Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

Lin thought silently that Song Wenjing had always treated all the concubines in the harem equally, but since Meng Qiqi came to the harem, facts told her that Song Wenjing's attitude towards the concubines also had exceptions.

Song Wenjing was cold and ruthless towards the concubines, but considerate and warm towards Meng Qiqi.

For a moment, Lin Momo felt as if a bottle of five flavors had been overturned in his heart, with bitterness, sorrow, and loss intertwined together.

She knew that she was unable to extricate herself from her feelings for the emperor, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not get his response.

She often wandered alone in the palace garden in the dead of night, looking up at the starry sky and silently praying that the emperor would treat her differently.

However, all this was in vain. Song Wenjing didn't care about the emperor in the past, but now his mind is completely focused on Meng Qiqi.

Lin Momo knows very well that this love may never have any result, but she cannot let it go.

In the past few months, every time she saw Song Wenjing and Meng Qiqi together, her heart ached like a knife, but she could only choose to endure it silently.

————Qingya Palace.

As the morning went on and the gentle chirping of birds accompanies her, Meng Qiqi's cheeks gradually turned red, as if she was having a sweet dream.

Then she turned over on the comfortable beauty couch. A beam of sunlight shone on her through the window. Her face was brightly illuminated by the sunlight, and her sleeping posture was like an elegant swan, which made people intoxicated.

He opened his eyes lazily, waking up from a dream, and stretched his limbs lazily, like a kitten just waking up from hibernation.

Her long hair spread on the white pillow, like black silk, shimmering with a soft luster in the sunlight.

The sunlight shone through the window onto her face, making her feel warm and peaceful.

There was a fresh light in her eyes, like dew crystals in the morning light.

Afterwards, she lazily lay on the beauty couch, looking at the clear sky outside the window with hazy eyes. The white clouds were leisurely floating in the blue sky, like a group of leisurely sheep strolling on the grassland.

In the blue sky, white clouds stroll leisurely like sheep, floating lightly in the air, as if they are feathers gently blown by the wind.

The sunlight passed through the clouds, dyeing the blue sky with a touch of gold, and a beautiful picture like a mysterious fairyland unfolded before her eyes.

The blue sky and white clouds complement each other, adding a touch of bright color to this beautiful day.

The slender fingers gently rubbed the sleepy eyes, and the crystal clear eyes revealed a silly and cute look.

Chuxue and Chuxin, along with the other palace maids, tiptoed into the room, fearing that they would disturb their queen who had just woken up.

They brought exquisite snacks and tea and carefully placed them on the table next to Meng Qiqi.

Meng Qiqi slowly turned her head and looked at the busy figures of the palace maids, feeling extremely warm in her heart.

He smiled and said to Chuxue and Chuxin that they were thoughtful, and then he tasted the snacks and tea.

After breakfast, the palace maids prepared a comfortable bath for Meng Qiqi, which was filled with flower petals and had a fragrant aroma.

Meng Qiqi was relaxing in the bathtub, enjoying the warmth of the water and the fragrance of flowers.

After lunch, Song Wenjing accompanied Meng Qiqi for a walk in the courtyard, admiring the beautiful flowers and green trees.

The palace maids held umbrellas to shade her from the sun and handed her fruits and snacks from time to time so that she could replenish her energy at any time.

In the evening, the palace maids prepared a sumptuous dinner for Meng Qiqi and lit incense, filling the whole room with a pleasant scent.

Meng Qiqi enjoyed delicious food in a warm atmosphere, feeling the luxury and comfort of royal life.

Although she had spent every day like this before, Song Wenjing was more gentle and considerate, and always stayed by her side.

Song Wenjing knelt gently beside the couch, placed his hands gently on Meng Qiqi's shoulders, and kneaded them slowly.

His eyes were focused and gentle, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in his hands.

As he massaged her, Meng Qiqi's body gradually relaxed and a comfortable expression appeared on her face.

Song Wenjing's fingertips sometimes used force and sometimes used gentleness, skillfully stimulating the acupuncture points on Meng Qiqi's body.

His movements were smooth and graceful, and each press was just right, making Meng Qiqi feel an indescribable comfort.

During the massage, Song Wenjing would occasionally ask Meng Qiqi softly how she felt, and adjust the strength and technique based on her feedback.

His thoughtful care warmed Meng Qiqi's heart, and her eyes sparkled with happiness.

Gradually, Meng Qiqi was completely immersed in this pleasant enjoyment. She closed her eyes and let Song Wenjing's hands bring her physical and mental relaxation.

The whole room was filled with a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, with only Song Wenjing's low voice and Meng Qiqi's occasional coquettish sounds intertwined.

Her voice was as smooth as silk, with a hint of charm, gently brushing across his heart, and the look in Song Wenjing's eyes became deeper.

Her voice is like a magic sound, both charming and seductive.

It is more like a serenade hidden in the deep night, soft and charming.

As Song Wenjing's hands moved, Meng Qiqi's breathing became more and more rapid, her cheeks flushed, and her heartbeat accelerated.

She opened her eyes slightly and looked at Song Wenjing in front of her, her eyes full of confusion and longing.

Song Wenjing seemed to notice her changes, and his fingers teased her skin more flexibly, bringing a different kind of physical comfort.

Meng Qiqi's hand involuntarily climbed up Song Wenjing's chest, feeling his strong muscles and hot body temperature.

She opened her lips slightly, exhaling a scent as sweet as orchid, which made Song Wenjing feel a surge of excitement.

Song Wenjing could no longer suppress his inner impulse. He hugged Meng Qiqi tightly in his arms and kissed her lips passionately.

Their bodies were getting closer and closer, and their breathing was getting faster.

At this moment, time seemed to stop, and there were only the two of them left in the world.

Their hearts are connected, their love is blended, the night is gentle, the moonlight is light, the two of them snuggle on the bed, sharing each other's warmth.

Before I knew it, the sky outside the window had turned pale.

Meng Qiqi slowly woke up in Song Wenjing's arms. Looking at his sleeping face, her heart was filled with sweetness.

She gently pushed Song Wenjing's arm away, got out of bed and put on her clothes.

I put on a shawl and walked to the window. I opened it and the fresh air hit my face.

I took a deep breath and felt the beauty of the morning.

Turning back to the bed, Meng Qiqi gently woke up Song Wenjing.

Song Wenjing also opened his eyes at this time, and seeing Meng Qiqi's smile, he couldn't help but smile.

The eunuch Wang, who was standing outside, signaled the palace maids to carry basins of water and clothes into the bedroom.

Chuxue and Chuxin moved gently and quietly as they began to help Meng Qiqi dress and wash, and then to dress up for her.

Several young eunuchs washed Song Wenjing's face and combed his hair.

Then, he carefully put on the gorgeous dragon robe for Song Wenjing, with every detail handled just right.

During the whole process, the palace maids and eunuchs lowered their heads and dared not look more than once, for fear of angering their master.

Finally, the palace maids prepared a sumptuous breakfast for the two and placed it on the table.

After everything was arranged, the palace maids quietly left the bedroom.