Allure and Chaos: The White-haired Concubine

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No one knew where the child that Empress Fu gave birth to had gone. Some said that the child died at birth, and some said that the child disappeared suddenly, but no one knew the real whereabouts.I just know that after the downfall of the Fu family, Empress Fu was imprisoned in the cold palace and lived a miserable life. She died in a fire in the same year that Concubine Yun Gui died.

If he was really Empress Fu's son, why did Emperor Lintian want to kill him?Even if Emperor Lintian didn't like his mother, wouldn't he want to kill his son?This is too cruel!

Seeing the shock in her eyes, Fu Zhao smiled like an outsider: "You guessed it, didn't you? I knew that you are so smart, you always know everything." He pushed a plate of dishes in front of her, "If you don't eat it, it will be cold."

Man Yao put down his chopsticks, reached out to grab his hand pushing the plate, his eyes were full of worry, and said: "Ah Chou, I don't care what you want to do, and I will not persuade you to let go of hatred, after all, it is your freedom, you You have to find a way to vent the pain you have endured or you are suffering. But, Ah Tiao...he is your father after all, blood is thicker than water, the mistakes he made, you...should not make them again, at least …Find out why he wanted to kill you? I have no other intentions, I just don’t want you to regret it in the future.”

Fu Tzu did not become irrationally angry because of other people's advice. Instead, he held her hand gratefully and said desolately: "I know the reason why he wants to kill me! But I don't want to say it because it's right. Greatest insult to my mother!"

Man Yao sighed: "Well, if you don't want to say it, don't say it. Ah Tiao, father and son and brother are the most cruel, hurting others and hurting themselves, even if you get revenge, so what? You won't be happy! You have to think twice Then move on!" What kind of tragedy is it for relatives to kill each other!Manyao sighed deeply, there is so much helplessness in this world, fate is really hard to change.

Fu Tzu shook his head lightly, his hatred was too deep, it would penetrate his heart if it was not eradicated.He took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to her, with a solemn expression, he said, "This is for you."

Man Yao took it over suspiciously, and was about to open it, but Fu Zhao held her hand down, "Don't look now! After the autumn hunt, if... something unexpected happens, you can open it later!"

Man Yao suddenly felt uneasy, and asked: "What is it, so mysterious?"

Fu Thou said: "Just keep it, maybe it can help you at a critical moment."

Man Yao looked at him for a long time, didn't say anything, and put it in a brocade box.

This night, Fu Tiao hugged her even tighter than before, his heartbeat seemed to be faster, and his breathing was in her ear, slightly rushing.

Man Yao closed her eyes and lay down quietly.In the quiet night, the breaths of the two were intertwined in the air. The hearts that were once separated by thousands of feet seemed to be a little closer at this moment.

"Rong Le." His voice was slightly hoarse, calling very softly.

She responded lightly and softly, with a soft nasal "hmm", she didn't know how ambiguous and daydream it was on such a night.

Fu Tzu put his arms around her waist, and suddenly moved into his arms, turning her around, making her face him.Their bodies are close together, their noses are facing each other, and their breaths are so close.

His eyes, filled with eager expectation, stared at each other, and his hand slowly rubbed her waist, causing a slight tremor.

In the incense burner in the corner, wisps of light blue smoke, in the bright white moonlight coming in through the window, entangled in the air and then dissipated gently.

The light fragrance mixed with the fragrance of the skin exudes a seductive taste, and the instinct drives to tease the deepest desire buried in the bottom of the heart.The intertwined breath became rapid and heavy, and the man put one arm on the back of the woman's neck, wrapped her around her body, and turned over to press her over.

The moonlight diffuses over the west window, and the elongated carved window lattice is printed on the ground, which is fixed there.

The evening wind blows, blowing the bamboo shadows outside the window and swaying, shattering the silvery light all over the place.

Her body was slightly stiff and her breathing was uncertain.Fu Tzu's kiss was soft and lingering, but it was expressing the deepest emotion in her heart, such a strong and endless love, with her breath, it reached her heart directly.There was a trace of pain in the bottom of my heart, for Fu Cho, for Zongzheng Wuyou, and for herself.

She closed her eyes gently, but she didn't refuse, or she was powerless to refuse at all.Such careful lingering seems to be a man who is afraid of being rejected, which is unbearable to hurt, but she is still struggling in confusion in her heart.

She couldn't help thinking of Zongzheng Wuyou's bleak and cold back and his sad and sad eyes. If it was said that at the concubine selection banquet, she felt like a thorn in her heart just because he was about to marry a wife, then knowing that she was with him every night How sad is he when Fu Zhao shares the same bed?

She once required the minimum loyalty in love and marriage, but she seemed to have betrayed everything!Betrayed love with body, betrayed marriage with love!Love is her own love, but marriage is a marriage of two people. How can she be loyal?

Such a contradiction!

She once thought that if one hurts one's heart, one can forget one's love. However, a person's body cannot be controlled by himself, and how can a person's heart be controlled by himself?If you want to love, you can love, if you don't want to love, you don't love, that is not a human being, but a god!

While her thoughts were chaotic, her clothes were half taken off. She was struggling, unable to find an exit, and began to fall into confusion, unable to save herself.

Fu Tzu's kiss slowly moved to her pink neck and chest, and his lips became more and more intense, as if he wanted to swallow her into her stomach, making her unable to escape his life for the rest of her life.His breath became desperate along with her despair, why isn't his heart struggling?

What is he?Stealing her body in the name of marriage, trying to conquer her heart with her body?While absorbing her sweetness, he is also enjoying the pain of sorrow, this is his marriage!

He suddenly stopped, and looked at the person below him in great frustration. He didn't rarely use ways of hurting his lover to complete the broken marriage!He was no match for his own heart.

Manyao felt his pause, and then he helped her gather the skirt and tie the belt, she opened her eyes to look at him in surprise, and saw the deep forbearance and sadness in his eyes at a glance.

This is the third time, he let her go!

He lay down and said in her ear: "I don't want to force you, I am willing to wait. Waiting for the day when you fall in love with me willingly, although it is very slim, there is no hope in sight! I... I am still willing to wait."

He will not be like ordinary men who think that possessing a woman's body means winning her love. If it is another woman, maybe he will, but she is not someone else, she is just her, a stubborn and persistent Rong Le.If he wants her today and kills her love and pride with his body, then from now on, in her heart, he will only be her husband, and he will never be her lover. Leave a chance, leave a hope, although it will be very hard, but he is willing.

Man Yao was slightly moved in her heart, she didn't thank her, she didn't say any words of gratitude.Just in his sigh, he turned around, hugged him back for the first time, buried his face in his chest, felt the warmth, and felt at ease and at ease.

That night, they embraced each other and fell asleep, having a good dream.That night, the man in the Wuyou Pavilion was cold and accompanied by the moon, desolate and lonely.

Zongzheng Wuyou stared at the top of the bed in a daze, since when did he start to suffer from insomnia at night.In the blink of an eye, looking at the Moyu folding fan beside the pillow, he lost his mind for a moment.On that day, he missed the chance to meet her!

Turning over to get up, he took a piece of clothes and put it on, and shouted to the outside: "Leng Yan, go and get the booklet that Jiangnan handed over these few months."

Leng Yan took the order, and after a while, put the two tall stacks of folders on the table.That's enough to see the rest of the night.

Zongzheng Wuyou sat at the table and said without raising his head, "Bring the rest."

Leng Yan never talked too much, but at this moment he couldn't help but want to persuade him: "My lord, you haven't had a good rest for a long time."

Zongzheng Wuyou waved his hand without looking at it, signaling him not to talk too much.Leng Yan, who was like a log, couldn't help sighing, and went to move the remaining folders.After a while, the table has piled up into a hill.

Zongzheng Wuyou spread out the books, and after a glance, he swiped the ink brush quickly, with smooth and skillful movements.

On a quiet night, with dim lights and shadows, accompanied by the cold moon and the lonely shadow, the room is full of desolation.

After dawn, Zongzheng Wuyou put down the ink brush in his hand, raised his head and let out a long breath.Another sleepless night!As soon as he threw the memorial in his hand, he refused to take another look at it.

The young boy who was waiting outside heard the commotion in the room and hurried in to help him wash up.

After breakfast, Leng Yan went into the house to report: "Your Majesty, there is news from the building, and the identity and background of General Fu cannot be found. The existing information is what you already know. He entered the military camp at the age of 12. The Huotou army began to start. In a battle at the age of 16, General Li was ambushed unfortunately, and the Li family army suffered heavy casualties. Defeat the enemy army, and rise up step by step from now on."

Zongzheng Wuyou narrowed his phoenix eyes, looked at one place, and said expressionlessly: "If you can't find it, you have found it."

Capital, Prince's Mansion.

In the Yuxiang Pavilion where Mrs. Xiang lives, there is a smell of sex everywhere in the bedroom.On the large carved bed, the two intertwined bodies were covered with thin sweat. It was obvious that they had just experienced a good time.

The prince spread out his limbs and lay flat in satisfaction, his chest was still heaving violently.The beautiful woman beside him coiled up like a snake, her green fingers gently circled his chest, her eyes stared at his face with radiant eyes, and then, she sighed softly A cry: "Oh!"

The crown prince glanced at her sideways, and said unhappily, "Why is Xiang'er sighing? Could it be that the crown prince doesn't work hard enough?"

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