The Fallen God Concubine who became a doomed king

Wen Nu was pressed up and down by the man and smeared with ointment, and the whole body was filled with a faint fragrance of snow lotus.

The tyrant turned the Fallen Angel over and the two sat face to face, took a piece of balm and carefully applied it on the slender neck.

Wen Nulu's eyes were wide open, his Adam's apple rolled around sensitively, and his thin lips were tightly pressed together: "I am sleepy."

If he was not allowed to paint it, he would have to be as hard as before, so he found an excuse to say that he was sleepy.

Sure enough, the man stopped, closed the balm box and put it aside.

The tyrant squinted his eyes and smelled the smell of the Fallen Angel, and carried him back to the bed in a good mood.

Carefully lift off the brocade quilt, put the person on the bed, and cover the quilt carefully to prevent the cold wind from blowing.

Wen Nu's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he turned his face away and let out a sigh of relief.

Naturally, Gu Yu didn't see it, and thought that the Fallen Angel was still angry about applying the ointment.

Pursing her lips, she saw the unclosed window out of the corner of her eye, and stepped forward to close the window to prevent all cold wind from blowing into the bedroom.

"The immortal head has a good rest, and went to the study alone to correct the memorial."

Knowing that the Fallen Angel would not return him, the tyrant went directly to the small study in the side hall, where there were still mountains of memorials piled up on the table.

In the dormitory, Wen Nu heard the sound of the man leaving, and his tense body relaxed. The tip of his nose was full of the faint scent of his body during this relaxation. It was not too strong but it smelled good, but he was still very angry that the man pressed him forcibly. Apply balm.

Under the sun, the long eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyes, Wen Nu lowered his eyes and subconsciously bit his lower lip.

"Squeak..."

The weak creaking sound awakened Wen Nu who was in deep thought. Following the sound, he saw the little black rabbit struggling to grab the foot of the bed, trying to jump onto the bed. He looked round and round-eyed.

The corners of her lips raised slightly, as if being teased by the little black rabbit, she lifted the brocade quilt on her body, bent down and carried the little black rabbit onto the bed in her arms.

The sun was just right, and it was warm on the body, and the earth dragon was burned in the house. Unknowingly, he hugged the little black rabbit and slowly fell asleep. The whole body was covered by the sun, emitting a faint white light.

at dusk.

The people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent the things His Majesty needed to Tai Chi Palace.

Anticipation flashed in the tyrant's eyes when he heard the words, and he let people into the study.

The young eunuch of the Ministry of Internal Affairs met His Majesty for the first time, his hands trembled nervously, but he still held the wooden plate in his hand steadily

, on which is the female dress requested by His Majesty.

"The servant has seen His Majesty..."

The little eunuch hurriedly knelt on the ground, raised the wooden tray containing the women's clothes over his forehead with both hands, nodded slightly and stared at the ground.

Gu Yu motioned for Zhang Quanan to take it over, and parted his thin lips lightly: "Thank you."

The little eunuch showed a smile on his face, and kowtowed vigorously: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace!"

When he came out of the Taiji Palace, the little eunuch still had a smile on his face, holding the silver tael that Eunuch Zhang gave him, which was a piece of gold ingot!

In the study, the tyrant swung Zhang Quan'an back, staring at the women's clothes on the wooden tray with heavy eyes.

Women's clothes are not just women's clothes. They are crescent white like the clothes that the fairy often wears, but this time they are more delicate and gorgeous, with delicate patterns embroidered on the skirt and cuffs.

On a whim, he wanted to see what the fairy would look like in this dress, but he endured it, thinking about giving the fairy a surprise tomorrow.

Carrying the new clothes back to the bedroom, seeing the Fallen Angel sleeping soundly on the couch, the movement of her feet becoming more and more light, she carefully put the clothes in the closet.

Thinking of the fallen angel's surprised appearance tomorrow, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and anticipation flashed in his eyes.

As for A Yuan, with him around, the two of them would never want to go out to play together in the palace, he would never allow it!

The eyelids drooped slightly, blocking the thick shadow and violence in the black pupils, and the bloodstone earrings on the earlobes lit up. When the tyrant saw the Fallen Angel on the bed, the red blood in his eyes quickly dissipated, and his original clarity returned.

He touched his ear pad expressionlessly, and frowned.Recently, the number of demonic blood in the bloodline has become more and more chaotic, and the blood stone is almost unable to suppress it.

With a heavy heart, he held his hands tightly to suppress the boredom in his heart.

I don't know what's going on in the Demon Realm at this time. Bloodstones generally exist deep in the Demon Realm, and they are not easy to dig out. They need magic power to get them out.

But as soon as he entered the demon world, the blood in his body would boil, and he couldn't control the murderous violence in his heart.

Taking a deep breath to force himself not to think about the blood stone, he raised his eyes to see the Fallen Angel sleeping sweetly and peacefully on the bed, and moved forward to sit on the side of the bed with curled lips.

His eyes moved to the Fallen Angel's arms, and he saw the black rabbit, the smile on his lips was slightly stiff, and the black eyes gradually became gloomy and stern.

The little black rabbit in his sleep shivered, shaking his ears and stubbornly did not wake up.

Gu Yu glanced at it expressionlessly, took off his shoes and lay sideways beside the fallen angel, with his arms around the fallen angel.

God's waist held him in his arms.

Smelling the light snow lotus fragrance, the boiling blood in the veins seemed to be soothed, and the last trace of redness in the eyes slowly faded away.The anxious and troubled heart gradually calmed down, and the face of the Fallen Angel was reflected in his eyes.

Although he didn't feel sleepy, the tyrant still closed his eyes and meditated a little.

Under the candlelight, the two hugged each other tightly, exuding a faint warmth in the dark hall.

After a long time, Gu Yu opened his eyes and woke up the person in his arms. The imperial doctor said that a baby needs to be eaten on time, otherwise it is easy to suffer from nutritional deficiencies, which is not good for both the mother and the fetus.

Suppressing the unbearable feeling in his heart, he finally woke up the Fallen Angel on the bed.

Wen Nu got up from the bed exhaustedly, his deer eyes hadn't opened yet, he was led by the man to the table in a daze, and it was already full of dinner.

The tyrant's throat moved slightly, and he fed the Fallen Angel with a spoon.Wen Nu was awakened by the aroma of the food, rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to swallow the green rice with the spoon on his lips.

After Jiang Jiang finished eating, he stopped eating, pushed away the spoon from his lips, and returned to the dragon bed feeling sleepy.

Ever since she became pregnant, Wen Nu was often so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, and spent the whole day in her sleep. She hadn't meditated for a long time.

The tyrant skillfully finished his dinner quickly, got up and asked the palace servants to fetch hot water, and wiped his face and hands for the Fallen Angel as usual.

Because the Fallen Angel was pregnant, Gu Yu would not go to the study room to correct the memorials at night, and even his precious Gu worms seemed to have forgotten.

He turned over and lay on the bed, hugged him in his arms and began to feel sleepy.

……

Wen Nu seemed to be dreaming of the national teacher and the man whose face could not be clearly seen again. He was standing in the distance wearing a green robe, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he watched the man kneeling on one knee, pierced by thousands of arrows. , the blood on the body flowed all over the place.

His heart was in pain, his hands were tightly covering his heart, his face was wet and cold, and tears fell down his cheeks to the ground, mixing with the blood that flowed from that person.

"Do not……"

"don't want……"

His vision was blurred by tears, and the man pierced by thousands of arrows stubbornly turned his head to look over, as if with a comforting smile on his face, he opened his mouth and said something.

"Do not……"

The Fallen Angel outside the dream was extremely disturbed, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes soaking the pillow under his head, his willow eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and his red lips kept biting his lips.

His hands were tightly covering his heart, as if something important had left him.

Go, the heartache is unbearable.

The tyrant keenly woke up from the dream, opened his eyes and looked at the Fallen Angel in a hurry. Seeing him crying and struggling, his pupils narrowed slightly and he held him in his arms and patted him on the back lightly.

"Anu, don't cry..."

Wen Nu, who was sleeping, couldn't hear the sound from outside, so he just wept and wept, and the tears quickly soaked the clothes on the tyrant's chest.

Gu Yu really had no choice, so he lightly tapped the Fallen Angel's forehead with his fingertips, allowing the magic mist to penetrate into his body, blowing away the nightmare that made him cry.

With the existence of the magic mist, Wen Nu in the dream gradually fainted. The national teacher standing behind the ten thousand arrows saw the wisp of magic mist, his brows and eyes frowned, and he waved the magic mist back coldly.

The tyrant frowned, retracted the magic mist from the Fallen Angel's body, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Someone broke his magic fog...

Thinking of the uncertain danger in the dream of the immortal, Gu Yu drilled a larger wisp of magic mist from his fingertips, and followed the Fallen Angel's body to check for any abnormalities.

Even the sea of ​​consciousness was not spared, but apart from the abnormality in the dream, there was nothing abnormal about it.

The tyrant did not give up and changed to a bigger magic fog, but this time the Fallen Angel's dream had collapsed, and he couldn't find the person who could disperse his magic fog.

Bored and violent, he drew back the magic mist, his eyes filled with rich blood red, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the Fallen Angel who was gradually sleeping in his arms, closed his eyes to suppress the bloody violence, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were clear.

Reaching out his hand to gently wipe away the tears on the Fallen Angel's face, he got up and got out of bed and hugged him in his arms, covering his body with a thick plush cloak.

Pushing open the door, looking deeply at Zhang Quan'an and Wu Naike who were waiting outside the hall, he said in a low voice, "Change the bedding on the bed with a new one."

Zhang Quan'an nodded without thinking too much, but Wu Naike secretly glanced at the immortal master in His Majesty's arms, caught a glimpse of the tears in the corner of the immortal master's eyes, and sighed in his heart.

Your Majesty is too unrestrained to torture the immortal master until midnight. The immortal master is still pregnant with a baby, so he can't bear such a great fatigue.

Glancing at Zhang Quan'an who was walking in front, he hurriedly followed after holding his breath, and realized that he was wrong when he entered the hall without smelling a strange smell.

Seeing the wet marks on the pillow, he guessed that the immortal master might have quarreled with His Majesty and cried out of anger?

Working with Zhang Quan'an, the two of them replaced all the bedding and pillows on the dragon bed with new ones. It took only a quarter of an hour, which was very fast, and they were afraid that His Majesty would be angry if it took too long.

The two returned to the outer hall and bowed towards His Majesty: "Your Majesty, the servants have put on new bedding, you can go to rest."

Gu Yu nodded coldly, and entered the inner hall with the Fallen Angel in his arms. Zhang Quanan carefully closed the door of the sleeping hall, and waited outside the hall with Wu Naike.

Put Xianchang on the bed with new bedding, carefully tuck the corners of the quilt, hold him in his arms, pat his back lightly from time to time, and hum a lullaby.

National Teacher's Office.

Xue Yuan suddenly woke up from his dream, thinking of the wisp of magic mist that he scatter, his eyes flashed fiercely.

Sure enough, this dream was not accidental, but an illusion created for him by someone.

Want to kill him in a dream?

Xue Yuan sneered, a murderous intent flashed across his calm and unwavering face, and the demon mark was looming on his forehead.

The next day.

Gu Yu thought about the fairy head having a nightmare last night, fearing that something might happen to him, so he woke up early this morning, seeing the fallen angel sleeping peacefully, the tight thread in his heart relaxed.

Carefully lifted a corner of the quilt and got up from the bed, went to the outer hall to wear God's clothes, and with the help of the eunuchs, put on the crown of God, and went to the Hall of Supreme Harmony alone for the morning court.

Zhang Quan'an was left in the Taiji Palace by him, taking care of the Fallen Angel with Wu Naike.

In the early court, the tyrant had been absent-minded, constantly imagining the scene of the fallen angel wearing new clothes.

Supporting his chin with one hand, an impatient expression began to appear on his face. The minister who was reporting to the security of the capital was stunned for a moment, and continued to talk about the arrangement after a moment of silence.

When the morning court was over, the minister's beard was raised in anger, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense in front of His Majesty.

After the morning court, Gu Yu hurried back to the bedroom, just as Wen Nu just woke up, looking around blankly with swollen eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable in his eyes, got up and sat in front of the dressing table, and looked at his eyes through the bronze mirror.

The eyelids were red and swollen, Wen Nu carefully reached out to touch it, but before he could touch it, someone grabbed his wrist.

The tyrant looked at the person in the mirror with a sullen face, held that hand, frowned and said coldly: "Don't touch it, I'll ask someone to bring ice cubes and apply it, it's all because I forgot about it last night, the goddamn god His eyes are red and swollen."

Wen Nu frowned and freed his wrist from the man's hand, and asked suspiciously: "What happened last night? Why did the deity's eyes become like this?"

While Gu Yu explained to him, he went outside the hall and told Zhang Quan'an to fetch ice.

Winnu listen

When he cried and shed tears because of the nightmare last night, the deer's eyes were round and his face was stained with a thin layer of red: "What, what? Impossible! I am a god, how could I cry because of the nightmare!"

Having nightmares?

Still crying?

Wen Nu didn't believe that he would cry because of the nightmare. Ever since he became conscious, he had never been afraid of a nightmare, let alone cried because of a nightmare.

Glancing suspiciously at the person behind him, he said with certainty: "You are lying to me, why?"

The tyrant laughed angrily, but he didn't dare to refute him, fearing that his stomach would hurt again, so he could only swallow the scapegoat by himself: "Gu is indeed deceiving the immortal head, has the immortal head been deceived?"

The person behind him narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, with a slight smile on his face with the corners of his lips curled up.

Wen Nu pursed his lips angrily and looked away, not wanting to talk to him, staring down at the comb on the dressing table in a daze.

The corners of the tyrant's lips became more and more upward, and his smile became even wider. He took the ice cube from the eunuch, wrapped it with a handkerchief, pressed the Fallen Angel's shoulder to make him turn around, and half squatted down on the dragon body to carefully remove the ice cube. Apply to red, swollen eyes.

The ice was very cold, Wen Nu shivered slightly, closed his eyelashes slightly and trembled slightly, the red lips were only slightly different from the tyrant's wrist, and they could touch each other in a short distance.The hot air in his breath hit the man's hands, making the tyrant feel numb.

After applying it for a while, Wen Nu felt that the distance between the two was too close, he frowned and pushed away the ice cubes from his eyes, and said in a cold voice, "That's enough, my eyes are much better."

Seeing his thin red ear tips, Gu Yu smiled in a low voice, "Okay, Gu knows."

Withdrawing his hand, he casually put the used ice cubes on the dressing table, and let Zhang Quan'an clean up later.

Remembering that the Immortal Chief hadn't eaten yet, he held his hand forcefully and made him stand up: "The Immortal Chief should eat less for breakfast today, and I will take you to eat something delicious."

Wen Nu cast him a glance and did not speak, and today's breakfast was placed on the table, except for the green rice, everything else was much less than yesterday.

He didn't want the man to continue feeding, so he picked up the jade bowl first, and ate the porridge with a spoon.

The tyrant's hand froze in mid-air, seeing the slightly raised corners of the Fallen Angel's lips, he ground his teeth and had no choice but to feed himself.

I thought that I should move faster next time, only in this way, the immortal head will be inseparable from him in the future.

A crazy possessive desire flashed in the eyes of the tyrant, and when the time is right, he will release the beast in his heart and kill his prey

Bite in the mouth.

Unaware that Wen Nu was half full, Gu Yuxiang put down the bowls and chopsticks together, led the Fallen Angel by the wrist to the closet, opened the door and took out the newly made clothes yesterday.

"Gu asked someone to make new clothes, and the Immortal Chang quickly put them on and see how they look."

Unfolding the crescent white dress in her hand, she looked at the person in front of her with bright eyes.

The dress looks simple at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that the sleeves and the hem of the skirt are centered, with gorgeous patterns embroidered with gold silk.

Wen Nu always felt that the clothes were weird, so under the urging of the man, he took the clothes and put them on behind the screen.

The new clothes are much more complicated than the previous ones. There are nearly three or four layers inside and out. The gold silk lotus pattern is faintly visible between the layers of skirts, shining a faint halo in the sun.

Going around the screen and lifting the heavy skirt, his eyes were full of doubts.

When the tyrant saw the Fallen Angel coming out in women's clothes, his pupils shook and surprise flashed in his eyes.

The posture of heaven and man, coupled with this dress, is even more eye-catching.For some reason, he suddenly didn't want the Fallen Angel to go out in this dress, he just wanted him to wear it for him to see.

The dark eyes were deep and dangerous, and the eyes were filled with jealousy. He suppressed the desire/desire to lock the fallen angel in the temple, pulled the corners of his lips to make the fallen angel sit on the stool, and took a comb to gently tie his hair.

The man brushed his long hair with his hand, Wen Nu frowned uncomfortably, and struggled to get up from the stool, avoiding the man's big hand, his hands moved quickly, and quickly tied up his long hair with a crescent white hair band.

Gu Yu's face was gloomy, he glanced at the useless comb in his hand, ground it into powder with a little force, and scattered it on the ground at will.

The Fallen Angel with his back to the tyrant didn't see the danger behind him, and looked at the man coldly after bundling his long hair.

Gu Yuhong looked down and lowered his head, afraid that he would not be able to hold back the evil thoughts in his heart when he saw the Fallen Angel.

Seeing this, Wen Nu frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered that the little black rabbit hadn't been fed yet, so he hurriedly walked around the man and walked towards the jade cage.

Sure enough, the little black rabbit had already woken up, holding the cage with the tip of its nose shrugging, its three-petal mouth opening and closing, making low-pitched squeaks.

Opening the cage, just as he was about to reach out to hold it out, his back suddenly pressed against a hot chest, and a big hand with well-articulated bones went around his hand, grabbing the little black rabbit by its ears.

The tyrant sneered silently with a gloomy face, and vented all his anger on the black rabbit, which made the little black rabbit tremble.

Looking down at the Fallen Angel in his arms, his voice was low and hoarse: "The Immortal Elder wants to

Little black rabbit?Alone is. "

Wen Nu felt that the man was gritting his teeth when he spoke, knowing that he didn't like little black rabbits, so he specially followed him to see how he fed the rabbits.

The tyrant was so depressed that he didn't dare to threaten the black rabbit in front of the Fallen God. With an ugly face, he casually grabbed the rabbit food and put it in a bowl, and pushed it in front of the black rabbit.

"Immortal Chief, Zhang Quan'an will take good care of it."

Seeing that the Fallen Angel's eyes were full of black rabbits, Gu Yu stood in front of him expressionlessly, and found something to divert his attention: "Let's go, Gu will take you to eat delicious food."

Strongly hooking the Fallen Angel's slender waist, half hugging and half hugging, he left here, and told Wu Naike to prepare all the things for going out of the palace, especially put a bottle of Baotai Wan on his body, just in case.

He took a veil made of warm gauze, and put it on for the Fallen Angel with his own hands, so that no one else could see that stunning face that looked like a Guanyin.

He took the hand of the head fairy and boarded the carriage outside the palace. When everything was ready, the carriage gradually began to shake.

Wen Nu lifted the hood in front of him, revealing those clear and lively deer eyes, looked at the person beside him in puzzlement, and said in a clear voice, "Where are you taking me?"

The tyrant pursed his lips and poured a glass of warm water, and the table in front of him was filled with food and tea to ensure that the Fallen Angel would not be hungry.

"Drink water."

Handing the teacup to the Fallen Angel, seeing his puzzled look, he explained aloud: "Today is Gu Chao Flower God's Day, so I will take you outside the palace to play."

Thinking of the crowds outside the palace today, he frowned and said earnestly: "Get out of the carriage and follow Gu closely. It's not safe if there are too many people. Besides, you are pregnant with a child, so you are easily injured."

Wen Nu looked at him in surprise, he didn't expect that he would take him out of the palace, after all, the national teacher wanted to take him out before, but he was directly rejected by that person.

But whether he leaves the palace or not has nothing to do with him. If he can leave the palace, he will leave the palace. If he can't, he will stay in the palace. When the child in his womb is born, he will directly find the opportunity to leave.

Although he is irresponsible to the child, it is not his wish to conceive a child, he just wants to leave here and return to the Immortal Mansion.

He drooped his eyes to put away the plans in his eyes, and silently took a sip of warm water from his teacup. The warmth flowed from his stomach to his whole body, and his spirit veins seemed to be repaired again.

The fingertips touched the position of the heart, and the hand holding the teacup was slightly pale.

Even if that person cares about him so much now, he still cannot wash away the hurt and despair that he brought to him that day

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Slowly, the loud cries sounded in the ears, the carriage seemed to stop, and a pair of big hands appeared in front of the eyes, and then the warm gauze was put down, covering the attractive facial features.

Gu Yu got off the carriage first, opened the curtain of the carriage with one hand, and reached out to the people in the carriage with the other.

The passers-by nearby saw a handsome gentleman getting off from the carriage, and they all looked in curiously along that hand, not knowing that it was the beautiful lady of the handsome gentleman.

Sensing the gazes around him, the tyrant's eyes drooped slightly, and his black eyes darkly swept towards the group of people secretly. The faces of the group of people who were frightened by the cold murderous intent turned pale. .

Wen Nu put his hand on the back of the man's hand, borrowed his strength and carefully got off the carriage, and saw the surrounding environment clearly through the white gauze.

The spacious streets are surrounded by colorful lanterns in various colors, making it festive and lively at first glance.

Pedestrians walking in the middle of the road, everyone held a flower, some picked it from anywhere, and some bought it carefully, only the men and women walking together did not hold flowers in their arms, but only a lantern.

They were wearing new clothes, with smiles on their faces. The woman looked at the man shyly, and the man grinned foolishly.

Gu Yu grasped the Fallen Angel's wrist and explained to him: "The Flower God's Festival is the same as the Qiqiao Festival. Many people will look for the person they like on this day. If that person accepts his flowers, it means they agree."

"so……"

Gu Yu didn't know when an extra flower appeared in his hand. The tender yellow petals swayed slightly in the wind, and his voice was low and magnetic: "Does the fairy want to accept the lonely flower?"

The author has something to say: Gu Wen: Daddy, can you tell Father to stop dressing the child in girl's clothes, they all laugh at Gu!

Wen Nu: Be good, Daddy will help you to explain.

Gu Yu was forced to put on women's clothes and stood next to Gu Wen who was also dressed in women's clothes. The father and son were neat and tidy.

Gu Wen: Wow, Father, you are so beautiful!

Gu Yu: Shut up!