Charming beauty

Chapter 96

The moonlight is as soft as water, and even the night wind becomes gentle.

The fragrance slowly enters the house accompanied by the night breeze, and the veil covered with moonlight floats up, misty and revealing the overlapping figures under the tent.The red skin, the entangled black hair, and the faint and inaudible ambiguous voice, the dim candle shadow shines, dyeing the room with charm.

The night wind blows lightly and gracefully.

Under the curtain, Nalan Mei's skin is as delicate as snow, and the bedding under him is as gorgeous as blood. He is holding on to the bedding tightly, biting his lips tightly, blood stains are evident on his lips, and his black and white eyes are moistened by lust. Bright, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the man above him, but unfortunately the man's long hair was disheveled, covering his face. In the darkness, he could only vaguely distinguish the outline of the presumptuous and frivolous, and the frivolous and evil spirit that was strangely deep. Bright eyes.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand to touch it, but he was immediately pressed against the side of his face by that person, and a pair of warm lips were printed on his lips, licking away the blood on his lips, and penetrating into his lips aggressively, snorting There was a faint fragrance of lotus on the man's body, and for a moment, he felt very at ease.

Nalan Mei gently wrapped her arms around the man's neck, and slowly closed her eyes, letting the soul-destroying feeling erode the limbs from the depths of her body until it overwhelmed her mind...

In the light and shadow, Nalan Mei suddenly opened her eyes, her red lips parted slightly to pant, but her cheeks turned bright red somehow, and the skin under the quilt was equally hot, as if the temperature from that person's fingertips from that night still remained.He took a hard breath, his body trembling slightly due to the reality of the dream.

Why this dream again?

He stretched out his hand to cover his chest, where the throbbing was violent, so intense that it hurt.

Can he stop thinking about it?

Outside the window, a bright moon hangs high.

In the dim light, Murongyou suddenly woke up from the dream, his pupils were deep blue, and his face was also flushed abnormally.He looked around, there was a table full of folded letters in front of him, he even held a pen between his fingers, the sound of the breeze accompanied by the sound of gurgling water came to his ears, this scene was obviously the study of Murong Mansion.

It was just... just a dream.

He rubbed his forehead, his head was heavy and painful, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.Randomly flipping through the review on the previous page, the handwriting was careless, impetuousness visible between the lines, he closed the fold, no longer thinking about reviewing.He propped his chin, didn't know what to think, but stretched out his hand to play with the candlelight out of boredom.

The candlelight was flickered by him, and the reflection made his fingers crystal clear.His fingers are fair and slender, with well-proportioned joints. These hands that don't look like murderers have killed many people and been stained with a lot of blood, but they are still as white as flawless.But in the same way, these hands have touched a person, only once, and they are stained with that person's breath, which cannot be wiped off or washed off, and often lingers in dreams, whispering and laughing.The slightly cool body temperature, smooth skin, rosy lips, and the clear fragrance of spring water broke into his mind, dreams, and even... heart...

The room was suddenly dark, and the slender fingers suddenly pressed on the candle wick, ignoring the sharp burning pain coming from the fingertips. In the darkness, Murong You waved off the lamp casually, and then viciously, as if venting something. Slam the door and leave.

Unbeknownst to him, Han Feng has been standing outside his door, even though he was only a few steps away from her when he went out, he did not notice her existence.Han Feng stared at his receding back and murmured softly, "Hongyan, how long are you going to lose your soul?" Under the moonlight, she slowly turned and left.

That night, Han Feng disappeared in the Immortal Pool.

Half a month later, Yue Duyi was ordered to live in the Huguo Mansion, and Nalan Mei went out to greet her in person.

At that time, the setting sun was like blood, and the earth was dyed red.Yue Duyi stood in the afterglow of the setting sun and stared at Nalan Mei quietly, his face was covered by the faint light like a veil.

This day is like the day of the wedding decree. The moment she received the imperial decree, she kept kneeling and worshiping in Prince Qing's mansion for a long time, until Yue Duqing accepted the imperial decree for her, and when Eunuch Mu returned to the palace, she still did not relax. , Everything happened so fast, so fast that she was caught off guard, so fast that she... couldn't bear it.When she sat on the luan sedan chair, when the bead curtain fell, when the sedan chair got up and down, when the bead curtain was raised, when she saw the figure standing outside the door dazed by the setting sun, she suddenly returned to reality.

In a few days, this person in front of her will be her husband, and God, he will spend the rest of her life with her.

She will be very happy, right?

Under the glare of the setting sun, she walked towards him slowly, the golden feathered phoenix hairpin in a coiled cloud bun was about to fly, and the Phoenix Xiayi dragged out a luxurious arc behind her, she walked to Nalan Mei slowly, raised the corner of her mouth and called him softly, " Charming brother."

Nalan Mei's clothes were dyed red by the setting sun, her eyes were as deep as springs, and she was still gentle, "Yi'er, thank you for your hard work."

Yue Duyi's cheeks were stained with the color of the setting sun, "Brother Mei, Yi'er...it's as sweet as sugar."

Nalan Mei lowered her eyes, the setting sun dyed his face red.

The date is set on the fifteenth or forty days of the next month. It is said that it is far, not far, and it is not close, but it is enough for the two families to prepare well.

The next day, someone came from the Palace Clothes Workshop to tailor the two newcomers, and the Huguo Mansion was bustling with activity. Red flowers, red paper, and red silk can be seen everywhere in the mansion. So happy, the Huguo Mansion has always been quiet, and now, taking advantage of the marriage, it can finally be lively.The two newcomers were also not leisurely. Yue Duyi was surrounded by palace maids trying on all kinds of jewelry and learning all kinds of etiquette. She was very busy.But Nalan Mei stayed in the study and made a list of guests for the banquet. He was full of civil and military affairs, high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and he wrote more than a hundred copies.Seeing this, Nalan Mei laughed heartlessly, not showing any intention of helping.

Sometimes being busy is a good thing.

At least, my heart can't be empty.

Also busy was Prince Qing's Mansion, and the same wedding invitation was written so that Yue Duqing's face was cold.

When the two lists came out, they found that a name was also missing from the two different lists.

The moonlight is like silver, and the glazed tiles are covered with a layer of white gauze by the moonlight.On the eaves, two figures were filled with the fragrance of wine.Nalan Mei was dressed in white clothes like fluorescent lights, he held up the wine jar to the person next to him, the person didn't say anything, he understood and was ready to drink with him to the fullest.The two of them didn't talk much, they just kept drinking vigorously, as if they were going to die here.

In a blink of an eye, Nalan Mei collapsed on the eaves, her face and lips were as red as blood, her eyes were foggy, and she seemed to be drunk.He opened his eyes to look at the starry sky, but it was too far away, and his eyes seemed to be surrounded by fog, so he couldn't see clearly. He could only squint his eyes to see, but he still couldn't see clearly.In the end, he slowly closed his eyes, letting his head feel so heavy that he couldn't think of anything.

A figure fell beside him, his silver-blue robe fluttering slightly with the night wind, handsome brows, blood-like birthmarks, eyes still warm and friendly, he quietly accompanied Nalan Mei and raised his head to stare at the starry sky.

"You obviously don't want to laugh, but you force yourself to laugh. It's really worrying for you like this."

Only the sound of the wind answered him.Nalan Mei quietly closed her eyes, her expression was as serene as water, she fell asleep and seemed to be awake at the same time.

"It's the first time I've seen you so desperate, so desperate that the people around you are also desperate." His eyes shone with the light of stars, and he looked down at the corner of the courtyard standing upright, his eyes worryingly staring at the two people who never moved away. Wiping the figure, "Nalan, let go of the unbearable things."

Nalan Mei slowly opened her eyes, the sky was pitch black, only a few stars scattered thousands of miles apart, she looked very lonely.He closed his eyes, sighed slowly, then got up, his expression was as calm as the moon, and he stretched out his hand to hand out an invitation card, bright red with joy, with dragons and phoenixes flying on his face, and he knew what it was without looking.

He smiled, not seeing the far-fetchedness, "Qing gave it to you, I hope you can attend."

The man was stunned for a moment, but he still took it and asked him, "Is it convenient for me to go there?"

"Qing will make arrangements." Nalan got up with a charming smile, patted his clothes, calmly and gracefully, "I'll go back first."

"and many more."

Nalan Mei stopped by the eaves and looked back at him. The man thought for a while, "May I ask you a question?"

He quietly stared at Nalan Mei's eyes, "In your heart, who is more important, your junior brother or Murong You?"

Nalan Mei was startled, unable to answer.The man's tone was gentle, with a sense of seeing through, "Nalan, I know, they are equally important in your heart, otherwise you would not be in such pain." He walked towards Nalan Mei slowly, holding his thin shoulders, " That being the case, you can choose to come back for your junior brother, why can't you choose to leave now for him?"

Nalan Mei gently pushed him away, turned around, sighed quietly, and said in a quiet voice, "It's not how important they are to me, but how important I am to them."

"He will not be able to live without me." Nalan Mei raised his eyes, his eyes were low and lonely, "and Murong, even without me, he will live very well."

Suddenly felt distressed, "Is this also the reason why you persuaded yourself to leave him?"

"This is true."

"Then... do you love him?"

Nalan Mei smiled lightly, her red lips were as bright as blood, her starry eyes gradually filled with mist, she took a deep breath, but she jumped down from the eaves without saying anything, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Love it or not, he didn't say anything.

After several ups and downs, Nalan Mei jumped into the Huguo Mansion.Everyone in the mansion had already fallen asleep, and it was pitch black and silent. There were only a few red lanterns lit in the courtyard, emitting a faint light, but even so faint, it was enough for people to see the scenery in the garden clearly: the high hanging red lanterns, the Chinese characters Double Happiness. Window paper, flowers and trees, stone tables and stone benches, window sills and pillars, red ribbons can be seen everywhere fluttering with the wind, even under the faint light, it is still so beautiful that people can’t take their eyes off.

Isn't everything in front of him reminding him that he is going to get married?

Love or not, what's the point?

Leaning against the cold wall, Nalan Mei looked at everything in the courtyard. The suppressed smell of alcohol in his chest began to pour out, and his stomach stirred. He bent down and began to vomit. After vomiting for a long time, he only vomited some water. He stopped vomiting, but his stomach began to throb and his head began to ache. It became heavier and heavier. Just as he was in a daze, a gust of wind blew by, but he shivered suddenly——

"Brother Charm?"

Turning around, in the dim light, Yue Duyi was wearing unlined clothes and was standing not far away looking at him, maybe she was not sure at first, she just stood at a distance and didn't approach, but when he turned around, she saw him clearly The moment she put her face on her face, she took a step and ran over, her voice was worried, "Brother Mei, what's wrong with you?"

Nalan Mei's voice was soft, she turned her eyes away and didn't look at her, "It's all right." Yue Duyi smelled the strong aroma of wine, "Brother Mei, have you been drinking?"

"Well, on a whim, I drank a little more and got some sleep."

"Then drink some hangover soup before going to sleep, okay?" There was hope in her voice.

Nalan Mei shook her head slowly, and said softly, "No need, Yi'er, you should go back to your room and rest, it's already very late."

Yue Duyi lowered her voice, "Well, Yi'er will go back to the room now." After finishing speaking, she turned around and prepared to leave, and after walking a few steps, she turned back and said, "Brother Mei, the hot water is in the water room, and the change of clothes has been taken away. Brother Mei is in the room, brother Mei should go to bed early." After speaking, he trotted all the way back to the room.

Nalan Mei looked at Yue Duyi's leaving back, her eye feathers drooping faintly.

In this night's dream, fireworks exploded in the sky, and in the almost ecstatic splendor, the red skirt fluttered up, the silver mask reflected the light, those eyes were evil and bloody, and the brows were filled with frivolity and presumptuousness. She behaves frivolously, but her red lips are very bright, full of teasing and playfulness.

In the dream, he jokingly said, "You are not in love with me, are you?"

In the dream, he frivolously raised his chin, and said jokingly, "As a reward for saving you, how about a promise with your body?"

In the dream, he kissed him deeply, so passionately that he seemed to want to melt him into his body.

In the dream, there was a lingering red dress, an evil smile that couldn't be shaken off, and the deep bond of flesh and blood that couldn't be driven away.

Nalan Mei faintly woke up from her dream, raised her eyes to look at the stars outside the window.

sleepless nights.

[The text is in a hurry, the number of words is too small, I will make it up in the next chapter, sorry. 】

.Of course it was an accident. I really can't believe that there is a pure male-male relationship.

Meier, why did Mo Lian die!How did Jun Lian get married!No! ! !

I finished watching it in one day~! !Woohoo, great writing! !My poor Merlin~