Shen Zhiyi reached out to grab the flowing cloud brocade.
But Yan Zhuoxu suddenly held him down, "Don't move..."
His voice is hoarse.
He buried his head in her neck, breathing heavily, as if he was trying to calm something down.
Shen Zhiyi immediately felt the difference.
She didn't dare move again.
"Your Highness..."
After a long time, he let her go.
Shen Zhiyi fled in panic, holding Liu Yunjin, and hurriedly ran behind the screen.
But because his steps were unsteady, he almost fell.
A smile filled Yan Zhuoxu's black eyes.
"What are you panicking about?"
Shen Zhiyi blushed slightly and took two steps behind the screen.
She took two deep breaths before reaching out and unbuttoning her collar.
The coat falls.
Revealing the disheveled underwear.
The straps are crooked.
Blushing, she untied her belt and waist ornaments...
All the clothes fell off.
The moonlight flows gently on the fair skin.
When she saw the finger marks on her body and thought of his almost rough treatment just now, her ears turned red enough to feel like they were dripping with blood.
Even with the screen between us, I couldn't face him.
She turned slightly.
Shake off the flowing cloud brocade.
Little did she know that the dim light in the room made it easier for the moonlight to illuminate her slender figure, casting it entirely on the screen.
The rhythm is graceful and even.
Every ups and downs are like the most poetic landing point, knocking on Yan Zhuoxu's heart.
His vision gradually became dim.
It seemed as if all the colors of the night were mixed into his eyes at this moment.
Longing to swing.
He watched her dress.
Every inch of muscle in her body slowly grew and tightened with her movements.
He leaned back against the table and closed his eyes deeply.
Let the false thoughts surge and roam and collide in the blood.
The price of abandoning Buddha is to live in self-torture every moment and in the illusion of fighting against desires.
He will gnaw at his own desires throughout his life.
And make a living from it.
His patience now was simply because the golden light of the Buddhist temple was too dazzling, and it weighed on his heart like a discipline.
As long as he has not broken the precept of not killing, he can deceive himself and turn back.
He still suppressed a secret desire.
Seeking forgiveness from faith.
Shen Zhiyi changed her clothes and walked out slowly.
The moment her face was illuminated by the moonlight.
Yan Zhuoxu is white.
He might be finished.
He held out his hand to her, his voice low and gentle, "Come here."
Shen Zhiyi moved lightly with lotus steps and followed him.
The moon-white skirt shone with layers of pearly luster in the bright silver light, and it actually looked like a few pieces of floating clouds.
A look of surprise flashed in Yan Zhuoxu's eyes.
He pulled her and made her stand in front of him.
He held her waist, took out a jade pendant from his bosom and tied it around her waist.
Shen Zhiyi held up the jade pendant with some curiosity.
"What's this?"
The crescent-shaped mutton-fat jade has a soft luster under the moonlight.
The tentacles are warm.
You can tell at first glance that it is not an ordinary product.
"This jade pendant is a gift from me to you from this world." He paused, then said, "With this jade pendant, you can come and go freely between the Eastern Palace and the Imperial City."
She must have been often bullied because of her low status.
If you hold this thing, it will be like meeting the prince face to face.
No one dared to bully her anymore.
Even if he wasn't by her side, there should be someone there to listen to her.
A soft light filled Shen Zhiyi's eyes.
One is for one...
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