Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf

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Lin Feilu sighed when she attended Lin Qing and Si Miaoran's wedding before, she looked so tired and complicated. Unexpectedly, it was my turn this time, and it was more tiring and complicated.

She felt that the phoenix robe alone weighed five pounds. Although the palace staff of the Clothing Bureau had tried to simplify it as much as possible under His Majesty's instructions, it was a wedding phoenix robe after all, and there were regulations on both inside and outside accessories. Not to mention there is also a phoenix crown. It is beautiful and beautiful, and it is really heavy. It is true that you should not bow your head and the crown will fall.

She got up before dawn and started to dress up. When the auspicious time arrived, the bride came out of the pavilion, and Ba carried the big sedan chair through the main entrance of Dragon and Phoenix and Tianma, and carried her to the square in front of the main hall.

There are hundreds of civil and military officials standing around the square, from top to bottom according to the grade, there is a 100-meter long step paved with jade in front of the main hall, and the officials will pass here on weekdays. At this time, there were two straight rows of guards standing on both sides of the jade stair. She was about to walk up the jade stair, and Song Jinglan was waiting for her at the top.

The morning sun was already very dazzling. Lin Feilu took a deep breath. Under the gaze of Baiguan, he placed his hands in front of him dignifiedly, straightened his back, raised his chin slightly, and walked up the steps step by step.

The red phoenix robe wafts behind her with a long skirt. On the skirt, the phoenix is ​​flying, the white bird is admiring, the sun is shining, and the silk thread of the sewing pattern shines with golden light. With every step, the beaded curtain hanging from the phoenix crown swayed gently, making a crisp sound.

When she finally walked up this step and saw Song Jinglan smiling across the face, Lin Feilu felt that her waist was about to break.

And this is the beginning.

The next step is to sue Huang Tian, ​​pay tribute to the emperor, and the emperor and the empress receive the ceremony of hundreds of officials.

It was already hot in the summer, and after the whole ceremony, Lin Feilu was already dizzy and felt suffocated. Under the watchful eyes of the key officials, she still couldn't lose her appearance. She had to keep her chest, abdomen and chin raised, smiling dignifiedly.

When she came down from the sacrifice platform, she didn't step on her feet firmly and almost fell down the steps.

Fortunately, Song Jinglan quickly grabbed her arm and asked in a low voice, "Can you still walk?"

In the public eye, Lin Feilu is not good at acting like a spoiled child. He still maintains the dignified smile of a queen on his face, but the voice squeezed between his lips and teeth has already stopped crying: "I'm so tired, my feet hurt..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Jinglan leaned over and hugged the person horizontally.

Lin Feilu exclaimed, and subconsciously raised his hand to hold his crumbling phoenix crown.

There was a commotion all around with his actions. She blushed and was a little anxious: "What are you doing, let me down!"

Song Jinglan didn't change her face, she held her firmly and walked down. Lin Feilu struggled twice to no avail, so he gave up and only muttered, "The phoenix robe and the phoenix crown are so heavy."

He pursed his lips and smiled, a very light smile that only she could see in his arms.

After walking down the platform of sacrifice, the officials in charge of the entire ceremony were waiting on both sides. Seeing that His Majesty was walking towards the main hall with the newly-canonized queen, he had no intention of letting her down, so he gathered up his courage and stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, this is not in line with the rules... …”

Song Jinglan tilted her head slightly, her eyes long and narrow: "Rules?"

There was silence all around.

The official retreated silently, and Baiguan watched as His Majesty finished the rest of the ceremony with the Queen in his arms.

After that, Lin Feilu was sent to Lin'an Hall.

In fact, according to the regulations, she should be sent back to the queen's bedroom, and the emperor will be fortunate after night, but she likes the fragrance of Lin'an Hall, and she has always been rolling on the dragon bed in the bedroom this month, so Song Jinglan put the The wedding room is located in Lin'an Hall.

The Lin'an Hall, which was always solemn and solemn, looked extraordinarily beaming today, and it was full of red joy at a glance.

The interior of the dormitory is covered with heavy shades of grass, surrounded by screens, and a pair of candles with a height of half a person burn quietly. As soon as Lin Feilu went in, he took off the phoenix crown that was crushing her neck, took off several layers of thick phoenix robes two or three times, and lay down on the soft dragon bed, only then did she feel alive.

Chun Xia and the two knew that His Majesty favored her and did not stop them. Following her orders, they went to the imperial kitchen to serve food. After Lin Feilu finished eating, he lay on the bed and fell asleep.

After night, there was a ceremony in the wedding room. After sleeping for a while, Chun Xia and the two dragged her up from the bed. After Lin Feilu took a bath, groomed again, put on a phoenix robe, put on a phoenix crown, and sat down by the bed in a proper manner. In the evening, a Shangshi official came in with food.

Lin Feilu had just woken up, and his head was still dazed. He yawned as he watched Song Jinglan walk in from outside. Under the auspices of the Ritual Official, the two performed the sacrificial ceremony first, and then the joint ceremony. After the ceremony was over, the waiter withdrew the food, and the ceremony officials in the dormitory finally retired one by one, leaving only the emperor and the queen.

It was dark outside the window.

Lin Feilu pulled off the phoenix crown again, threw it on the desk, and then lay down on the bed in big letters.

After Song Jinglan went to freshen up and came back, she found that she had fallen asleep again. The phoenix robe didn't take off, she was crumpled under her body, and she spread it from the bed to the bed.

The phoenix robe was bright in color and smooth in texture. Under the light of the candle, there were layers of light and shadows like water patterns. When she lay there with her head tilted, it was like lying on a red water surface, with her black hair spread behind her, a seductive feeling. style.

Song Jinglan stood beside the bed and looked down for a while.

After a long while, he smiled silently, then leaned over and undid her belt.

Lin Feilu kicked his feet in his sleep, and his voice was soft: "Sleepy..."

he did

The person picked it up, took off the complicated phoenix robe, and reached out to take off her hairpin and earrings. Lin Feilu was paralyzed in his arms as if he had no bones, half-closed his eyes, and let him play with it.

After a while, he took off all the extra accessories on her body, then picked her up and gently placed it on the inside of the bed.

Lin Feilu was actually awake, but she was too tired to speak, so she half-squinted at him when she lay down. Seeing that he took off his shirt, he reached down and lowered the curtain, blocking the flickering candlelight outside.

The ink spread out, and he stood against the light, more like a fairy than her.

The bed next to him collapsed, he slept beside her, and after reaching out to take her into his arms, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Lin Feilu's heart was agitated, and he pretended to be calm and waited quietly.

In the end, she waited, waited, and fell asleep again. Song Jinglan still hugged her gently, breathing steadily above her head, as if she had fallen asleep.

Lin Feilu was silent for a while, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you asleep?"

After a while, he heard a somewhat lazy low voice: "Huh?"

She was so angry that she broke free from his embrace and sat up on the bed, looking at him viciously: "Um what! You are like this in the bridal chamber? That's it?!"

Song Jinglan lay flat and looked at her with a smile: "Aren't you tired?"

Lin Feilu: "You're tired before you start? You're not physically strong, Your Majesty."

Song Jinglan: "..."

His smile faded and his eyes became dangerous.

Lin Feilu immediately confessed: "I'm tired, I can't do it!"

Song Jinglan narrowed his eyes and sat up slowly.

Lin Feilu felt bad at first, and wanted to run with both hands and feet, but just after two steps, his ankle was grabbed by a hand. She heard his slightly hoarse voice: "Where is the Queen going?"

On that ankle was the phoenix buckle he gave her.

The blood red reflects the delicate white, which is thought-provoking.

Lin Feilu kicked twice, trying to shake his hand away, but the hand with the joints became tighter and tighter. She was so ticklish that she lost all strength and collapsed on the bed screaming.

With a laugh behind him, he finally let go of his hand, Lin Feilu just turned over, he had already bullied himself and pressed down.

The candlelight was reflected on the gorgeous curtain, and the dark light penetrated, hazy and swaying. His eyes were deep, his fingers brushed the broken hair on her forehead, and he asked with a low smile, "Are you still tired?"

Lin Feilu didn't dare to provoke him anymore, and replied obediently, "I'm not tired anymore."

The deeper the smile in his eyes, the fingertips traced little by little from her ear to the neck, and then to the chest, like a drawing line, with a provocative meaning, from top to bottom, not letting go of every inch . Every inch passed, her tremors became more and more obvious. Even though there was still a layer of clothes, the delicate touch had already attached to her whole body.

She pursed her lips tightly and wrapped her arms around his neck unconsciously.

Song Jinglan lowered her head following her movements and kissed her lips.

His kisses were like his movements, gentle and patient. He didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, watching her panting and feeling emotionally under him, he was satisfied and satisfied.

The clothes slipped to the ground, he put his hand on her side, the black hair fell down and entangled with her long hair. Her eyes were obviously full of desire, but she still asked her patiently, "Princess, do you like me?"

Lin Feilu snorted.

He lowered his head and nibbled: "Say it."

She curled her toes together, and the sound she made didn't seem to be her own: "Like—"

He smiled and kissed her earlobe up, his voice low and bewitching: "Who do you like?"

The kiss went from her ear to her neck, back and forth, like an electric shock. Her fingers cling to his shoulders tightly, but she couldn't help but hide back: "I like you—"

He grabbed her waist with his hands, pulled her back down, and pushed his fingers away from her skirt: "Who am I?"

She was tense all over, tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes: "Your Majesty... husband..."

He likes this kind of game, asking her over and over and listening to her answer over and over.

Listening to her calling her husband, listening to her chaotic cries, he fluctuated in sobriety and lust, admiring her distraught appearance under him, and going crazy for her appearance.

Then, it filled her body.

Between the ups and downs, Lin Feilu heard his hoarse laughter: "This life, the next life, every life, you can only belong to me."

She didn't speak, just hugged him tighter, catering to everything he had.

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