The Demon Girl of the Red Chamber

The sky has completely darkened, but the room is completely dark at this moment; there is not even a single candle, and through the silver moonlight shining in from the window, two hazy figures can be faintly seen overlapping each other.

They are entangled with each other, lingering to death; there is another broken panting sounding intermittently in the room.

Naturally, there is also the table that has gradually turned cold, and the dishes are exquisite and unusually delicious in color and fragrance; they are also abandoned at the moment and ignored.

Although it was getting dark, the night had just begun.

The sky outside the window was not bright yet, and it was still pitch black; Yongzheng, who was used to getting up at three o'clock every day, woke up early at this moment; perhaps it should be said that our emperor didn't sleep at all all night.

I don't know if I'm too excited and impulsive?Still because of the fulfillment of his wish, Yongzheng begged Wang Xifeng for a whole night; he didn't let go of the drowsy little woman who had been tossed by him until not long ago.

"How long has it been since this man touched a woman? Damn it..." This was the last thought in Wang Xifeng's mind before he fell asleep.

On the bed in the gauze tent, Yongzheng supported his body with one hand; lying on his side, he looked at the curvaceous little woman in his arms. Wang Xifeng's body was only covered with half a gauze quilt; her long black hair fell loosely on the pillow. Between the body and Yongzheng's body, it was probably because Yongzheng was tossing her a little hard; Wang Xifeng slept soundly, and her face was a little tired even though she was breathing steadily.

But what Yongzheng was looking at was the flush on Wang Xifeng's cheeks; and her swollen lips that had been swollen by him, if it wasn't for Yongzheng's sense of reason at this moment; if he knew that he had to rush back to the palace as soon as possible, He wished he could immediately press Wang Xifeng under his body again; love him hard and hard again.

There will always be something in this world with a certain magical power, a certain magical power that makes people want to stop; for example, the little woman lying in his arms at the moment, Yongzheng has a faint smile on his face that he didn't even notice.

It was getting late, if he didn't get up again; Yongzheng would really be reluctant to leave.

"Long live!" Su Peisheng's suppressed voice came from outside: "It's getting late."

Knowing that this meeting is not a very good time, Su Peisheng still upholds the duty of being a slave; Sui Sheng reminded his master that this is the minimum thing a qualified slave must do.

"I see, you go down and get ready; return to the palace after a stick of incense." Yongzheng's original clear voice was slightly hoarse in response.

"Whoo!"

Su Peisheng replied in a low voice, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

He lowered his head and reluctantly kissed Wang Xifeng's forehead, and moved his arm carefully; looking at Wang Xifeng's beautiful sleeping face, Yongzheng didn't intend to wake her up; just as he was about to get up and leave.

Suddenly, Wang Xifeng, who was lying in Yongzheng's arms, moved; perhaps sensing that the temperature was not right, Wang Xifeng did not wake up with his eyes open; he muttered something, but his body moved towards Yongzheng's embrace spontaneously. Zhong endured.

The whole person looked like a well-behaved kitten, finding a comfortable place in Yongzheng's arms; once again muttered softly, but this time Yongzheng could hear it clearly; what Wang Xifeng was calling was My own name - Yinzhen!Then she rubbed her cheek against Yongzheng's chest, and felt the familiar breath; she fell asleep again in peace.

The series of Wang Xifeng's unconscious actions softened Yongzheng's heart in an instant; he lowered his head and kissed Wang Xifeng's red and swollen lips tenderly.

"Baby Feng'er, I'm very glad; I can meet you in this life."

Looking down at the little woman who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, Yongzheng suddenly felt that his life was enough; even Yongzheng occasionally thought that Wang Xifeng was probably God's compensation for him; a kind of compensation for not having love from his mother.

At this moment, even if someone wants to exchange the throne for Wang Xifeng; Yongzheng thinks that he will probably agree without hesitation, there are not so many perfections in this world.

The ancients said: Gains and losses, naturally there are gains and losses; many times, you get it, but it doesn't mean you will be very happy; sometimes you lose it, but it also doesn't mean it; is life.

Yongzheng tightened his arms around Wang Xifeng's body, and he finally experienced the mentality of Emperor Tang Minghuang that the king never came to court early!

It turns out that there will be times when I miss a person so much, and she is still a woman; Yongzheng's eyes staring at Wang Xifeng are full of tenderness that wants to drown people in it at this moment.

Here Yongzheng was reluctant to leave, but Su Peisheng's voice came from outside the window again: "Long Live Lord, it's time for you to return to the palace!"

Alas... It is not a good thing to have a servant who is too loyal.

Under Su Peisheng's three urgings and four invitations, Yongzheng left with an extremely nostalgic mood; he walked away in three steps.

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Regarding Yongzheng's entanglement and departure, Wang Xifeng, the person involved, knew nothing about it;

Being tossed so hard by Yongzheng for the first time is considered to be in good health; although she said so, Wang Xifeng did not pass out; but she still fell asleep because she was tossed too hard by a certain guy.

Hmm... Naturally, I don't know how entangled Yongzheng was when he left.

Wang Xifeng slept until noon, when she opened her eyes and woke up amidst the chattering of the little girl Qingling.

"Xiaohong, why hasn't mother woke up yet?" Qingling's slightly dissatisfied voice came to Wang Xifeng's ears from outside.

Qingling was originally young, so she didn't have much impression of the original Wang Xifeng at all; the most important thing was that Wang Xifeng's status in the heart of this little girl had already risen to the level of an unprecedented height.

In particular, Wang Xifeng will often fly around with herself; uh... this flying around refers to the matter of Wang Xifeng performing lightness kung fu and playing with lightness. Under normal circumstances; using this trick to hook up with children or something, Absolutely 100% no problem.

So after going back and forth, he naturally developed the habit of Qingling sticking to Wang Xifeng very tightly.

I'm used to Wang Xifeng being with me every morning, mother and daughter playing together for half an hour or an hour; today I waited and waited but never waited for Wang Xifeng to appear.

This little girl finally couldn't bear it any longer, and trotted all the way to Wang Xifeng's yard to find her mother; but who knew that she was blocked by Xiaohong, saying that her mother hadn't seen her yet. get up.

Hey... Don't think that you are easy to be fooled when you are young, Qing Ling thought in her heart a little angrily: "My mother wakes up very early every morning, my mother said; it is best to practice in the morning."

That's right, Wang Xifeng has already started to teach Qingling some basic Yingui sect martial arts; Qingling's biggest wish is to become as powerful as her own mother in the future.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... At least Flying Flying Flying has to be as good as my own mother!Qingling thought arrogantly.

"Girl, Master was too tired yesterday; so he is still resting." Xiao Hong said dryly, and the little girl's pretty face was blushing.

Regardless of Xiaohong's young age, this girl is very clever; Xiaohong naturally knows about Yongzheng's identity, and Xiaohong is also very clear about the fact that Yongzheng stayed in the farm and did not return to the palace yesterday.

As Xiaohong who followed Su Peisheng and Eunuch Su last night, the two of them served the night watch in the yard; how could she not hear it, last night it disappeared when it was almost dawn; the ambiguous sound rang almost all night.

Cough cough cough... She can say, girl!Did your mother have sex with Lord Long Live last night?Of course not, no wonder the little girl's face is bright red now.

"But Qingling misses mother-in-law." Qingling's small mouth was tightly pursed, her big bright eyes were moist; she looked at Xiaohong pitifully and said.

Looking at this posture, it seemed that if Xiaohong didn't let her see Wang Xifeng, she would immediately cry for Xiaohong to see.

"Girl, master needs a good rest." Xiao Hong said with an unmoved face.

"Xiaohong, you don't let Qingling see mother; you are a big villain!" Qingling's face was flushed, and she stared at Xiaohong with accusation and indignation.

"Bad Xiaohong, big villain; Qingling will never like you again." The little girl stared stubbornly at Xiaohong who stopped her.

No matter what method Qingling uses, Xiaohong remains unmoved; she stands upright and guards outside Wang Xifeng's room, but in the end Qingling's little girl can't hold back Xiaohong; courtyard.

As everyone knows, as soon as Qing Ling left, Xiao Hong's whole body softened like a deflated ball;

"Oh, the older the girl, the harder it is to be fooled; the master often said that women have changed their age, and they are really not wrong at all."

Because she just woke up, Wang Xifeng's head is hurting like a needle prick; this sudden headache makes her feel uncomfortable; Press your fingers firmly on the temples and rub them repeatedly.

Wang Xifeng could clearly hear Qingling and Xiaohong's conversation outside; she was planning to get up immediately, but she just moved; Wang Xifeng's beautiful face was rarely flushed.

The whole body was so sore, especially a certain part of the body made people feel uncomfortable; something wrong with the body reminded Wang Xifeng, what happened last night?The same thing... how crazy was that man yesterday.

And she still... Thinking about the self who was almost as crazy as Yongzheng yesterday, she couldn't help biting her lips in shame and annoyance; at the same time, there was a flash of light in her eyes that she didn't even notice. Slight smile.

Wang Xifeng sat up from the bed, with a gloomy look on her face; the bed beside her was already cold, so she didn't need to look around; with her current skills, she naturally discovered it long ago; there is no second person in this room except herself. personal.