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The lantern flowers have not been cut for a long time, and the flames are dancing and getting smaller, but they are not as frantic as the swaying figures.
The quilt was torn off, and one corner was put down and half hung on the ground, shaking with the movement.
Under the dim light, she saw the expression on his face, both out of control and forbearing, contradictory and crazy.
This left her at a loss.
The lights exploded, flicked on and then went out, and her eyes were pitch black.
In the darkness, Zi Ning reached out and hugged his back tightly.
Only then did he get up again, approached her, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
Zi Ning dare not say it hurts.
What's moreit's not just pain.
She shook her head and rolled over on her side beside him.
It was too dark in the room, and I didn't know where to throw all the clothes, and all the brocade quilts fell down.
Yanji sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her with the faint light coming in.
It was pitch black in the room, and when she was lying on her side, her waistline sank deeply, and her curves were distinct in the darkness.
He held his breath and stretched out his hand to stroke it.
She only had time to glance at him before Yan Ji picked her up from the bed, she was still pulling the sheet in her hand, and when she was carried away by him, her fingertips scratched the soft cloth.
She sat on Yanji's lap, with her back pressed against his chest, and they hugged each other like this.
Zi Ning covered it up, his face was on fire: "Masteryou should wash it"
In the dark, you can do many things that are not explicitly rejected.
Yanji only looked at her fixedly.
Her hands, her jumping toes, her swaying waist.
Her eyes
Can't help but whisper: "Zining"
Zi Ning.
These two words made him crumble.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her.
Zi Ning put his hands on the backs of his hands and followed him as he moved, looking forward into the darkness.
It's pitch black, I don't know how many days it is
Zi Ning's limbs stretched out weakly, his eyes hurt from crying.
Finally, I barely closed my eyes, and the sky soon dawned.
Zi Ning came to his senses, unable to move his limbs.
Yanji hugged her in his arms and hugged her face to face, never letting go.
Zining swallowed, shrunk his shoulders and looked up at Yanji, meeting a pair of dark eyes.
He woke up.
The sunlight during the day made people thinner, Zi Ning turned his head away, his ears were red.
Yanji's hand fell to her ear and stroked gently.
He let her go.
The servants are always considerate, and the change of clothes for the two of them has been prepared.
Zining tidied himself up, while Yanji leaned on the bed, still not moving.
The smooth muscle lines stretched to cover the slender bones, Yanji half-closed his eyes, and his complexion was very good
After breaking through that relationship with him, Zi Ning always thinks too much.
His face turned slightly red.
Yanji suddenly raised his eyes to look at her.
Zining rolled his eyes and walked over holding his clothes.
Outer shirt, outer pants.
When his fingertips touched him, his flesh tightened.
She thought Yanji would do something like last night.
But he didn't.
Yanji looked down at her movements without saying a word, the light in his eyes flickering on and off.
She dressed him and combed his hair.
Yanji was in front of the mirror, looking at her face from the mirror.
His hair is dark in color, and there is no color cast under the strong sunlight, which is different from most people who are also called black-haired.
Her fingers brushed through his hair, and the comb gently combed the large curls, like waves and seaweed, rolled on her hands.
She thought of the wet hair curled against his chest, and she was slightly absent-minded.
Then Yanji said, "Zining."
She raised her head and looked at him in the mirror.
His eyes are also pure black, sharp and piercing when there is light, but empty and indifferent when there is no light, just like now.
He looked at her in the mirror and asked, "Will it be like this from now on?"
Even though Zi Ning was willing to share the bed with him late at night the night before, and was willing to have a good time with him, on the second day, it still seemed like nothing had happened.
Do not marry him.
Yanji lowered her eyes.
Zi Ning paused in his hand,Holding his hair in his hand. She said: "Yes, master."
After going to Yunyu together, he didn't have any major changes because of her fascination, and she naturally couldn't change either.
The Demon Cult hangs like a knife around her neck, making her uneasy. There was no way to capture him with the incident on the bed, so she could only figure out a way by herself while being the maid serving the sword.
It's just that I still want to get him in my heart.
Every night after that, she didn't want to see him endure in front of her any longer.
Yanji silently nodded.
The madam is called in for a talk before going to sleep in the morning.
Still remembering Zi Ning, she was surprised and suspicious.
The bustard, known as Xu Sanniang, is over forty years old and well-maintained. She was also a famous prostitute in the south of the Yangtze River back then.
Just seeing Yan Ji, the bustard couldn't stop smiling.
Zining knew well that when he redeemed her back then, he had already spent too much money on Xiangsilou, which was enough for Xu Sanniang to earn a lot of money.
The charm of money is great enough, she tells herself that she knows everything.
She recalled the woman who was the concubine of the former martial arts leader Wang Ziqi, and she was still deeply impressed.
"Mei Niang is good at dancing. President Wang came to visit her from Chongzhou several times. The two hit it off, so Mei Niang ransomed her."
Then Wang Ziqi died on the bed, and Mei Niang hanged herself with a belt, declaring an emergency.
"Good at dancing?" Yan Ji said.
"Mei Niang is clumsy and doesn't know much about fun. She only knows a little about dancing, and she was taught by Dong Niang."
Dong Niang.
The black scabbard sword was lying in Zining's arms, her mood fluctuated.
"Where is Mrs. Dong?"
"Dong Niang is getting old, she left Jingzhou a year ago and returned to her hometown in Haizhou." Xu Sanniang said, "Dong Niang has been in Xiangsilou for three years, and she has always been strict. She doesn't teach those vulgar fans easily. She only taught five people, and Zhen Mengji was the last student she ever taught."
Zining couldn't help but look at Yanji.
Yanji asked Xu Sanniang to write down the five people.
Except for Mei Niang and Zi Ning, one of them married a wealthy businessman in Haizhou, one married into Jinhong Pavilion, and the other married into Duanmai Mountain.
Before Xu Sanniang left, she suddenly glanced at Zining, and said with a smile, "The girl doesn't seem to like to laugh anymore."
His face turned cold, he lost a little affection, and he was even less like a mortal, unapproachable.
Zi Ning was taken aback.
Xiangsilou's upbringing over the years has taught her to smile at people, seduce people to get close, and keep a cold face in front of men. She is a Bodhisattva. It's just that in a mere year, she forgot all about it.
Don't smile, don't even give a single glance to others, let alone please. However, no matter what she did, Yanji would not change.
Just like now, when he got up to leave, he didn't even need to look at her to signal.
I don't know when there was a tacit understanding, and they didn't even need to talk most of the time.
Yanji listened to the sound of Zining's footsteps, and adjusted his pace.
Today she may It's not convenient for her to walk around, so she has to walk slowly.
Passing through the corridor, a touch of golden red flashed in the corner of his eyes. Zi Ning glanced sideways and saw the face of the new oiran.
The makeup on her face faded after a night, she looked at Zi Ning with a pair of phoenix eyes, and shyly turned her head and slipped away.
The servant ran from a distance, covered in blood: "Master! The Demon Cult raided the other courtyard."
Zi Ning was taken by Yan Ji to run overnight, and galloped on.
There are only a hundred servants who followed Yanji from Mobei, and all of them are masters of martial arts. With such a force, they have never been afraid of anyone in the rivers and lakes.
It's just that wherever Yanji goes, the servants follow him. Last night, Yanji stayed in Xiangsi Building, and there were only about twenty people left in the other courtyard.
Guarding the picture of the beauty brought out from the Demon Cult's underground palace.
Zi Ning got off his horse and saw that Qian Bi was injured, and the blood dripping from his arm had already stained his sleeve black.
The servant who followed Yanji's turn joined the battle, and Yanji also drew his sword, and the situation was reversed very quickly.
Ben Xiao was not surprised when he saw the blood, and even snorted excitedly amidst the sound of swords and swords, and raised his hoof to step across the pool of blood.
The people in the Demon Cult began to flee.
Zi Ning stood at the entrance, with fluttering clothes and veils, the Hongjing sword around his waist was slender and beautiful, and the scabbard was intricately patterned, inlaid with colorful treasures as fine as stars, like a beauty mirror box, flashy and unreal.
The little maid who had served Zi Ning in the other courtyard was incompetent and luckily survived with blood on her body. She took advantage of the battle and ran towards Zi Ning, her eyes terrified and her expression flustered.
"Help me" She ran behind Zining, trembling all over.
Yan Ji suddenly paused, the black scabbard sword slashed across a man's neck, and turned around to look amidst the splash of blood.
Zi Ning saw his eyes that were as bright as cold stars for a moment, and he seemed to feel the sharp sword energy on his cheeks.
With a shudder in her heart, she instinctively pulled out the mirror, turned around and stabbed. When the flesh and blood were cut by the sword, and the chest and heart were cut open, there was almost no hindrance.
The blade of the sword is as bright as a mirror, without any dust, easily killing people, reflecting the maidservant's unbelievable expression.
Zi Ning clearly has no murderous intent.
The dagger in the little maid's hand fell to the ground with a clatter. The timid girl who has been with her for a few days is not a friend asking for help, but a target of the Demon Sect.
Zi Ning drew his sword, and blood splashed onto his jade-like soft and flawless cheeks.
Yanji took a deep look at her. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)nbsp; Yanji suddenly paused, the black scabbard sword slashed across a man's neck, and turned around to look amidst the splash of blood.
Zi Ning saw his eyes that were as bright as cold stars for a moment, and he seemed to feel the sharp sword energy on his cheeks.
With a shudder in her heart, she instinctively pulled out the mirror, turned around and stabbed. When the flesh and blood were cut by the sword, and the chest and heart were cut open, there was almost no hindrance.
The blade of the sword is as bright as a mirror, without any dust, easily killing people, reflecting the maidservant's unbelievable expression.
Zi Ning clearly has no murderous intent.
The dagger in the little maid's hand fell to the ground with a clatter. The timid girl who has been with her for a few days is not a friend asking for help, but a target of the Demon Sect.
Zi Ning drew his sword, and blood splashed onto his jade-like soft and flawless cheeks.
Yanji took a deep look at her. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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