Beauty and Beauty: Adopted Daughter Becomes Concubine

Chapter 55 Apologizing after being drunk (2)
He was going crazy, she could not stand it for a while, she felt that her body was about to explode from the wave after wave of pleasure, she was sweating profusely, trembling and convulsing.

He likes her because he is crazy and does not give Lian Yingtong any chance to breathe. From late night to dawn, he coaxes her to send her to the peak of desire again and again.

On the wedding night between him and her, he stopped thinking about anything and put everything behind him. He wanted her to know clearly how much he loved her, and how much he wanted to cherish her and protect her forever.

Lian Yingtong was forced to almost faint in the overwhelming sea of ​​desire, she was unconscious and heard Murong Yuchi's hoarse voice trembling in her ear and said something.

Lying in Murong Yuchi's arms, she was sore all over, and her body immersed in the aftertaste of the orgasm was still slightly convulsed, but her originally hot body quickly faded from the heat and became cold.

After several years of conditioning, it is still the same. In winter, she has almost no heat, like an iceman, and his body temperature is her only source of warmth.

With great difficulty, he raised his sore hand, lightly touched his cheek, and then fell to his side again.The drenched mist seeped out of the corners of the eyes, blurring Murong Yuchi's extremely beautiful face.

Crystal tears flashed, but she finally closed her eyes and bowed her head in silence.

Murong Yuchi kissed the pink scar on her forehead, the eyelashes of the person in his arms couldn't help trembling, but he didn't want to look at him more.

He hugged her lovingly, touching her skin to warm her, but the next moment he lifted her leg and entered again.

A new round of lust begins, Murong Yuchi is surprisingly energetic, he has a lot of ways to coax her and seduce her to sink, Lian Yingtong is almost drained of all her strength by his torture, she cries loudly, but no matter how pitiful she is crying It doesn't work either.

Murong Yuchi clasped her waist tightly with his strong arms, wanting her contentedly until her body turned red and warmed up again.

"Little boy, don't hide anymore, let's be together forever."

Lian Yingtong was exhausted and drowsy, and was about to fall asleep. Murong Yuchi's words rang in her ears, and a sharp soreness welled up in her nose.

The first snowstorm in Nanming's winter hit the window lattice violently on the morning of their first wedding day.

Murong Yuchi slept so peacefully for the first time that she didn't even notice when she got up and left. When he was startled and chased after him, he saw Lian Yingtong sitting obediently in the wedding dress from the previous night on the steps outside the open Taimiao gate. His whole body was covered with frost and white.

He let go of his suspended heart, he was really afraid that she would suddenly disappear.

"It's cold, let's go back."

Holding her cold little hand, she didn't dodge, and slowly raised her eyes to stare at him with clear and cold eyes. "Dare to ask the emperor, where should I go back?"

"Where do you want to go back? Guanju Palace or continue to live with me."

"The courtiers and concubines are afraid, everything is decided by the emperor." She looked up at him with desolation in her eyes.

She is greedy for Murong Yuchi's pampering and warmth, she likes someone she shouldn't like, she can't hate him, let alone dare to get closer to him.Her whole body was in pain, and her heart was being torn bloody. It turned out that liking someone to the extreme would really hurt that much. This was the price she had to pay for her greed.

Murong Yuchi's face turned pale, it seems that the problem between him and her has never been resolved.

Lian Yingtong moved out of Guanju Palace, which was the place where Princess Chang Ning, who married far away, lived. She was not Chang Ning but Murong Yuchi's concubine Lian Guifei.

She lives in the Zhaohua Palace which is the closest to Murong Yuchi, and she has no objection to the decision made by Murong Yuchi for her, so she immediately lives there, leaving only Li Xuan to serve her.

In the winter of Nanming this year, the weather of wind and snow is particularly raging.

"Your Majesty, it's too cold outside, you should come in if you are not in good health."

Lian Yingtong didn't seem to hear, she leaned sideways into the railing and reached out to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky.The pale and tender face lost the vivacity of the past, and the indifferent and calm appearance made Li Xuan's heart ache for a long time.

"Little princess." She couldn't help calling softly.

Lian Yingtong's shoulders trembled, and it took her a long time to turn around and say in a low voice, "Aunt Xuan, Princess Changning has already married Qi."

A trace of sourness flashed across Li Xuan's usual indifferent expression, "The servant is confused."

She turned back and looked up at the hazy sky, silently.

Li Xuan shook her head and didn't know what to say. A Lin got what she wanted, and the little princess was bound to bear more pressure. Coupled with A Lin's previous methods of doing things, the little princess was heartbroken.

"You need to wear more clothes to see the snow scene." Li Xuan refused to persuade her, so she took a cloak and went over to cover Lian Yingtong. Her eyes accidentally noticed the red rope tied around her neck and she was stunned. "It turns out that A Lin gave it to you."

"What?" Lian Yingtong didn't realize what Li Xuan was talking about.

Li Xuan pointed to the red rope and said, "This is Ah Lin's precious treasure. This thing has been very effective several times to protect him from danger."

"What happened to him?" As soon as she said the words, she suddenly felt that she had too much trouble, and Murong Yuchi's past had nothing to do with her.

When it comes to the past about A Lin, Li Xuan, who has always been cold-eyed and reticent, also talks more.

"A Lin was sent to Yunling Peak to learn martial arts since he was a child, and he came back every year to stay for a short period of time. Once when he returned to the palace, he was delayed. That time, the trouble was so big that the emperor specially sent General Lian." She After a pause, Lian Yingtong's face turned pale, "It's been a long time, I still don't want to talk about it."

"Aunt Xuan, let's continue talking. It's rare to hear you talk about the past, when it snowed, it was so deserted. Just listen to the story." This story is also about her father.

It has been almost four years since he passed away. Although she has not received much love from her father, she misses him very much. Blood relationship is amazing. No matter whether there are relatives or not, there is a bond between each other.

Realizing that she had lost her composure, Li Xuan couldn't help laughing, "This servant is really old, and always brings up old things, so please don't blame me, let him tell you about A Lin when he has time in the future."

"Aunt Xuan, do you really think that I have a future with the emperor?"

"Your Majesty, since you have become a woman in the palace, you will naturally have to rely on your Majesty to fight for you in the future." Li Xuan stretched out her hands to straighten her cloak, and said at the end, "My Majesty only has the emperor, doesn't she?"

Lian Yingtong was in a trance for a while, and she was sincerely treating people who were good to her to death and walked away.

Mother must be even more disappointed with her, she has become the concubine of her own uncle, not to mention mother, she herself doesn't know how to face those people in the former palace in a familiar environment.

Murong Yuchi deceived himself and others, but she couldn't do it.

After the wedding night, Murong Yuchi stepped into Zhaohua Palace for the first time to have dinner with Lian Yingtong.

"The concubine kowtowed to the emperor." She bowed to him coldly.

"Get up." Murong Yuchi reached out to help her, but Lian Yingtong quickly dodged away.

He frowned and relaxed, staring at her with deep eyes, he understood why she was angry.

When the two had dinner, Li Xuan specially prepared a lot of exquisite dishes and set them up on the table, and Lian Yingtong reluctantly ate them in a lack of interest.

Murong Yuchi picked up a piece of shrimp and put it in her bowl, she was taken aback and put it aside again.

"Crack!" Murong Yuchi made a sound as he struck the table with his chopsticks.

"My concubine's fault, please be punished by the emperor." She stood up and knelt in front of Murong Yuchi.

Lian Yingtong's pale face pursed her lips tightly, her voice was soft and sweet, but it was so cold that it hurt his heart.Murong Yuchi recalled that she had just arrived in Bieyuan a few years ago, and she had this appearance at first, seemingly calm and watery, with indifference and alienation in her eyes.

There is always the ability to stab him coldly with a look or a word.

"Get up, it's cold on the ground." He stretched out his arms to hug her, knowing that she was going to hide, he simply moved more violently to embrace her completely in his arms, she was petite, boneless, and thin. "You should be angry with me, but you can't make fun of yourself like this."

She turned her clear and bright eyes and smiled lightly, "What the emperor said is that the concubine has been taught."

Murong Yuchi raised the corners of his lips, "You don't need dinner, so let's rest."

A trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and it fell into Murong Yuchi's eyes.

"Your Majesty!" Lian Yingtong grabbed the hand that was about to untie the skirt, raised her head, and a blush spread from behind her ears to her cheeks, "This concubine can't serve the Emperor tonight, please move to another palace."

"Can't serve?" He looked Lian Yingtong up and down, raised her chin and said, "What's wrong? Call the imperial physician to come over and take a look for you."

"The concubine seems to be menstruating." She lowered her voice, the eyelashes of her drooping eyes trembled slightly, this excuse was easy to see through, but she couldn't think of any other way to reject Murong Yuchi.

"It's not the right day." He loosened his grip on her and wrapped his arms around her waist, stroking her with his palm.

Lian Yingtong turned her face away and her eyelashes trembled violently. He was in control of everything about her, so when he used her, he did whatever he wanted and shed tears when he thought about being wronged.

Murong Yuchi rested his palms on her lower abdomen and rubbed lightly, his warm breath sprayed behind her ears, and said pitifully, "It hurts badly again?"

"Mmm." She didn't want to say more, she turned her body and closed her eyes.

Murong Yuchi lay beside her and rubbed her lower abdomen for a while, but she pressed her eyes hard and remained motionless.

After a while, he got up gently and pulled the quilt to cover her up, tucked in the corner of the quilt and left.

As soon as he left, the warmth gathered on her entire back dissipated quickly, and even Yingtong shivered suddenly.

Recently, the weather suddenly snowed and the brazier was lit early in the house. How could she feel that the chill in Zhaohua Palace was gradually penetrating into her bones.

After a long time, I couldn't sleep peacefully, and finally fell asleep, when I heard a burst of footsteps accompanied by noise.

She put on her cloak and went out, when Li Xuan lowered her voice and said, "Why are you so drunk?"

Another voice was Zong Ting, "I couldn't persuade the emperor, I just said to have a few drinks, but I drank so much..."

"My lady is asleep."

"Aunt Xuan, I can't help it, the emperor is yelling to come here, please find a way, aunt."

"Lord Zong, here I am..." Li Xuan was embarrassed.

"Help the emperor come in."

Seeing Lian Yingtong standing outside the dormitory, Li Xuan and Zong Ting said this again, as if letting go of a weight in their hearts, they hurriedly helped the drunk Murong Weichi in.

He was really drunk, lying on the bed reeking of alcohol, she had never seen Murong Yuchi drunk, and she had the impression that he drank very properly.

After twisting the hot handkerchief, she went to help him wipe his face, and he, who was too drunk to do anything, suddenly opened his eyes, his dark pupils were still shining brightly despite the alcohol.

"Tongtong...Tongtong..." He called her name, stretched out his hand to grab her wrist, Murong Yuchi's expression was so weak that he was so drunk, and his usual cold, arrogant and feminine tone also changed, "Don't go, stay with me how am I?"

She let him clasp his wrist, and said, "The emperor is drunk."

Murong Yuchi tightly closed his eyelids and opened them again forcefully, with a wry smile on his lips, "I don't forgive Brother Ah Lin, really I don't forgive?"

"I'll go and twist the veil, and then wipe it off for you." Misty mist rose from the beautiful eyes, and the stinging pain was severe.

"Brother Ah Lin doesn't want to hurt you. You feel uncomfortable and wronged. I..." He squeezed Lian Yingtong into his arms again with his big palm holding her wrist. He bowed his head and landed hot kisses on her ears one by one. neck, he didn't dare to look at her expression any more, he was afraid of seeing her deliberate indifference and alienation.

"Xiaoguai, remember what I once told you, no matter what happens in the future, I will love you! Xiaoguai, have you forgotten?" He asked her in a hoarse voice.

Lian Ying's pupils were burning hot, she remembered that he held her hand and gave him the worst knife, wanting her to see clearly how his heart loves her, how it hurts because of loving her.

She believed, trusted him so much, and relied on him wholeheartedly. She had never trusted and relied on a person so much.Under him, Cheng Huan tactfully, she didn't want to have a blood relationship with him, she put aside her shame, and only thought about how this man really loved her, and catered to him like crazy!

But her sincerity was trampled and used. He didn't know that she was dying of pain at that time, and he really wanted to die.

She is most afraid of pain, but she is overwhelmed by the pain again and again.

Lian Yingtong wept silently, her shoulders trembling like leaves falling in the wind, she bit her lower lip fiercely and held on tightly so as not to make a sound.

Murong Yuchi bullied himself over and covered her lips in a panic when he saw this, he couldn't bear the pain and could only keep coaxing her, he would rather she bite him than keep hurting himself, "Little boy, I was wrong, Brother A Lin was wrong, brother A Lin shouldn't have treated you like that, please don't cry, okay..."

Her familiar breath mixed with the smell of wine rolled and spread between his lips, his lips and tongue wrapped up the blood bitten out of her soft lips, gradually he breathed heavily and the kiss became ambiguous.

Lian Yingtong slowly stopped crying, feeling that Murong Yuchi was pressing her so hard, the tip of his tongue was raging in her mouth, and his palms also penetrated into her clothes and walked along the exquisite curves of her body.

He was still drunk just now, and suddenly woke up and said a lot of words to her, hugging and hugging her, how could he be drunk?

Murong Yuchi kissed passionately, suddenly there was a sharp pain on his lips, and he secretly groaned in his heart, covering the bleeding lip that was bitten by Lian Yingtong, his body turned sideways and did not move.

Lian Yingtong called him several times but there was no response, she thought it was better to pull the brocade quilt to cover him, and she turned to sleep on the small couch in the other corner, turning her back to Murong Yuchi.

Living in Zhaohua Palace, she is not used to sleeping restlessly all the time, the drowsiness disturbed by him gradually hit her. Although she didn't sleep warmly, it was good to fall asleep anyway. She still needs some time to face the new relationship between her and Murong Yuchi adapt.

In the silent night, the heat from that scene just now gradually dissipated.

On the bed, Murong Yuchi slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils were burning, there was no trace of drunkenness.

He has already been chased away by her in disguise once today, how can he occupy her place if he is not drunk.

In the same dormitory, her person is so far away from him, and her heart is probably even further away.

In the end it was Murong Yuchi who made the mistake first, he understood Tongtong's personality.

The woman he fell in love with was pure and gentle, but she was delicate and sensitive with her little stubbornness. She was as delicate and charming as a rose but was covered with thorns all over her body. He was willing to be pricked a few times by her to calm down.

Walking over, he lifted up the quilt and lay beside her, the small couch was not big enough for the two of them to sleep together, and it was a bit crowded, even Shen Yingtong, who was sleeping, just twisted her body inward a few times, with her back pressed against Murong Yuchi's chest.

He looked down at her peaceful sleeping face sideways, his eyes were surprisingly gentle, even Yingtong's cheeks were flushed after crying for a while, tears were still hanging on her slender and thick eyelashes, he lightly brushed the hair covering her forehead, the pink scar was impressively .

Murong Yuchi kissed very lightly, feeling a little bit of fear in his heart, she often hurts himself all over, and he really has to take care of her again and again in the future.

"I think you and I will be together forever, not only as an emperor and concubine, but also as an ordinary couple." He murmured and pressed his forehead against her, giving him a little more time until he found the whereabouts of the secret order.

Murong Yuansheng's words cannot be fully believed, but the secret edict must be found, and he must thoroughly investigate his life experience, as well as the cause of his mother's concubine's death.

If he is really not the late emperor's son, then he can truly stay with her for life without any worries; if it is proved that he is the late emperor's biological son, then Murong Yuchi has also considered it. Take her away and find a beautiful place in the world away from the hustle and bustle.

He and her are entangled and cuddled for life and death, and it is difficult to distinguish them clearly and separate them in this life.

(End of this chapter)