Ling Makeup was silent in the back.

Rong Chenning was also a little discouraged, and wanted to leave, but then thought:

How did she wash for so long? The water should be cold, even if you have medical skills, you can't do this......

Finally, I couldn't help but stand up and take a look.

At just a glance, the heart that burned to ashes was like spring grass that could not be burned by a wildfire, and it grew out of the hula.

Ling Xiang had already gotten up, and he didn't call Gong'e, he was dressing.

The face was facing his direction, the green double moth, the crow yellow half of the forehead, so tender that he could pinch out the water, fortunately, he had already put on a close-fitting coat, otherwise Emperor Jinglu might not be able to help but make a sound at this moment.

She is putting on a phoenix silk robe, her waist is as thin as a spring willow in the first hair, she has lost a lot of weight, her sideburns are like a cloud and half falling, the jade scratches her head and sweeps the green and drags the blue, the lotus root arm is snow-colored, the eyebrows are in the spring mountain range, you are quiet and clear, vaguely like a fairy in Guanghan, tactful and light, and she is absolutely superior to the smoke and willows in the imperial capital.

She left the dormitory like this, and the palace attendants came in to carry away the bath bucket and clean the palace, and Emperor Jinglu stood like a fool for a long time, never thinking of leaving.

After a long time, he realized that it was already late at night, Ling Xiang never returned to the palace room at this end, and the lights around him were also dimmed, and he was almost completely in the dark.

Rong Chenning's mind only then resumed its rotation and smiled dumbly.

She must have gone to rest in the dormitory on the other side, but she had stood here for a long time in vain, looking forward to her coming back?

Thinking about it, his body still didn't obey the call, and according to his familiarity with Guan Ju Palace, he touched the sleeping palace at the east end.

The palace was dark, and as usual, only the lampstand away from the cloud bed had a glimmer of light.

Rong Chenning slowly approached the bed.

The windows were ajar, the air was ventilated, and the tent was not even lowered.

Her long, shiny black hair spread out on the dark yellow silk pillow and flowed on the edge of the bed.

Rong Chenning couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

The tentacles were cold and silky, and there was something indescribable that slowly crept into his heart and lungs along his hands, making him very uncomfortable.

He sat down on the edge of the bed.

The sleeping woman breathed lightly but unevenly, frowned, and her pretty jade face was covered with pain.

Rong Chenning looked at it, and couldn't help but reach out and stroke her eyebrows, gently, wanting to erase that sadness.

The hand touched her skin, and he couldn't bear to leave it for a long time, so he smoothed it and pressed it against her face with his fingertips.

She seemed to have found warmth, and spontaneously leaned her face on his hand, her breathing gradually stopped, and she didn't know what she saw in her dream, and a shallow smile appeared on her jade face.

It's a smile that hasn't been seen in a long time.

He seems to have seen it before, but at that time, why didn't he find that this smile was enough to captivate the city and the country!

^^^

The Wild Mistletoe Valley is warm and humid, with shade everywhere, and countless strangely shaped wooden houses are like fruit from trees hanging from the cliffs, and they are connected by hanging bridges made of rattan.

It's said to be a rattan bridge, but in fact it's just a net pocket, if it weren't for the agility of everyone here, I wouldn't want to come and go freely.

It's a cold winter in November, but the valleys are verdant and wildflowers are everywhere, as if it's spring.

Rong Xijue sat on the horizontal branch of a towering tree halfway through the wall, looking at the orange flowers blooming all over the valley floor, and couldn't tell how long it had been.

The citrus flowers are obviously blooming in the spring, and the East Palace Shao James Di Yizhai Hillsong "Last night the east wind blew the citrus flowers, and the wine woke up a pot of tea in the Spring Festival Gala." He still remembers vividly that being in such a place almost makes one forget what it was like on a distant continent.

"Jue—" The girl's clear voice sounded.

In an instant, what appeared in front of Rong Xijue was Ling Makeup's smile.

There was a mist in his eyes, but at this moment, his expression was very gentle.

When Zhu Ya fell from a high place and landed lightly on the moss of the branches, the Rong Xijue she saw was like this.

"It's so pretty!" She whispered in amazement in the Chinese she had learned from him.

Rong Xijue raised her eyes and saw a girl in a bright red cardigan in front of her, with a gorgeous belt at her waist, a short skirt over her knees, a colorful leg belt tied on her well-proportioned and powerful calves, no shoes on her feet as usual, but her hair was rarely braided into many thin braids, fixed on the top with pearl headbands, and seven or eight strings of brightly colored wristbands on her hands.

The wheat-colored skin is so different from Ling Makeup, but Rong Xijue admits that he also admires such a healthy and energetic woman, who is more lively than the girl on the grassland, but how light and agile she is many times.

Zhu Ya is the queen of the Roy Department of Taiye Island, and the life-saving benefactor of Rong Xijue and Bao Pu.

She will never forget the day her people informed her that they had found an alien intruder on the shore.

This jade-carved man is more beautiful than all the girls in the clan tied together.

There are two major tribes on the island, the Satsu tribe makes a living from fishing, the men of the tribe are the chiefs, and the Roy tribe is mainly agriculture and hunting, and women have always been kings, and the patriarchs of both tribes have unique skills that have been passed down from generation to generation.

Zhu Ya's mother was a former queen, she was originally one of the twins, but she was the queen of destiny chosen by the great wizard, and it is said that for this reason her sister was exiled to the thorny canyon of the thorny mountain of the twin wolves, when the little princess was only ten years old, and never returned to the peaceful Roy tribe.

Zhu Ya is not only the queen, but also the most beautiful woman in the clan, the stars and the moon, and has always been the goddess in the hearts of all the men of the clan.

The goddess always had her eyes above the top, and since she dragged the two dying men back from the shore, the queen's eyes did not linger on any of the men of the clan.

"The annual winter hunting conference is about to start, you are not familiar with the island, do you want me to take you to check the terrain?"

Zhu Ya spoke Thai evil language, she had never seen anyone learn words so quickly, in the past, there were shipwrecked merchants who drifted here with the ocean currents, but they have lived on the island for most of their lives, and their accents are still very strong.

Jue won't.

Just point to something and teach him once, and he will be able to speak decently.

And he was so powerful that all the people who came to challenge him were convinced, and now no one is looking for him to compete.

Zhu Ya thought happily: According to the rules of Taixie, he is qualified to be a royal husband.

Rong Xijue replied to her very calmly: "No." Then he asked, "How is my ship built?" ”

Although Taiye Island is lonely on the sea, the shipbuilding skills of the islanders are thousands of years different from those of Dayin, and a good ship is just a wooden boat about ten steps long, and the difference is actually a bamboo raft.

Because of the abundant sea products on the island and the peculiar currents in this area, the islanders can take advantage of the abundance of fish in Jiaoyan Bay even if they do not go to sea, so there has never been a boat on the island that can go to the sea.

Rong Xijue's heart was like an arrow, and Zhu Ya didn't want to see his handsome eyebrows tangled all day long, so she had to agree to send someone to help him build a ship. (To be continued.) )