Yurong was a little stunned, as far as she knew, the little emperor of Xihu had nothing to do with the original body and Rong Yuan.

"I'm tired of General Yang going out and waiting for a while, I'll go after I'm dressed." Yurong bowed his head and smiled slightly, and was generous and polite.

Yang Yanchen didn't expect Yurong's attitude to be much better, and he was suddenly a little flattered, and said, "Naturally." Of course, thanks to the countless losses he had suffered at the hands of these two people, he stagnated as he walked out, turned his head and said, "I also hope that Rong Shizi and Miss Yurong will not play any tricks, otherwise I will not be able to explain to Your Majesty." ”

"Don't worry, nature won't embarrass you!" noticed that his title changed from "general" to "me", and Yurong responded with pride, looking quite righteous.

Yang Yanchen diǎn diǎn head, led a team of people out of the door, and closed the door for them intimately.

The previous fierce Praetorian Guards saw a smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was a trace of pampering on his cold face that he had never seen before, and the corner of his mouth twitched, and he said worriedly: "The general seems to treat this Miss Yurong differently than other women. ”

The deputy commander standing beside him jumped his eyelids and said: What is the difference, it's just a world of difference, okay! Usually my own general, that is the one who wants to retreat when he sees a woman, okay! He has not married a wife or concubine after he is over 21 years old, and rumors are spreading in the court that the general is a broken sleeve, so the saint does not care, if the saint is a stubborn one, how can he reuse the general for more than ten years?

"She's funny." Yang Yanchen didn't deny it, and after thinking about it for a long time, he touched his chin and said such a sentence.

The Praetorian Guard, who spoke, swallowed. Only quietly observed his expression.

In the room.

Yurong sat in front of the mirror, carefully peeled off the skin of the yellow-faced woman's image, and then picked up a charcoal pen and carefully traced her eyebrows.

Rong Yuan's face couldn't help but darken. Why does she have to dress up if she wants to face the saint?

Yurong raised the top of her eyebrows, looking at the extra sharpness on her face, she was satisfied with her diǎndiǎn head, and then went to trace the eyebrows on the other side.

Rong Yuan has always been a man of action, he got up and took a handkerchief from her, dipped it in tea and was about to wipe her eyebrows, Yurong hurriedly held down his hand. At once he understood that he was eating, and his slender fingertips smeared a diǎn charcoal powder from his eyebrows on his eyebrows, and said, "I'm not afraid of meeting Princess Fenyang." Don't be jealous, good. "After all, the face that Princess Fenyang can see is that face!

She raised her head and smiled at him, "See if I'm beautiful?" ”

Her delicate little face has never been powdered, and this curved willow eyebrows make her draw an upward line of eyebrows. Pink lips are bright red. The corners of the mouth are hooked, and there is a fierce and domineering beauty that makes people ripple physically and mentally.

"Looks good." After Rong Yuan finished speaking, he leaned down and took her lips, Yurong was helpless about his attribute of playing hooligan anytime and anywhere, remembering that Yang Yanchen and the others were still waiting outside, she reached out and pushed him, and said, "Hmm, Yang Yanchen, um"

Is this kissing me on the lips and thinking about someone else?

Rong Yuan pressed the back of her head with one hand. and he gave her no more a chance to speak.

After a while, Yurong looked at the red in the mirror that was obviously not caused by honey. couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and raised his hand to tear off one of his public faces.

"I think there are few women in the world who can resist Rong Shizi's face." Yu Rong was angry and vented at him, but this time she had another idea, she looked at Rong Yuan with a playful face.

Without waiting for Rong Yuan to answer, she raised her index finger and blocked his mouth: "Helping the lady block the peach blossoms or something is the obligation that the husband must fulfill." She naturally knew that the probability of meeting Princess Fenyang was very low, but in addition to being low-key, they were mainly trying to conceal their identities.

He sighed lightly: "Rong'er is so beautiful to go to meet others, it's really vinegar to think about being a husband." ”

This is the first time he confessed to being jealous, Yurong's heart moved slightly, and he slowly leaned towards his lips, and he was about to kiss him, but there was a knock on the door. She winked at Rong Yuan: "I owe it first." ”

Rong Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Double." ”

"Loot while it's hot! Deal! Yurong closed her eyes very sadly, and Rong Yuan got up at this time, took her hand and opened the door.

As soon as the two went out, the Praetorian Guards at the door couldn't help but gasp, thinking that the two people in the house had been dropped, the white-clothed man was as warm as jade, but there was a faint indifferent temperament on his body, as if all living beings could not enter his unfathomable eyes; The girl in pink on the side has a slender figure, long black hair, and a pretty face that is awe-inspiring and domineering, beautiful and wild.

Sone and beauty, what a match made in heaven. Everyone just stared blankly, and they were all speechless for a while.

Yang Yanchen approvingly: "Rong Shizi is still peerless. ”

"Passing the prize." Rong Yuan is not salty and does not light the return.

"You, on the other hand, seem to be a little more flamboyant than usual." Yang Yanchen looked at Yurong and said meaningfully.

Yurong looked at his head without modesty, and asked generously, "General Yang, please lead the way, right?" ”

Yang Yanchen smiled, then turned around and walked forward.

Rong Yuan took Yurong's hand and walked unhurriedly, and a team of Praetorian Guards came back to their senses and followed behind the two.

This way can be regarded as brushing his face to the extreme, with General Yang opening the way in front of him, followed by the Praetorian Guards, and holding a natural luminous figure beside him, Rong Yuan Yurong calmly glanced at the gaze cast on the street, and grinned at Rong Yuan: "Guess who they are looking at?" ”

"There is only one truth!" Yurong made a small face and said solemnly: "That is naturally the gorgeous and unparalleled me who has captivated the country and the city!" ”

"Rong'er who is a husband is naturally beautiful," Rong Yuan paused, looked at her face full of "yes, yes", and said again: "In the future, this beautiful husband will be hidden." ”

Yurong: Was she really happy too early?

The Imperial Study of the Xihu Palace.

A man in black was kneeling in a dark corner, whispering something to the young emperor on the dragon couch.

The emperor was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, his eyebrows were slightly raised, the bridge of his nose was high, his complexion was fair, his thin lips were tightened, and the expression on his face became more and more serious. Rao is like this, it still makes people feel that this is a beautiful man who looks so much better than most beauties, and the domineering and killing decisiveness of the emperor's house is combined with his young appearance, and there is no sense of disobedience.

The cinnabar pen in his hand slowly tightened, and finally stopped the hand of reviewing and folding, the pen was paused, and he raised his head and asked expressionlessly: "Did you really hear General Yang personally say that the woman was interesting?" (To be continued.) )

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