781 Weng son-in-law
The two hugged each other for a while, and Liao Chuxiu couldn't help but kiss and touch it, and the action of pulling it under the cloak made Feng Qiao's face crimson.
Hearing that his breath was slightly deep, and even his breathing became hot, Feng Qiao couldn't help but tug his clothes and push him: "Don't make trouble." β
"What's going on. Liao Chuxiu bit her ear.
Where is there no trouble......
Feng Qiao's body was a little soft, and his face was flushed, and he stretched out his hand to pestle him: "There is still business." β
"I'm just doing my job. β
What could be more important in this world than making out with a daughter-in-law?
Feng Qiao has a faint fragrance on his body, but it is not the balm used by ordinary women, but it is mixed with a faint sandalwood and medicinal fragrance, which is quiet but not pungent, and people can't help but want to get closer and sniff.
Liao Chuxiu went to kiss her and rubbed her side between her lips and face.
Feng Qiao couldn't bear his obsession, but after a while, she was a little out of breath, she reached out and climbed his shoulder, her body was as soft as water, her face was crimson, her eyes were watery, and Liao Chuxiu wanted to bully her even more.
Feng Qiao saw him come up and kiss her on the lips, he couldn't help biting her, and said in a slightly panting tone: "I mean really, I still have something to do later......"
"What can ...... do?"
Liao Chuxiu looked at her bright red lips absentmindedly, and couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her, "Qiao'er... I miss you......"
Obviously, she has only been away for half a day, but she always remembers her in the house, and even when she was dealing with the emperor in the palace, she wondered if she had gotten up, whether she had used to eat, and what to do in the house.
That kind of worrying mind made him understand for the first time those faint monarchs who wasted the government for the harem.
Feng Qiao's eyes were misty, his mind was dizzy, and the whole person could only cling to him, softly letting him do it.
Liao Chuxiu looked at his little wife's delicate and seductive appearance, only to feel that his heart was hot, and somewhere it was even more hot, when he bit her ear and wanted to carry her back to the room to go further, who knew that Feng Qiao, who was dizzy, was still thinking about Feng Qizhou's previous explanation, and when the man quietly slipped his hand into the dress, he said in a daze:
"Daddy... Daddy told us to come over later, he has something to look for you......"
Liao Chuxiu's fiery mood instantly seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water, and the whole person was cool and cold.
Thinking of his father-in-law, who was particularly ferocious every day in the court, his originally majestic and high-spirited momentum was instantly deflated, and he leaned on his little wife's shoulder, looking at her confused appearance, he couldn't help but bite her.
"Lady, can we not mention my father-in-law at this time next time......
His tens of thousands of children and grandchildren were almost frightened by his father-in-law's prestige......
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In the evening, when Feng Qiao and Liao Chuxiu went to Rong Anbo's Mansion for dinner, the table was full of Feng Qiao's favorite dishes, and when he saw Feng Qiao, Feng Qizhou's first words were: "Why are you blue now, aren't you resting?"
Feng Qiao's face couldn't help but blush: "Xu didn't sleep well after drinking some wine yesterday." β
Feng Qizhou turned his head to look at Liao Chuxiu, his eyes squinting slightly, full of sharpness.
Liao Chuxiu's face did not change when he was stared at, as if he had completely filtered the evil in his eyes, picked a piece of fish meat and said while skillfully picking the thorns in the bowl: "Dad, King Xiang came to find Qiao'er today." β
Feng Qizhou, who screamed as a father, turned slightly dark, and he snorted lightly when he saw the appearance of this little rabbit cub, he didn't say anything, they were all from here, and he didn't understand anything.
Seeing that Liao Chuxiu had eaten since the meal, he added vegetables for Feng Qiao from time to time, and when he talked to him, he didn't forget to pick the fish bones for her, and then put the fish meat into Feng Qiao's bowl with a natural expression, his expression couldn't help but ease.
"For the Nine Emperors?"
Feng Qiao put the fish in his mouth, swallowed it before nodding, and told Feng Qizhou about the afternoon.
After listening to this, Feng Qizhou said: "It is normal for him to be suspicious of the Nine Emperor Princes, King Xiang is a suspicious person, the Nine Emperor Princes step by step in front of people, the power they come into contact with will become greater and greater, and he will alarm them sooner or later." β
This matter is not only Xiao Minyuan, I am afraid that Xiao Yanxu and Li Fengqian will also be suspicious, including Xiao Xianhong, who is now in deep trouble.
"However, he didn't do it directly, but found you, he should know that we have a private relationship with the Nine Emperor Princes. Feng Qizhou looked up at Feng Qiao as he spoke, "Qingqing, don't make a move on this matter, let the Nine Emperors handle it themselves." β
Feng Qiao frowned.
Feng Qizhou looked at her: "You have eliminated King Xiang's suspicions as much as possible, and also paved the way back for the Nine Emperor Princes, King Xiang must be trying to find a way to contact the Nine Emperor Princes, and then things, whether to advance or retreat, let the Nine Emperor Princes choose for themselves." β
Just like Liao Chuxiu said, everything they can do has been done, and they have tried their best to pave the way behind Xiao Jinyu.
Xiao Jinyu will appear in front of people sooner or later, and the reactions of all parties and some things must also be handled by himself.
If he can't even deal with the troubles on Xiao Minyuan's side, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve great things in the future.
After all, if he wants to ascend the throne, Xiao Minyuan, Xiao Yanxu, and even other princes will be his opponents.
Feng Qiao also understood this truth, and nodded after a while: "Okay." β
Feng Qizhou stretched out his hand and wanted to serve the soup for Feng Qiao, but he didn't want Liao Chuxiu to take the lead, so he directly scooped the soup with a spoon, and even skimmed the oil flowers on it, and then put it next to Feng Qiao.
He paused when he originally stretched out his hand, and when he saw Feng Qiao's well-behaved appearance of drinking soup, a little sour suddenly rose in his heart, he had already been accustomed to Feng Qiao taking care of her everywhere by his side over the years, and when she had someone else around her, he always felt empty in his heart.
Just when Feng Qizhou was poking the villain in his complicated heart, thinking about how to "hone" his son-in-law in the early dynasty, a slender white hand held chopsticks and put sweet rice in Feng Qizhou's bowl.
"Daddy, this sweet rice tastes good, you can eat it too." Feng Qiao sandwiched a few dishes that Feng Qizhou liked on the table into his bowl, and then got up and served soup for him: "Daddy has lost weight recently, so I need to eat more." β
Feng Erye's heart was strangely satisfied, the original lonely old man's psychology was instantly smoothed out, he raised his head and said with a fake smile at Liao Chuxiu: "My family Qingqing just knows how to take care of people, usually she always thinks of me as a father, and she always thinks about giving me delicious food, no matter what she says, don't listen." β
Liao Chuxiu turned his head and looked at Feng Qiao intently, aggrieved.
She hadn't even served him......
Liao Chuxiu looked at Feng Qiao with a bowl, Feng Qiao was speechless with chopsticks and was about to clip some to appease his second dog, but he didn't want to be directly intercepted by Feng Qizhou halfway and fell into his bowl.
"Don't just care about picking up food for me, Daddy has hands and feet, and he will do it himself. Feng Qizhou turned his head to look at Liao Chuxiu and raised his eyebrows: "Chu Xiu, why don't you eat?"
Liao Chuxiu: "......"
Hold the chopsticks tightly and envy the face: naΓ―ve!