Mei Xueyi finally begged for mercy.

She pitifully collapsed into a puddle of water, quite puzzled.

Jun Jun is clearly dying of illness, how come he can't see that he is a patient when he gets on the bed?

Strong and overbearing, she was almost taken apart and eaten.

He was still a little bit unfulfilled, she was really pitiful, and he barely let her go.

He put on a robe, wrapped her in a satin quilt, hugged her in front of him, and took a thread-bound notebook from the edge of the bed.

"Someone wrote this Yan-Love Storybook to arrange the solitary and queen." He said with a hoarse voice, meaninglessly.

She glanced over lazily.

He is extremely thin, his fingers are very long, and his joints are distinct. The nails are beautiful in shape, but unfortunately they are not healthy flesh colors, but cold white like jade.

The hand holding the scroll is very beautiful.

At this moment, these hands are very serious, and they don't seem to belong to the same person as the hands that have just acted arrogantly on her.

She stared at his hand for a while for a while, and then slowly dropped her eyes on the words.

The person who writes the script has practiced good handwriting.

The font is chic, vigorous and vigorous.

Mei Xueyi looked fascinated unconsciously.

In the storybook, Jun Jun did not forcefully take someone into the palace. The acquaintance between him and Mei Xueyi was due to the hero saving the beauty.

The story is like this-

Jinling Xiaoshijun secretly sneaked into Weiguojing to find flowers and asked Liu. He accidentally learned that Mei Xue, the eldest daughter of the minister, Mei Xue, looked like a fairy, so he became lustful, and took advantage of her to rob her carriage while she was traveling, and took her into the inner courtyard. .

Although Mei Xueyi is a weak woman, she is very bold and careful. She stabilized Jinling Xiaoshijun with words, and lied that she wanted to marry him first, and then act as a husband and wife.

Xiaoshijun Zhongji, really made people decorate the wedding room, and prepared a co-bo wine.

Mei Xueyi got him drunk, bound her hands and feet with a belt, and escaped quietly, never thinking that the little Shijun who was soaked in wine soon woke up, broke away from the belt and rushed out to catch her.

Struggling and entangled, she pulled out a golden hairpin and plunged it into his throat.

Seeing Xiao Shijun being assassinated, the Jinling people raised their knives frantically to chop her into meat sauce.

At the most critical juncture, a man in black with a peerless appearance, tall stature, and amazing martial arts fell from the sky. This inexperienced hero is the present day, Wei Wangwei.

"..."

Mei Xueyi couldn't help but look back at the faint gentleman who was as thin as wood and wandering like a gossamer—isn't this flattering too much?

Huojun was not ashamed at all, his gaze flicked over those few lines, and he looked at ease.

Mei Xueyi pursed her lips and continued to read the storybook.

In the story, the upright King Wei didn't retaliate, but sent her home silently.

She was wearing a happy robe, her pale little face was stained with blood, and her body couldn't stop trembling, but she walked very steadily step by step, her eyes soft and firm.

difficult to forget.

Because she had a marriage contract with Shen Xiuzhu, the son of Dingguo, he didn't approach her, but just paid attention to her.

Her situation is terrible.

She firmly believed that her abduction had something to do with her aunt Sun and her concubine Mei Qiao Qiao, but no one believed her. Even her fiance Shen Xiuzhu felt that she was making trouble unreasonably, but because of sympathy and pity, she got closer and closer to Mei Qiao Qiao.

The rumors in Beijing intensified, saying that her innocence had been tainted by the wicked. Said she was arrogant and domineering, bullying frail aunts and concubines.

When she insisted on reporting to the official, Shi Lang Mei listened to the concubine's proposal and put forward a faint move-let Shen Xiuzhu come forward to persuade her, if she continues to make trouble, let Mei Qiaoqiao marry her.

Shen Xiuzhu actually agreed.

Facing the eccentric father, the vicious aunt, the hypocritical concubine and the unclear Shen Xiuzhu, Mei Xueyi is helpless and does not know where to go.

At the tomb of her biological mother, she once again saw Wei Wangwei Jinzhao.

He reached out to her and told her that he was willing to shelter her from the wind and rain.

She hesitated for a moment, then handed him her hand.

He put on a crown for her, held her hand, and sealed her as the queen.

He was ready to be a nameless couple with her until she opened her heart to accept him. Unexpectedly, she turned him into a real man on the night of the wedding.

Mei Xueyi stared at the last few words, her pupil trembling violently.

She felt that Mei Xueyi's behavior in the script was...very similar to her.

Maybe it was because the story book used her name. When reading this story, she felt a little bit empathetic.

The next part is the content of the Yan-Love Storybook. On the night of the wedding, Wang Wei comforted Mei Xueyi's injured heart with his sturdy body. The red luan was caught, how about a pair of jerky mandarin ducks...

...

Even though Mei Xueyi's heart was dark and thick-skinned, her heartbeat was stimulated by the straightforward words.

Looking back, he saw Wujun squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes darkened and terrifying.

The action of turning the page became careless, his breath was heavy, his head tilted, and morbidly sniffed her hair greedily. When she turned her head, he took advantage of the cold teeth to hold her eartips.

This person will never be gentle at some point.

He would start with his ears and swallow her into his abdomen.

She hurried away, and before he exuded a cold air of dissatisfaction, she leaned forward and touched his thin pale lips with her nectar-hidden lips.

"Your Majesty, concentrate on reading~"

"……Ah."

Mei Xueyi pretended to be, and continued to read the script carefully.

His eyes suddenly stopped.

She stared at a line of words, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly—"Wei Jin is very young and strong, and under the agitation, the wooden bed collapsed."

This is really...just flattering him! It tried its best to create a handsome, tall and mighty figure, outstanding martial arts, and strive to govern.

Look, the king's bed is actually a wooden bed that can be crushed. It not only praises him for his physical strength, but also praises his frugality and simplicity.

Look at the person behind him at this moment. He is wearing the finest shark silk. The couch is a white jade couch, the candles are fragrant beeswax, the windows are purple sandalwood, the lighting is beads, and the courtyard is planted with jade trees. The virtues of diligence and frugality could not hit him.

The "King Wei" in the script is tall and good in martial arts, but he coughed three times in a stick of incense, panted five times, was covered with sickness, qi and weak heartbeat, and he could die on the spot with his eyes closed at any time.

There has never been a woman before, but he is skilled and sophisticated.

Seeing this, he didn't feel guilty at all.

Turning another page, the cloud closes the rain and rests.

There are two suspense deliberately left at the end of the chapter. One is whether Shen Xiuzhu actually married Mei Qiaoqiao into the house, and the other is whether the news of Jinling Xiaoshijun's death will reach Qin Ji's ears.

Mei Xueyi stared at the words ‘to be continued’ and stunned for a while.

"What happened then?"

He slowed down, and his voice was low and gentle: "Do you care about Shen Xiuzhu?"

To be honest, Mei Xueyi wanted to get into the script and beat Shen Xiuzhu. He was supposed to be a childhood sweetheart, but he was indecisive, and was easily softened by the tears of others.

Really worthless for "Mei Xueyi"...

But naturally, he couldn't say that in front of Huojun.

She nestled softly in his arms, wrapped her arms around his extremely thin but powerful waist, and muttered in a low voice: "No. I was just thinking, Your Majesty killed Jinling Xiaoshijun for my stick. How should this matter be dealt with? ."

"Don't worry." He chuckled and stroked her hair lazily, "Newlywed Yaner, you have to satisfy the queen first."

He rolled over and pressed it down, swallowing her exclamation into his stomach.

Mei Xueyi was tossing half-deadly, even coaxing and deceiving, finally sent the uncle to sleep.

Tonight, she will go to the palace to wander around, catch a few Yin Ling to replenish her soul power, in case of accidents.

She leaned on her waist and got up weakly.

Looking down, saw two pairs of thick fur boots neatly placed beside the white jade couch, in the shape of a loving husband and wife.

She stared at the two pairs of boots for a long time.

For some reason, there was an inexplicable sourness in my heart. It's not all sour, sweet and bitter in the sour.

She took a deep breath, frowned and suppressed her emotions, hurriedly put on her boots, quietly took a large velvet cloak from the jade frame, and left the bedroom.

His Royal Highness's two Yumei trees reflect the cold light of the moon, and complement each other with the snow light on the ground and the pearl light on the corridor.

He created a wonderland for his wife. A fairyland like a dream.

"Niang Niang?" The maid in front of the Servant Hall hurried forward to greet her.

Mei Xueyi hissed: "Your Majesty Mian Qian, don't disturb him."

"Yes."

"I wander around, don't have to follow."

The palace lady was a little embarrassed, but she didn't dare to disobey.

Mei Xueyi left her bedroom through the small door under the promenade.

Yang Shou looked back and saw three golden and jade characters-Chaomu Palace. He has given his name here, and he wants to spend time with her.

She turned her eyes away, feeling complicated and unspeakable.

She followed the palace road and left the scope of her bedroom. There are guards on both sides of the avenue, and sometimes people are patrolling. Mei Xueyi strolled around for a while, not feeling like she could meet Yinling.

Isn't there a lot of resentment in the palace?

She stopped a team of guards on patrol.

"Where do the concubines live?" she asked.

The head of the guard hurriedly bowed his head and said: "Hui Niangniang, there is no concubine in the palace."

Mei Xueyi was a little surprised: "Is it dismissed?"

"No," the guard said, "Your Majesty is committed to politics. Before the empress enters the palace, there is no concubine in the palace."

Are there no other women? So where did he learn the superb skills? So strong and proficient, it's impossible if you haven't practiced.

She hesitated for a while, looked around, lowered her voice a little embarrassedly, and asked: "Then...Is there any kind of maid who served your Majesty and was later disposed of?"

The head of the guard twitched his eyes twice: "Nothing."

Mei Xueyi opened her mouth for a while, and asked in a daze, "...Is the palace vacant? Where is the former concubine?"

The guard pointed to the southeast direction: "The former concubines live in that area. Your Majesty has moved them to the Summer Palace. Now the palace has been demolished and the star-catching platform is under construction."

Reaching the stars high platform. At the first listen, he is a good match for Jun Jun.

She nodded: "Go ahead."

"Yes."

The patrol guard turned a palace wall and saw the king standing in the middle of the corridor with his bare feet in a thin black robe.

"What did the queen say?" His voice was low and hoarse, unable to hear emotions.