Lovely Wife from Heaven: Husband, it's amazing

Chapter 312 Double Flying Into the Purple Palace

Ever since the Murong siblings moved into King Qin's harem, there has been a popular song in Chang'an City: "One female and one male, both fly into the Purple Palace.

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Faced with the people's ridicule of King Qin's move, Fu Jian turned a deaf ear to it.Fu Jian built Fengyi Palace for Murong Chong's small character Fenghuang.

Princess Qinghe was lonely and lonely, so Fu Jian built the Hanbing Palace for her.For a time, the Murong brothers and sisters were untiring in their favor, and Fu Jian rewarded all the precious treasures to the Murong brothers and sisters.

But in fact, Fu Jian did not occupy|possess their siblings, Fu Jian liked to look at them very much, and always felt that these two siblings were Jing Ran's doppelgänger.

One is Jing Ran in men's clothing, and the other is Jing Ran in women's clothing. Both of them are by his side, as if Jing Ran has returned to Qin Palace.

Fu Jian often summoned Murong Chong and Princess Qinghe together, and asked Murong Chong to play the piano and Princess Qinghe to dance. At this time, Fu Jian would always show a happy smile.

That night, Fu Jian was drinking alone, and his eyes gradually became blurred. The person sitting in the corner of the palace playing the piano, isn't it Jing Ran?It can be seen that the person Fu Jian wants most in his life is her.

Fu Jian staggered and staggered up to Murong Chong, gently lifted the messy hair on Murong Chong's forehead, and looked at Murong Chong affectionately.

Murong Chong stopped playing the piano suddenly, and looked at Fu Jian warily.Today's Fu Jian is different from the past, as if he was really drunk and mistook him for someone.

Princess Qinghe also saw that the situation was not right, and wanted to push Fu Jian away, but the eunuchs immediately took Princess Qinghe away.

When only Murong Chong and Fu Jian were left in the resplendent hall, Murong Chong felt unprecedented fear.

The door of the main hall was gently closed, as if closing all of Murong Chong's escape routes.

Fu Jian had already walked behind him, wrapped his waist gently, put his face on his shoulder, and deeply smelled the ambergris on Murong Chong's body.

Murong Chong's face was pale, and he stretched out his trembling hands to push Fu Jian, but Fu Jian had practiced martial arts for many years and was physically strong, while he was just a young boy in his teens.

Murong Chong has fair skin, a handsome face, and slender hands and feet. It looks like he has been pampered for a long time and has not been exposed to the slightest wind and rain.

Such a delicate Murong Chong in front of Fu Jian is like a little white rabbit meeting a big bad wolf, how could he escape.

Fu Jian picked up Murong Chong and put him on the Longta. Murong Chong kept kicking Fu Jian, but it still didn't help.

Fu Jian's eyes were full of desire, he couldn't hear any sound, and couldn't feel any pain.He just wanted to take off the layers of coats on Murong Chong's body.

That night, the Golden Luan Hall was full of voices of conquest and resistance, including Murong Chong's unbearable growl and Fu Jian's heavy breathing.

This night, the lights in the bedrooms of Empress Dowager Gou, the Empress, and Princess Qinghe never went out.Fu Jian finally came to this step and actually took possession of Murong Chong.

The morning sun shines into the hall.The eunuchs and court ladies pushed open the door of the main hall and filed in. Fu Jian looked at Murong Chong who was sleeping on the bed with complicated eyes, and went to court without saying anything.

When Murong Chong was the only one left in the entire palace, he slowly opened his eyes, and there was nothing but hatred in his eyes.

Murong Chong felt that everything last night was like a nightmare, as if he had been bitten by a wild beast, his body was covered in cuts and bruises, and the pain was unbearable.

He held the brocade quilt tightly with his hands, trying to suppress his anger.A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated!A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated!

　The relationship between Murong Chong and Fu Jian is not a fabrication, it is history~~~History is so bloody~~
　　
　
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