. His Adam's apple moved slightly, no matter how turbulent his heart was, the man sat down on the edge of the bed unhurriedly and stretched out his palm to touch the woman. The smooth jade back has been falling on her round buttocks, and two fingers slid into the gap along the peach-like buttocks, reaching the edge of the wet honey.
Ruan Jiaojiao slept dazedly, feeling that someone was touching her, she murmured.
"Didn't you go to the court? You came back so soon?"
She felt that she hadn't slept for long.
The hand that stroked her suddenly intruded into her little 宍. Ruan Jiaojiao was invaded by the cool finger, imitating Jiaohe's movements and pulled in her little 宍, making a grumble. She was very sensitive to the sound of the water, she was very sensitive to Luo Huaijin's affection every night. After so many fiddles, she came to her surname.
Ruan Jiaojiao didn't open her eyes, she slid onto the man's body like a water snake, wrapped her hands around his arms, rubbed her small face against his neck, making a coquettish snort like a lazy cat. hum.
But she quickly noticed something was wrong, she smelled that the cold fragrance from the man was not the ambergris that Luo Huaijin was used to.
Ruan Jiaojiao opened her eyes shudderingly, and raised her head to meet a pair of deep and secluded eyes.
"Yan Xun?" She was taken aback for a moment, but she was not shocked.
"How will you be here?"
She frowned insignificantly, and subconsciously scanned the surrounding environment.
That's right, she is still lying in the emperor's palace, then the problem is coming? How could the prime minister appear here?
"What the hell are you doing? Don't let your life go? We will be dead if we are found out!"
Ruan Jiaojiao quickly pushed Yan Xun.
This man was so bold that he stole someone on the emperor's head.
Even if the marriage between the two people was revealed before, she now has the title of concubine on her head, and she wants to have a tryst with other men behind the emperor, but that is to beheaded! !
"Go! Go!"
Seeing Yan Xun's motionlessness, Ruan Jiaojiao couldn't push him, and was annoyed and annoyed, so she kicked him.
Seeing this woman's impatient appearance of driving flies, Yan Xun clasped her wrists, bullied her body, and her breath suddenly became cold, trapping her tightly under her.
"Dying under the peony flower, and being a ghost, can we go to Huangquan together to be a pair of mandarin ducks?"
The man's eyebrows were clear and picturesque, and there was a slight smile in his eyes. After speaking, he bowed his head and kissed her neck, his slippery tongue wandering around her neck and collarbone.
"Hey...don't bite...don't leave a mark!!"
Ruan Jiaojiao was half-coerced and half-solicited by him, and soon surrendered, gave up struggling, and let him be frivolous.
Fortunately, Yan Xun stopped when he was about to wipe the gun and escape the fire. He pressed on her, his chamber undulating, and there was a faint flame in his dark eyes. He took a few deep breaths, calmed his impulse, and did not continue.
He knows very well that if he really wants her at this moment, he can't stop for a while, she is like a poison, and he has an addiction that he can't get rid of. He has not completely lost his reason, if Luo Huaijin's life ends soon. , I'm afraid I will be caught.