Seeing that Xiaotu was laughing to himself, Liao Jing frowned unhappily and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Xiao Tu put down his hand and smiled, raised his head and looked at Liao Jing's delicate eyebrows fixedly, and said for a while: "I just suddenly figured out one thing." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Liao Jing raised her eyebrows, but did not speak, Xiaotu reached out to disrupt the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard, and said lightly: "You go down." I'm tired. ”

Liao Jing paused, put down the chess pieces, and retreated from the good stream.

The hall suddenly became extremely quiet, smelling the faint smell of incense lingering on the tip of his nose, and Xiaotu's mood gradually calmed down.

Tsk, when did she learn to fight unevenly?

This weak human emotion.

Pulling his hair a little irritably, he glanced at the already dark sky, and threw a few chess pieces to play, Xiaotu stood up suddenly, and commanded in a loud voice: "Drive the Yucheng Palace." ”

Yucheng Palace is a large hall, and the three people of the season, summer, autumn and winter are placed there. Along the way, they sat on a soft sedan chair and swayed to Yucheng Palace, and the three of them were already standing at the door of the palace ready to take over.

Xiao Tu smiled at the corners of his eyes and led the three into the hall, Ji Qiu, who was more lively among the three, was the most gentle and petty, and learned that Xiao Tu had not yet had dinner, so he personally cooked and cooked the food to Xiao Tu to taste.

The beauty of the heart, Xiaotu did not refuse, just had a meal with beauty, and the three of them did what they could to bring Xiaotu to the bed.

Xiaotu Dama Jindao sat on the couch, stretched out his fingers to lift the white and pointed jaw of Ji Dong, who was leaning over, and laughed: "What's the matter? It's not dark yet, the beauty can't wait?"

Ji Dongqing's cold face also flushed with a hint of redness, looking charmingly tight, his movements were stiff and a little shy, holding Xiaotu's waist and leaning his head on her shoulder.

Xiaotu smiled, reached out and picked up a strand of his silky black hair hanging down, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it lightly, for a long time, she sighed and said: "It's really a peony flower to die, and it's also romantic to be a ghost." ”

Originally, her words didn't mean anything else, but Ji Dong had a ghost in her heart, and when she heard this so violently, her heart jumped, and she froze in place.

The originally ambiguous atmosphere froze for a while. Seeing this, Ji Qiu knelt at Xiao Tu's feet and lay on her knees, looking at Xiao Tu's eyes with admiration and affection, and said, "What is Your Majesty talking about?" A wise and martial empress like you is destined to live a long life, what do you say to be a ghost, but the slave is not followed!"

Xiaotu touched his head and laughed: "You are really interesting!"

Ji Dong's eyes flashed, his eyes drooped, and he unconsciously hesitated in his heart.

That person clearly said that the empress liked him the most like a cold beauty, but since the three of them entered the palace, the most favored was Ji Qiu, who had a fiery temperament.

He quietly glanced at the smiling gentle empress, and even began to wonder if what the man said was really true.

Subconsciously denied this cognition.

The man was very witty, and never did anything that he was not sure of, and since she said so, she must have been very sure of it—so why did the empress not seem to have the slightest interest in herself.

Ji Dong's heart jumped suddenly, and he thought of a terrifying possibility.

After looking at the empress a few times again, his heart was stimulated by this sudden speculation and couldn't bear the pressure, he raised his hand to cover his heart, and the blood on his lips faded in an instant.

Xiao Tu looked up and saw him, and said with a smile: "What's wrong with Dong'er?

Ji Dong's hand trembled, a gorgeous red appeared on his cheeks, and he glanced at Xiao Tu half-ashamedly and half-disgustedly: "Dong'er looked at His Majesty's handsome appearance, and his chest was pounding and jumping. ”

He was in no position to turn back—whether the Empress noticed it or not—so he had to go on anyway.

Xiao Tu stared at him with a smile, and he couldn't even keep the smile on his face before he said lightly: "I don't know, when will Dong'er's little mouth be able to speak like this?"

Ji Dong's heart was relieved, the first step to go out and the next one was not so difficult, he looked at Xiaotu with his eyes open, and said with shame: "What Dong'er said is the truth from the heart." ”

Xiao Tu seemed to be bewitched by his sincere eyes, and slowly approached his cheek, Ji Dong could even feel the warm touch brought by the empress's shallow breath spraying on his face, and his heart unconsciously began to beat irregularly again.

Ji Dong took a deep breath, and was about to put on a gesture of wanting to refuse and welcome, but saw that the empress's face sank, and she pushed herself back with a strong force.

Ji Xiaqiu was startled, and suddenly stopped his movements at a loss and looked at Xiaotu sitting on the collapse.

Xiaotu impatiently "tsk", Ji Dong was half-lying on the ground, the cold little face was slightly aggrieved and confused, and the people looked distressed, Xiaotu raised his feet, picked up his chin with his toes, hooked the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were extremely cold: "Why? Getting along with loneliness makes you so uncomfortable?"

Ji Dong was confused and frightened, when did he show discomfort? Although he did have some disdain for this crippled empress in his heart, he was sure that he had never shown it.

He looked at the empress's expression carefully, but he couldn't see anything on the other party's expressionless face, his heart tightened, Ji Dong's eyes filled with tears, and he pretended to be ignorant and said, "Your Majesty really misunderstood Dong'er." Dong'er is a god-like existence in her heart, and it's too late to get along with Your Majesty Dong'er is grateful, so how can she ......?"

He wanted to talk about it and opened his watery eyes, and his long, curly eyelashes blinked slightly, and a crystal tear slid down his cheek, hanging on his cheeks.

Xiao Tu put down his feet, leaned back, the smoke from the incense burning in the corner drifted in the air, Xiao Tu's fingers knocked on the table one by one, and the atmosphere in the hall became more and more tense with her regular percussion.

After a long time, her subordinates stopped moving, and said with a lazy expression: "What kind of incense is this?"

Hearing the empress's question, Ji Dong lowered his head and didn't move, Ji Qiu and Xia glanced at each other, Ji Xia said carefully: "This is His Majesty's favorite landscape fragrance, but what's wrong?"

Thinking of this, Ji Qiuxia trembled and lowered his body more and more, if the empress encountered any accident here, then they would really be to blame.

Xiao Tu lifted his eyelids with a smile and said, "Lonely's favorite?"

She paused, and her voice became cold, "Who told you that Lone's favorite is the fragrance of mountains and rivers?