agent queen is too wild

It felt so real, her lips were so soft and sweet that he couldn't help kissing her again and again.

If this is a dream, let it last longer and don't wake up!

"Your Majesty..." Soft words rang in my ears, but it was not Yi Ren's familiar voice.

Tang Shaoyuan woke up suddenly, sat up, and pushed Wei Lingyuan's body away.

"You let you come in privately?" There was thunderous anger in the long and narrow phoenix eyes, which made Wei Lingyuan turn pale with horror.

After a long time, she said aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, since you are married to a concubine, you are not lucky..."

"Do you have an opinion?" Tang Shaoyuan said coldly.

"The concubine dare not, it's just—ah—the emperor!"

Wei Lingyuan screamed, and his clothes were torn.

There was no prelude to entering fiercely, with anger like venting.

"Since you want it, I will give it to you!" Tang Shaoyuan said word by word.

Wei Lingyuan's face was pale, and she wept silently, Tang Shaoyuan, what kind of person are you? Why do you have a handsome face but a cold heart?

Which woman took your heart?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The first snowfall of the year in Northern Qin Imperial City was extraordinarily unrestrained.

Heavy snow fell from the sky one after another, covering the earth with a layer of pure white.

Looking as far as the eye can see, the sky is vast.There are thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and there is only one pure color left.But the birds in the mountains will disappear, and the people in the mountains will disappear.

Daxiangguo Temple is still full of incense, and the Buddha's name bursts out.At this moment, the morning bell has not yet struck, and there are very few pilgrims.

However, in the Daxiong Palace, a slender and luxurious figure is burning incense and lighting candles.

With his left hand behind his back, he held the end of the candle with his beautiful and slender right hand, and lit the red candles on the candlestick one by one.The glare halo increased little by little, rendering the Daxiong Palace into a blurred illusion.

He did it very attentively and carefully, as if there was only one thing in the world worthy of his dedication.

When Abbot Wuchen stepped into the Daxiong Palace, what he saw was Dongfang Chen illuminated by thousands of candle lights.

The handsome man with a godlike background was tall and mighty, exuding a light that made people dare not look directly at him, but when he turned around, there was an imperceptible loneliness.

"Master, stay safe." Dongfang Chen greeted Wu Chen, but the candle was still lit in his hand, without the slightest pause.But no one would think that he was rude, as if his every move was as it should be, as it should be.He should be.

Wuchen put his hands together and said kindly: "It's freezing cold, the emperor pays homage to the Buddha in this weather, which shows his sincerity."

Dongfang Chen smiled faintly: "Is it true that sincerity is true?"

Wuchen said with a smile: "The Buddha said: Don't say it, don't say it, it's wrong to say it."

Dongfang Chen couldn't help laughing, looked at the marriage lottery inside the wooden cylinder and said suddenly: "Master, can I calculate the marriage for me?"

Wu Chen was startled, and raised his eyes to look at him, this high-ranking man is the object of pursuit of thousands of women, so is it considered a marriage?

But he had a relationship with Dongfang Chen. When Dongfang Chen was not the emperor, he was often bullied by other princes, so the Empress Dowager Chunyu sent him to the Daxiangguo Temple, saying that he would cultivate his character and pray for the country, but in fact he was avoiding disasters.

Dongfang Chen has a gloomy and suspicious personality since he was a child, thanks to Wu Chen's guidance in Feng Zhong, he dissipated a lot of hostility.

But after ascending the throne as the emperor, his hands are covered with blood, and he has not been to the Buddhist temple for a long time. Today, Wu Chen felt that he was as lonely as a knife's edge, and his hostility was hard to dissipate, so he was surprised.

"Please draw the lottery, Your Majesty." Wu Chen lifted the lottery holder up and said.

Dongfang Chen, who has always been unbelievable, was slightly shaken as the sticks were spinning in the scripture tube.

Crack, a stick fell to the ground.

Pick up the gown and sign and hand it to Wuchen.

Wu Chen said: "This is the No.40 four hexagrams, Tian Feng Xun, Xing Gua. There is wind in the world. This hexagram overlaps with different hexagrams. The lower sundae is upper dry. The dryness is the sky, and the sundae is the wind. There is wind in the world, and all things flourish. , Prosperity in troubled times. Yin and Yang meet each other. But five yangs and one yin, yang damages yin longevity."

Yang damages Yin Shou, Yang damages Yin Shou...

Dongfang Chen felt his ears ringing, it turned out that the women who followed him would lose their lives!

Forget it, don't think about her anymore, don't miss her anymore!

Walking out of Daxiangguo Temple slowly, the wind and snow gradually thinned.

There are also little crystal snowflakes falling from the sky.

Spinning, circling, falling to the ground, melting... the snow disappears without a trace.

The little eunuch opened a bright yellow silk umbrella and held it for Dongfang Chen.

A hundred meters away from the Daxiangguo Temple, there is an arc-shaped white jade bridge. The whole bridge is made of white marble.The bridge is ten meters long and three meters wide, allowing two carriages to drive side by side.This is the legendary marriage bridge.

On March [-]rd, the old red line leads.

Every few days of the red thread meeting, the Marriage Bridge will be paved with thousands of turns of red thread, densely packed with hundreds of turns and thousands of turns.

It's just that for each red rope, the end of the thread is always laid at the end of the bridge, and the end of the thread is placed at the end of the bridge.The Marriage Bridge is high and semicircular, so people at the first and last ends of the bridge cannot meet each other.On the day of the meeting, men and women stand at both ends of the bridge, and each picks up a red thread and wraps it between their fingers.The red thread is lightly wrapped, and the people at the bridge gradually draw closer.

Pulled by the sky until he walked in front of himself.The other end of that red line is your destiny.

Dongfang Chen stood at the bridgehead, looking melancholy at the three thousand beauties in the harem, but the one who left had already taken away his marriage.

Sighing silently, turning around to leave, suddenly a small black spot appeared on the other side of the bridge.

The immature child's voice resounded crisply in the ice and snow: "Sister, wake up, don't sleep, save someone, save someone, is there anyone?"

The anxious and frightened voice made people look at him unknowingly.

The little man looked up, saw Dongfang Chen, and rushed over.

"Bold, stop!" the little eunuch shouted sharply.

The little boy was so frightened that he stood there and said with tears in his eyes, "Brother, I beg you to save my sister, okay? My sister... she is dying!"

Because Dongfang Chen made a private visit in Weifu, and it was a pure place of Buddhism, so he did not bring guards.

In front of Dongfang Chen, the little caretaker said viciously: "Go, go, what is dead and alive, bad luck, hurry up, or you will be arrested!"

The little boy rushed over to the little eunuch and grabbed Dongfang Chen's robe and sobbed, "I only have one relative, sister, please save her, as long as you save my sister, I will do anything for you 555555555..."

Dongfang Chen's eyes swept away, and he walked to the other side of the bridge.

In the white snow all over the sky, a woman in black with disheveled black hair was lying on the freezing ice and snow.

The black made her snow-white neck even more beautiful, but her long hair covered her face, so she couldn't see the beauty's face clearly.

A slender figure, a faint scent of flowers...

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^