The Demon Girl of the Red Chamber

That's right, there is only one thing Wang Xifeng has to do now; that is - wait!

What she was waiting for was none other than Yongzheng; uh...or to put it another way, what Wang Xifeng said was waiting for Yongzheng's response.

Waiting for Yongzheng's reaction after he woke up, waiting for Yongzheng's reaction after he knew that he had left Rongguo Mansion; even more waiting for Yongzheng's reaction to himself.

Xiaohong looked at Wang Xifeng with a face of confusion, and it was no longer the first time that Xiaohong felt that her master became more and more unpredictable, and Xiaohong opened her mouth several times to speak; After the spirit was settled, she closed her eyes and rested her face; she had no choice but to suppress the doubts in her stomach and take care of Qingling beside her.

Before Wang Xifeng closed her eyes and meditated, she was still thinking secretly; she didn't know what Yongzheng saw when he woke up yesterday, and how Xuanni in that room would feel in her heart.

Tsk tsk... It's really a pity, it's a pity that I haven't been able to see the face of the current emperor with his own eyes.

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Not long after Wang Xifeng left the pavilion, Su Peisheng went back outside the pavilion on the fourth floor, because Yongzheng did not summon Su Peisheng; the loyal and loyal Eunuch Su stood quietly at the door outside the pavilion on the fourth floor.

As time passed, the place where the hourglass was placed was not far away; the fine sand in the hourglass was gradually decreasing, and an hour had passed; the sky outside the pavilion gradually darkened.

Su Peisheng couldn't help feeling a little worried, he didn't understand why it took so long; Lord Long Live didn't even ask him to go in to serve him, let alone order him to drive back to the palace.

I have been out with Long Live Lord for almost a whole day, and it is getting late; if I don't return to the palace, I am afraid that the gate of the palace will be closed soon.

What Su Peisheng was worried about was naturally not that after the palace gates were closed, he and Yongzheng's master and servant would not be able to enter the palace, even if there was no such big Buddha as Yongzheng; Palace gate pass.

What Su Peisheng was worried about was...if he returned to the palace too late, he might not be able to hide the fact that he and the Lord Long Live sneaked out of the palace, and if the empress and other concubines in the palace knew about it, it would be more complicated. Countless incidents.

After thinking for a while, Su Peisheng took a step forward; dong dong dong... He reached out and knocked lightly on the door of the fourth-floor pavilion, and then called out cautiously.

"Long Live Lord...Long Live Lord, servant Su Peisheng; Long Live Lord...do you need a servant to come in and serve you?" Because it is not clear yet what is going on behind this door; Su Peisheng was very careful in his words when he spoke.

At this moment, Yongzheng was still immersed in a dream, and Su Peisheng's cry was so soft; it was impossible for Yongzheng to hear it, and it was even more impossible for him to wake up from his sleep.

Su Peisheng stood outside the door and waited for a long time, but still did not hear any sound from inside the pavilion; Su Peisheng finally couldn't stand anymore, he decided to open the door and go in to have a look; Long Live God has been staying in the room for so long , in case of any accident; it's not something my servants can afford.

With the sound of 'creaking', the door of the pavilion was pushed open by Su Peisheng; Su Peisheng stepped into the pavilion, and suddenly his eyes widened in surprise.

What did he see?

The picture in front of him was far beyond Su Peisheng's imagination, and he was stunned; he couldn't help but feel a little grateful that Long Live Lord was still sleeping at this moment; he didn't realize that he had entered this room.

Su Peisheng is the same as when he came, he came quietly and left quietly!

On the imperial concubine's couch in the gauze tent in the pavilion, a handsome man was lying outward; the man's body was only half covered with a cotton quilt, and many bruises could be vaguely seen on the exposed skin; everywhere on the floor It can be seen that the scattered clothes, even the air has a faint fragrance that looks like musk deer but not musk.

Even if Su Peisheng is not a complete and normal man in this scene, it can be seen at a glance; everything proves one thing, this place has only experienced a love not long ago.

These were not the things that surprised Su Peisheng the most. What surprised Su Peisheng the most was that he actually saw a smile on Yongzheng's sleeping face; although the smile was very shallow, it was very real.

You must know that even if Long Live is awake, let alone a day; even if it is several days, you may not be able to see Long Live smile, and now Long Live is smiling when he is asleep; Does it mean that the Long Live Lord is having a sweet dream at this moment?

Naturally, Su Peisheng couldn't bear to disturb him, so he quietly retreated immediately; it's too late to return to the palace!It's rare that Lord Long Live can sleep soundly. I have to say that Su Peisheng really has nothing to say about his loyalty to Yongzheng.

What Su Peisheng didn't know was that the moment he had just exited the pavilion; Yongzheng, who was supposed to be in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes, rolled over and sat up.

Probably because he just woke up, Yongzheng's face was a bit dazed; it made his face not as cold and severe as usual.

As everyone knows, at this moment; all of Yongzheng's mind is immersed in the previous dream, and he actually wiped out Wang Xifeng; is it real or fake?

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In the depths of the sea of ​​flowers in full bloom, on a three-story attic; the surrounding windows are all open, and a gust of night wind blows even the air is filled with sweet fragrance; it makes people feel very comfortable.

The surroundings of the attic are decorated with night pearls, and the attic is as bright as daytime; outside the window, the shadows of trees are whirling and flowers are indistinct, and the sky is full of stars, and a round moon hangs high in the sky.

Beside the window, Wang Xifeng stood quietly; looked up at the bright moon in the sky, her beautiful face was in the silver-gray faint moonlight; as if wearing a veil, she looked extraordinarily mysterious; also extraordinarily beautiful .

Yongzheng walked slowly to Wang Xifeng's side, stretched his arms around her from behind; kissed her on the cheek, buried his face in the other's neck; said somewhat sullenly: "I'm going back to the palace, Don’t you have any regrets, Feng’er? Or is it that Feng’er, you have never put me in your heart? Feng’er, I like you; why don’t you go back to the palace with me, Feng’er? We can meet every day and be together all the time; there is no need to be separated."

"You are the emperor, and the world belongs to the Long Live Lord; naturally, you can go and come whenever you want, and I am just a little girl; what is the use of the Long Live Lord telling me these things? You have the Sangong Sixth Court, the Left and Right Long Live Lord , I’m not missing a woman; anyway, I’m not someone of yours.”

Wang Xifeng's beautiful eyes turned around, and she glanced at Yongzheng with a smile that was not a smile; she just quietly bathed in the moonlight, and the silver-gray moonlight shone on her body; she became more and more charming.

"Is Feng'er jealous?" Yongzheng's hot breath hit Wang Xifeng's fair neck, causing him to shudder.

"Be honest, don't make trouble!" Wang Xifeng gave Yongzheng a hard look, and said angrily, "Jealous, why are you jealous? Who am I to you? What right do I have to be jealous?"

"You are the woman I love Xinjueluo Yinzhen, the only woman I love in this life; there is no one in the world who is more qualified to be jealous than you, Fenger." Yongzheng couldn't help but sighed softly, always feeling that he was in front of him. This beautiful woman; I can't love enough.

Wang Xifeng still looked indifferent: "Really? So in the heart of Long Live Lord, the little girl is so important?"

"Of course it is true." Yongzheng said in a low voice, "Feng'er, you just need to be remembered in my heart; no one is more important than you, I only have you in my heart."

Wang Xifeng turned around suddenly, put his arms around Yongzheng's neck; looked up at Yongzheng and said, "Since this is the case, then Long Live Lord, you must remember it after you return to the palace; you must think of Feng'er every day, and you must not forget it." Feng'er."

"Naturally, I will miss Feng'er every day." Yong Zheng hugged Wang Xifeng's slender waist tightly, with a focused and serious expression on his handsome face.

"Long Live Lord, you are the King of the Ninth Five-Year Plan; you must keep your word and not lie to Feng'er, and you must miss Feng'er every day; you have always only liked Feng'er." The corners of Wang Xifeng's tender lips curled up slightly , with a hint of coquettishness unconsciously on his face.

"Okay! I will only like Feng'er in my life." Yongzheng looked at Wang Xifeng whose cheeks were stained with blush, his eyes became darker; even his voice became a little hoarse.

"However, Feng'er, I'm going back to the palace; is Feng'er going to waste time on these meaningless conversations tonight?"

"Then what do you want? How about Feng'er letting you deal with me tonight?" Wang Xifeng stretched out the tip of her pink tongue and licked Yongzheng's lips mischievously; then she raised her eyebrows and smiled He said, "Hmm...it tastes good."

"Since Feng'er thinks the taste is good, why don't you let me taste Feng'er's taste; Feng'er, don't worry, I pity you before it's too late; I will treat Feng'er well and tenderly, and love you every time." Go to the bone; I promise you won't make Feng'er regret it."

Yongzheng looked at Wang Xifeng with deep eyes suddenly, and his throat moved slightly; when he said--every time it hurts you to the bone, he had a bit of gnashing of teeth; as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately punched Wang Xifeng Picking it up, he quickly walked to the bed next to him.

The silver-white gauze was scattered down, covering the spring light inside the bed; only through the faint halo of the night pearl, two hazy figures could be vaguely seen; The changing movement also sounded together.

Yongzheng didn't know if it was because he was about to part with Wang Xifeng, or because of what Wang Xifeng said before; Yongzheng seemed to want to prove himself to Wang Xifeng, and he worked extra hard after getting into bed; give up.

Naturally, Wang Xifeng was not to be outdone, and raised her body to cater to Yongzheng actively; the two of them had a desperate entanglement, because of Wang Xifeng's enthusiasm and initiative; it made Yongzheng more and more excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood ; No matter what, he beat Wang Xifeng fiercely on the bed all night.

There are some things that women are inherently inferior to men; Wang Xifeng finally couldn't bear it in the middle of the night, and began to beg for mercy on the man on her body...