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    Fu Yu's arms were so tight that he wanted to rub her into his body. His chest pressed against her, trapping her tightly in his arms.

    Before Youtong could react, he felt a black shadow rushing towards him, his waist tightened, and his body was pulled into his chest.  All the unfinished words were sealed, his lips were slightly dry, and he kissed her roughly, like a sudden rainstorm.  The candlelight on the table was slightly swayed by the wind on his sleeves. Fu Yu's attack was fierce, and You Tong was unprepared. He pushed him and took two steps back.

    My back felt like it hit the bookshelf, but it didn¡¯t hurt through his arm.

    She had almost no time to focus on her back, and was forced to raise her head slightly, with her hands trapped in front of his hard waist and abdomen.

    The lips and teeth were easily pried open, Fu Yu attacked and grabbed it wantonly, as if he wanted to plunder the breath from her chest and swallow her fragrant and soft sandalwood tongue.  The tip of his tongue swept over the shellfish, tasting the sweetness, and he held her head with one hand, not giving her any time to breathe. It was like a long-simmering rainstorm sweeping over, intending to get everything she owed before and in the next few days.

    Youtong¡¯s mind was filled with all kinds of evil thoughts, and he couldn¡¯t retain any rational thoughts. He was only enveloped by his aura.

    It seems like a long time, and it seems like a moment.

    Fu Yu let go of his hand and propped himself up on the bookshelf. His head retreated slightly, an undercurrent surged in his eyes, and his breath was very unstable.

    Youtong relaxed slightly, gasping for breath, and his cheeks turned red.

    The candlelight was blocked by Fu Yu, and she was trapped in the dim shadow. She raised her head to meet Fu Yu's eyes, but her head was still blank.

    The two looked at each other like this for two breaths before Fu Yu seemed to make up his mind and whispered in her ear: "Wait for me." After that, he stepped back, took a deep look at her, then turned and left.  The dark robe turned around the door, and when he got outside, the cold wind hit him, but the heat from his whole body did not go away. He was afraid of being seen with a strange look on his face, so he lifted the hood of his cloak over his head, then walked quickly like the wind, and quickly disappeared.  night.

    In the room, Youtong was still standing by the bookshelf, his mind gradually clearing up, and then his body felt a little weak.

    She turned sideways and clung to the shelf on the bookshelf. When she closed her eyes, she seemed to still be able to smell Fu Yu's scent and feel his body temperature.

    The kiss was like a violent storm, it came too suddenly, and when it swept over her, she was at a loss what to do, and her mind was blank, but she could still remember it clearly at the moment.  His almost possessive gesture seemed to be imprinted in his mind, which could not be removed.

    Youtong stood for a long time, until the servant woman's questioning voice came from outside, he calmed down a little and ordered her to go inside and take a bath.

    That night, the two people in the capital were both asleep and dreamed of returning to the South Tower.

    The intermittent and messy silhouettes are the brocade covering the fence wall, the setting sun shining slantingly on Wangyun Tower, the light green smoke in the small kitchen, the steaming hot pot in the wing room covering the smiling faces, and the shadows of lights in the room.  Hazy, beautiful and graceful, there is a familiar body temperature in the tent, embracing each other and sleeping

    Every blade of grass, every tree, every frown, every smile, all go deep into my heart.

    When I look back, there is no regret or displeasure, only nostalgia and nostalgia.

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    In Prince Rui's Mansion, Xu Chaozong was not at all so leisurely.

    After Fu Yu left, he was still busy in the study for a long time. It was only after finishing his meal that he remembered that Master Xu passed away and Xu Shu was guarded by someone he ordered.  Then, the threat that Fu Yu had made at that time jumped into his mind - that man had a ruthless character and was determined to do what he said. Since he threatened to seize the legitimate son, he was obviously very serious.

    Xu Chaozong braved the cold and walked slowly towards Xu Shu's residence, the night wind blowing his head gradually sobering up.

    When we got there, we saw that the windows were tightly closed, the maid serving the princess was kneeling in half of the yard, and the bodyguard he sent stood at the door with a bow, his posture was respectful and cautious, and he was sweating in the cold winter.  Seeing him, the guard seemed to have seen a savior and hurriedly saluted and said: "Greetings to Your Highness."

    Greetings rang out in the courtyard, but a crisp cracking sound came from inside the house.

    ¡ª¡ªIt was like porcelain hitting a bronze tripod, the sound was a bit harsh.

    Xu Chaozong frowned slightly, glanced around at the people kneeling on the ground, ordered them to get up, then opened the door and stepped in.

    What greeted him was a tea cup, which hit the ground with a clang and rolled away.

    If he wasn¡¯t worried about his identity, he would have smashed the tea cup in the face.

    The matter of seizing the direct descendant was dangerous and complicated, and the death of Master Xu was like a knife slashing at him, making it worse for him.  Xu Chaozong spent a whole day thinking, and when he came back and encountered such a situation, he was naturally displeased. He thought about the grand master's death, so he barely suppressed his anger and said, "What's the matter, are you angry with the people below?"

    "Your Highness still knows to come back!" Xu Shu sat insideDespite worldly affairs, he is innocent and kind, and is willing to risk his own life to protect others.

    If Xu Shu can ask her for forgiveness, it will be much easier for Fu Yu to explain.

    Xu Chaozong sighed, said nothing more, and walked slowly out of the house.

    Xu Shu¡¯s legs became weak and she fell to the ground, her eyes dazed.

    The past events were still fresh in her mind. Xu Shu knew exactly how hard the Xu family had trampled them, and You Tong's harsh words in Liuyuan that day also showed the depth of his hatred.

    Do you really want to ask Wei Youtong?

    The princess respected by the princess who had exhausted her thoughts and kept the presence, and went to the woman who was defeated by her.  Xu Chaozong is one step away from the throne, and she is also just a stone's throw away from the position of queen among thousands of people!  With a huge disparity in status and old hatreds, how can you bear the humiliation and bow your head?

    But if he didn't ask for it, Xu Chaozong had to give up his childhood sweetheart with whom he had a deep affection for his legitimate son. Now that the throne is just around the corner, would it be like before that he would have to give up her, who has only a name but no affection and no support from her mother-in-law?  The married wife?

    Xu Shu is not sure.

    She even felt that Xu Chaozong was likely to follow the same path as before.

    If you go and beg, you will just endure the humiliation for a while, and you still have time to turn around; if you don't go and beg, if you fall into Fu Yu's hands, your future will be cut off.

    Xu Shu had no time to regret the past. She only hated Xu Chaozong for his incompetence and cruelty, and then hesitated and weighed.

    She sat there all night, and in the early morning of the next day, she managed to pull herself together and ordered someone to invite You Tong to come over and talk.

    Youtong was impressed, and took the luxurious carriage from Prince Rui's palace, and went straight into the inner courtyard.

    What greeted her was Princess Rui Xu Shu, who had removed her hairpin and jade ring and had no rouge on her face. She was kneeling alone in the side room, wearing simple clothes, with tears on her face and a haggard look.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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