The bronze mirror in my boudoir is fine.

The bronze mirror in my boudoir is fine.

The canna in the corner of the palace wall was red and dazzling in the moonlight, and the people in his eyes were more dazzling than the full palace scenery. The figure is graceful and restrained, and the beautiful figure under the gauze seems to be hidden. She gently shook the palace fan, and when the wind came, he smelled the fragrance on her body that night. Sheng Yu could not see enough, so he put his arms around the slender waist. The author has something to say: the welfare of spoiling fans, the sofa in this chapter will send 1000 coins! There will be this kind of welfare in the future, and the micro-blog will say in advance ~ Mada, thank you, and send another 20 small red envelopes! Update at least 3000 every day in the future, and it won't be short any more. Chapter 16 The beauty looked back in a panic, and the beautiful appearance was described at this time. Who does Mochizuki think of? Xue Ying shook her head: "There is nothing to think about." "Don't hide anything from me." Xue Ying steeled herself and said, "I don't think Aunt Yun is with me. I think she should be happy with her mother." Sheng Yu joked, "I thought Ying Ying was thinking about me." He said, "Yun Gu is not here. Didn't I promise to let the woman on the rosefinch street follow you?" "Yes, she is already on duty in the palace. She acts steadily. Thank you, Your Majesty." "How to thank?" Xue Ying stiffened slightly and looked up at the deep smile in Sheng Yu's eyes,interactive panels for education, thinking that he wanted her to kiss him that day. Her face was burning, but she could not help smiling gently in the warmth of his eyes. She pursed her lips and said shyly, "Your Majesty, I will listen to you whatever you want." "Guess what I want." "The Sacred Heart is hard to guess." "My heart is not hard to guess. Guess quickly." “…… Your Majesty wants a kiss? "Then kiss me." Xue Ying blushed and her eyes were full of tenderness. Her movements were still jerky. He was much taller than her. She stood on tiptoe, holding the hand of the palace fan and gently encircling his back waist. The dragonfly touched the water shyly and refused to put her lips on his lips. In the blink of an eye, she was held in his arms and rushed into the bedroom hall. The palace fan fell to the ground,65 inch touch screen, her skirt wrapped around his clothes, and the moonlight gently sprinkled on their entangled figures. When the emperor came, there were always so many people in the palace that they knelt all over the hall. It's just that when the emperor and the imperial concubine are together, they don't want the secretary to record beside them, nor do they want the palace people to enter the palace and wait beside the bed. All the people in the palace knew the emperor's order not to be indecent, and all of them knelt on their knees with their faces pressed against the floor tiles. Inside the bedroom hall, Xue Ying blushed and dared not make a sound in countless collisions. Sheng Yu leaned close to her ear and said, "Call Brother Yu to me." She was too ashamed to speak. He grasped the softness in the palm of his hand and said, "This time I will teach you to be cool.." Xue Ying did not understand the meaning of the word "Shuang", but this scene was deeply blended with each other, and she was even more confused and was taught by him to understand. The account is still afraid to make a noise. A moment later, the emperor's call came from the bedroom hall, touch screen board classroom ,interactive touch screens education, and the palace people went in to listen to the instructions and hurried out of the hall for a moment. In the blink of an eye, all the people in the palace had two balls of cotton stuffed in their ears, and once again they listened to the holy order to be indecent. But the sound in the bedroom hall was too loud, the cotton stuffed in the ear holes had little effect, and the sound of women's panting still came into their ears. Coquettish spread, exhausted hoarse, shout until dawn. When the sun had risen, Min San called Sheng Yu to get up early outside the bedroom hall as usual. The man in the tent had already woken up. He ignored the sound outside and lay on his side with his head propped up. His eyes fell on the sleeping man on the side of the pillow. She is like a warm and fragrant nephrite, with the tranquility of Jiangnan ink and wash. The snow muscle and flower are full of fragrance, and the willow figure, which can not be covered by the quilt, has taken away his soul. He felt that he could look at it like this for a lifetime. Xue Ying hazily heard Min San's voice in her sleep. She opened her eyes and met Sheng Yu's affectionate eyes. Your Majesty. Xue Ying's face was burning. He pressed the corner of the quilt and sat up. "I'll be in the morning later. I'll wait on you to freshen up." Sheng Yu's immersion in the beautiful scenery was interrupted, and his mind darkened: "You sleep a little longer." Xue Ying shook his head and said, "Your Majesty is busy with the government. He has never slackened his efforts since he ascended the throne.". As empresses and concubines, I should follow your example. Xue Ying beckoned Bai Xiang to carry water to wash, and got up to dress Sheng Yu with his own hands. He raised his arm to block the dragon robe she handed him. "I want to practice my sword for two quarters of an hour first. Let's go and see it together." Xue Ying was surprised that the Sheng Yu in front of him was not as white as when he first saw him. He had never been exposed to the sun in his illness before, and now his complexion was darker, which added to his dignity. Xue Ying nodded, but asked, "So Your Majesty practices swordsmanship every day, but your Majesty has not recovered from his illness for a long time. Will you still feel ill?" "Doesn't Yingying know whether I am in good health or not?" Xue Ying was choked and blushed. In an open place in Jianzhang Palace, a man between heaven and earth holds a long sword. He is dressed in blue clothes. Every move of the sword dance is agile and fierce, just like a match with the breeze of heaven and earth. In the flying corner, the blue color dazzled Xue Ying's eyes. The first time she saw Sheng Yu in blue, she had never seen any man in blue since three years ago. The wind swept over the dark walls and green tiles of the palace and melted into the fierce style of this move, which made Xue Ying's cheeks hurt. Without reason, she penetrated the Tsing Yi in front of her, as if she saw another man who loved to wear Tsing Yi. The man's face was bright and elegant, his eyebrows and eyes were pale and cold, and he never smiled at anyone in the caged Jingbei courtyard, but only for her. Your Majesty. Min San's slightly surprised voice sounded on the side of his ear. Xue Ying was immersed in absence, and only came to his senses in Min San's immediate exclamation. "Your Majesty, be careful!" Cried Min San. Xue Ying looked calmly, and Sheng Yu's sword was already inserted. Three parts underground He fell to the ground on one knee, the palm of his hand holding the hilt of the sword was cut, blood ran down the blade, and his deep eyes pierced her. Sweat rolled down from his forelock, panting, and his eyes were unfathomable that Xue Ying had never seen before. Xue Ying finally rushed forward stiffly: "Your Majesty,interactive boards for classrooms, you are hurt!" Sheng Yu grabbed her hand. "What are you thinking about?" Xue Ying was silent. She took out a handkerchief and wrapped it around the wound in Sheng Yu's palm. "I'll help you back to the temple." He looked straight at her and said, "What are you thinking about?" Xue Ying held her hand in her sleeve like a spasm. She frowned and said, "I didn't think about anything else. I just saw Your Majesty in a trance.." 。 hsdsmartboard.com


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