Li Qinglu lifted up a strand of black hair on her temples and saw that it had not turned white. There was a smile on Li Qinglu's face.
Glancing at Li Qiushui who was lying on the ground, a trace of complexity and confusion flashed in her eyes.
With a soft sigh, Li Qinglu picked up Li Qiushui's body on the ground and disappeared into the room instantly.
The Queen Mother's bedroom.
After placing Li Qiushui's body in a black ice coffin, Li Qinglu looked at the other party and murmured a few words to herself. At this time, a white-headed palace lady came in from outside the palace and knelt down to worship.
"Old slave has seen the princess!"
"I'll leave the rest to you!"
Li Qinglu glanced at her lightly, then turned into a red cloud and disappeared.
The old nanny has been kneeling beside the ice coffin.
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After having a drink with the Xixia ministers, Murong Fu pretended to be alone and drunk and came to the outside of the princess's bedroom.
When he arrived at the door, he had used Beiming Zhenqi to dissolve all the alcohol in his body. Except for the strong smell of alcohol on his body, he was no longer drunk at all.
All in all, this is his third official wedding. It's not a stranger, but it still has some different feelings.
Pushing open the door, Murong Fu felt that the wedding room was decorated with red curtains and was filled with the charming atmosphere of flowers and candles reflecting dreams.
Li Qinglu was dressed in red and was sitting on the edge of the bed. Her graceful and exquisite figure contrasted with the red dress, showing her graceful and luxurious temperament.
Murong Fu took a deep breath, with a smile on his face, and went up to lift the red cloth covering his face. He saw Li Qinglu's beautiful face under the phoenix crown and rosy robe, as if shrouded in a cloud of rays of light. It's impossible to get anything.
There was an attractive blush on her delicate skin, and she was smiling sweetly, with rosy lips and green teeth. In an instant, even Murong Fu was stunned.
It seemed that Li Qinglu, who was wearing light makeup, gave him a different feeling. But at this moment, except for the throbbing from the bottom of his heart, Murong Fu just regarded it as a beautiful night, with a different mood, and didn't think much about it.
Holding the beauty's catkins in hand, the two of them came to the table and sat down together.
The two of them looked at each other, exchanged cups and drank from the golden cup of jade wine.
Under the steam of alcohol, Li Qinglu's beautiful face turned a blush, indescribably charming and heart-warming.
"Qing'er!"
Murong Fu stroked her cheek, his eyes gradually revealed a look of obsession.
Li Qinglu moved lightly and fell into his arms. She raised her wine glass and poured the red lipped side of the gold bottle into his mouth.
Murong Fu drank the wine, but did not use his true energy to dispel his drunkenness. It seemed that this wonderful feeling like being on top of the clouds was something else he could experience.
"Fu Lang, if you and I spend the moonlit night tonight, if we don't drink a few more drinks, we won't have this feeling when we come here!"
Li Qinglu kept urging Murong Fu to drink, and she herself would take a few sips from time to time, which instantly lifted Murong Fu's interest.
Murong Fu could only feel the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms, and the fragrance of warm wine that Li Qinglu breathed came from time to time on his face, which was mixed with the faint body fragrance of the other party. For a moment, his heart was boiling, and his body was like a raging fire. He picked up the beautiful woman in his arms. With her delicate body, she walked towards the bed.
Li Qinglu's cherry mouth was slightly dizzy and slightly red, her spring bamboo shoot hands were half soft and tender, her eyes were dizzy, and she was charming. She had a bottle of sake hooked on her fingertips. After pouring the wine into her mouth, when Murong Fu put her down, she held her arm around her neck. , pulled him to the bed, lowered his head and kissed her.
The clear wine flowed down his teeth and cheeks. Murong Fu was already burning like a fire. Under the other party's guidance, he even lost his sense. As the candlelight was extinguished by the wind of his palm, there were two soft and slow gasps. Slowly intertwined, seemingly endless...
Early next morning.
Murong Fu woke up from a cramp in his head. In his daze last night, he seemed to hear the system prompt. Thinking that his main task should be completed, he ignored it.
He didn't know how much he drank. At this time, his head still felt a little swollen and painful. After his movement slowed down for a while, he felt less uncomfortable.
Immersing my consciousness in the system space, I saw a series of prompts appearing in front of me.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the main mission, successfully marrying Princess Yinchuan, and marrying the Xixia Kingdom!"
"Mission reward: x100 matchlock gun, 100,000 rounds of gunpowder, x10 red cannon, 500 shells."
"Ding! It has been detected that Li Qiushui's favorability towards the host has reached 100%. The side mission is completed."
"Task reward: "Soul Refining" and a luxury lottery opportunity."
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Murong Fu was very satisfied when he saw the message above that the task had been completed. However, when he saw the message below, his whole body went numb and he had no idea what was going on.
And no matter how he asked the system, the system did not give a reply.
"What the hell? Qing'er and I got married. Why did it trigger the completion of Li Qiushui's strategy mission?"
Even considering Murong Fu's state of mind, he couldn't calm down at this moment.
He opened his eyes and looked at the person next to him. Every part of him was familiar to him. Even in disguise, the figures of Li Qiu Shui and Li Qinglu were different. It was impossible for him not to recognize them.
Despite this, Murong Fu couldn't help but reach out and touch the sleeping Li Qinglu's face. As he expected, the person lying in front of him was Li Qinglu, not Li Qiushui.
Li Qinglu, who was still sleeping soundly, woke up because of Murong Fu's actions. She looked at Murong Fu with a pair of clear eyes full of happiness and joy, and called out softly: "Fu Lang!"
Immediately, he hugged the other party tightly, and his voice and demeanor were definitely that of Li Qinglu.
Murong Fu frowned slightly, somewhat confused as to what was going on.
Afterwards, he told Li Qinglu something that only the two of them knew, and the other party also responded fluently.
"Qing'er, the Queen Mother is also our matchmaker. We must not lose our etiquette and go to pay her respects first!"
Murong Fu really had no idea, so after much deliberation, he had no choice but to see the other person with his own eyes so that he could ask questions clearly.
Li Qinglu nodded slightly and put on his clothes with a gentle expression. She took great care of him. Murong Fu once again confirmed that the person in front of him was Li Qinglu and not someone else.
Perhaps it was because there were so many people wearing masks and disguising their identities that Murong Fu actually became suspicious. Is the person in front of him actually Li Qinglu? He had already been intimate with her, could he not recognize her?
Thinking of this, Murong Fu shook his head and forced away the distracting thoughts in his mind.
After washing up, the two of them came to the outside of the Queen Mother's chamber. Unexpectedly, the originally quiet Queen Mother's chamber was now surrounded by the imperial army. All the maids and eunuchs knelt down outside the palace, and the mournful cries resounded. Skyrim.
Who dares to make such a mistake in front of Li Qiushui's palace?
Could it be possible... The two people who realized that something might happen to Li Qiu Shui immediately rushed over. When the commander of the Imperial Palace Guards saw that it was the Prince Consort and the Princess, he did not dare to stop them and just let them go.
