Spring apricots around the palace wall

Chapter 110 Spring Breeze Turns into Rain ([-])

Feeling her enthusiasm, Xuan Wei grabbed the back of her head and deepened the kiss, lingering and lingering, gradually going crazy.

They haven't been intimate for a long time, even if this moment of tenderness is cheated.At least at this moment, she really wasn't disappointed in him.

Ruan Wei will still give it to Wumaling sooner or later, by then...

Xuan Wei quickly forgot about the things that haven't happened yet, the most important thing is to have fun in time.

When pressing her on the bed and going to the next step, Yu Chumeng reminded him: "No, it will hurt the child."

Only then did Xuan Wei regain his sanity, but this little matter was not enough to dampen his interest.

He held Chumeng in his arms, and kissed her lips again and again, but he never got tired of kissing and hugging her enough.

After waking up, he found that she was still in his arms, not leaving like before, Xuan Wei felt extremely comfortable all over.

Yu Chumeng urged him sleepily: "Go to court, you're still waiting."

Such a gentle tone made Xuan Wei elated.

He lay there for a while extremely abnormally, refusing to get up, and finally got pushed and kicked out of bed by her, still feeling happy in his heart.
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When Xuan Wei was in court, he was lost in thought for no reason.

On one side is Chumeng's long-lost tenderness to him, and on the other side is the temptation of the half-drawings of guns and crossbows. .

He is reluctant to give up both, and wants both. Is there a way to have both?
The courtiers were talking about it, and Xuanwei suddenly thought that if Ruan Wei was voluntary, Chu Mengmeng would not have such a violent reaction.

But Ruan Wei's temper is really fierce... If he tried to persuade her, maybe she would commit suicide in heartbreak.

No hurry, take your time.

After the court, Xuanwei arranged for Ruan Wei and Wu Maling to meet at Zangshu Pavilion.

When Ruan Wei was ordered to go to Zangshuge to look for scrolls for the emperor, she knew something was wrong, but she still pretended to know nothing about it.

What else could be going on, most likely he wanted to green himself.

Sure enough, as soon as she entered, the door was closed, and the library was very quiet, and a needle could be heard.

Ruan Wei turned around carefully on the first floor, but couldn't find the book the emperor wanted, so she went up the steps.

On the attic of Zangshu Pavilion, Wu Maling stood tall and tall in front of a row of bookshelves, holding a book in one hand and reading it seriously.

He was dressed in Qiyuan uniform, and his quiet appearance had a bit of elegance.

Unexpectedly, this man who likes to ride and shoot looks like he is in the land of no one.

Ruan Wei admired his profile, and asked aloud, "What book are you reading?"

Wu Maling turned to look at her upon hearing the sound.

This is the third side. On the first side, she was dressed up in formal concubine costumes, dignified yet straightforward.On the second side, the night was ambiguous, she was dressed in revealing clothes, with a variety of styles.

Right now, she is wearing light blue casual clothes, simple hair accessories, and a clean and flawless face with light makeup, which is very comfortable to the eyes.

Wu Maling raised his eyebrows and said, "I heard people say that you are from Donglou, not a woman from Qiyuan."

Ruan Wei nodded.

When he got closer, he saw that Wu Maling was reading a book of foreign countries, and the page he turned to recorded the local conditions and customs of Donglou.

Because of her, he became interested in the small country of Donglou.

Wu Maling put the book back on the shelf, and turned to look at her with deep eyes: "I heard it said earlier that the princesses in Donglou are unparalleled in beauty."

Donglou is really small and inconspicuous, and there is nothing that can attract the attention of other countries. The only thing that makes Donglou famous in the world is the beauty of the princess.

There are too many famous and influential powers and dignitaries who came here just to see the face of the princess.

In Ruan Wei's opinion, it's just that the father is handsome, the mother and the concubines are pretty, and the princess born is naturally beautiful, and the princess of Donglou can show her face, so she is coveted by others.

Wu Maling raised her chin, admiring her face, and said casually: "King Donglou sent you to Qiyuan, why not send you to Anhuai? What I can give you is definitely better than Emperor Qiyuan can give you." There are many."

It's a pity that she came here on her own initiative, and it has nothing to do with the royal father.

Ruan Wei regretted: "If you go to Anhuai country, you have to marry your father, and then you have to call me concubine mother."

Wu Maling laughed: "Our folk customs are simple and simple, so I can inherit my father's concubine. Even if my father is still alive, the mother and concubine I like can become my woman. If my father is really reluctant, We can share."

This is simplicity?

Ruan Wei was dumbfounded, and after being dumb for a moment, she exclaimed: "It's really simple."

Wu Maling rubbed her chin with his fingertips, stretched out his hand, and hugged her delicate body into his arms.

"According to your age, it's probably... the Seventh Princess of Donglou?"

Ruan Wei raised her eyebrows: "I am ranked fifth."

Probably Wu Maling thought she was fifteen or sixteen years old.But she was 16 years old when she came to Qiyuan, now three years later, she is almost 20 years old.

Among the princesses, there are also high and low status. Although she is the fifth, she is not considered the oldest, but she is the only princess of Donglou who was born by the queen.

Wu Maling froze for a moment, his pupils suddenly dilated: "Are you the Fifth Princess?"

"Yes."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Wumaling tightened his arms around her.

Slowly, he approached her face and whispered in her ear: "I remember the wind and sand in Donglou, and I also remember the fifth princess in Donglou. I was ten years old that year."

He liked to play around since he was a child. That time, he was coaxed by his aunt to go to Donglou.My aunt didn't go, but sent a servant to go with him, but he had just arrived at Donglou, before he had a good time, he was locked into a house, and the servant left.

He was not very old, and he was quite frightened when he saw several stinking corpses in that house. The walls of this house were so high that he couldn't get over it no matter what.

He didn't dare to run around in this place, but he was cold and hungry soon.

The instinct to survive finally overcame the fear. He looked for food in the house where dead bodies could be seen at any time, found some rotten meat and rotten fruit, and ate it when he was extremely hungry.

Finally he found the hammer in the cellar.

The hammer was very heavy, he cheered up desperately, and cut a hole in the corner of the wall.

But after escaping, people outside told him that all the people in this family died of the plague.

plague……

He still stayed in that house for more than three days and three nights, and all he ate and used was the things in that house.

Death was so close to him.

He had nowhere to live, so he could only hide under the bridge and tremble, waiting for the onset of illness and death.

Soon he developed symptoms, sometimes his body was as cold as falling into an ice cellar, and sometimes as if he had fallen into a sea of ​​fire, he was so hot that he wanted to take off his clothes.

Then he was discovered by guards patrolling the city, and together with many people, he was locked in a large iron cage and transported to a mass grave to be burned alive.

Many people were pushed into the sea of ​​fire before his eyes. They struggled desperately in the fire, and in the end they could only die in the most painful way.

There were wailing and screaming for help around him, which gave him a headache, and the burly man next to him was so frightened that he peed his pants.He covered his ears, expressionless.

It's not that I'm not afraid, it's useless to be afraid, no one will come to rescue him when he sees him crying miserably, and no one will even give him a hug.Struggle can only make him more embarrassed.

While he was quietly waiting for death, on the high platform, surrounded by guards, a girl looked straight at him with amber eyes.

Before he was pushed into the pyre, the girl pointed her finger at him and said, "I want him to live."

(End of this chapter)