Her Heartless Evil Man

After grooming, I held Xueer in my arms and gently stroked its soft fur, but it suddenly throbbed in my arms.

I looked down and Xueer was obediently close to me. I subconsciously pulled away the place where I had just touched it. There was a deep bright red wound. I was surprised. Who was it?

I opened my small box with it. It was my dowry. If Qing ran over and said in fear, "Miss, I'll take what I want."

I casually said, "Jinchuang medicine."

Ruoqing turned over the box and asked, "who do you want to use, miss?"

I whispered, "Xueer."

"What's the matter with Xueer?" ruoqing is a little unbelievable.

"Hurt," I said lightly.

"Show me."

Ruoqing took it from my arms, carefully looked at Xueer's injury, and exclaimed, "it's not like being hurt by a sharp weapon, but more like being hurt by people's nails."

"How? Who dares to hurt my Xueer so boldly."

If I had a clear meal and wanted to stop talking, I said to her in a deep voice, "just say what you know."

"It must be Luo Xue."

"How could it be her."

"Didn't big sweat say to give Xueer to Luo Xue yesterday? As a result, the maids who saw the high step on the low walked faster than they ran, and they sent it to Luo Xue in a while. Later, when you slept at night, big sweat told them to take Xueer back, so..."

"Oh, I wonder why Xueer came back when I got up early. It turned out to be so."

"Miss, there is no one else except her. Xueer was alive when she was taken away yesterday."

"Forget it." she is another complaining woman. She can't let go of many things, so only herself will be hurt. It's just that Xueer is innocent. She really shouldn't do this.

"Miss, she treats her like this based on her life experience. I really can't swallow it."

"Ruoqing, be careful. Walls have ears." I said to her in a small voice.

If Qing spits out his tongue and sighs, "sweating is too careless. I don't pay attention to you today and tomorrow."

I smile bitterly. In fact, I want to refuse him thousands of miles away. But now I want a child wholeheartedly. I guess I'll laugh with him for this child.

In the evening, I was changing the dressing for Xueer. Turdan came in as soon as he opened the door and strode towards me, "what are you doing?"

I hurriedly put down Xueer, got up and saluted him and said, "Yun Qi'er, see big sweat."

Xueer was thrown by me. She felt some pain and cried softly.

"Sit down."

As soon as turdan's voice fell, I was busy picking up Xueer, looking at its wound, and carefully sprinkled the medicine little by little.

"What's the matter with Xueer?" he stuck to my face and looked at Xueer. The smell of men mixed with grass fragrance hit my nose again. The good smell made my heart beat.

"Nothing, just a little injury."

He took Xueer in my hand, looked at its wound and asked, "how did you get hurt?"

"It was my concubine who accidentally scratched it." make it small. Make it small. I don't want to provoke right and wrong.

"Is that so?" tuldan asked me incredulously.

"Yes." there was no hesitation, but my heart was slightly painful. Being his woman is doomed to be involved in the disputes between the public and the private. Although I've been running away, I can't escape. Those women are staring at me.

"Be careful in the future." he said no more. He pressed me on the bed. The gauze danced and the tent hung low, which only covered the boundless beauty of the room.

Wheezing.

Trembling millet.

Bearing boundless longing, an intoxication quietly enters the heart and spleen

When the morning sunlight spilled into the room through the gap of the window screen, I woke up leisurely.

A figure sat in front of my bed. He looked at me as if he wanted to see me into his body.

I turned over and looked at the bed. I grabbed the quilt and covered my face tightly, but I had no inch under the quilt.

I thought I could escape his lustful eyes when I couldn't see him, but I was wrong.

One hand got into my quilt, and a breath lingered in my ears. I coyly hid from his magic hand, but he continued to flick his fingers and then tickle me.

I laughed. Out of breath, I opened the quilt. While breathing the fresh air, I begged him for mercy and said, "sweat, spare your life."

"Call me Dan." he looked at me wildly. His eyes were arrogant except desire.

"Dan..." I cried, laughing tears in my eyes.

"Shout again."

"Dan..." I shouted his words feverishly, and my body trembled again. His hands were down like evil

Then, he got up early and scattered his neat clothes on the ground again. At the door, the maids quietly withdrew one by one

That day, he left my yurt very late.

After bathing, the pain on my body decreased slightly and caressed my stomach. I hope there can be a life, which is the continuation of my life.

I still drank tonics and ate my favorite dishes. One morning passed quietly in full happiness.

I sat on the swing with my Xueer in my arms and let the wind blow my long hair, so carefree and comfortable.

At night, I open the window on the ceiling and count the stars.

He came again, full of moonlight, as if an unreal shadow appeared in my world.

He took my shoulder lightly, shook it gently, and murmured in a small voice, "yunqi, you are an elf falling into the earth from the sky."

I leaned against him and smiled silently. His arms were so warm. He shook. I yawned and wanted to sleep.

Suddenly, Xueer called softly in the dark. I thought of his injury and felt more emotion in my heart. I didn't want to say, "sweat, go to my sisters more."

I don't want to be the target of public criticism.

I don't want to be spoiled by him alone. I'm a little afraid that I can't control my heart, because I found that I began to covet his arms.

He was stunned, hugged me tighter and angrily said, "you can't think about it."

The stars are so bright, blinking and blinking, as if to testify for him.

I thought it was just his casual joke, but in the days after that, for a long time, he hugged me every night and let me sleep quietly in his favor

Life seems too calm. It's like a pond without rain for a long time, not even ripples.

I didn't want to compete for favor, but I knew I had become the target of all women in turdan.

Just because, for a month in a row, he spoiled me alone.

I often caress my stomach and often fantasize that there may be a little life in it.

But no.

The moon comes as scheduled and the days pass as scheduled.

Except for turdan, no one has come to my yurt for a long time.

The empress mother, qinwa and Luoxue haven't been here. The empress mother is partial to qinwa, but turdan dotes on me so much that she doesn't interfere, which makes me a little strange. Qin wa demonstrated to me when I first arrived at Baluchi, and Luo Xue scratched my Xueer. I don't believe my life can be so peaceful.

I always felt that even the sudden wind in the flat ground was a little different, as if something was going to happen, although I was always careful not to make any mistakes.

The weather in the grassland has already turned cool. The yellow grass on the grassland is rustling. After autumn, winter is coming.

I suddenly want to walk on the grassland and breathe the fresh air in the deserted place.

"Princess, Khan said that you have to get his consent to leave here." tanaren bowed his head and saluted me.

I was a little puzzled, "does Khan have this order? Why have I never heard him talk about it." I don't believe that he will restrict my freedom.

"Big Khan told his maidservants privately. Big Khan was afraid that the princess would encounter something she shouldn't encounter when she went out and be hurt again. That's not good."

"That sounds harsh to me."

"The maidservant is also telling the truth. Please don't mind the princess."

"What do you mean to meet someone you shouldn't?" it's obvious that you don't believe what I mean.

"The princess calmed down. Did the princess remember that time you ran out and met Timur, and then..." tanaren couldn't go on.

My heart a Lin, already understood her meaning, "forget it, it's none of your business."

"If only the princess understood."

I crossed her. Even if turdan is for my good, I don't want to be a bird in a cage. It's a pain. Even if I live, it's meaningless.

"Ruoqing, let's go."

I led the horse without looking back. In this month, I often slipped the tame foal 'feifeng' given to me by turdan in my fence.

"Miss, miss, wait for me."

"Ruoqing, I'll go first, and you'll come quickly." once you have the idea of going out, you can't help it anymore. You like the feeling of galloping on the endless grassland.

I believe I won't be so unlucky. I won't meet Timur every time.

I let myself watch the sun freely in the wind on the grassland. The cheerful is really like a flying bird. I laugh, I run wildly, and let the wind raise my hair. The feeling of yellow late autumn makes me sigh that the harvest season of this autumn is so bleak and dazzling.

It's going to snow. Lian is coming.

My birthday, only a few days.

I was thinking wildly, and suddenly I had an expectation.

If Qing hasn't caught up, I will let my horse run freely for the first time without any restraint.

Freedom, so brilliant.

Behind him, the sound of horse hoofs must be ruoqing.

I pulled the reins of feifeng and continued to gallop on the grassland. I don't want ruoqing to catch up with me. I want to experience this unprecedented happiness alone.

However, the sound of horses' hoofs behind me is getting closer and closer. When will this ghost girl's riding skill be one head higher than me.

But I was wrong.

When the horse kept pace with me, when I turned to look at him, I found that I had divined the wrong divination before I went out.

The master of the horse was Timur again.