Chang’an’s First Beauty

As the night darkened, rusty snowflakes floated outside, and the temperature dropped again and again.

Lu Yan turned on his horse, clamped his belly, and walked away.

The young steward who took care of the stables bowed and asked Yang Zong, "Isn't there a curfew outside? Why does Shi Ziye go out at this time?"

Zongchang Yang sighed and said, "The Shi Ziye is busy with official duties, and there is no other way."

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The cold wind roared and got into his sleeves. When he arrived at Chengyuan, Chang'an City had already responded to the phrase-Sixth Street Gu Xie is a must for pedestrians, and nine qu is a vast sky with a moon.

Pieces of snowflakes piled on top of each other on the bluestone road. Lu Yan's steps were hurried, and when he ran across the ground, he made a "creaking" noise.

At this moment, Mo Yue was just using a bamboo broom to sweep the snow. Seeing Lu Yan was coming, she straightened up and said, "The slave and maid had seen Shi Ziye."

Lu Yan handed the medicine to Mo Yue and said, "Fry with warm fire, as soon as possible." Then he strode into Lanyue Pavilion.

The candlelight inside the house swayed gently, and the snowflakes outside the house fluttered freely.

He pushed open the door of the inner room, and what caught his eye was Shen Zhen, who was curled up in the bed. Such a petite and slender figure was indeed extremely pitiful.

He sat on the edge of the bed and leaned forward to fish her body.

Lu Yan pinned her scattered hair behind her ears, and looked at her along the light of the fire. There was vain sweat hanging on her forehead, her face was pale, but her body was hot and hot.

Her lips opened slightly, as if she was saying something, but it was too dumb and low, and Lu Yan had to lower her head.

"cold."

She whispered softly.

Lu Yan looked around and found that four charcoal basins had already been burned in the room. Even if two more were added, she was still cold.

He stared down at her and stroked her small face with his thumb.

The sickly Shen Zhen is like a beautiful Begonia Xifu, unbearable to wind, rain, and toleration.

Lu Yan covered her with a quilt, and then said to Tang Yue who was guarding her, "She has been burning so badly?"

"It was not yesterday. Miss Shen only said that she was dizzy and wanted to sleep. But when the slave and maid served the dinner, she was already talking nonsense." At this moment, she had already passed out.

Lu Yan bowed his head and counted, it burned all day and night. Can't hold on any longer.

"Go to the pot of hot water." Lu Yan said.

Hearing this, Tangyue looked up at Shen Zhen who was dying, thinking of something, and hurriedly said: "Yes."

Tonight's sky was heavy and foggy, and looking out through the window, the moonlight inevitably became hazy. It's like some hidden affection.

After a while, Tangyue came back with a basin of water. She dipped a veil and said to Lu Yan, "Sir, come on slaves."

Lu Yan got up and gave her a place.

Tangyue lifted the quilt and untied Shen Zhen's clothes with her hands. After taking off the shirt, only a plain white belly was left.

The refreshing fragrance that came on her face made Tang Yue take a breath. She has served many people, but she has never served such a heavenly beauty.

Her body is so white, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is bullying Saixue.

Tangyue cautiously touched her arm with the hot kerchief. The temperature was comfortable, and Shen Zhen couldn't help but groan.

The corners of Lu Yan's mouth flattened as soon as this soft voice came out. He thought that Shen Zhen was only doing this to him, but he didn't expect it to be the same for her and everyone.

The next picture couldn't help but be a little bit fragrant. Tangyue wiped her body little by little, starting from the jade feet and working from bottom to top. As my body is still hot, my skin is a bit redder than usual.

Wherever I touched during the period, I can't help but make some noises.

Lu Yan, who stood by, his eyes darkened, his body stiffened, and there was a rush of heat.

He licked the corner of his mouth and laughed out loud.

OK, really OK.

When you open your eyes, they are purer than anyone else, and the rippling drops of water in the eyes are like clear springs in the mountains, but when you close your eyes, she is not her anymore. This coquettishness that can't be found in the day, is it hidden? Living.

Here, Tangyue was about to untie Shen Zhen's bellyband. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and the blue veins on his arm faintly protruded. It seemed that he couldn't help it anymore, and said dumbly: "You go out."

Tangyue was stunned, and quickly put the veil in the hot water again, and bowed back.

When she went out, she blew the wind for a while before she calmed down. For the first time in her life, she would actually feel that a woman's body was so invisible and seductive.

Lu Yan sat next to her, twisted the veil in the water fiercely, and then carefully wiped every place, every place he refused to let people touch her.

Perhaps the strength was a little heavy, and Shen Zhen groaned resistingly.

Later, he even felt that his palm was hotter and hotter than the kerchief in his hand.

When his sanity prevailed and he dressed her and covered her with a quilt, the medicine outside was also fried.

He dragged her neck with one hand, and scooped the medicine with the other hand, and slowly delivered it into her mouth.

But where would Lu Yan wait for someone to drink the medicine, he fed it spoon after spoon, and didn't even give him time to catch his breath. Naturally, Shen Zhen was choked.

He coughed again and again, and after a while, his eyes opened slowly.

In a daze, she saw his face clearly.

"grown ups?"

Shen Zhen's beautiful eyes widened and called him.

When a person just wakes up, it is also when the heart is undefended.

Looking at the resistance in her eyes, Lu Yan didn't know for a moment what he was trying to rush to in the middle of the night?

Lu Yan asked her to lean on a soft pillow, and then said coldly: "It's only a day since I left, so you will toss yourself sick, Shen Zhen."

This tone is not difficult to hear the meaning of blame.

However, Shen Zhen had just woke up and hadn't realized what to say, so she lowered her head and coughed twice.

Lu Yan handed her the unfinished medicine, "Can I drink it myself?"

Shen Zhen took it, and said in a low voice: "It's possible." She hadn't eaten all day and night, and now she had a fever again, and she didn't have much strength, even holding a spoon, she was a little trembling.

Seeing her horrible look, Lu Yan couldn't help turning the white jade fingers in her hand. After a while, he still grabbed the medicine bowl in her hand.

He scooped a spoon and handed it to her mouth.

After facing each other's eyes, Shen Zhen didn't push back and forth either.

He stretched it over, and she opened her mouth, and the cooperation was considered tacit understanding.

A bowl of concoction quickly bottomed out.

The so-called cannibals have short mouths and short hands. Shen Zhen just drank the medicine he was feeding, and it was inevitable to express something. She cleared her throat and slowly said, "Thank you, sir." After she said something, she suddenly remembered something and hurriedly covered it. mouth.

Lu Yan raised an eyebrow to look at her, "What's the matter?"

"I'm afraid of getting sick to adults." Shen Zhen covered her mouth.

Lu Yan took her hand off, "It's okay." After a pause, he continued: "Since you have taken the medicine, you should rest earlier."

Hearing that, Shen Zhen lay down obediently. She thought that she had to recover from the disease in order not to cause trouble for others, so she simply closed her eyes.

Lu Yan got up and put out a candle.

Seeing her like this, Lu Yan rarely stroked her back gently.

This kind of tenderness of men, especially Lu Yan's tenderness, can be felt even if it is given a little bit. The same is true for Shen Zhen.

After she turned around, she did not fall asleep, but opened her eyes.

As time flowed inch by inch, Lu Yan's hand that fell on her back, and her puffing heart, seemed to gradually fit together.

I don't know how long it took, he suddenly said in a deep voice: "Shen Zhen, go to bed early. When you get up tomorrow morning, you will copy a letter, and I will send someone to Mrs. Li."

Mrs. Li in his mouth is Shen Zhen's eldest sister, Shen Jia.

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Zhen's nose was sour, she suddenly wanted to cry, but when she thought of the rules he had set, she endured it again.

Until her breathing became even, Lu Yan looked out the window and pondered for a long time.

In fact, even he himself couldn't tell why he made an exception to her.

Maybe it's because she is closely related to her own disordered dreams.

Maybe it was because she had made her own outer room at a young age, but he couldn't give her anything.

Or maybe, he just wanted her to have a good dream.

he thinks.