concubine, you cant do

Chapter 501
"No." Murong Shengrui mobilized his internal energy, melted the letter, and put one arm around Leng Yannuo's waist, "Everything is over, let's continue."

"Hmm...Murong Shengrui..." Leng Yannuo grabbed the big hand that was wandering on his body, but his strength was not as strong as the other's, and his mouth was tightly kissed, without any strength at all.

This man is... really a rascal.

Until he was not satisfied with kissing, Murong Shengrui suddenly picked up Leng Yannuo and went to the soft couch next to him.

"Murong Shengrui's prostitution in the daytime, spreading the word will damage your reputation as King Li." Leng Yannuo felt that he couldn't be allowed to have such a habit of thinking about... all the time, and retorted.

Murong Shengrui suddenly stopped in his tracks, "Compared to ordinary couples, don't you think we really get along very little?"

less?Leng Yannuo blinked her eyes and didn't think so, who is that person who can torment her more than ten times in one night?

"Murong Shengrui, I want to make clothes for you." Leng Yan promised to beg for mercy.

"There's no rush for a day or two." Murong Shengrui had already placed Leng Yannuo on the soft couch while speaking, and had already bent down.

"Don't you think it's a happy thing to let this girl make clothes by herself?" Leng Yannuo followed the temptation.

Murong Shengrui planted a heavy kiss on his lips, and suddenly buried his head in Leng Yannuo's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Are you worried about me?"

Leng Yannuo was startled, and then her mind relaxed, she knew that her acting was not good at all, yes, ever since she heard Nan Gongyu say that he has been nourishing her with blood, how can she be at ease, she is afraid, so... ...Even if her affection was provoked by him long ago, but...

"It's okay. Let's be more restrained. It's not a serious problem. It's just a curse. The cold poison has been cured, so what are you afraid of?" Murong Shengrui's voice was low and soft, and he softened Leng Yannuo's heart at once, but he listened to Murong again. Sheng Rui said, "If I can't be with you in order to live for a long time, then it will be too late to regret. I keep you by my side selfishly, occupy everything you have selfishly, and disregard your safety selfishly." ..."

"Don't talk about it, idiot." Leng Yannuo suddenly turned his head and lifted Murong Shengrui's face, looking at the lustrous and distressed Ruyu face, his heart ached, and he directly offered his soft lips , originally wanted to kiss lightly, but...

She stumbled again.

Murong Shengrui raised his hand and closed the originally closed window. He was greedy for her lips, for all the beauty that belonged to her, to the point where he couldn't stop himself.

The soft moans came out unconsciously, all of which were the natural expression of deep love. At this moment, they only had each other in their hearts and nothing else.

The warm room is charming, the affection is surging, and the family is deeply attached, vowing to be entangled in life and death.

Under Leng Yannuo's begging for mercy, Murong Shengrui was unexpectedly restrained this time.

When the two came out of the study room, they could clearly see the reddish faces of Qingyi and Qinger. Leng Yannuo's cheeks had already been trained. He raised his hand to see the sunset in the sky, and the golden red afterglow poured down on the courtyard. The mood was suddenly very bright, and he turned his head to look at Murong Shengrui, "How about I play the piano for you?"

"it is good."

Instructing Hanshuang to fetch the piano, Leng Yannuo flicked her fingertips lightly, and a song of Spring River Flowers and Moonlit Night flowed out from her fingertips.

The voice of lightness and tenderness flows out of the sky high and the earth wide, and flows all over the capital of the great emperor. I have seen the blue daisies in the distant mountains, and I am drunk with countless bonuses.

Across the Jinhua Liufang street, a pair of master and servant were walking to the other side. The master who was walking in front suddenly dropped something, and the servant behind him squatted down to pick it up, and when he raised his head again, he panicked instantly.

And his master is leaving for Jinhualiufang.

As the fingers flew upward, there was a dazzling sound.

The ancients said that the song lasts for three days and the sound is melodious in the ears.

Qing Yiqing, and Frost who was entering the room to arrange the fabrics both held their breath when a series of tones were played. That day at the palace banquet, I saw the lady playing double songs, which was already exquisite, an audio-visual feast. Sitting quietly in the courtyard, under the setting sun and the sun pouring down, her red dress is like fire and her fingers flow like water, which is even more beautiful.

The wind rolls up the blue silk, but it can't float away, echoing the sound of wandering in Jinhualiufang, the moonlit night flowers are fragrant and happy.

Murong Shengrui looked at that person, his eyes filled with deep meaning, and after a while, he curled his lips and raised his hand to Qingyi, Qingyi quickly understood, there was excitement in his eyes, and he took it away in a short while. Xiao Lai handed the sapphire to Murong Shengrui.

How many years have they not heard the prince playing Xiao Qin, and it seems that the prince wants to get along with the princess Xiao Qin, really...

Xiao Qi, his voice is eloquent and expressive, clear and clear, it does not match the qin music. The originally cold promise of the music is fast and slow, and has created a warm and tender artistic conception of spring flowers, snow and moon. It's really hard to get in, but Murong Shengrui just made a sound, and he flowed in very consciously, like a trickle of water, while the slow flow was followed by constant knocking sounds, it was another kind of small mood , without losing the delicacy and softness in the atmosphere, and even more lingering in the strength of style.

If there is no heart-to-heart connection and love as deep as the sea, how can such a clever combination be possible.

Leng Yannuo lightly moved his fingertips, looking at Murong Shengrui. Under the setting sun, he was standing against the door. Among the grass and trees in the spring forest, was his snow-like top of a jade mountain and his alluring posture, like the wind blowing in March. He is full of love.The face is as bright as jade, the red hair is green and the rain is rustling, and the green silk tassels are swaying with the wind, making each other's hearts sway like a boat in a secluded lake.

Leng Yannuo's fingertips move with his heart, his four eyes look at each other, and the mountains and rivers speak loudly, like the blue waves of Dongting Lake in autumn, and the gentle breeze will set off slight ripples, and his heart is soft and speechless.

The harmony between Qin and Xiao can be called a swan song.

Even Qingwu and the others who were guarding the yard outside were also attracted by this peerless song.

This sunset is better than any other sunset scene before. Qin Xiao floats far away from Jinhua Liufang, and it is more like wild flowers blooming in the empty valley. The clear and melodious voice of the soul floats away, evoking the softest warmth in the depths of people.

The beautiful pen and ink, the dust in the courtyard, the deep blue sky, even the setting sun has delayed the pace, and the three thousand miles of rivers and mountains, Tsinghua's colorful, the soul of the rhythm is all open in each other's hearts.

Murong Chengrui looked at Leng Yannuo, it was the eternal beauty in the bright mirror, the bright eyes and white teeth, the smile hanging from the corners of his mouth, it was the starlight in his eyes that fell into the midst of misty rain and autumn and melted into his heart.

Leng Yannuo looked at Murong Shengrui, it was all in the sky, and it was all in this song, which overturned the splendor and the prosperity of this world.

The common people who were working stopped their work, and their spirits showed confusion and joy. This kind of enjoyment really can only be found in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world.

"Your Majesty, Prince Li and Consort Wang are playing flute and music." In the Southern Palace, someone came up to report.

Chu Yu dyed his brows with neither anger nor joy, which made people even more terrified.

Sandalwood was lingering in the empty hall, and the room was very quiet, and there seemed to be a very slight voice. Chu Yuran snorted softly, and said to the back, "Go down."

(End of this chapter)