After the first fool

Chapter 286 Finale (2)

He took out an empty bowl from the incense table, and poured a bowl of strong wine into it. The aroma of the wine was pungent. Then, a sharp knife cut his index finger, and a series of drops of Yin Hong's blood splashed into the wine.

Mo Xiaoran frowned, "What are you doing? Self-torture?"

Snatching the knife from his hand, she looked at the small wound on his fingertips with distress, searched and searched, but couldn't find anything to bind it up, so Mo Xiaoran simply lowered her head and sucked off the water droplets on it for him , the wet tip of the tongue licked the wound, bringing an unimaginable strange touch.

A dark light flickered in Bai Qingluo's deep eyes. He suddenly withdrew his finger, pointed to the big bowl on the incense table, and explained softly: "My mother once said that there is a method in her memory that can put Two lives are tied together from life to life, I want to try."

Mo Xiaoran seldom heard him talk about his parents, so when she heard that, she was slightly taken aback: "What method?"

Bai Qingluo smiled without saying a word, just took her hand, cut lightly with a knife, a few drops of blood popped out instantly, and the blood of the two people condensed in the same wine bowl, his eyebrows twitched slightly , imitating what Mo Xiaoran did just now, bent down and sucked his wound carefully.

"I heard that after doing this, in the next life, no matter where you go, I will meet you again, because you are in me, and I am in you." The gentle love words spit out from his thin lips, with countless Clearly ambiguous, unspeakably affectionate.

Not only in this life, but in the next life, and the next life, they are destined to be together.

After drinking the strong wine on the incense table, she didn't worship the heaven and the earth, she didn't worship the high hall, she just quietly bowed deeply towards the two spiritual tablets. Staggering, she murmured, "Am I drunk?"

how is this possible!She has always been able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and without pouring ten thousand cups.

Trying to shake his head, looking at her, he only felt top-heavy, and there was even a hot feeling in his body, as if something was clamoring to break through the ground.

Mo Xiaoran blushed, desperately tearing at the clothes on her body, unconsciously yearning: "Bai Qingluo... so hot..."

Seeing her charming eyes and red clouds all over the sky, Bai Qingluo's belly suddenly felt hot, he bent down immediately, packed her up and hugged her, and whispered to her ear, "Sorry, I heard It hurts the first time, so I put something in the drink that I shouldn't have."

Speaking of this time, he was almost unable to hold back the longing in his heart, and kicked open the closed door. The whole new house, like a flame, was covered with countless happy words, which were written one by one with his own hands. It was cut out, and the red brocade was stacked neatly. Bai Qingluo laid her down on the bed. As soon as the bed was stained, Mo Xiaoran groaned: "It's so hot..."

In the whole room, only the sunlight from outside the window came in, and the room was full of brilliance. Bai Qingluo bent down, and with her slender fingers, unbuttoned the strong buttons on the phoenix robe for her. The white obscene clothes inside were exposed, and her chest was exposed. The slight ups and downs, together with the already round and perfect twin peaks, swayed up and down, and sometimes brushed against his palm. Her burning breath was on the arm, and her charming gasps were on the side of the ear.

The movements of Bai Qingluo's hands went from slow at the beginning to wild and rough at the end. If he had known, he shouldn't have ordered such a complicated phoenix robe for her. Looking at the opening and closing of the lips, one can even see the tender pink tip of the tongue from time to time.

Bai Qingluo's palm immediately mobilized a ball of internal energy, and with a swipe, the phoenix robe that was in the way was completely turned into rags, and it flew to the ground in a profuse manner.

Her graceful figure was twisting gently on the fiery red bed, the collar of the obscene dress was torn open, and the snow-white skin fell into Bai Qingluo's eyes. And rise.

Turning over, he jumped onto the big bed, pressed her under him, gazed greedily at her face, and kissed, falling like a storm, covering her eyebrows and eyes, sliding into her neck, all the way down.

The pink curtain was lowered silently by him, and two figures could be faintly seen inside, entangled crazily. There was a creaking sound from the Eight Immortals canopy bed, which made people blush and heartbeat.

Spend the spring evening in the hibiscus tent.

That night, the General's Mansion could not sleep all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Qingfeng, Suilang, and Zhuyue returned to the mansion from the Yanyu Building. In the imperial city, there were still a hundred tables of flowing water long seats left, and many people who were drunk were crooked. He fell to the ground obliquely, snoring incessantly.

"Do you think the master is awake?" Qingfeng pointed to the closed door and smiled ambiguously.

"It's about to go early, what do you think?" Sui Lang smiled, walked forward, rolled up his sleeves and knocked on the door lightly, but there was no sound coming from inside. The three of them looked at each other. The princess was overworked last night, and she hasn't woken up today?

The three of them didn't know at this time that a low-key, simple carriage had already slowly left the imperial city as early as dawn, and was driving on the official road filled with yellow sand.

"Are you still sore?" Bai Qingluo rubbed Mo Xiaoran's shoulder thoughtfully, and smiled with a cautious tone.

"Hmph, which beast did it, eh? You have the nerve to put medicine in the wine?" Mo Xiaoran couldn't help but think that when she woke up, she was lying naked next to Bai Qingluo, with pain in her lower body. Blushing, she glared at him from embarrassment.

"I was afraid that you would be hurt the first time, so..." Bai Qingluo hesitated for a second, blinking her eyes pretending to be aggrieved, and suddenly softened her posture when she was a cold and strong person. There was so much anger that at this moment, it could only be turned into a sigh. He rested his head on his lap, closed his eyes comfortably, and asked softly: "Tell me, Qingfeng and the others will be angry when they know we have run away from home." Have to kill him?"

"Didn't you say that a honeymoon should be spent after the wedding?" Bai Qingluo's eyes were full of irresistible pampering, and he looked at the woman on his lap tenderly, stroking her hair with his slender fingers, and his tone was tender .

"Yes! Honeymoon! Our goal is to travel all over the Three Kingdoms. When we have fun, when will we come back? Anyway, Bai Mo is in charge of the affairs of the palace, and the court is stable. There's a confrontation, and it's time for us to go for a walk." Full of pride, Mo Xiaoran said with a smile.

"Well, you're right." How could Bai Qingluo refuse his lover's request?

The carriage carried the newlyweds, and they drifted away.

Five years later, it was rumored that there was a couple in the Three Kingdoms who solved unjust and wrong cases. They became famous in the past five years. Whether they were ordinary people or high-ranking officials, as long as they broke the law and were caught by them, they must be jailed. disaster.

Bai Mo was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sitting on a dragon chair, looking through the family letter that Lan Yu had just sent back.

"Little Zhuzi, come here quickly, your parents have sent you a letter from home." He called out to the little boy who was strenuously heading towards the pastries on the table, his tone of voice could not hide his love.

"No, parents hate it the most, and the emperor's brother is the best." Xiao Zhuzi blinked his big watery eyes, hugged the legs of the table with all his strength, climbed onto the table, grabbed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table, and put it into his mouth stuffed.

Sometimes Bai Mo really doesn't know, who is this kid like, is he like the emperor's uncle?But the emperor's uncle is shrewd and wise, and he can't miss anything. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't have the slightest resemblance to this little bun, like Aunt Huang?Although Aunt Huang has been careless in recent years and seems to be showing signs of rejuvenation, she is not a foodie.

He shook his head helplessly, put the family letter aside, and buried himself in reviewing the memorial.

Not long after, the family letter was quietly taken away by a small pink hand, and the little bamboo got under the table, thinking that no one would find it, and read it with relish, the little kid who was only three or four years old , where can I understand what letters?But he could understand that there was news about his father and mother.

Bai Mo caught a glimpse of his pink face from the corner of his eye, wrinkled from time to time because of his ignorance, and laughed secretly from the bottom of his heart.

Before he knew it, it had been five years. Ever since Uncle Huang and Aunt Huang left on their wedding night, he had never seen them again. Even this child was brought back by Qingfeng. The couple disappeared without a trace.

Bai Mo moved the memorial away, and took out a picture scroll that had already been painted from under the dragon case. He opened it carefully, and rubbed his index finger against the face of the beauty in red on it with extreme gentleness. Silky soft.

"Brother Emperor, who is she?" Xiao Zhuzi crawled along Bai Mo's calf to his lap, tilted his head, pointed at the woman in the picture scroll on the dragon case, and asked foolishly.

Bai Mo rubbed his head, looked at the picture scroll, as if he had seen it again, a long, long time ago, the day when she shocked everyone.

A faint sigh came out of his mouth: "She is your mother, the most beautiful woman in the world."

"Mother?" Little Zhuzi's memories of his parents are pitifully small, he tugged at Bai Mo's sleeve, and said nonuo: "Brother Emperor, tell me the story of your parents."

Looking at his pair of clear eyes almost identical to those of Mo Xiaoran, Bai Mo's expression was in a trance for a moment.

"Brother Emperor..." Xiaozhuzi tugged on his cuff persistently.

"Okay, Brother Emperor will tell you a story," Bai Mo smiled softly, looking at the little bun in front of him, his thoughts seemed to return to six years ago, the most turbulent and miraculous year , "Your mother, she used to be the emperor's elder brother's wife..."

The low, magnetic voice slowly flowed out from the imperial study room, full of tenderness and affection, and occasionally there were children's voices applauding and applauding, gathered together, and drifted away in all directions.

(End of this chapter)