Afu is a delicate rose in the desert oasis, bright and fragrant, charming and charming.
One day, the Han Dynasty, thousands of miles away, suddenly sent an envoy dressed in splendid clothes and wearing a jade crown. He stood upright and looked handsome.
She fell in love with this handsome Central Plains man at first sight and begged her mother to keep him.
From then on, with the beautiful man by his side, the outspoken princess boldly expressed her love and flirted with him every day, hoping to stay with him forever.
However, Mr. Song from Zhilan Yushu was not ashamed of his children's affair. Even though they were physically close, they still chose to say goodbye without saying goodbye.
Three years later, Loulan City was destroyed.
The princess of the desert became a gift, wandering around in a foreign country.
On the night when the prisoners of war were presented, the majestic palace was greeted by lanterns and a banquet, and cups of jade were exchanged;
The woman's thin and flimsy clothes danced to the music; her waist and bright wrists made the men present covet her for a long time;
But among the countless envious eyes, only one person had a solemn expression, and his deep eyes seemed to have been tempered with ice.
I still remember that three years ago, this beautiful rose danced for him alone.
Those memories of Cheng Huan came flooding back like a tide.
Song Hemian laughed: She is just a woman who mourned for her country.
The banquet was over and the beauty was sent to the East Palace as scheduled.
The continuous candlelight outlines the bright outline of the foreign woman.
In a daze, the man's tall figure slowly approached.
Across the screen, Afu felt that the outline of this person seemed familiar...
It wasn't until she was pressed between the pillows by him that she finally saw clearly: "It's you!"
**Small Theater***
The prince of the Han Dynasty was ordered to supervise the country. At the same time that the twelve kingdoms of the Western Regions surrendered, thousands of dynasties came to congratulate him and the beauty was on his bed. It was really a spring breeze.
On the eve of the spring night, Mr. Song from Honglu Temple risked his life to advise: "Although the prisoners of war are beautiful, you must not be blinded by your lust."
Looking at the loyal court humerus, the prince suddenly felt ashamed: "What Song Aiqing said is absolutely true. The situation in foreign countries is complicated and now is not the time to indulge in pleasure."
After pondering for a moment, the prince decided to hand over the girl to Mr. Song for proper placement.
At night, Tangquan Garden.
The treasure silk hangs beside the square bed.
The disheveled Afu was pressed on the couch, but her face that should have been fair was filled with shame and anger: "Let me go!"
The man was wearing a dark official robe, his face was like a jade plate, and the corners of his lips were raised slightly: "Let go? Three years ago, wasn't this your favorite thing?"
The long and powerful knuckles moved downstream flexibly, peeling off the thick official uniform with ease.
The dry fingertips rubbed the woman's delicate skin, and the familiar touch made his thoughts become more and more rampant:
"Trapped me on the bed, took away my innocence... Aren't these what you did to me back then?"
Memories flooded her mind, and everything that happened back then made her feel ashamed and angry: "It's all over, isn't it?"
"In the past?"
However, he approached aggressively, with the lust surging in his eyes undisguised. He was completely different from the young man who was shy, angry and unwilling to give in three years ago:
"How many tricks did you use to stay with me back then? How could you get through so easily?"
The familiar yet unfamiliar scent kept approaching her, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with water vapor: "Song Hemian! Do you want to take revenge on me?"
The man's eyes were sinister, but his posture as he leaned over to swallow the beauty's tears was extremely pious:
"No, I want revenge on myself"
Looking back on the past, although his body has returned from Loulan, his soul is still trapped in the hinterland of the desert, trapped in this daring "rose".
The sky has eyes, we will meet again today.
He vowed to repay the "humiliation" he suffered in the past twice as much! ! !
Reading guide:
1: Double cleansing.
2: In the early stage, the female version takes things by force, but in the later stage, the male protagonist bows his head for love and is slightly cremated.
3: The heroine is a beautiful thorny rose, not a delicate dodder flower.
Concept: The crane is a ferocious beast and can conquer the eagle.
