It was July, the sun was shining, and within easy reach, the man's breath was like the sea, and the temperature in the painting boat soared at a suspicious speed.

The emerald dragon pushed twice, then obediently withdrew her hand, lowered her head slightly, and cast a shadow on her eyelashes, becoming more and more soft and lovely: "What is the childe's intention?"

It's a hot summer afternoon. The crystal curtain moves, and the jade shadow appears. The cicadas are singing loudly and distracted. The lotus fragrance is like drunk, tired of dreams.

Li Jingpei's eyes are misty, the beauty is snuggled to her side, and she can clearly see the small fluff on her face, the cowardice between her eyebrows, the green pothos is lightly dressed, and the mutton fat jade is hidden, and the weak willow is not in full swing.

"That day, the lotus seed sent the king, I have told the king of my intentions, and now, I want to hear you?" Li Jingpei muttered half a sentence, and his voice was hoarse to the extreme.

The green dragonfly's little face became redder, and compared to the lotus flowers blooming under the window, it did not lose its pitiful expression: "Yes...... Lazy mandarin duck pillows, sewing jade skirts, and smoking ...... Recently, my heart has been more earnest, and I ...... for Sijun"

Li Jingpei snorted and laughed.

Gaudy words. This is a popular word among the people. Although the flowers are extremely popular, it is not on the table after all. He was born in a noble family, with four books and five classics, and he usually opened his mouth and closed his mouth to Du Bai, where had he ever heard such words.

However, at this moment, he felt that his heart was moved.

The lyrics and songs of these Riba people have a more breathtaking power than the spring and white snow, without any disguise and embellishment, Tululu goes straight to the hearts of the people, and there is no way to avoid it, and there is no way to deny it.

Seeing that Li Jingpei was silent for a moment, Cui Fei panicked slightly, stretched out a bright finger, and nodded at the man's heart, and his tone was like silk: "The slave is a commoner, and he can't speak well and obediently, if the son dislikes it......"

"What to dislike. Li Jingpei interrupted, and saw that the woman's autumn waves were shining, like a mercury mirror, reflecting the red lotus in the window, and his breathing was a little chaotic.

"I just think you're not done...... Should be...... It is better to marry and be a mandarin duck ......"

The dragonfly snorted and laughed. She didn't expect that the noble prince of the heavenly family would learn these glamorous words and tunes from nowhere, but when they came out of his mouth, she didn't feel inappropriate.

"Is the prince serious?" Cui Fei was three points serious, one point playful, and looked directly into the man's eyes, "You must know that you are gradually feeling that every day is as thick as a day, and it is not ordinary." If you know that people are thin, what does it matter if you become sick......?

Another straightforward and glamorous song. Red dust men and women, no one is exempt from vulgarity.

Li Jingpei only felt that there were thousands of small swords, and they stabbed him in the heart without hesitation, one by one, making him soften from head to toe, and his smile became more and more intense.

"How not really...... will face, then lovesick, lovesick endlessly. When I was idle, I smiled and asked how to write a book......

Respond in a minor key. Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, vulgar and elegant.

No matter what kind of prince you are, no matter what kind of commoner she is, the children of the world eat grain bran and want the same strokes as a word.

The green dragon's smile became stronger, the two eyes were like flowers, her lips and teeth were like beads, and she bit every word tiredly: "Childe's mind, how should the slave respond...... As...... The willow shade is light and indifferent, and the low sideburns are falling. I have to fight all my life, and I will be happy today......"

Li Jingpei smiled deeply, and her eyes were blazing: "Silly girl...... Do you know what that means......"

Cui Fei just smiled, raised his eyes to look at Li Jingpei, his eyes were calm and undisguised, if the water was soft, if there was fire, the outline of Chang'an would be burned to ashes, and the heart of the world suddenly opened to the top.

"That'...... Let Ben Gongzi teach you......"

Li Jingpei spit out the last sentence in a hoarse voice, and immediately, his fingertips turned dexterously, hooked off the woman's girdle, lowered his head and kissed it.

……

In the summer afternoon, the bead curtain is slightly swaying, and the layers of Luo shirts are falling like clouds, and a little red is like falling snow and red plums.

The jade furnace is made of ice and mandarin duck brocade, the powder melts and the fragrance sweats the mountain pillow, next to the dragon musk brocade curtain, the phoenix pillow is moved, and the pillow Pan Lang is affectionate.

……

The troubled times are like obscurity, the wind and rain are shaky, and a few families are happy and a few are sad.

Chang'an City is still in full swing, Kyushu is still charming, and it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat in the black and white chess game.

With the Cui family's loyalty to the King of Jin, Wang Jian transferred the forbidden army to the southern suburbs, the battle between the two sides was stalemate, and the casualties rose sharply.

The people of Great Wei were panicked, and it was difficult for the tiger to get down, but it was a pity that there was no one to find the white bones by the Wuding River.

July 18. Tiantai Mountain, Jiucheng Palace.

This is the emperor's summer palace. Once the emperor drove the royal car, the prosperous nine-fold palace was extremely quiet, the empty gold brick floor, floating summer flowers, a few eunuchs listless, leaning on the red lacquer pillars in a daze.

Who in the world would have thought that the emperor and his entourage, who were trapped outside the gate by the Wang family, were not in Jiucheng Palace at this moment. On the contrary, on the official road hundreds of miles away, a group of 100 people hurried with solemn expressions.

This is a hidden official road, leading to Chang'an, but because of the remote terrain, even Orion is rare. I don't know why I chose this extremely difficult path.

Looking closely, all the ordinary merchants are dressed up, and several horse-drawn carriages are also half-old, it seems that they are foreign businessmen who have entered Beijing to do business, they are in a hurry, and the atmosphere is solemn, only the swords hidden in the straw stack carts, the footsteps without a trace on the mud, and the noble style of their gestures, show their unusualness.

In a carriage that was heavily crowded, Li He closed his eyes and took a nap, and he hurried for days, making him look tired, rubbing his eyebrows and saying, "Someone!

Zheng Zhong, the chief eunuch accompanying him next to the car, leaned through the window and said, "Your Majesty...... Oh no, sir, Lord Yue quickly stepped up and took the first step to arrange the return to the palace. It is estimated that now, it has arrived at the gate of Chang'an. ”

"By the way, he's gifted. I was so tired and confused that I forgot about it. Li He smiled self-deprecatingly, "Who guards the gate of Chang'an?"

"Back to the Emperor...... Master, Wang Jian's old thief sent Xiao Jiashou. Zheng Zhong paused, and his tone was more excited, "The emperor ...... The lord doesn't have to worry, the prince of Yue secretly took the lord back to Beijing this time, and he must have made perfect preparations. From the secret passage to the reception, everything is proper, and the old man must be allowed to sit down on the golden luan seat again smoothly and slap the face of the old thief who is thrifty. ”

"The fourth child is so filial. Concubine Wu Hui, who was beside Li He, covered her lips, and a chill flashed in her eyes, "The fourth child is far away in Sichuan and Shu, and he actually has a long hand in Guanzhong." This time, the old man returned to Beijing and made great contributions, and the master will definitely be rewarded. ”

Li He glanced at Wu Hui for half a glance and said lightly: "The fourth child has a meritorious role in saving the driver, naturally." But the third child fought bloodily in the city, which was also a great achievement. ”

Wu Hui showed a heartfelt smile at this time, and added quietly: "Ting'er, he is willing to share his worries for the master." The eldest husband, Jin Ge Iron Horse, has made great achievements, but unlike the fourth child, he will only hide behind the chess game and play some yin. ”

Li He moved his lips and didn't say anything, then closed his eyes tiredly, Wu Hui sneered, and the silence in the carriage was restored, only the sound of hurried roads and horsewhips was heard.

A voice, to Chang'an. The king returns, and the secret walks.