Princesses are always forced to blacken

Chapter 346

Snapped…

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In the Yunchen Palace, the lanterns of the Panlong palace rang, and the burning sound was made, so as not to make the whole hall completely quiet, and the fear of He Zhengfeng might arise in the quiet.

After Yuhuang's words, Yun Ji was quiet for a while.

Just one more word:
"Uncle Huang has a lot of plans in his heart, and Jiyue has all the skills taught by Uncle Huang. How can he act under the eyes of Uncle Huang? Jiyue finally dare not choose more."

Leaving behind this indifferent tone, Yun Ji turned and left.

Going out of Yunchen Palace, he glanced at the night sky through the hooded eyes.

In the moon sky tonight, the moonlight is still shining, but its surroundings are hazy by a layer of veil, blurring the edge of the round moonlight.

It's like a copy of a painting that has been painted, but the water drops accidentally dripped on the surrounding area, rendering the ink color.

Taking a look, Yun Ji left.

After he left, Emperor Yu put down the memorial in his hand and walked out as well.

He also glanced at the sky like Yun Ji.

The hazy under the cover of moonlight.

It seemed like a stormy darkness.

"The remnants of the previous dynasty, a little girl, is not a problem at all. I never put it in my heart. What I wanted was actually the military power of the Su family from the beginning. Her unexpected appearance was just a gift for me. It's just a legitimate reason to get rid of the Su family."

After all, it is the emperor's suspicion, and it is the emperor's ambition.

"As for you, Jiyue, you must stay in my Yunlang at this moment. One day, I will let you go back to Danliang, and I will personally send Sister Jun's child back, and I will let you take back the one that should belong to you. everything, and become the new king of Danliang."

With his hands behind his back, Emperor Yu stopped quietly, his face was full of the emperor's thoughts, the emperor's power, all this, what exactly he was going to do, except himself, no one could see through his emperor's heart.

As for Yunji who left Yungong, after going out of Yungong, he opened the car curtain and took off the white satin covering his eyes, and the inside became bright again.

Han Mochen didn't come out, but he saw it again for a moment, and his dim vision gradually brightened.

"Go back!"

Just looking at it like this, he covered his eyes again with satin, and let Yun Ling drive back.

creak...

creak...

In the dark night, only such a moonlight carriage ran over the street.

On the left and right sides of the Yuehua carriage, moonlight lanterns are hung, and the lights inside illuminate the street ahead.

When passing through Beiyang Street, the carriage was stopped again.

Beiyang Street, which used to be the most prosperous, since Xiaoyaoju and Cang Pavilion were closed, there has never been such a dim light at night, nor has there been any bustle and bustle.

The inner city lake where the sound of harps and pipas used to be played incessantly at night, but now those painted boats have been put on hold, and there is no longer the charm and leisure of the past.

Yun Ji got off the carriage, his body moved, and he jumped up, his Yuehua clothes swaying in the evening wind, stepping on the lake in the inner city, he jumped into a vacant painting boat.

Standing on the bow of the painting boat, he took out the jade flute from his wide sleeve, and between his bright lips, a flute sounded.

It is clearly a masterpiece, melodious and pleasant to the ear, and it is refreshing to the ears, and it has been lingering for three days.

But the person living in Xiaoyao only felt that it was extremely unpleasant.

In the pitch-black pavilion, there is no candlelight, only the moonlight casts a little bit of light, so that the entire pavilion will not be completely black, and you can't see your fingers.

The man was lying on the soft couch in Huan Pavilion, just like when Xiaoyaoju was not sealed.

A jug of wine, the wine dripped down the corner of her mouth, staining her collar.

The ground under the feet, several altars of wine, are all empty.

"Disturbing people's happiness..."

The sound of the raucous flute lingered in my ears endlessly, Su Rao felt extremely agitated inside, staggered to stand up, walked to the window lattice in the dark, and pushed the window open.

The moonlight shone on Beiyang Street, reflecting the moonlight man on the painting boat. Under such a dense moonlight, he was dressed in the demeanor of an exile, and the moonlight cloak fluttered against the night wind. The belt and satin flutter, beautiful and beautiful.

"Where did the banished immortal from the sky come to enter my dream like this, if you don't go to have fun, wouldn't it be a waste of everything, what a pity."

Drunk and hazy.

Stepping on the window lattice, the graceful figure moved, dressed in a boy's attire, a shy little scholar, jumped down from Xiaoyaoju, and threw himself on the Jiaojiao Banished Immortal in the painting boat.

The banishment felt alienated for a while, and wanted to drive away this lecherous person, but saw a pair of bright peach blossom eyes with rippling autumn water inside, as if drunk and dreaming, and the raised arm of the banishment unconsciously dropped.

"Hehe, what a stunning person, where did the evildoer come from, to enter my dream and seduce my heart and soul, you are really extremely daring..."

This teasing laugh was full of drunkenness, Su Rao raised her head to look at Yun Ji, her eyes seemed clear and bright, but in fact, there was a haze inside, her eyes were covered by drunkenness.

"Rao Rao, you are drunk again, drunk is more harmful to your body, why do you still drink."

Juanmei's eyebrows were frowned, and the phoenix eyes under the satin, the bright color inside turned into translucent at this moment, as eye-catching and shining like obsidian.

"Do you know who I am? Just like that."

"Who are you?"

Shaking his head, Su Rao squinted his eyes vigorously again, only then did Yun Ji's astonishing look be reflected in those drunken peach-blossom eyes.

"You are…"

With slender jade fingers, Rou Mo lifted up, pointed at Yun Ji's face for a long moment, and then tore off the satin covering his eyes.

"You are…"

"You...are...Yun...Ji..."

Suddenly, he shook his head.

"No, no, you are Han Mochen..."

"Ah…"

Yun Ji laughed.

The eye-catching and stunning pair of red phoenix eyes are even more amazing when he smiles like this, and he will never forget it at a glance.

"My Rao Rao is so smart, she has already recognized it."

With slender jade fingers, he caressed Su Rao's blushing face.

"But I just want to be the raucous Ah Xiao, and I don't want to be Han Mochen, but it's very difficult, really difficult, no matter how much I try, I can't do it..."

The warmth and sweetness came from his lips again, swallowing up his next words. This was the beauty that made him crave for it, but it was also an insatiable greed that he didn't dare to ask for extravagantly.

The jade flute in his hand had fallen onto the board of the painting boat at some point, making a crisp sound, but it never disturbed the drunken woman, her soft catkin jade arms climbed up to his neck, thus giving him her beauty.

Yun Ji opened his eyes, just watched, seeing the person in his heart being so frivolous to him after being drunk again, perhaps, this will be the last time in their life that they are so close and have each other intimately.

Holding the waist of the person in his arms with a big hand, Yun Ji finally indulged himself and enjoyed the beauty of the last moment.

Until a drunken murmur from the lips:
"The taste of a beauty is so bitter."

Somewhat displeased, he pushed Yunji away, and accidentally touched Yunji's heart with his hand, causing Yunji to let out a muffled groan.

"Well…"

A faint smell of blood permeated the nostrils.

Su Rao was so familiar with the smell of blood, even though it was only a faint smell of blood, it made her suddenly sober.

"Um…"

Raise your hand and rub your temples.

I just feel that my brain is swollen and unbearable.

Seeing this, Yunji picked up the falling veil and covered his eyes again.

"Yan Qianbei is not drunk, can I wake up now?"

Rubbing the catkin on his temple, he paused without warning.

But not for an instant.

The bright eyes of peach blossoms fell on the stunning face again, although it was night, there was a hazy moonlight, seeing Yunji's rosy lips that seemed to have been painted with high-quality lip gloss...

Su Rao pressed the corner of her lips, and was silent for a while.

"I'm a little drunk, and I treat you as someone else."

In the end, only leaving such a sentence, Su Rao flew away.

I don't know whether it is to escape the throbbing in my heart that has long been difficult to suppress, and to run away in such a desperate way, or to be annoyed at myself for not being able to control myself driven by such drunkenness.

But after a while, he left Beiyang Street and disappeared.

"It's really drunk."

With this murmur, the sound of the flute sounded again, and the raucous notes came out again, melodious and melodious, stirring up the lonely night.

(End of this chapter)