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

--"If you say that again, I will never forgive you." ---

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At dawn, a bit of dazzling residual red slowly rises from the east, dipping into the pale sky, shining everywhere, and everything wakes up!

Inside the room, the furnishings are simple and exquisite, almost entirely made of bamboo and wood, including bamboo stools, bamboo tables, bamboo cabinets, and bamboo tables.

In the room filled with the elegant fragrance of bamboo, the air still lingered the crazy lingering smell of last night, ambiguous and charming.

On the bamboo floor, the woman was lying on her stomach. The man had already wiped the sweat stains on her body with water, and put on his underwear. The wide underwear was worn on her body, which set off her blushing and comfortable face in a lazy and peaceful way. , the clothes are as beautiful as snow, the face is like peaches and plums, the red lips are lightly raised, and the eyebrows are calm, exuding a charming and seductive taste.

The wound on the left arm stabbed by the broken porcelain has been carefully bandaged by the man, and the boneless catkin is clasped tightly with his fingers, and from time to time he stretches out to his lips to peck and kiss, as if it is like a treasure.

The hand-made comb caresses the silk and black silk of the gentleman's words, and the man's lonely eyes are full of strong love.

Following her lying posture, Re bent down and gently pressed her who was drowning under her body, looked at the fingers clenched between the two, kissed her bright cheeks lightly, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and raised a touch of worry about gain and loss. With a radian, a layer of sadness overflowed from the bottom of his eyes.

That's enough!As long as she is by his side, nothing else matters!

On the green bamboo window panes, the morning light reflected on the two people who were also wearing white underwear, casting a layer of seclusion.

"Well——" the woman below frowned softly, her lazy nasal voice was very charming and alluring, her watery eyes trembled slightly, she opened them half-closed a few times, and finally seemed unable to bear the pressure of her body. The drowsiness brought about fell asleep again and again.

Seeing her like this, the pampering in the man's eyes became more intense, and Gou Yang's smile deepened.

Gather her like a waterfall of three thousand blue silks to one side, and in an instant, the thin jade crane neck full of red marks came into view.

Always sullen, he couldn't help gasping, his lonely deep eyes darkened, his breathing became more and more rapid, his eyes trembled, his dry and hoarse voice was moist and cold, and he called softly with strong emotion: "Zi Yan."

"Huh?" Jun Ziyan replied lazily, the aches and pains all over her body made her have no energy to think too much.

The weight on her body was pressed down, full and firm, and with the faint scent of medicine, the kiss fell like a dragonfly, and moved up her neck until her earrings, cheeks, nose, and temples made her rise layer by layer. Su nu, intending to wake her up, but reluctantly controlled the intensity to harass her.

Finally, unable to bear the thirst, he moved to her half-opened lips, turned her face straight, the lips touched, the breath was chaotic, regardless of each other, interlocking fingers with her, entangled with each other, as if they were fine wine.

"Well—" Frowning lightly, the woman couldn't help but woke up seventy to eighty percent of the time.

The tired cut eyes were too lazy to open, the red lips were lightly raised, and he turned the lying body upright according to his posture, took out the fingers that were tightly intertwined with his, stretched them around his neck, and the white wide sleeves exposed lotus arms , glowing like jade in the morning light, exuding a seductive fragrance.

He kissed back instinctively, played with his lips and tongue, entangled and sucked each other, until his chest was filled with pain and suffocation, the man was willing to part from the red lips that had been violated by him.

At this moment, the tips of their noses touched each other, and their panting breaths teased each other, with three points of provocation and seven points of interest.

Gentleman Yan's misty eyes lazily opened, and when the face that he was thinking about appeared in front of him, his slender eyes couldn't help trembling in the mist, and his slender fingers slowly stretched out to his face to stick, and he Four eyes facing each other.

This face is still the same as before, with slightly furrowed eyebrows, proud nose, jueyao peach lips, and eyes that are always filled with bitterness, they are all so real.

When she stretched out her finger to his right cheek, the half-inch long arrow scar had already scabbed over. It was the arrow wound he accidentally left when he blocked the arrow for himself. trembling scared.

"It's okay for a man to have many scars on his face." Su Shajue smiled, grabbed her hand and kissed her lightly, his eyes full of love.

Hearing this, Junziyan's throat choked up, he couldn't speak, and his heart was depressed and blocked.

She stretched out her hand to his inner garment, and stretched Su Bai Shengxue's sleeves open, and finally saw the arrow scar on his left wheat-colored chest.

The fingertips covered the terrifying arrow scar, the bumpy touch made her whole body tremble, and Su Shajue grabbed her hand again.

Jun Ziyan's red eyes burst into tears instantly, and he reprimanded: "What about this one? It almost killed you, if you go any further to the left, you will die, and if you die, you will have nothing, you know that? , and leaving it to the living is a lifetime of despair, do you understand?"

Now recalling the scene on the edge of the cliff, she still feels cold and shivering, even though he is really in front of her now, but the pain of the collapse is as unforgettable as a brand, lingering .

Su Shajue's eyes froze for a moment, because of her sudden shock, he kissed the tears falling from the corners of her eyes, sucked in his mouth, the thick saltiness made his heart ache, as if he had been hit by an ice pick in his center, the pain was so deep marrow.

His face was buried in her hair, and he hugged her waist tightly, his hoarse voice hinted at a return: "Ziyan, have you forgotten what I said? I said, I will never die; I said , I will come back to marry you; I even said that I will come back and make a 'peach blossom covenant, white head promise' with you, and I will never break my promise."

Jun Ziyan shook his head violently, and tears poured out of his eyes like broken beads of rain: "From now on, you are not allowed to block a knife or an arrow for me. I only want you to live, and you don't need to protect me with your life. Because this kind of love is too heavy. The gentleman said, I would rather not, I would rather you and I never met, never knew each other, never fell in love with each other, um—”

The lips were grabbed again, and the obsession was even more violent than before. The relentless demand was to warn her not to have such irresponsible and chilling thoughts.

What does it mean to prefer not to?

What does it mean to prefer to never meet him, never know each other, never fall in love with him?

He was absolutely determined not to allow her to have such thoughts in her heart.

In this life, since he has met her and loved her, then he belongs to her, and he will not run away, let alone let go!

Don't think about blaming herself, don't think about using this as an excuse to leave him, he, never allow her to think like this, to do like this.

Feeling his unusual domineering and wild encroachment, Jun Ziyan's tears fell down her eyelashes and buried her in her hair, her heart was dull and aching, she was afraid, afraid that he would disappear again when she opened her eyes again!

With a force of fingers, he tightly gripped his back, tearing out the wrinkles on the plain white inner garment.

Only in this way, she will believe that this temperature, this touch, this person is not a dream, he is so real, just like before, when she needs it most, he is back!

After the intense and suffocating demands, the faces of the two of them were already blushing, and Su Shajue's handsome and unparalleled face was close to hers, and the domineering words came out accompanied by heavy breathing: "What about that kind of love?" If so, I will never forgive you."

Her "preferring" made him feel chilled, and like a sharp knife, he cut off the flesh and blood of his heart one by one, and he was so painful that he forgot how it felt to vomit.

In this life, since he has already promised her, she can never escape.

Hearing this, Jun Ziyan nodded silently, and buried him docilely in his thick arms, not noticing the gloomy gloomyness in Su Shajue's eyes.

near noon

The woman on the bamboo couch stretched out her hand, groped around, frowning deeply, the emptiness of no one around made her wake up instantly and sat up, staring at the house with only one person left in a daze.

The heart, like falling from a high altitude, is smashed to pieces.

In an instant, regardless of himself being only in his inner clothes, he collapsed with bare feet, opened the bamboo door and ran out, calling out urgently: "Sha Jue, Sha Jue—"

In front of the eyes is a piece of emerald green, only a sea of ​​bamboo can be seen, and the bamboo leaves collide in the wind of early autumn, making a rustling sound.

The strange place where no one responded made her blushing and clear face suddenly pale as paper, and she felt an instant chill all over her body.

how come?Sha Jue is still there?

Looking around, there is no one else in front of him except the lush greenery. In an instant, there was a bang in his head, and his clear spring eyes were out of focus in panic, and he didn't notice the approaching footsteps behind him.

The next moment, her waist tightened, and someone hugged her around the waist!

"Ah—" Jun Ziyan exclaimed.

"Why did you come out with bare feet?" The man who picked her up by the waist was elegant and graceful, and he was unparalleled in the world. He had a half-bundle of smoked silk shawl, outstanding demeanor, and handsome. Lessening his extravagance, the lonely and deep pool eyes are looking at the woman in his arms dotingly at this time, frowning and berating.

"Then why did you suddenly disappear?" Jun Ziyan stared angrily, gritted his teeth, his voice was hoarse, and the aftertaste of coquettishness was still there, but he didn't know that his "staring" eyes at this time were no different from "seductive, winking".

"I——people have three urgencies!" Su Shajue stifled, avoiding her 'serious' eyes, and replied embarrassingly enduring the hotness of her lower body.

Hearing this, Jun Ziyan's face, which had not faded from the scarlet charm, became even more like Li Yanrao, and he said with a guilty conscience: "Three urgent can also talk, I didn't answer when I called you just now!"

Secretly annoyed, the impulse came up with the idea of ​​slapping myself: Damn, the gentleman said, you have lived in modern times for 28 years, such a sensitive move is really against the old style, you should slap!

Hearing the words as thin as gossamer in her ear, Su Shajue Xinhu seemed to be slipped by a light feather, and the circles of ripples were overflowing with happiness. His handsome face pressed to her forehead lovingly, and whispered softly: "Okay, Next time, let's be urgent together."

Huo Ran, Jun Ziyan immediately raised his eyes and stared at Su Shajue who was smiling ambiguously, feeling a burst of horror.

If she hadn't heard and seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't believe that such words would come from Prince Su's mouth.

Avoiding his ambiguous gaze rationally, the gentleman said seriously: "Shajue, why haven't you shown up for so many days? Why did you suddenly appear when Su Guleng was taking medicine for me?" Although he was glad that he was the one who saved her , but still curious, where the hell is he these days?

Hearing this, Sugu's sneer froze, he carried her into the house without saying a word and put her on the bamboo floor, combing her hair with a frown and thoughtfulness, every comb was filled with guilt and distress.

Gentleman Yan let him serve him meekly, waiting patiently for the answer.

The simple and generous Xinyuewan pulled her up in Susha's hands, and pressed her into his arms, and said in a deep voice with ruthless eyes: "Ziyan, don't worry, I will never allow him to take us apart, give me some Time, when one thing is done, we and Xuan Han will go back to Peach Blossom Valley immediately."

"What about Wanyan Che? Is he really colluding with 'Ping Yuanhou' in an attempt to rebel and usurp the throne?" Jun Ziyan asked sharply, his eyes glistening with oppressive coldness.

"He—" Su Shajue's face froze suddenly!