Proud Concubine Difficult to Train: My Palace Comes from Modern Times

--- "In the future, if you dare to call me a prince, I will punish you like this." ---

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The sound of the rain is dripping, with a bit of the coolness of the warm autumn and summer solstice and Xiao Qing, the world seems to have never been so uniquely quiet.

The entangled and intertwined world of Xue Xingying and Yumanteng is isolated from the world, like stepping into a deep mountain cave with falling snow.

There was a bonfire on the ground that could still be used to dry clothes. Su Shajue found two branches, spread Jun Ziyan's wet coat, and baked it in front of the bonfire. There is a hint of sweetness in it, and the sullen smile is never satisfied.

The petals are flying, and there are thick petals on the ground, and there will only be a rustling sound when stepping on it.

Jun Ziyan, who was left with only a thin and bright coat because of being wet, suppressed a slight smile at this moment, and the whole bundle of hair was loosened, and the three thousand black hairs were scattered like a waterfall, like the finest silk, black and shiny , the elegant and peaceful face sighed in a daze at the falling and dancing snow apricots, and was attracted by the comfortable world brewed by these pure and flawless snow apricots.

"How do you know this place? These branches and vines seem to be entwined with Xue Xing, building this world to be watertight, just like a pair of lovers who don't want to be disturbed, living a life that only envies mandarin ducks but not immortals. "Junziyan smiled and admired, stretched out her hand, and the falling snow apricot cherry fell on her white jade boneless palm, her vermilion lips raised lightly, and with a breath, the snow apricot cherry in her hand fell again, as light as a feather.

Seeing her enjoying herself so much, Su Shajue only regretted not bringing her here sooner, and said softly, "This is the place where my third sister-in-law and my third brother met!"

Hearing the words startled, Jun Ziyan suddenly remembered what Wanyan Che had said to him about "the wife of the elder brother", and couldn't help wondering, is he really this kind of person?Quan Mou continued to look at Xue Xingying, and responded lightly: "A handsome man meets a beautiful woman, it's quite poetic!"

Su Sha was slightly taken aback by her calm attitude, complex eyes flashed in her deep eyes, didn't she care?Don't you care about what Wanyan Che said?Or did she not care about him at all?

"You, don't you ask me why I married my third sister-in-law?" In front of her, he never wanted to be called 'the king', he just wanted to face the person he liked as an ordinary man.

"Exposing people's scars is not my interest. If you want to tell me, why do you need me to ask?" The gentleman did not raise his head, still playing with the dancing snow apricot cherry blossoms, as if no one was there.

With a few steady steps behind him approaching, Jun Ziyan was draped over his shoulders with his own blue shirt. His face was stunned, and he stroked his warm shirt after being baked by the bonfire with his hands, and the tip of his nose fluttered behind him. The elegant aura emanating from the man mixed with the elegant fragrance of snow apricot and cherry blossoms, Jun Ziyan turned around and smiled at Susha Jueqiao: "Thank you!"

The man stood tall, his elegant and noble figure could not hide his noble aura, he hesitated after teasing and said, "Ziyan, then, do you want to hear it now?" It's not that I don't want to say it to her, but it's a little unbearable.

"Then will it hurt if you say it? If you do, then don't say it." Jun Ziyan put on the blue shirt and tied it, smiled calmly, and said.

Recalling the pain, despair and speechlessness shown on Wanyan Che's expression when he said these words, that look made her worry, and made her reluctant to ask, nor did she want to ask!

It's not that she's not curious, but that she feels that she is already very good now. She has always been introverted when it comes to love between men and women. In modern times, her own strength once made her suffer from the pain of love, and she still couldn't get the final desired ending after going around. , so she doesn't want to bother with these things anymore, she likes the comfort when she is with him, although it is plain, it is also practical.

The words of the person she likes sounded plain, but they filled Su Shajue's heart with happiness. She was not indifferent to him, at least these words proved that she loved him, and that was enough.

His eyes darkened, and under the emotion, Susha couldn't help pulling her into his arms, hugging her waist tightly, burying his handsome face into her hair, absorbing the elegant fragrance of her body willingly, Muttering Qiyan: "Ziyan, do you accept me like this? Are we already on the same page? I know I shouldn't be impatient, but can you give me a reassurance first? Even just a nod is fine! "

Perhaps it was because of the coercion and hostility that he inadvertently sensed in the 'Drunken Yan Lake' today, which made him feel that Wanyan Che was enough, and he didn't want to have any more troubles.

A piece of holy white, layers of snow apricot sakura swaying with the wind, falling ethereally like snow, the two embrace each other, one mysterious and one blue in a snowy apricot forest, there is unprecedented harmony.

Hearing this, Jun Ziyan stretched out his arms around his waist without pretense, smiled frivolously and said: "I don't know, at least the feeling is not so bad now, since that's the case, let's let nature take its course, anyway, I can rest Wanyan Che, if you are not satisfied with you, you can dump you, it all depends on whether your performance meets the standard in my heart."

The man's wet clothes had become slightly dry in front of the bonfire and under the scorching heat of body temperature just now, and the slight dampness fluttered on Jun Ziyan's face, but it still did not diminish the warmth and tenderness he gave when he hugged her at this moment.

The clear and smiling voice is still frivolous and flamboyant, but it has given a little balance and stability to the man's heart, which is worried about gains and losses.

"I won't give you this chance. I swear that I won't let anyone destroy us, and I don't want you to escape your inner thoughts because of worldly thoughts. You just have to do what you want. That's enough, leave the rest to me." Su Shajue leaned against her forehead, stared straight at her, and breathed her scorching breath towards her slightly sallow face, muttering a declaration.

The color of Tan Mou's pupils deepened, as if falling into a deep well and mire, he forgot to surface the water, forgot the beauty of breathing, just because he had drowned in her smile just now, unable to extricate himself, and did not want to dive out.

The wide palm caressed her dark hair, and combed it between the fingers, the slight coolness and smooth touch made him addicted.

Hearing this, Jun Ziyan smiled again, not noticing Su Shajue's darker eyes, and said: "It sounds like a good deal, and this deal seems to be all I need to enjoy, my lord. Picked up a cheap son, right?" Jun Ziyan couldn't help laughing when he thought of the aggrieved look of that little old man when he called his mother.

Su Shajue's burning eyes flickered on her red lips which opened and closed, smiled and pursed, and said in a daze: "Call me Jue, don't call me 'Prince', didn't you already say that in Yufengxuan last time?" Is it? In front of you, I have never been a noble prince."

"It's still easier to call the prince." Jun Ziyan deliberately carried him on the shoulders, smiling like a flower, unparalleled in beauty, like a lotus flower in full bloom in the south of the Yangtze River under the morning light.

The man's eyes darkened, he did not refute, but responded directly with actions.

The original movement of stroking her hair reached as far as her neck, forcing her to press against him, but the next moment, he had already sealed the red lips that were opening and closing, and every smile and smack drew his heartstrings.

In an instant, the eyes of the two met each other, both startled and startled!

Gentleman Yanquan's eyes were slightly open, his heart was palpitating and frantic, his brain paused for a moment, and the hands around his waist trembled slightly. At this moment, the enlarged face of the man was extremely beautiful and handsome, and his lips were as soft as tofu Tender, just touching each other made her feel suffocated and frantic, and her head was hot.

Maybe it was because the shock in Jun Ziyan's eyes was too obvious, Su Shajue didn't dare to act rashly, feeling a little annoyed by his out-of-control behavior.

However, at this time, the arrow is on the string, and he has no choice but to act. Moreover, he has never been so panic-stricken and worried about gains and losses as he is today.

There was a faint orchid fragrance on her lips, which made him addicted. Just such a simple touch and light touch made him feel as if he was hit by an electric current, and his whole body was trembling. It made him want more, but he didn't dare. presumptuous.

Reason told me that I shouldn't scare her and should leave her, but I couldn't disobey the inner desire for her.

In an instant, the man's Taoyao's lips trembled slightly due to tension, and his temples were sweating, feeling a little annoyed at the awkward stalemate between the two of them at this moment.

Gentleman Yan felt his uneasiness, and was slightly amused by his reaction. His heart was filled with warm currents. He closed his eyes wisely, stretched out his arms around his waist, moved them up, and wrapped them around his neck. To make an initial response to his actions can be regarded as tacit expectation.

Seeing her like this, Su Shajue only felt his heart bursting like a flower, unable to express his joy, he no longer hesitated to turn the tide of emotion in his heart into aggression, and invaded her mouth, just like his previous forbearance, This time, he was overjoyed like never before.

It is like the momentary venting of animal madness, like the sweetness of nectar after a long drought, and even more satisfying like tasting fine nectar and jade wine. Every kiss is gentle and slow, and he is fascinated by it, as if it has been hidden for thousands of years. The lid of the Jia kiln had been lifted, and the rich aroma of wine permeated the air, all of which were the most unique mellow and sweet, which made him unable to extricate himself for a long time and drowned in it.

The sound of rain outside bursts, slow and urgent, and the snow, apricot, and cherry blossoms scattered and fell on the embracing couple, adding a bit of elegance and wonderland to them.

The woman closed her eyes tightly, her dense eyelashes fluttered slightly, like a butterfly flapping its wings lightly, her jade-like face gradually became as beautiful as a plum, as red and tender as a peach, due to the first intimate contact between the two of them, Provocative.

Rolling and turning, strong and light pecking, the two are accepting and choosing, in the long suffocation of giving and plundering, they finally parted with a slight gasp of reluctance. Like the entanglement between Xue Xingying and Yu Manteng, it is inseparable.

"In the future, if you dare to call me a prince, I will punish you like this." Su Shajue declared with a silly smile, like a child acting like a child, and the man vines full of happiness in his heart have already intertwined into a web at this time, and cannot be added.

Gentleman Yan leaned against his arms as softly as waxy as if his strength had been sucked out, and snorted coquettishly, calling him a rascal, but the unconcealable charming emotion in his eyes and the slightly swollen corners of his red lips Yang's smile proved the unexplainable joy in his heart.

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Some relatives said that the meatballs are counting words, sweat!Maruko feels that it is necessary to explain that an article has its ups and downs, and there will always be a sudden flatness as a foreshadowing for the next climax--the coming of the tide, how can this be to make up the number of words?Wanzi covered her chest and wept bitterly, isn't there any plot development in each chapter now? ? ?Roar~~tears~~~ (Writing a novel is difficult, and writing a novel that satisfies everyone is even more difficult, Maruko complains)