Ling Xiang didn't know who the "he" in Rong Chenning's mouth was, she was very flustered, and she didn't know why she only felt aggrieved after being drunk for a moment, and at this moment, under his questioning, she was confused again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him are black and moist, and the firm bridge of the nose seems to announce his character, exuding infinite charm in the darkness.

He should be his husband, and he has had many beautiful memories and lingerings, but why is Fang Cai?

Ling Xiang thought about it carefully, her mind began to be confused, as if there was another face that wanted to break through the shackles and replace the one in front of her, suddenly, she felt dizzy and disgusting, but she was so close to him, she was really embarrassed to show that hurtful expression, and tried her best to restrain it.

But how could Rong Chenning ignore the heaving of her chest and the pain on the tip of her eyebrows.

The two confronted each other quietly for a moment, his eyes crossed with incomparable sadness, trying to control his emotions, telling himself that it was not time yet, take your time, what he wanted was her heart.

He gently patted the slippery little face of the person under him, and coaxed softly: "You are sick, I am too anxious, and after a period of recuperation, it will be all fine." ”

Seeing that her appeasement was really effective, she gradually lost her unbearable look, Rong Chenning breathed a sigh of relief, but the sorrow in her heart surged up like a mountain of seas, fell to the side heavily, and looked up to the sky speechless.

The heat on his body cooled slightly, and he sighed softly.

Ling Makeup was kind and sensitive by nature, and when he was so close, he really felt his injury, and he was very sorry to think of how meticulous he was to himself.

She knew very well in her heart, lying next to her was an emperor, young and vigorous, infinitely gorgeous, in front of her eyes across the frolic in the pine forest during the day, the two of them divided into camps and took the inner servant Gong'e to have a snowball fight, snowballs flew all over the sky, but none of them really hit herself, she was careful to hurt her feelings in this play, she could feel it completely, those jealous and envious eyes, she could receive it all.

Flower morning and moon, such a pamper, why do you want to turn him away?

In view of Fang Cai's discomfort, Ling Makeup didn't dare to think deeply about why she resisted.

She turned sideways, and at a glance she saw that there was no movement of the people outside, and even the brocade quilt had faded under her long legs, and the whole person seemed to have lost her soul.

Ling Xiang felt even more guilty, sat up and covered him with the quilt.

Rong Chenning suddenly squeezed her hand.

This time Ling Makeup sat down, the demon's raucous hair brushed in front of his eyes, with a strange fragrance, he tightened her hand more and more.

In the half-bright and half-extinguished glow, his eyes were dark and clear, as if he was tracing her outline, soft and lingering, not as angry as she imagined.

"Roujia. Rong Chenning shouted in a low voice, these two words lingered at the end of his teeth, different from every silent call in the dark night, bringing out infinite affection.

I always don't know why he likes to call himself Rou Jia, this is just a title, but Ling Makeup still obediently responded.

Rong Chenning gently pulled her, causing her to fall on her chest and lean sideways beside her.

With her snuggled up to his side like this, after relieving the lovesickness day and night, his mind calmed down a lot, and he became happy again for a while, and asked, "Roujia, do you like me?"

"Naturally...... Loved. ”

Her answer, though hesitant for a moment, was ultimately pleasing to him.

Rong Chenning began to get hot again, but after thinking about it, she still restrained herself, without any superfluous moves, just wrapped her hand tightly on her chest, and said, "I shocked your dream, go to sleep." ”

Having said that, but it is difficult for people who are shocked to fall asleep again, Ling Xiang rubbed his little face on his hard chest, the smell is very good, but the comfort is not as good as the pillow, but she naturally can't say it, she raised her head and asked softly: "Eighteen Lang, are you sleepy?"

How can you be sleepy?

Rong Chenning snorted and replied, "Don't be sleepy, what do you want to do?"

"I suddenly remembered what happened at my grandfather's house when I was a child, and I missed them strangely, as if I hadn't seen them for a long time. ”

Rong Chengning has recently become accustomed to her jumping thinking, and did not interrupt her interest, but followed her words: "Tell me to listen." ”

"My grandfather's family is the owner of the land, the real estate and fields occupy most of the town, I remember that there is a pagoda in the east of the village, the name is Qixiang, every day I open the window, see the Qixiang Pagoda standing on the top of the mountains, the mood is particularly comfortable. There are also continuous calyx mountains nearby, planted with many walnut trees, there are also cliffs, and there is a turquoise stream over there, and we always ...... in the stream when we were young."

"Have you forgotten that I have canonized your grandfather as Lin Amber, how can you say that I haven't seen her for a long time!" Rong Chenning reminded euphemistically, forcing her to take medicine, but he hoped that her memories could be completely linked with his later self.

As if there was something going on, Ling Jiao blushed strangely, and was a little annoyed: "What's wrong with my recent memory! Such a strange disease, I seem to have seen ...... in ancient books."

"The doctor said that it was just a high fever that hurt his brain, and it would be fine soon. Rong Chenning lifted her face, and a dragonfly kiss landed on her forehead.

Ling Xiang was appeased, and smiled to reveal a pear vortex: "It's good if Eighteen Lang doesn't dislike it." ”

Rong Chenning felt like crying without tears, and wandered around her slippery face for a moment, the delicate and dark eyebrows, small and straight nose bridge, and cherry-colored lips all seduced him.

He turned his gaze away with difficulty and continued to stare at the top of the tent: "Lin'an is not very far, if you like it, after the spring flowers bloom, I will accompany you for a walk." ”

"Eighteen Lang has a lot of opportunities, how can he have such idle work!"

"You **** are in the room, and you have nothing to do, why don't you help me deal with the court affairs together in the future, then won't I be able to save half of my time?" When Rong Chenning first said this, it was a whim, but after speaking, he thought it was a very good idea.

Ling Xiang was delicate and serious when he weighed the system, not only had his own opinions, but also dealt with the affairs of the world in a clear manner, he was appreciating it very much, this time he took her to the hot spring palace to avoid the cold, and he was worried that she was bored and bored, but there was a lot of backlog, and she had a headache after the beginning of the year, but she didn't believe it, but she had to believe it no matter what......

What's more, even dealing with court affairs can be dealt with against her, so she won't be bored in the future.

"Okay, Rou Jia is afraid of being tired?" Rong Chenning felt that this plan was very good, and he didn't realize that he used a tone to coax the child.

Ling Xiang laughed when he heard this, "If you want me to share my worries for Eighteen Lang, what's so difficult, anyway, I don't like to socialize with the palace concubines." ”

Speaking of this, she became strange again: "What mistake did Concubine Rou make? Did you kill her? Zhou Chongrong went to cry Concubine Rou, it was also a love between sisters, why did you send her to Miaosheng Nunnery?" (To be continued.) )