Ran Bai narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand to block his eyes, feeling that the boy was too eager, like a demon.

The red belt with her waist tied up loosely unbuttoned it, which set off the young man's beautiful waistline and sexy curved Adam's apple rolled slightly. The young man's fair fingers gently opened the girl's neckline and slowly pushed the phoenix dress away.

The clothes slid down on the shoulders, revealing their fair skin.

Jinyao said hoarsely in the princess's ear, and the faint fragrance sprayed on the girl's ear, "Your Highness." He kissed the princess lightly, closed his eyes, covering his dull and sick eyes, "Let you be there."

Ranbai stared at the boy's stunning and delicate face, bit his Adam's apple, and when he noticed that the boy's figure was obviously slightly paused, he pressed Jin Yao's wrist against the person.

The young general obediently and did not resist, allowing the princess to do whatever she wanted, her red clothes were messy, her dark and deep eyes were shattered, filled with lust, as if there was a fire rising and falling, and even the ends of her eyes were red. Her thin lips, which were bright red and magnificent, opened lightly several times and let out a cold and restrained breathing, gradually becoming messy and broken, extremely sexy.

A drop of crystal clear sweat quietly slid down the beautiful forehead of the boy below him. A lantern in his eyes was hazy and his eyes were slightly red. One hand was pressed by the princess. Jin Yao raised his eyes slightly, and the curve of the neck line was bewitched, and he smiled and kissed the corner of the girl's lips. His cold and elegant whispered lingered between his lips and teeth slightly blurred: "I said that I would please Your Highness."

The palace is filled with joy, the lover laughs, who will pity the lover?

…

It was April again, and the pear blossoms were in full bloom, contrasting with the young man's white clothes and pear blossom patterns. I only saw a young man from Zhilan and Yushu.

Princess Xizhao's mansion has been vacant and people cleaned it every day, as clean as before.

When I entered the princess's mansion, it was the same as before.

In the courtyard,

The carefully planted pear trees that were planted back then had already bloomed, and the white pear blossoms were rising, making a season of passing flowers and rain.

"I remember that the princess's mansion used to not plant pear blossoms." The young man softly whispered: "Did Your Highness plant it for Jinyao?"

The princess replied quietly: "Otherwise."

Jin Yao smiled coldly and kissed the princess's lips.

As my lips and teeth were entangled, my breathing was slightly short of my mind, and I don’t know who my heartbeat was chaotic.

The slender boy pressed the girl under the pear tree in the garden, covered her thin lips with her lips, and her nose was staggered.

April is the season of pear blossoms. The pear blossom trees are in full bloom until now. When the breeze blows, the white pear blossom petals fall down, and they are graceful on the two people who are kissing affectionately under the tree.

Jin Yao's lips and teeth were slightly opened, and a pear petal was bitten between the snow-white teeth. The color of the snowflakes set off the young man's thin lips with a cool and beautiful water because he had just kissed. Such ambiguous and frivolous movement made the young man's eyes clear and snowy color, and his temperament was also noble, and he was covered with gentleness again.

Ranbai squinted his eyes with shimmering colors, and he could hear the slight panting of the boy due to his instability in breathing. Such a clear tone was something Ranbai wanted to hear.

Since the first meeting, I really want to hear the boy's breathing when he is in love.

Because it must be nice.

The two of them had a thin petal between their lips and teeth, and the white color was turned on their lips. They were crushed little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little.

The pear blossom trees and the pear blossom petals were mixed with the clean pear blossom fragrance that was close to the young man and lingered all over his body, which smelled good and bewitching.

The boy's long eyelashes were filled with mist, and he gently drooped his delicate and gentle shadows, his eyes were rippling, and there were a few tear moles at the corners of his eyes, and his nose bridge was intertwined. Sometimes you could hear a slight pant or two, which contrasted with his cold appearance, making him particularly sexy.

A piece of pear blossom fell quietly on the boy's shoulders, setting off the cold and hard shoulder lines, and fell on the hem of his clothes with unstable breathing during kissing, as if he merged into the snow dress.

Ranbai heard her young master whispering softly in a hoarse voice, and he said, "Your Highness, Jin Yao likes you so much."

Ranbai forgot whether she had responded to such a sentence. She was all her attention at that deep kiss. When the boy finished speaking, she comforted and coldly kissed the tears in the corner of his eyes. By the end, the topic had passed.

initial,

That April.

Live in drunkenness and dream of death and dream of floating life.

——"Your Excellency rashly breaks in, please leave"

——"What if this palace doesn't."

——"What a kind heart, thank you little boy."

——"You have Chinese medicine, I can help you."

turn out to be.

First meet,

He was already destined to be moved.

Jin Yao is a man with only one life, and is a muddy falling into the abyss, contaminated with dark world.

He also thought that this life was just like this.

Until the princess appears.

It turns out that just burns your eyes.

But he still wanted to seize, imprison, and then belonged to him alone without hesitation.

The deepest and most distorted pathological emotions in his life were only given to her.

But the only unprepared warmth and softness in her life was only given to her.

——"Your Highness is the cold sky and the moon is shining brightly."

Why always call her you?

Because I can take her to heart.

The young man in white was cold and out of the world, noble and lofty as a banished immortal, kneeling in front of the guqin, with his snow-clothed hair as elegant as jade, his fair and slender fingers gently stroked the strings of the guqin, just like a breeze blowing on the moon, the distant and pleasant rhythm of the guqin poured out from his fingertips, hovering in the princess's mansion, and never dissipated for a long time.

Next to the stone table in the courtyard, the princess was dressed in red, leaning lazily there, shaking a glass of wine in her hands casually, and her white fingers were supporting her beautiful forehead. She was just watching the young man playing the guzheng several times while playing the guzheng.

The end of the song.

The last note falls.

Jinyao stopped moving.

"What does Your Highness want to hear?" He raised his eyes slightly and asked softly and elegantly.

Ranbai thought about it seriously, thought for a second, and then smiled halfway with his lips.

"I wonder if what the young master said back then is still counted?" she said: "I want to listen to the opera."

That night in Chang'an City.

——If Your Highness likes it, Jin Yao would like to sing for Your Highness alone.

Strictly speaking,

Jinyao is now a young general who is less than one person and is no longer a pianist. He is so humble in such a world that he is only for people to appreciate and has a lower life than grass. Such things like singing opera have always been looked down upon in the capital families.

What's more, it's a stunning general who sings an opera. Such a secular world is more or less a bit humiliating.

But Jin Yao gently bent his eyes, cold and self-restrained, and he stood up straight, his snowy clothes were like clouds, "For Your Highness, always count."

One side of play makeup and one dress.

Who is the person in the play?

The young general stood under the pear blossom tree, the scenery was bright and bright, and the costume was cumbersome and complex, exquisite and elegant. Among the pear blossoms, the water sleeves were folded lightly, rising and falling, and floating.

The face with opera makeup adds a bit of evil and cool color, which is a demon that bewitches people's hearts. It sings and plays, and the sound quality falls on people's hearts with a cool and pleasant sound.

In the play, the joys and sorrows of life and death are the stories of others and the tears of one’s own.

In the play, I promised my life.

The princess was dressed in red, and she walked slowly to the guqin. Her fingertips passed the guqin strings and made melodious music. She sometimes soothed and sometimes rushed with every movement in the youth play, and she was so tacit.

The April wind blows through the courtyard.

The princess dressed in red and gently stroked the guqin.

The young man's costume is Yaozhi, and the water sleeves are slightly folded.

She is his love in the play.
Chapter completed!