readx; Xue Mingyu pricked up his ears. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Chengxi Marquis Mansion didn't agree, but later Tang Wenyue still became the concubine of the moon, how could Queen Tang be happy in her heart to obstruct the useless

"The mother concubine entered the palace after her father ascended the throne. The queen is already powerful. The emperor must have had a good time, but he still couldn't protect his mother's thoughtfulness. The mother concubine was not happy. It didn't take a few years to go. Mama said that if the mother concubine could give birth to me, she was already doing her best. ”

Xue Mingyu couldn't speak, such pale words, this story is not good at all. She could only hold back the tears in her eyes by holding Qin Junxiu's big hands tightly.

"So when I was a child, I listened to Mama Qiao. The two of us stayed in the palace for two years, and we couldn't stay any longer, and Mama said that there was no way, let me go to Northern Xinjiang, and I would go to Northern Xinjiang. I begged the fourth brother to let Mama Fan hide in his village. I'm afraid, I'm afraid, one day when I come back from northern Xinjiang, I won't be able to see my grandmother. ”

"It's fine. Now Mama is fine, isn't it" Xue Mingyu already had a thick nasal voice. "We will honor her well in the future."

Qin Junxiu looked down and saw that the delicate and beautiful face in his arms was already full of tears. He clumsily wiped his beautiful face stained with tears, "What are you crying about, don't cry." It's good to be like this. She can see how I'm doing, and I know she's doing well. That's it. My father always said that the more you grasp it, the more you can't protect it."

Xue Mingyu's tears welled up again. Qin Junxiu has always said how the emperor is, how the emperor is, and the word father and emperor seems to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and never appear in his mouth. The more you grasp it, the more you can't protect it, is this the emperor's helplessness to Concubine Yue, or is it still to protect Qin Junxiu, the guilt of the gray-haired old man

She raised her head, ignoring the uncontrollable tears on her face, holding Qin Junxiu's handsome face with both hands, and her red lips were presented without thinking.

She married thousands of miles away, but she was not afraid at all, because Qin Junxiu loved her so much, indulged her, and loved her. In the future, she will also let Qin Junxiu be like this, even if she walks among the thorns, she must be able to feel her concern and love.

Xue Mingyu's unexpected enthusiasm warmed Qin Junxiu's heart. The little girl is distressed again. He unceremoniously turned passivity into initiative, holding the back of Xue Mingyu's head, and attacking the city with a soft and strong tongue. The big hand couldn't help but open Xue Mingyu's clothes.

The uncontrollable coquettish sigh in Xue Mingyu's mouth tickled the last string of Qin Junxiu. Qin Junxiu reluctantly raised her head from her neck socket, wrapped her already messy robe around Xue Mingyu's body, and gasped heavily, "No, go to the study." ”

Xue Mingyu was shocked to realize that the two of them were still nesting in the hanging basket rocking chair. She was so ashamed that she hugged Qin Junxiu's neck tightly, and buried her red face in his chest. Fortunately, they didn't have the habit of retiring their subordinates when they were alone, otherwise they would really have no face to see.

Of course, the two did not return to Cuiwei Mountain House that night. When Wufang and Wuqin waited until the lights went out, they hadn't seen the two of them come back, and they were dozing off, when a mother-in-law in Jiajintang knocked on her window, "Two girls, the princess and the princess are resting in Jiajintang today." Bring the princess's garments, and come with me to serve. Hot water is available in Kahibiscus. ”

The two looked at each other, blushed and hurriedly went to pack the princess's clothes and bed sheets. The clothes of the prince of Jiajintang are all there. No wonder I didn't come back.

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