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Every time the soft tip of the tongue brushed every part of her mouth, it made her feel itchy and scared, and she let out a quick hum from her nose, as if she was about to cry, and she seemed to feel a little dissatisfied.
Yan Zhui separated his head, both of them were panting.
"Yuan Niang, why do you smell so good? Are you so soft?"
His breath was erratic, and he put his face close to her neck and arms to smell it. His breath spread between her collarbone and chin, making her shrink back.
How did she know such a thing?
Layers of silk curtains were lowered by Yan Zhui, and the lighted candles in the room passed through the curtains embroidered with large clusters of flowers in blue, and the look of her breathing on the quilt with small mouthfuls became even more lovely.
Fu Minghua¡¯s ankle was held in Yan Zhui¡¯s hand and played with. Yan Zhui¡¯s Adam¡¯s apple rolled slightly:
"How come you were born so small?"
His voice was a bit hoarse, like a piano string gently playing on the side of the human ear. The sound still echoed in the ears, tickling the eardrums and making people tremble from the top of the head to the soles of the feet.
She just lay on the bed and let him do whatever he wanted. He had dreamed of this scene several times, but only now could he truly get his wish.
The candlelight flickered, and the mandarin duck embroidery was turned red.
When the clouds stopped and the rain stopped, Yan Zhui took the messy handkerchief to clean up the aftermath for her.
As soon as the soft veil touched her body, she trembled slightly. Yan Zhui threw the handkerchief away, stretched out his hand to caress it with some pity, as if he remembered something, got up and went out, and came back with something after a while.
"What is this?" Fu Minghua turned sideways and pulled the quilt to cover his body that was full of marks. His long straight legs were covered up, but his jade feet were still exposed.
"My mother-in-law sent it to me, saying it was for your use."
The palace slave who was sent could not explain clearly. He had not thought of this at the time, and only then did he come back to his senses.
How dare Fu Minghua let him take action now? No matter how he coaxed her, she refused to turn around.
On the contrary, it was this pull that made him feel a little moved again.
It¡¯s just that Fu Minghua was a little injured, so he just endured it.
She thought of the pool of water behind the house, and she longed for Aunt Jiang and others to come in and wait for her to take a bath and wash herself.
Yan Zhui stretched out his hand to hook her waist. They were both naked. As soon as their skin touched her, she trembled slightly. Although she didn't struggle, she still looked a little uncomfortable.
With ********** in her arms, Yan Zhui looked at her with admiration in his eyes.
Although I also liked Fu Minghua before, after having skin-to-skin kisses, I naturally have more intimacy than before.
"What are you thinking about?"
He lowered his head, his face moving in her hair and behind her ears, and the hot air he blew made the hairs on Fu Minghua's body stand up.
"Your Highness." She forced out a stiff smile, feeling pain all over her body: "The room is in a mess, and I want Biyun to come in and clean it up." She opened her almond-shaped eyes and looked at Yan Zhui, asking him if he wanted to avoid it. one time.
Yan Zhui sat up and Fu Minghua turned his face away. He looked calm and had no intention of hiding it: "I'll take you to wash up and tell them to come in and clean up."
He stood on the wooden couch and helped Fu Minghua sit up. Seeing her frowning, he hugged her back.
There was still water in the back room, which had not stopped since the evening. She trembled when she got into the water, and she felt that the soreness all over her body had dissipated a lot.
Yan Zhui also jumped down, and when he came out, the outside had been tidied up.
The smell in the bed has also dissipated a lot. Fu Minghua didn't sleep well that night. Yan Zhui was holding her behind him, as if he was clinging to the stove.
????????? She could only feel that he was touching her up and down, but Fu Minghua couldn't open his eyes at all.
After an unknown amount of time, he got up, put on his clothes and went out.
The first time she fell asleep was when Nanny Jiang came in to wake her up.
Fu Minghua felt that he hadn't slept for long, so he lay still with his eyes squinted and asked, "What time is it?"
"It's already Yin Shizhong." Aunt Jiang looked at her with some affection. Her cheeks were flushed from sleep, and there was a bit of lazy spring between her brows. Last night, she heard Fu Minghua's shrill scream in the room, She was worried several times, but she didn't dare to come in. She only knew that the two of them were tossing each other until the end of the ugly hour, and she slept for less than an hour.
"It's time to get up." Although Mother Jiang felt distressed and wished she could sleep a little longer, she couldn't do it today. She saw Fu Minghua squinting his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep again, so she straightened her hair and said softly: "I'm going to the palace today to see the emperor and empress."
Fu Minghua couldn¡¯t help but turn his face to the side. After a while,Then he turned around and said softly: "Mom, help me up."
She rarely stayed in bed. Although today's situation was special, she quickly adjusted to it. Aunt Jiang helped her up, and Fu Minghua took a deep breath, feeling pain all over her body!
When Biyun was waiting for her to wash and change her clothes, her chest, arms, and back were all covered with bruises.
Her skin color is snow-white, and these faint marks are particularly distinct.
After combing her hair and still having some time, breakfast was delivered from the kitchen, which she ate to fill her stomach.
She sat down at the table, her almond-shaped eyes were still bloodshot, and the ointment could not hide the haggard look on her face.
"Where is your highness?"
Fu Minghua asked, and Aunt Jiang said: "Your Highness gets up in the morning to practice"
When she said this, Grandma Jiang looked a little strange.
Yan Zhui got up three quarters of an hour earlier than her, walked out of the room and went into the yard to boulder and bench.
"On the wedding night, he refused to hug his wife, but he hugged the stone bump instead.
She was afraid that there was some quarrel between the two people, so she didn't dare to ask Fu Minghua at this time. As he was talking, he had already washed up outside and changed into a green brocade robe. The cuffs were edged with apricot yellow and embroidered with cloud patterns, as if he had been freshened up. , looking refreshed, her face suddenly turned red.
When I met Yan Zhui before, although I was a little afraid of him, I wasn't like this now. I didn't feel comfortable even looking at him.
She felt a dull pain in her body again, but Yan Zhui sat down. The servants had already set out bowls and chopsticks for him, but he didn't eat either. He just put some small pieces into Fu Minghua's bowl.
Yan Zhui could tell that Fu Minghua was a little uncomfortable. He originally wanted to joke with her, but saw that she was about to bury her face in the bowl. He couldn't bear to embarrass her at this time, so he just sighed silently and said:
"When you enter the palace today, if Concubine Rong gives you a hard time, don't argue with her for the time being." He looked calm, but his eyes were fierce. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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