Thirty-ninth

"The princess rushed to Yecheng thousands of miles away, wouldn't it really be to give me a 'side coat'? โˆฎ Yan Mo Xuan โˆฎNo Ads โˆฎ"

In the Yecheng official office, Nan Chengyao picked up the pen and sketched something on the huge map laid out on the case, and when he heard my footsteps, he didn't look up, but his lips hooked a faint arc, and his voice sounded with a smile.

I blushed, but I smiled calmly and said, "Your Highness, don't make fun of me anymore, I can't even pay for the room, and if I have a side coat, I will be taken as a long time ago." โ€

He put down his pen with a smile and motioned for me to sit down with him, still smiling lazily, "This is to blame for my late arrival." โ€

I looked at him helplessly, and chose not to pay attention to it at the moment, and looked at the collapsed room, which was not big and simple to pave, and then noticed that although the room he lived in was larger than the room where the shadow was placed, the furniture was not much different.

However, now, he is such a person who likes and likes exquisitely, and he is the best person in the world, but he lives here, but he seems to care at all, and his demeanor is chic and leisurely, as if he is in Qionglou Yuyu.

When he saw me looking at the room, he didn't say anything, he smiled and drank all the wine in the cup, I knew that the aroma of the wine was the "Banxi" soju, and I couldn't help but chuckle and asked: "Isn't Your Highness not drinking these old wines like Non-Yuluo Zhuangyuanhong?"

He smiled lazily: "It was in Shangjing, when I marched with troops in the past, not to mention the 'Banxi' soju, I even drank mixed water with gravel." But since I have returned to the feet of the Son of Heaven, I will naturally be as comfortable as possible, and besides, I can also find some rights and wrongs for those idlers, otherwise they will not be lonely?"

I laughed, deceiving the world and rejoicing in his own comfort, he did not treat himself badly.

While thinking about it, he took out the letters from the silk bag he carried with him and handed them over, his lips unconsciously smiled, and he only said lightly: "Your Highness, take a look." โ€

He took it, first flipped the flute at random, and didn't feel anything wrong, so he put it down and read the letters, one by one, the expression on his face did not change at all, and even the faint curvature of his lips was always there, but the bottom of his eyes was dark and cold, cold as a star, and there was no emotion that could be interpreted.

He read it very quickly, and after a while, he had read it all, although there was a casual smile on his lips, but those dark eyes locked me firmly without blinking: "Where did these letters come from, the princess, such beautiful words, can be practiced overnight, but I am afraid that no one in our army can write them." โ€

I know that my handwriting is excellent, because of the hard work to go to the Su Xiu Burmese calligraphy, the original too delicate and soft font has gradually contained strong bones, although his external Zhang Huayan's pen power is still I can't learn, but compared to before, the word in the wind god is elegant.

There was nothing to hide, so I looked him in the eye, spoke calmly, and briefly explained the original situation, except for a little bit of Yun'er's affection for him, the rest of the things were not concealed and changed.

He laughed after hearing this, maybe he thought that Yun'er was for me, so he didn't doubt it, and he didn't ask, but just smiled casually: "I wonder how my eldest brother feels after knowing about the crown princess's move?"

I was about to say something, but I finally lowered my eyes and silenced my voice, and it was so far that there was no difference between knowing and not knowing.

He raised his eyes to look at me again, smiled and asked quietly, "You are here to give me this?"

I also looked back at him quietly: "Yes, since I can't find someone to deliver the letter, I can't sit idly by, so I have to come by myself." In the capital, I have already explained, and others will only think that I will go back to the Murong family to live in the villa, and I will not be told anything. โ€

He looked at me quietly for a long time, and finally smiled faintly: "Don't you know what kind of person I am? Or, I look so vulnerable that I don't deserve your trust, so you have to rush to rescue me regardless of the danger." โ€

I still looked at him quietly, for a long time, lowered my eyes and smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "It seems that His Royal Highness has known for a long time, and the concubine has actually thought about it, but I don't dare to bet on this in the end." โ€

As soon as the words fell, he had pinched his chin lightly and lifted his face, not feeling slightly annoyed, but when he turned his eyes, he was bumping into the soft light that flashed in his eyes. Then his voice rang out word by word, and it seemed to have a demonic nature, and it was low and lingering, and he said, "I'm glad you can come." โ€

I was slightly stunned, and I forgot to struggle, but I was a little stunned to watch his handsome face grow bigger and bigger, until my lips were sucked by his lingering and fine sucking, and then I instinctively startled and stepped back.

I forgot that I was sitting on the edge of the collapse at the moment, and there was no focus behind me, and I immediately collapsed in the collapse with an unstable center of gravity.

He still held me firmly with both hands, but he didn't help me, but leaned down with me and laughed: "It turns out that the princess can't wait." โ€

Although his voice was smiling, it was different from the usual low and hoarse, and my face was so hot that I knew it must be red.

He didn't give me time to be shy and nervous, and leaned over to kiss again, this time, unlike the previous softness and lingering, gradually getting deeper and heavier, until each other's breath was crushed, and he let me go.

Then the kiss lingered along my eyebrows, my jaw, my neck, and the phoenix painting on my arm, and then all the way down.

In the confusion and confusion, who swept out the red candle in front of the case, and who tore down the curtain of the collapsed tent with a wave of his hand, covering the strong spring feeling of reunion after farewell.

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