As men expected, outside the dignified and noble high heels, the fairy jade feet inside are the most unattainable and instinctively coveted, because in the high heels, the two skin colors of ice, snow, frost and frost complement each other...
The fairy's jade feet showed a large snow-white complexion in the high heels, and a snow-white white gauze dress undoubtedly strengthened this point again.
Murong Xi, who was sitting at the table, picked up his pen and continued to say: I remember that at that time, when you first met by the lake on the boat, you were already the supreme fairy goddess among the literati, and the most famous woman in the world.
The fairy beauty behind him, when she heard this, had a quiet and holy temperament. She held a red candle in her jade hand and walked towards him.
A pair of high heels were stepped on the floor, and two slender heels were clattering.
Murong Xi still said without looking back: At that time, my Eastern Palace was weak, and it was not like this that a bunch of literati staff gathered like you. It was because of your existence that countless civil officials and wise men gathered around me.
The fairy's white red-soled high heels were wearing, and the sound of the slap was getting closer and closer to him, and at the same time it echoed clearly in the room, like pearls large and small, scattered on jade plates.
Murong Xi had already smelled the fragrance of white clothes floating from the fairy's beautiful jade body, and the gentle and beautiful voice of ice and snow echoed behind him: This is not the credit that Zhiyue can do alone, but also the reputation of the prince's virtuous and love talents, which made them gather here.
Murong Xi shook his head and smiled, holding his pen and said: If it weren't for you to help me, those people wouldn't have come to the East Palace one by one. After all, you are the fairy saint in the eyes of literati. When you come, everyone will look up to the East Palace.
After returning, Xia Zhiyue stood behind him and listened to the man's subtle and heartfelt words. She had always been calm and unaware of honor and disgrace. Qingqi, who did not like to be greedy for me, smiled with red lips: At that time, you were full of confidence and told me with a very bright and eager look, "The world you want and the ambitions and ideals you have always wanted to show, and that kind of earnest and sincere look, I believe no woman can refuse it, right?"Murong Xi still remembers this incident freshly and shook his head and smiled: Thinking about it now, it seems like yesterday, but my original intention has not changed yet. As the famous poet's good sentence said, a man will give up until he gives up. Look at it and try it, and repair the cracks of the sky.
The fairy in white had already filled her tenderness. Behind him, she admired the handwriting he wrote with beautiful eyes. She seemed to have a bright look on her eyes. Her red lips smiled: Before that, it should be, who should listen to the hard words?Remember at that time, there was only the moon in the west window.
Murong Xi looked back at her beautiful face, and was really shocked by such a shocking fairy beauty. No matter how many times she saw it, she couldn't help but keep looking at her and said: This time, I encountered the same difficult thing as before.
Xia Zhiyue knew that the most difficult time in Murong Xi's life was two years ago. At that time, the Prime Minister and Dugu Wei and others were extremely powerful and arrogant, and even rumors of their deposed prince were spread.
It was also when she was in trouble with internal and external affairs that Murong Xi found her and told her a lot without any concealment, hoping that her famous fairy could help him, give advice, and recruit talents.
Because of her, the noble goddess in the minds of literati in the world, and the number one talented fairy joined, once the news of Xia Zhiyue helping the prince came out, the prince's Eastern Palace was very famous. Not only did people who admire Xia Zhiyue follow him, but many people who don't have hope for the Eastern Palace have to change their minds.
After all, in terms of the situation, many people who were originally fence-skinned and waiting for a look at it, even a smart and talented fairy like Xia Zhiyue chose to stand on the side of the East Palace. Will they lose to Murong Yu in the end?
Looking back now, after overcoming that difficulty, his Eastern Palace faction is now facing a choice of advancement and retreat like a life-and-death choice. Murong Xi naturally fell into trouble and pondered. As a talented fairy and female military advisor in the Eastern Palace, Murong Xi urgently called her back, so she came here bravely in the heavy rain and knew some of the ins and outs from the other people.
Murong Xi said this and talked about other things: I remember a long time ago, I told you that I want to be a king like my father, but the road to emperor is so long, with thorns and full of tests and temptations on the road. Now such a dilemma is really a bit confused.
Xia Zhiyue held the candle behind him, and said with a calm tone: In the palace, before things stop, everything is unknown. Of course, the prince does not have to be despaired, and even in the cycle of reincarnation, it is destined. We just need to work hard and have a clear conscience.
Murong Xi put down the paper and pen, looked at the fairy from the sky in front of him. Sitting on the chair, she naturally wanted to relax and enter her holy and gentleness.
It was also very natural. She hugged the fairy's waist and pressed her face to her holy fairy body in white clothes. She had always made people slowly close her bright eyes, and took a deep breath. Her sleepy expression gradually faded away. She smelled the fragrance of her white clothes and couldn't help but rub it. She looked intoxicated, like a child leaning on her for warmth...
Murong Xi gradually hugged her waist tightly, buried her face in the fragrance of a fairy, buried a handsome face deep in her white clothes, and said slowly in a very low male voice: Tonight, can I let me release my manly desire in the fairy's jade body?
The noble fairy who cannot be violated, looked at his lowered posture and looked for tenderness like a child, put his face on himself, and put a jade hand on his head and gently stroked it. His tone was as beautiful as ice and snow: You know, it's not possible...
Murong Xi smelled the refreshing fragrance on her white clothes, and was intoxicated. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply: Is it okay to just once?
At the same time, the face of the unfathomable prince Murong Xi has a somewhat sympathetic pity on his face. This pity is a weak mood, as if he is injured and desires comfort. This expression can most touch the softness in a woman's heart.
The heavy rain outside rustled, and the cool breeze blew into the room slightly. The sound of the wind unawares raised the paper that had not dried up. The words on the paper were still beautiful. The lights on the houses were gradually fading, and no one would notice the lights in this small building with a slightly bright light. After all, the sound of the heavy rain covered everything.
With the sound of rushing, heavy rain fell. Only the guards of the East Palace guards guarding the building would sometimes stand down and look upstairs...
The fairy's jade feet showed a large snow-white complexion in the high heels, and a snow-white white gauze dress undoubtedly strengthened this point again.
Murong Xi, who was sitting at the table, picked up his pen and continued to say: I remember that at that time, when you first met by the lake on the boat, you were already the supreme fairy goddess among the literati, and the most famous woman in the world.
The fairy beauty behind him, when she heard this, had a quiet and holy temperament. She held a red candle in her jade hand and walked towards him.
A pair of high heels were stepped on the floor, and two slender heels were clattering.
Murong Xi still said without looking back: At that time, my Eastern Palace was weak, and it was not like this that a bunch of literati staff gathered like you. It was because of your existence that countless civil officials and wise men gathered around me.
The fairy's white red-soled high heels were wearing, and the sound of the slap was getting closer and closer to him, and at the same time it echoed clearly in the room, like pearls large and small, scattered on jade plates.
Murong Xi had already smelled the fragrance of white clothes floating from the fairy's beautiful jade body, and the gentle and beautiful voice of ice and snow echoed behind him: This is not the credit that Zhiyue can do alone, but also the reputation of the prince's virtuous and love talents, which made them gather here.
Murong Xi shook his head and smiled, holding his pen and said: If it weren't for you to help me, those people wouldn't have come to the East Palace one by one. After all, you are the fairy saint in the eyes of literati. When you come, everyone will look up to the East Palace.
After returning, Xia Zhiyue stood behind him and listened to the man's subtle and heartfelt words. She had always been calm and unaware of honor and disgrace. Qingqi, who did not like to be greedy for me, smiled with red lips: At that time, you were full of confidence and told me with a very bright and eager look, "The world you want and the ambitions and ideals you have always wanted to show, and that kind of earnest and sincere look, I believe no woman can refuse it, right?"Murong Xi still remembers this incident freshly and shook his head and smiled: Thinking about it now, it seems like yesterday, but my original intention has not changed yet. As the famous poet's good sentence said, a man will give up until he gives up. Look at it and try it, and repair the cracks of the sky.
The fairy in white had already filled her tenderness. Behind him, she admired the handwriting he wrote with beautiful eyes. She seemed to have a bright look on her eyes. Her red lips smiled: Before that, it should be, who should listen to the hard words?Remember at that time, there was only the moon in the west window.
Murong Xi looked back at her beautiful face, and was really shocked by such a shocking fairy beauty. No matter how many times she saw it, she couldn't help but keep looking at her and said: This time, I encountered the same difficult thing as before.
Xia Zhiyue knew that the most difficult time in Murong Xi's life was two years ago. At that time, the Prime Minister and Dugu Wei and others were extremely powerful and arrogant, and even rumors of their deposed prince were spread.
It was also when she was in trouble with internal and external affairs that Murong Xi found her and told her a lot without any concealment, hoping that her famous fairy could help him, give advice, and recruit talents.
Because of her, the noble goddess in the minds of literati in the world, and the number one talented fairy joined, once the news of Xia Zhiyue helping the prince came out, the prince's Eastern Palace was very famous. Not only did people who admire Xia Zhiyue follow him, but many people who don't have hope for the Eastern Palace have to change their minds.
After all, in terms of the situation, many people who were originally fence-skinned and waiting for a look at it, even a smart and talented fairy like Xia Zhiyue chose to stand on the side of the East Palace. Will they lose to Murong Yu in the end?
Looking back now, after overcoming that difficulty, his Eastern Palace faction is now facing a choice of advancement and retreat like a life-and-death choice. Murong Xi naturally fell into trouble and pondered. As a talented fairy and female military advisor in the Eastern Palace, Murong Xi urgently called her back, so she came here bravely in the heavy rain and knew some of the ins and outs from the other people.
Murong Xi said this and talked about other things: I remember a long time ago, I told you that I want to be a king like my father, but the road to emperor is so long, with thorns and full of tests and temptations on the road. Now such a dilemma is really a bit confused.
Xia Zhiyue held the candle behind him, and said with a calm tone: In the palace, before things stop, everything is unknown. Of course, the prince does not have to be despaired, and even in the cycle of reincarnation, it is destined. We just need to work hard and have a clear conscience.
Murong Xi put down the paper and pen, looked at the fairy from the sky in front of him. Sitting on the chair, she naturally wanted to relax and enter her holy and gentleness.
It was also very natural. She hugged the fairy's waist and pressed her face to her holy fairy body in white clothes. She had always made people slowly close her bright eyes, and took a deep breath. Her sleepy expression gradually faded away. She smelled the fragrance of her white clothes and couldn't help but rub it. She looked intoxicated, like a child leaning on her for warmth...
Murong Xi gradually hugged her waist tightly, buried her face in the fragrance of a fairy, buried a handsome face deep in her white clothes, and said slowly in a very low male voice: Tonight, can I let me release my manly desire in the fairy's jade body?
The noble fairy who cannot be violated, looked at his lowered posture and looked for tenderness like a child, put his face on himself, and put a jade hand on his head and gently stroked it. His tone was as beautiful as ice and snow: You know, it's not possible...
Murong Xi smelled the refreshing fragrance on her white clothes, and was intoxicated. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply: Is it okay to just once?
At the same time, the face of the unfathomable prince Murong Xi has a somewhat sympathetic pity on his face. This pity is a weak mood, as if he is injured and desires comfort. This expression can most touch the softness in a woman's heart.
The heavy rain outside rustled, and the cool breeze blew into the room slightly. The sound of the wind unawares raised the paper that had not dried up. The words on the paper were still beautiful. The lights on the houses were gradually fading, and no one would notice the lights in this small building with a slightly bright light. After all, the sound of the heavy rain covered everything.
With the sound of rushing, heavy rain fell. Only the guards of the East Palace guards guarding the building would sometimes stand down and look upstairs...
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