Speaking of years and years, Mei Xueyi couldn’t help thinking of the day when he first saw her. He walked through the corridor with her in his arms, looked at the Yumei tree of His Royal Highness, and said to her, “The plums of the present will never wither, just like you and me. Year after year'.

She looked at him, unconsciously immersed her jade arm in the hot water and stirred it gently to cover up her slightly chaotic mood.

Wei Jinzhao coughed a few times, held up the scroll again, and continued to read the story in the script

Suddenly, Mei Xueyi put Wei Jinchao's close-fitting belt in front of him.

She said it was brought by Zhao Runru, and Zhao Runru claimed that it was evidence that she had a good relationship with Wang Wei.

Wei Jinzhao was furious, and checked the close servants overnight, but found no results.

He wanted to summon Zhao Runru to confront him and was stopped by Mei Xueyi. She said that the peace talks have come to an end, and it is really uneconomical to have extra branches at this moment.

After all, the peace talks can get a lot of benefits from Jinling. Although the people of the Patriotic State are simple and hardworking, the weather and resources of this land are harsh, and the people's life is really not good.

After receiving war compensation from Jinling and the two trading cities, the imperial court could punish the water conservancy projects lightly, so that the people's livelihood would be delayed for a few years. When the commercial roads were completely opened up, the people would have another way to earn a living.

It is really unwise to turn a face with Zhao Runru at this juncture.

After all, the hearts of Wang Wei and his wife are the people.

She said that she believed him, and then threw the strap into the charcoal basin and told him that she would not want anything that had been touched by others.

Wang Wei loved her sour and jealous expression so much that he couldn't help but hug her on the bed and dote on her with thousands of words.

They should have been like this, year after year.

She gradually got on her mind. He was keenly aware that she was unhappy, so he hugged her every day and explained to her where he was today and who he had met. He also deliberately handed over some papers to her to deal with, so as to create opportunities for her. She always'raises' what he is doing.

However, she still left.

On the day when the armistice between Weiguo and Jinling was officially signed, with the help of others, she quietly left the palace.

She only left a short letter to him, saying that she left because she didn't love him anymore, and she hoped that he would not embarrass anyone because of her contribution to defending the country. He also said that Zhao Ji was very good and hoped that he would be kind.

Wei Jinzhao was mad.

He can only think of one person.

Shen Xiuzhu.

After Dingguo Shen Pingcheng was conspired to die by the rebel Jiang Dexing, Shen Xiuzhu was ordered to attack Dingguo's prince, and he took over his father's power and became the youngest prince. In the Battle of Qishu, the young Shen Xiuzhu made great achievements and is now a figure of power.

After Mei Xueyi entered the palace, Shen Xiuzhu did not marry Mei Qiaoqiao into the house as the minister Mei and Sun wanted. He regrets that, and has been paying attention to Mei Xueyi silently. On the day of the decisive battle with Qishu, he took a risk and led a few elite soldiers to raid Qishu base camp and behead the enemy general. Before leaving, he only left a last word— —I wish the queen be well.

Shen Xiuzhu!

Who can avoid all eyes and ears and steal the queen from the palace besides him?

It is still to be continued.

...

Wei Jinzhao slowly got up, walked to the barrel, and plunged his hand into the water.

"The water is cold, Queen."

His voice is colder than water.

Mei Xueyi was startled for a while. Ever since she heard Mei Xueyi in the script throw the belt into the charcoal basin, she has been staring at the ground in a daze.

If her things have been touched by others, then she doesn't want them.

The "Mei Xueyi" in the storybook arouses her empathy too easily. She was in a daze at the moment, thinking that she might have something wrong.

It was just that after listening to him slowly read out the stories in the book, she seemed to have experienced the joys and sorrows in person, and her mood was always ups and downs with that ‘Mei Xueyi’.

This is strange. For thousands of years in the fairyland, her heart has always been cold and indifferent, no one can touch her, otherwise she would have died a thousand times.

"Why do you want to go with him? Tell me why."

A gloomy and heavy gaze fell on her.

She raised her head and saw that his black eyes were full of wild and paranoid possessiveness.

"I won't go." She said.

A weak and tragic smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "I used to think so too."

He took her out of the wooden barrel, and the water splash wetted his robe. Unconsciously, he embraced her on the soft couch.

He suppressed her and slowly repeated the words in the script.

——Those erotic-love parts.

"Don't you love me?" He stared at her, his black eyes were good, "At least my body, love me so much."

His mind was a little lost, he wanted to cough, held back, flushing on his cheeks, and unsteady exhalation.

"Love me so!" he repeated, "How can you not love me!"

Mei Xueyi knew that he was too deep into the play.

She raised her arms and gently wrapped her around the back of his neck.

"Your Majesty, haven't I returned." She drew him towards her.

The two stunning faces gradually approached.

The tip of the nose is touching the tip of the nose.

His black eyes finally swayed slightly, and he smiled: "No, you haven't left yet. You have to go anyway."

"Everything is different from the book," she touched his handsome nose affectionately, "Shen Xiuzhu is still an elder son, and Zhao Runru has been taken care of by you. You won't give me a chance to be jealous, where can I go."

He stared at her for a while, then turned his head and kissed.

Mei Xueyi subconsciously wanted to hide, but found that he had raised his hand in advance and clasped the back of her head.

This kiss is very fierce.

Her petal-like delicate lips were quickly pierced with several small openings, and he didn't mean to stop at all, looting everything frantically.

Whether it is the nectar in the mouth or the blood.

The experience was really bad, but Mei Xueyi forgave the sick guy. She put her arms around him, stroking his back and trying her best to soothe him.

I don't know how long he kissed frantically, but he finally found that he was still wearing a cold and soaking robe.

Although the climate of Jinling is much warmer than that of Weiguo, it is early spring at this moment, and she is shivering with cold.

A small face was miserably pale, his hair was wet, and the tear on his lips was unusually glaring.

He threw away the wet clothes, and put her in his arms fiercely.

"I will wipe your hair for you." He muttered, but his palm was hovering between her black hair and snow neck, as if he was hesitant to take her life.

Mei Xueyi turned over, pressed his shoulders, and pressed him on the soft couch.

She entangled him gently and softly like a vine, boldly facing the danger.

His narrow and beautiful eyes opened slightly unconsciously, and his pupils shrank quickly.

Just about to speak, Mei Xueyi pressed her index finger to his thin lips.

"Shhh. Just think of me, who I am at this moment."

Using his waist, he grabbed his shoulders tightly.

She tried to conquer this sick guy, but she didn't expect that he would eventually be overturned by the wind.

When he stopped, her wet hair had been dry twice and wet twice.

He finally returned to normal, leaning on the edge of the golden silk couch with no expression, his eyes glooming lazily.

"Go back and give you a good boost." He said unconsciously.

She leaned in front of him, looked at him with moist and soft eyes, and asked: "Is Mei Xueyi me in the script?"

He rolled his eyes and looked over: "It's you."

"Is that Wei you now?"

"it's me."

She blinked: "But, I won't disbelieve you. Zhao Run is a very troublesome and annoying woman. If you touch her, the harem will be disturbed. You are not a fool, and you will not do such stupid things."

His eyes darkened slightly.

She was very eye-catching and immediately calmed down: "Besides, your Majesty treats me wholeheartedly, how can I not know?"

He squeezed her finger and said gloomily, "Knowing that it still treats me like that."

She shook her head: "If it were me, there would be a secret to running away like this, definitely not running away with someone."

She felt that she was about to fall ill with him, and she actually analyzed the "self" in the script seriously.

"Really." The corners of his lips curled up with a gentle smile, and his eyes darkened a little bit.

Mei Xueyi felt that he was about to clean up her again, and quickly changed the subject: "What's the situation on the execution ground? Why did Zhao Runru disappear? Has your Majesty found any clues?"

Even if the monk robbed someone and left, there would always be some clues left.

"Yes." He narrowed his eyes slowly. "A strange footprint was found on the soft dust. Cloth shoes."

now it's right.

Mei Xueyi nodded: "So, beside Zhao Runru, there are capable people and strangers."

Wei Jinzhao raised his eyebrows slightly, and thought of something: "So the strap..."

Mei Xueyi was stunned for a while, and then reacted afterwards. What he was talking about was the close-fitting belt that had fallen into Zhao Runru's hands for some reason.

A misty smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and immediately, the smile seemed to sink into the Nine Nether Purgatory, immersed in the yellow spring, revealing a gloomy chill.

"Very good." The corner of his eyes overflowed with a dark cold light, and his voice was dumb and heavy, "Don't worry, kill them one by one. You have to die."

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he looked like a poisonous snake about to launch an attack.

Mei Xueyi looked at him in amazement.

His expression at the moment is no different from the most obsessive demonic or ghost cultivation.

She shook his body and acted like a baby at him: "Your Majesty! With such a capable person, Mei Xueyi in the script must have been taken away!"

He turned his black eyes and stared at her for a long time, after all he just smiled meaningfully.

Mei Xueyi's instinct is not very good.

His look at the moment reminded her of that time when he was'returning to the door to save her relatives', he clearly had the evidence of Mejojo ​​doing bad things, but deliberately didn't say anything, and smiled at the way she was leaping hard.

Mei Xueyi immediately wilted.

That's it.

Regardless of the follow-up, this is a love story after all. When encountering danger, just push him into the bed.

She held her sore waist and thought.

After the mysterious disappearance of Jinling Xiaoshiji, the guards continued to go south, killing all the way to less than thirty miles from Jinling Kyoto, and took the last city.

This city is called Beilin City.

Beilincheng is Jinling’s last line of defense, and the victory of Beilincheng choked Jinling’s throat.

Wei Jinzhao gathered the army in the front, Mei Xueyi left the chariot, and under the protection of the guards, arrived at a temporary mansion specially prepared for King Wei and Queen.

The northern city has a long history. The stone city wall has a slight trace of weathering. The bluestone pavement in the city is trampled smoothly by the crowds, and people can almost be seen in some corners.

Along the way, people in Jinling can be seen hurrying along the street from time to time.

Since Wei Jinzhao invaded the Kingdom of Jinling, his reputation for disdain to kill the people and grab property has spread. Everyone knew that this tyrant wanted to fight Qin Ji, as long as he didn't stand in the way, he would be safe.

The courageous Jinling people do not even close the shops and do the business of the guardians.

The little guard walking behind Mei Xueyi couldn't help muttering and mocking: "Jinling people are really cartilage! If anyone dares to hit my house, see if I don't beat him up!"

Mei Xueyi looked back at him and saw that the teenager had a green face and a fledgling calf look. He couldn't help but smile: "The people know about Wei Wang Rende, so they return sincerely. Be kind to others!"

The little guard hung his head quickly: "Yes!"

Mei Xueyi turned her head back with a chuckle, stepped into the vermilion threshold of the temporary mansion, and turned around the graphite landscape to shine on the wall.

The eyes suddenly brightened, and the nose was full of powdery fragrance.

I saw a man with a fat brain and an official appearance, with a big fat belly, talking to the Yingying and Yanyan who gathered in the front courtyard.

"All cheer me up, so that I can serve Wang Wei! Who can climb onto the bed to please Wang Wei, this official has a lot of rewards!"

Mei Xueyi raised her hand to stop the guard behind her from speaking.

She stood lazily on top of the small stone steps, scanning coldly.

I saw that the women in the courtyard were uneven, some of them were oiran willows collected from the brothel, some secretly weeping and reluctantly, looking at beautiful girls like ordinary people, and some wearing women’s buns, like Concubine in the backyard.

The fat official pointed to the women, and continued: "Remember to show off my ability to serve me, so that King Wei will be comfortable. Alas, the officer dedicated all his treasures, and King Wei will definitely be grateful for this. Full of sincerity! There are also those who have not broken their bodies and are not willing to move you. What you want is the freshness...From young to sophisticated, there is always one who can win him and exchange my glory and wealth!"

The more you speak, the more unbearable.

Mei Xueyi sneered at the corners of her lips.

"Take it down." Her voice was not loud, echoing coldly in the vestibule.

The guards rushed forward, and when the little calf guard passed by Mei Xueyi, he dared to mutter ‘be nice to others’.

Mei Xueyi: "..." Isn't this what she just said? Look at who is Wei Jinzhao's staff, it's a bad idea!

In the courtyard, the fat official was immediately pressed to his knees.

He cried out strangely: "I am the guard of Beilincheng, I betrayed General Weihu, and I opened the door for King Wei. Who dares to move me!"

Looking up, Mei Xueyi was looking at him with a smile.

Fat Guard shuddered unconsciously, knowing that he was not good.

The guard scolded: "In front of the queen and the empress, Hugh is presumptuous!"

The defensive fat trembled, and his head was covered with cold sweat.

Mei Xueyi smiled lightly: "You know, because Jinling Xiaoshijun covets this palace, that's the war disaster of today. The monopoly of this palace is far better than your majesty. Taking my husband is like killing me."

As soon as the words came out, all the women in the courtyard hulala knelt on the ground.

Someone cried out: "Niang Niang for my life! I was forcibly taken by Huang Shoubei, and he wounded my father! I don't want to serve King Wei, and I have no desire for favor!"

Under her leadership, the women shouted injustices and cried again and again, and shook all the evil things that the fat guard had done in the past.

"Okay," Mei Xueyi frowned, "drag it out and cut it."

Fat Guard was shocked: "You can't kill me, Queen Empress! It's the gate I opened for King Wei, and I'm an important minister! The harem must not be involved in politics, this is the rule set by the ancestors!"

Mei Xueyi glanced at him and chuckled, "This palace is the demon queen, the queen of pets, and you are fine with this palace, are you okay?"

She waved her hand, and the wolf-like guard immediately dragged the guard away.

The women in the courtyard shivered.

Mei Xueyi paced over: "Go back separately, and just tell others what happened today, so that everyone knows what it is like to offer a beautiful woman to King Wei."

All the beauties: "..."

Seeing them leave the courtyard one by one, Mei Xueyi curled her lips happily.

What kind of virtuous virtue? After being favored by the faint king, he just wants to do whatever he wants.

Mei Xueyi arbitrarily took the lead and cut off the defense surnamed Huang.

Still a little bit worried.

After all, the key point for one person below ten thousand people is still the ‘one person’.

She sat alone in the newly furnished spacious and magnificent bedroom, thinking to herself for a while.

He got up, sat on the couch next to the wooden window, raised his hand to mess with Yun's temples, tenderly held his cheeks, and bowed his head to brew tears.

After holding back for a long time, his eyes were dry.

After all, it is a big demon who is rolling in the blood of the corpse mountain like a common meal. It is impossible to cry, and there is no way to cry when the sky is falling.

Reluctantly pursing her lips, she took the celadon pot on the low table with flowers, lifted the lid, and wiped her eyes with tea.

Wipe a few times, and then rub his eyes with the palm of his hand, making himself red with tears in his eyelashes.

Footsteps came from the courtyard.

She quickly closed the lid of the teapot and pushed it far under the window sill.

Looking up, the familiar slender figure has reached the corridor, ignoring his illness, but he is really a beautiful man in the wind.

Seeing that he was about to step into the house, Mei Xueyi hurriedly lowered her head, stroking her forehead, and choked softly.

His footsteps were noticeable, and then he brought a gust of wind and came to her.

A big hand with a three-point caution, landed on her shoulder.

"Queen?" The husky, low voice was a little nervous.

Mei Xueyi was brewing emotions and looked up at him pitifully: "Your Majesty..."

He stared down at her teary eyes, his eyebrows raised an undetectable arc.

"Who is it that dare to make my queen sad? I want him to die alone."

Mei Xueyi pressed the corner of her mouth that she wanted to cock up, turned around and rushed towards him, put her arms around his waist, and rubbed her face against his chest.

"Your Majesty, if I killed your courtier, will you condemn me? I didn't mean it. He provoked me. I would use a beauty to snatch you away from me. I would only be impulsive."

How pitiful her voice is.

A cold finger provoked her chin.

She didn't feel guilty, put on an aggrieved and sad look, and looked straight at his black eyes.

For a long while.

He coughed.

As he coughed, he said, "I'm crying like a faceless face!"

Mei Xueyi was delighted, her face even more pitiful: "Will your Majesty forgive me?"

"No." He stared at her.

Mei Xueyi's expression was slightly stiff.

Finally he couldn't hold it back, and the corners of his lips curled up: "I don't blame you, why don't you forgive me! It's just the queen, don't use tea next time, your face will be yellow!"

Mei Xueyi: "..."

The whole body is petrified.

He lowered his head and lifted his shirt.

The place where she arched her face was still stained with some tea foam.

Mei Xueyi: "..." The first time I did this kind of thing, after all, it was too young and flawed.

Huojun picked her up very happily and happily praised her: "That's it, you don't have to show mercy to those unpredictable things!"

On this day, Junjun's mood was visible to the naked eye.