Marry Donggong

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That night.

The spring breeze is so light, so soft, and lingering.

Shenhou Mansion, Xixi Garden.

The lanterns are lit, like the moonlight, and the clear brilliance falls, scattered throughout the garden.

The flower branch looked at the lantern in amazement, and when she picked it up, she seemed to be holding the stars in her hands in the gentle spring night.

She has never seen such a beautiful lantern!

"Miss, where did His Highness the Crown Prince buy this lantern in Chang'an City?" The flowers moved. Every year during the Spring Festival and the Ghost Festival in Chang'an City, there are vendors selling lanterns, but they are far less beautiful than this lantern.

Shen Yi's hand holding the chess piece was slightly frozen, and she dropped the white piece on the chessboard made of raw jade.

Pedaling makes a crisp sound.

Her voice was as normal as ever, as calm as water: "This lamp was made by His Royal Highness himself."

Hua Zhi's eyes widened in shock, it was actually made by His Highness the Crown Prince himself?
She has met His Highness the Crown Prince several times. His Highness is as handsome as a god, awe-inspiring and inviolable. She almost dare not look directly at him.

There are rumors in Chang'an City that His Highness has a high self-esteem and has never paid attention to noble ladies from noble families. There are no maids in the East Palace to serve him, so he has no love affairs.

Now he has made such an exquisite lantern for the young lady, which shows the uniqueness of the young lady in the heart of His Royal Highness.

A smile appeared on Huazhi's face, and she couldn't help but stare at Shen Yi, who was hiding her beauty.

The woman's three thousand daisy pieces are like moonlight pouring down, falling on her delicate bare shoulders. Her white teeth are fresh inside, her cheeks support her power, and she has her own fragrance and magnanimity.

There is no place that is not beautiful.

The prince of Chu prince had another wife and broke off his engagement with the young lady, and the young lady also broke up with him.

The young lady should choose the most outstanding man in the world as a good son-in-law, so that the Crown Prince of Chu will regret his mistake. His Royal Highness seems to be very suitable.

Shen Yi saw Huazhi looking at her "strangely" and asked, "Huazhi, what's the matter?"

Huazhi immediately lowered his head slightly, hiding the smile on his lips: "To answer the question to the lady, I just feel that His Highness the Crown Prince is very special to the lady."

Shen Yi's clear eyes were gleaming with water, and her heart was trembling slightly, feeling numb.

She meditated, Ah Jing indeed treated her differently than others.

Ah Jing would call her sister A Yi with burning eyes.

He would show his vulnerability, his sadness, and his joy in front of her without reservation.

He would run to her desperately to save her.

The heat that unintentionally wrapped around Xiao Jing's thin waist last night arose again for no reason.

I don't know when, but the young man's body has become closer to that of an adult man, with strong muscles and smooth and clear lines.

Some feelings seem to be different.

Shen Yi calmed down and said calmly: "It's just an ordinary thing."

Huazhi quietly raised her head and looked at Shen Yi's unusually stunned look.

She smiled and said nothing, "Miss, please forgive me for talking too much. It's already getting late, so I don't want to disturb my daughter in her sleep."

After saying this, Huazhi turned around and retreated, smiling ambiguously.

She thought of the one-story book that was very popular in Chang'an City at that time.

In the storybook, the husband is a man of extraordinary beauty and gold. Many women are infatuated with him, express their true love to him, and even secretly flirt with him, trying their best to seduce him.

He was unmoved, aloof and ascetic, only devoted to his little childhood sweetheart.

He gave her all his enthusiasm, love, and even deep desire until death.

Such a ruthless, yet so devoted man made the women in Chang'an City fascinated, and the husband could only exist in heaven.

Huazhi's eyes were a little rippling, and her words seemed to be expressing her feelings for the young lady and His Royal Highness.

It's really wonderful.

In another corner of Shenhou Mansion, in the alley.

The bright moon shines on the trees, and the sound of wind invades the corridor.

Shen Ce Yinglang's face was solemn, and his eyes were filled with anger.

He told Shen Zishan about Shen Yi and Xiao Jing spending the night together in the cave.

He was originally afraid of the prince's pretentious and evil-minded wolf cub, and when he saw his biological sister Su Ding who was slightly absent-minded, his heart sank even more.

Therefore, Shen Ce felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, fearing that Xiao Jing could easily abduct the jewel in the eye of their Shenhou Mansion.

Shen Zishan's face was solemn, and Yi Niang was heartbroken when the prince of Chu broke off her engagement.

So soon, another man came to provoke Yiniang, but it turned out that this man was the prince who was regarded as the heir apparent.

In the future, when the prince ascends the throne and there are 72 concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards, I am afraid that Yiniang will be wronged!
Shen Ce added: "Father, from the child's point of view, the prince is greedy and lusty. His eyes looking at Yiniang are extremely wanton and hot. He must have been planning this for a long time."

"We can't let him kidnap Yi Niang!"

When Shen Zishan heard the words "Prince is greedy and lustful", his eyebrows skipped a beat.

His voice was filled with anger: "If the prince really has evil intentions towards Yi Niang, my husband will never let him succeed!"

The greedy and lustful wolf cub they described was indeed what they said, he was coveting Xiao and thinking about Shen Yi.

East Palace.

Xiao Jing was sitting in front of the desk, carving small statues with her big, chiseled hands.

The woman closed her eyes, her long eyelashes curling like butterflies about to fly.

She is elegant and indifferent, with eyebrows as curled as distant mountains, clear lips and white skin, and she looks like a Nine-Xuan fairy in sleep.

His heart was beating wildly, and his red and phoenix eyes revealed hot infatuation.

In the cave, he saw Sister Ayi's dimple for the first time, and he knew how to carve it out.

The candlelight is light, and the time flows bit by bit, drop by drop.

The small statue has been carved.

Xiao Jing's hot fingertips were carefully caressing every inch of skin, moving back and forth, unable to put it down.

The tip of his lips twitched, and a seductive rouge color appeared.

A clatter.

Xiao Jue stood up and took off his long Xuanyi coat. The inner garment could not hide his skin where the sexual tension was so vividly expressed.

Suddenly, he took out a handkerchief with lingering fragrance.

When Shen Yi jumped off the cliff, he quietly stole a handkerchief left on a branch halfway up the cliff and hid it.

Xiao Jing brought the handkerchief to the tip of her straight nose and took a deep sniff.

The fragrance is fragrant, the jade is soft and gentle.

It's the smell of sister Ayi.

He covered the bed, with his long arms and legs, and his chest rising and falling together.

Xiao Jing gradually closed her Danfeng eyes.

In my mind, charming pictures flashed.

The man knelt at the feet of the woman's crystal-clear flesh, his eyes pious and lustful.His eyes are red and aggressive.

The big, sharp-jointed hands trembled as he held her feet, kneading, pinching, rubbing, rubbing and touching them.

He seemed to be particularly fond of her feet, and the longing in his heart was deeper than ever before.

A low, hoarse sigh escaped from the burning throat, as if she was satisfied and unable to stop: "Sister Ayi."

"Sister Ayi who is the only one who has Ajing."

In an instant, the room was filled with spring light.

……

The night was deeper.

At midnight, the imperial city with red walls and blue tiles fell into silence.

Concubine Cui looked at herself in the mirror, her red lips were moist and seductive, and her eyes were as charming as silk.

Wearing a black gold cloud embroidered shirt on the upper body and a peony silk brocade skirt on the lower body, she is full of elegance.

She has been favored in the palace for many years. Needless to say, her appearance is unparalleled.

Taking a deep breath, Concubine Cui walked out of Huale Palace. She hid her figure in the night and walked quietly towards Penglaiju.

Penglaiju.

The environment is quiet and ethereal, and the water is tinkling and gurgling.

All the waiters were sent away and there was no one left.

It seems, just waiting for an old friend whom I haven't seen for many years.

The Imperial Master was wearing a elegant green robe, his eyebrows were empty.

He has cultivated the supreme Buddha Dharma and can understand the heavenly phenomena. He only serves the common people and does not enter the secular world.

Suddenly, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded: "Master Imperial Master, I haven't seen you for many years, how are you?"

The Imperial Master's body was shaken, and he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the visitor.

The appearance of the old friend is even better than before, the beauty is beautiful and the country is fragrant.

He lowered his eyes and said in a hollow voice: "I'm sorry, my dear concubine, I'm sorry. Everything is fine with me."

Concubine Cui was also looking at him. Time seemed to have left no trace on his face. His eyebrows were trimmed and his eyes were narrowed, looking like a fairy.

As for her, there was already a trace of wrinkles at the end of her eyes.

She looked towards the Imperial Preceptor and asked: "Master Imperial Preceptor, do you know why I came to look for you?"

The imperial master turned the prayer beads in his hand and said pitifully: "Is the imperial concubine here for Miss Shen?"

Concubine Cui's red lips were as bright as fire, and her tone was a bit mocking: "I really admire your master's miraculous calculations."

The Imperial Master did not seem to hear the ridicule in Concubine Cui's tone. He only said: "The eldest daughter of the Shenhou Mansion has a weak destiny and will not die a good death."

"Ziweixing, who has the appearance of an emperor, lost 20 years of her life. She knelt down every day and sacrificed her heart's blood. This was her fate, Xingluan Da Dong."

When Shen Yi was mentioned, Concubine Cui hated her with all her heart. Her eyes were filled with hatred: "Zi Wei Xing, who has the appearance of an emperor, changed her fate against the will of heaven?"

"Is that bitch worthy?"

The Imperial Master sighed with compassion and said: "The noble concubine must not be so angry. I will try my best to correct her fate."

"She will live a miserable life, bereaved, imprisoned, and gone sadly."

Concubine Cui's eyes immediately reflected Shen Yi's misery and desolation, and the tragic situation of losing her loved ones and making her miserable.

OK, very good.

She said in a cheerful tone: "That's very good."

After a long while, Concubine Cui looked at the solemn Imperial Preceptor, walked to his side, exhaled like blue, the bright red Kou Dan pressed his body under the green robe, and asked: "For whom are the Imperial Preceptors dealing with Shen Yi?" ?”

The Imperial Master held his breath and concentrated, his figure and eyebrows unchanged: "For the common people."

"Tampering with Miss Shen's fate, she is really a monster, and will cause a bloody storm in Beixiang Kingdom. I cannot allow this scourge to remain in this world."

Concubine Cui looked at the imperial master who was compassionate and compassionate, as if he had seen through the mortal world, and her face froze slightly.

She asked again: "What about Yongning?"

"Shen Yi has caused her such misery. Don't you, Imperial Master, feel the slightest bit of hatred and distress?"

The Imperial Master remained silent.

Concubine Cui took off her black gold cloud embroidered shirt, and the red bellyband inside looked like blood.

The bones and flesh are plump and delicate, as round as jade.

Her Kou Dan hooked and scratched on the chest of the Imperial Master, and her red lips lightly opened, with a water that attracted endless reverie.

"Qi Lang, do you remember the romantic relationship between you and me back then?"

"The sky is the quilt, the earth is the bed, and my red bellyband hangs around your neck."

The national master's forehead was beating, and the beads in his hand were spinning very fast.

He took a step back and said in a quiet tone: "My dearest concubine, all my ministers and ministers are in vain, and all the past and present events have been completely forgotten."

"I also ask the noble concubine to stop being too obsessed and hurting others and yourself."

Don't be too obsessed and hurt others and yourself?
It was clearly him who took the initiative to provoke her!

Concubine Cui's heart felt as if it had been pierced by thousands of arrows, riddled with holes, and the pain was unbearable.

When her son Chu Heng was two years old, he suffered from a long-term illness that was difficult to recover from. The imperial doctors in the palace were all useless and could not diagnose the cause of the disease.In desperation, she asked for help from the former Imperial Master.

This was the beginning of his bad relationship with her.

The former national master had profound Buddhist teachings and was also proficient in medical skills. He took the medicine prescribed by the national master a few days ago and performed the Dharma. Chu Heng was cured of his illness by the medicine.

At that time, he was the proud waiter of the former imperial master. However, he believed that he was gifted and did not concentrate on the study of Buddhism. He was dissolute and reckless.

Several times when he sent her out of Penglai Residence, he was so bold that he flirted with her verbally and even kneaded and caressed her under the Buddha statue.

She was lonely in her boudoir, and when Chu Heng was suffering from illness, the emperor was doting on his new concubine. He was not thinking about Shu, and only said a few perfunctory words about Chu Heng's illness. After listening to her many complaints, the emperor was impatient and simply refused. Her palace of Chinese music.

The emperor's favor has always been like the moon in the mirror or the flower in the water. She was enlightened and no longer had any hope in the emperor.

He seduced her secretly and pressed her harder and harder, so she couldn't help herself and braved the disapproval of the world to have sex with him. They had a secret knot and gave birth to their beloved daughter Yongning.

In this miserable palace with towering red walls and shocking and difficult steps, she finally found some solace.

But the happy time is always so short.

Only two years later, the former Imperial Master suddenly passed away, and he jumped to the position of Imperial Master.

Everything has changed.

He was ruthless and unjust, turning a blind eye to her and ignoring his biological daughter Yong Ning.

He buried their love for two years in a heartless letter with six cruel words: Wrong, wrong, wrong, Mo Mo Mo!
For more than ten years, he has been a master of the country with profound Buddhist teachings and a rock-solid heart towards the Buddha. She has been the most favored concubine in the Sixth Palace.

As soon as they saw each other again, he had no more feelings for her during those two years, and he didn't even feel the slightest bit of guilt!
Concubine Cui's charming eyes were filled with endless sadness and resentment.

She was unwilling to question: "Mingfeng Qi, you said that you have forgotten everything about your past life. Why don't you dare to open your eyes and look at me?"

"If you open your eyes and look at me, I don't believe that your eyes are empty." (End of Chapter)