The Counterfeit Madam Hou

Ten days later, Xue Mu was commanded to enter the palace.

Since it is the blooming season of daisy flowers, there is a pot of chrysanthemum neatly placed in the palace. There are many kinds, and it is beautiful. The flowers flowered in front of the temple of Wude. As soon as he attacked the Dragon Robe, the Fei Emperor stood in the center position, and his eyes focused on pulling the bowstrings, aiming at the bear skin arrow target beyond ninety steps.

The elongated two fingers were slightly loose and the arrow in his hand came out of the string, leaving only a bow string made of beef bars still trembling disturbingly.

Shemu stood by and watched quietly, and a guard ran forward to see the results.

Yan Di put down his left hand with a long bow and turned around and looked at Shemu: “The rest of the party hasn't found it yet? ”

"They're very well hidden, like stones hidden in the sand," Shemu said. ”

Yan Di frowned slightly: “I don't like being so passive. ”

Shemu's lips clasped with a smile and looked at the Emperor Yan: “The Emperor is assured that they will be cleared sooner or later unless they never move. ”

Jedi slightly lowered his eyes and dialed a string on his bow: "What are they waiting for? ”

“Timing. ”

Shemu's voice was light, but Jedi heard the certainty in it.

He always does, even in a disadvantaged position, hold a winning ticket.

The guard who checked the results came back, with the arrow fired by the Deuteronomy, and knelt before him. Come: "Your Majesty, to the left of this arrow. ”

Jedi seemed very dissatisfied with the result and his eyebrows moved slightly. He looked at Shemu beside him and shoved the bow of his hand into his hand: "Come. ”

Shemu lifted her pale lips, laughed and didn't speak, just pulled a feather arrow from the dragon bow and shot it in the same position the Emperor had just taken.

The sound of an arrow flying out, short and powerful. The air in your ears still seems to be shaking slightly with a buzzing sound.

A guard ran to see the results.

“Your Majesty, this arrow has been captured. ”

Yan Di's eyebrows seemed more unhappy than just now: “General Xue Da, as you do not know how to please me, but it is difficult to rise. ”

Xue Mu smiled softly and paid a respectful tribute to Yan Emperor: “Shun Du. ”

Yan Emperor glanced at him and shook his hand to show him that he was flat: “Never mind, I haven't beaten you once since I was a kid. You can still be the official of the right three products. I am too big. ”

Shemu smiled: "Thank you, Your Majesty. ”

“Just know.” The Deuteronomy ordered him to put away the arrow's equipment and give Shemu several pots of characteristic chrysanthemum and some silk satin before sending him home.

Liu Qinghuan had just finished his bath and saw Xue Mu come in with a wine bowl and ran up curiously: “Amu, has the Emperor given you something else? ”

“Well, it's the hallmark of the palace. Do you want to try it?” Shemu grinned and pinched her white and tender face. After these days, Liu Qinghuan's body finally recovered almost. Even the skin seemed finer than before.

Liu Qinghuan heard that it was made by the palace. Ask Qinghuan to bring two small bowls to the kitchen immediately. When she came back, she brought a few dishes with her besides two late snacks.

Shemu sat next to Liu Qinghuan. Liu Qinghuan looked at him with a smile: “Amu, if you have anything to do in the future, go to the Emperor and hang around for a few laps. We can eat and drink without worrying for several years. ”

Shemu smiled and poured the wine into two bowls and handed it to Liu Qinghuan: “Taste it. ”

Liu Qinghuan picked up the bowl and looked at it. The wine was very refreshing, with a hint of daisy flowers. After trying to sip a little, she drank a clean sip.

“What's special about this palace is that it's not what East City sells.” Liu Qinghuan said to put the empty bowl in front of Shemu, indicating that he poured himself another bowl.

Shemu lit up her head and blamed her softly: "Little cat, aren't you afraid to get drunk? ”

“I'm not scared.” Liu Qing looked at him with a smile, "but worried that Amu would get drunk. ”

Shemuyang raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Let's compete. Let's see who gets drunk first. ”

“Come on.” She doesn't believe she can beat the goddess of wine with that amount of Sherman.

After two people had dried a bowl, Liu Qinghuan filled them with one bowl, but after three bowls, Xue Mu refused to let her drink again.

Liu Qing smiled and looked at him in the corner: “Lai Pei, didn't you promise not to return drunk? ”

"'Who told you that?" said Shemu. You're in good health, you can't drink anymore. ”

Liu Qinghuan lay sadly on the table, buried his head still. Shemu laughed and ignored her. She was beside herself with snacks and wine. She ate well and was unhappy.

Liu Qinghuan's head finally moved and his eyes glanced at him confused: “Amu, I seem to be drunk. ”

“Go to sleep drunk. ”

“I can't walk, admire. ”

Liu Qinghuan's voice is soft, sounds a little drunk. The scattered black hair is softly worn on the body, looking unspeakable and delicate. Shemu's eyes stirred, dropping the pastry in his hand and only biting, held Liu Qinghuan up.

As soon as Liu Qinghuan was held up, he circled Xue Mu's neck and the whole person leaned up. His shallow breath blew on Shemu's ear, his chin slightly crumbled, and he sat on the bed holding Liu Qinghuan.

Liu Qinghuan moved disturbingly in his arms. Xue Mu's eyebrows moved and warned softly: "Don't move. ”

Liu Qing cheered his head and blinked, putting his body in Shemu's arms. She only wore a vest and warm temperatures came through the thin clothes, making Shemu's breathing burn. Seems very satisfied with the change of Shemu. Liu Qinghuan's eyes contained a shallow smile, clutching his lips to Shemu's ears, and lowered his voice: “Amu. ”

Shemu's hand couldn't help but penetrate her coat and kissed her shallow on the side of her face: “You look like you hurt a lot last time...”

His tone was restrained, but his breath grew heavier and heavier. Liu Qinghuan leaned down on his shoulder and gasped. His voice was slightly like a feather brushing over Shemu's apex: “I'm not afraid, you don't have to bear it. ”

Though they slept together every night for a few days, Shermou was afraid to hurt her and never touched her. However, Liu Qinghuan was very dedicated in this matter. Since Shemu did not take the initiative, she took the initiative.

I'm sure Amu won't be able to help anyway.

After Liu Qinghuan deliberately leaned in his ear and whispered twice, Shemu finally turned his back and pressed him under his body.

Some rushed to kiss her lips, Liu Qinghuan's mouth sweetness fascinated Shemu.

The same wine was obviously drunk earlier, but it seems particularly intoxicating to taste in Liu Qinghuan's mouth at this time. He grabbed Liu Qinghuan's wrist dead and plundered every fraction of her sweetness in her mouth.

Liu Qinghuan's bones were crushed by him as if they were about to break. She subconsciously wanted to cry out for pain, but the slightest mouth exchanged for a more aggressive demand.

The air seemed to be lit by both of us, and Liu Qinghuan had the illusion that he was about to burn. In an endless float, she could only keep calling Shemu's name, as if it were the only way to relieve the irritable blood in her body.

“I'm sorry...” Shemu looked at the wrist she had pinched so young that she took Liu Qinghuan softly into her arms. “I was just worried I wouldn't be able to control myself... is it painful? ”

“No, it doesn't hurt at all.” Liu Qinghuan assured him that she believed that if she spoke of pain at this time, Amu would not touch her for another ten and a half days.

Shemu looked down and didn't speak, just picked up her wrist and kissed her gently on it. Liu Qinghuan's hand itched by his lips. She laughed twice and circled Shemu's waist: “Amu, it really doesn't hurt. I can do it again. ”

Shemu paused and glanced up at her. Liu Qinghuan put it on his face and rubbed it on him: “Don't you want Amu? ”

She could clearly see that Shemu's eyes had not yet completely calmed the flame, his long lashes trembled and he kissed his lips proactively.

Shemu's eyebrows rose slightly and slowly loosened. He hugged Liu Qinghuan and turned against him.

In the Hou Dynasty quietly, only a few people occasionally move around.

Liu Qinghuan leaned tirelessly in Shemu's arms, his hair on the side of his face was a little sweaty. Shemu rubbed her waist gently, and the corner of her mouth looked a little serious: “Clear, don't blame me me for not telling you, if you've been so enthusiastic, you're the one who can't eat. ”

Liu Qinghuan laid low on his chest and laughed twice. He opened his eyes and looked at him: "Amu, Mama is still waiting to hold her grandson. We can't do it without trying. ”

Shemu stunned for a moment and couldn't help but pinch her waist: “You are so...”

Liu Qing smiled at his beautiful neck and pecked it on his lips: “Don't you want a little Amu? ”

Shemu lovingly covered her lips and kept her from leaving: "I want a small group. ”

“Well, what should we do?” Liu Qing frowned in agony, "looks like we have to redouble our efforts. ”

Shemu finally raised a smile at the corner of her mouth and looked at her eyes as sweet and helpless: “Is your waist still sore? ”

Liu Qinghuan shook his head and his eyebrows filled with laughter.

Shemu couldn't help kissing her eyes and said, “Now close your eyes and go to sleep. ”

Liu Qinghuan blinked anxiously and slowly closed his eyes. Sherman's fingers were drawn from her hair. Out, carefully straightened the hair on her side face before holding her to sleep.