He almost picked up Nan Yan and pressed him hard on his hot and strong body. Every breath and every heartbeat were conveyed on his skin that was close to each other.

The two people seemed to be entangled in vines, difficult to separate.

But Nanyan still felt a little pain on her feet.

With a wrong force, her feet started to hurt, and she immediately let out a soft moan like a kitten sobbing.

"ah!"

"how?"

"Master, your feet hurt..."

"rest assured."

At this time, Zhu Feng's voice was already a little quick.

He kissed her, almost unwilling to leave her fair and jade-like skin, and her clothes were peeling off inch by inch, leaving her body exposed inch by inch.

Under the candlelight, her body was like a whole piece of good moist jade.

This is what really makes him unable to stop.

At this moment, Zhu Feng's anger that had been holding on all night turned into a surging impulse in his body, as if every drop of blood was boiling, and it was about to swallow both of them in an instant.

But even in such a moment of indulgence, he still did not forget her feet.

One hand slowly slid down her sweaty legs.

Holding her slender ankles.

Nan Yan was afraid that he would touch his wounds, so he couldn't help but moan softly, but heard Zhu Feng say vaguely: "I will be careful."

As he said that, he carefully raised the calf.

Her fair calves were gently held in her palms, and as his hot breath penetrated deeper into her body, it trembled slightly.

Nan Yan hugged his head with both hands.

Next, everything about her was taken away.

Including breathing, including heartbeat.

It also includes reason.

She hugged him affectionately, trembling gently with the ups and downs of his body, like a thin willow in the wind, unable to control himself, but could only sway with the wind.

A tear, whether it was joy or sorrow, condensed in the corners of her eyes, slowly slid down her cheeks, and suddenly disappeared between her tangled hair, and finally spread into a little salty and astringent taste in the air.

And there is a little more sweetness, in my heart, the tip of my tongue blooms.

On this cold and deep night, I slowly integrated into the depths of the two people's bodies.

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the last day of this New Year.

For both of them, it was also the warmest night in the palace during the most deserted New Year.

The next day should be the day to go to court.

But Eunuch Yu did not come to serve the emperor as usual, because as early as yesterday evening, Zhu Feng issued an order in advance to let him spread the news first and would not go to court today.

Despite this, Eunuch Yu still asked someone to prepare a hot water towel so that he could serve him at any time.

The gate of the bedroom is still closed.

Several little eunuchs stood under the eaves, waiting yawning.

Bored when he was free, he spoke softly with courage: "Your Majesty really won't go to court today?"

"nonsense."

"But the emperor rarely does this."

"That's because the Imperial Concubine rarely comes here recently."

"whee."

"What's so funny? Who doesn't know in the palace? The only few times the emperor didn't attend court is because of the imperial concubine?"

"I just laughed. We were thinking before that the imperial concubine had fallen out of favor. Is Ning Ning going to take power? Now it seems."

"It's early!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The laughter outside gradually faded away.

Nan Yan lay on the bed, blinking quietly.

She was tired and slept heavily, but for some reason, she woke up when the first ray of sunlight shone through the window on her face.

I also heard the discussions of those outside.

For some reason, these words were heard in her ears, but they made her feel sour that she couldn't say at all.

After a while, she slowly turned her head.

A handsome face is right in front of you.

Zhu Feng is still asleep.

Last night... she couldn't remember it very clearly. Perhaps the impact of the prairie fire was too great, burning her entire reason and not even leaving any memories.

The only broken fragment she could remember was that after the candle fire was extinguished, the moonlight shining on Zhu Feng.

The cold moonlight outlines his sturdy body.

Every inch of muscle, the graceful curves that were implicated with his movements, were as sexy as the hot sweat on his body.

And now, he slept so quietly again.

Like a tiger crawling and resting, it is completely unimaginable that he is so fierce and agile when he is hunting.

Nan Yan looked at him quietly for a while before slowly taking away his arm that was lying on him.

Suddenly, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she carefully supported herself and sat by the bed.

As the quilt slipped down, you could see the spots covered with her fair body, all of which were left behind when he couldn't control himself last night, like pink fallen flowers.

Nan Yan couldn't help but feel hot.

Immediately lifted up the clothes half-hanging beside the bed and put them on.

There was still a little redness and swollenness in the instep, but it was no longer painful at all. However, I also suffered from this little bit of flesh and blood pain last night. Otherwise, Zhu Feng would not know what to do before he could give up.

It's just that my body hurts a lot.

Perhaps because she could not vent her breath, Zhu Feng was not stingy in this matter at all. Her whole body seemed to be crushed and disassembled and put together again.

I sat by the bed and struggled for a while before I slowly stood up.

He also shook twice.

At this time, continue to lie on the bed, leaning against the warm and even hot body, the most comfortable thing if your mouth is not that thirsty.

Last night, I used my voice too much and my throat was burning.

Nan Yan got out of bed and walked slowly to the other side of the bedroom. He poured a cup of tea. Although it was already cold, it was just right to drink it at this time.

She took two sips in a row before taking a breath.

Just as I was about to turn around, my eyes suddenly fell on the table on the side.

Although the bedroom is not as good as the imperial study room and is not a formal place to handle government affairs, Zhu Feng was a diligent emperor. He often brought back the bedroom to see the things he could not handle in the imperial study room.

But this time, the memorials are not submitted or documents are not written.

But

A map.

Of course, unlike the map that covered the entire bedroom last time, that map... I don’t know how to deal with it later. In short, it must be useless.

This map is smaller, about half the size of a desktop.

Nanyan walked over slowly to take a look.

“…!”

My heart suddenly sank.

This map is nothing else, it is the map of Kansai Qiwei that she is already familiar with.

Even, you can see Zhu Feng using the imperial pen to mark several places.

Shazhou Wei.

Hot Moon Bend.

besides
Chapter completed!