In this life, people can sleep with a person who loves themselves or the life they love, and there is no regret in dying together.

Ping'er returned to Yin'an Hall after a short stop in the Funing Palace, at this time the banquet between King Fu and Ximen Yonghao and others was also about to end, King Fu and everyone talked about the wine, the Buddha did not have the slightest mustard, the hall was full of words, clinking glasses, but also beautiful, in fact, they knew each other, this qiē just looked very beautiful. About half an hour later, the banquet officially ended, Ping'er instructed the maids and women to remove the remnants of the table, and then instructed another group of people to hurry up and serve tea to everyone, and it was a busy time, during which Ping'er noticed that Ximen Yonghao looked at his eyes, but he pretended to be indifferent to this Ping'er, she didn't give this man a place in her heart, even so, why give him the slightest hope, Ping'er didn't want to hurt anyone, she just wanted to guard the emotion in her heart, However, for this Simon Yonghao, who is a few years younger than herself and looks like a younger brother to her, the only thing she can do now is to sneer at him and completely extinguish the fire of his desire, only in this way will they not hurt each other, because they are destined to be enemies who hate each other. King Fu drank tea with everyone for a while, and then everyone was about to get up and say goodbye, King Fu did not get up to send Ximen Yonghao and Tang Lei and others, but to the Shangguan Tianjue and Ping'er around you to the king, the two of them were ordered to send people out of the palace, at this time the night was deep, it was late autumn, the cold outside the style of the blow, it hurt a little to touch the skin of the person, and saw Ximen Yonghao and others go away one by one, Ping'er and Tianjue came back this time, and walked towards the house in the thick night, and the two little girls held lanterns for them on the side.

King Fu drank a lot of wine tonight, and he was slightly drunk at this time.

"They're all gone?" King Fu saw that Tianjue and He'er had returned, so he asked, "It's all gone." Tianjue hurriedly replied.

King Fu looked at Ping'er with drunken eyes, muttered for a moment, and asked in an intentional or unintentional tone; "In the middle, Ximen Yonghao has been away from the table for a long time, if this king guesses correctly, he is specially out for you."

Ping'er didn't deny it, and the faint answer seemed to be that he couldn't hide anything from Chitose, which was true, but I still decisively rejected him.

King Fu nodded with satisfaction when he heard this, "It's good for you to do this, this king thinks that he Ximen Yonghao is a butterfly among flowers, but I didn't expect him to be obsessed with you, this guy is both good looks and talent are appreciated by this king, but I can't use it!" King Fu showed a look of regret that he couldn't get it, "Why should Chitose feel sorry for such people, your subordinates are full of talents, what does Ximen Yonghao calculate." "Shangguan Tian never has the kind of good impression and appreciation of Ximen Yonghao that King Fu, first, Ximen Yonghao's martial arts are not as good as his own, and secondly, this Ximen Yonghao is weak-hearted, because of his confidant feelings with Leng Rujin, so that the sky absolutely hates Ximen Yonghao, and he wants to avoid it.

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As if she learned that after the banquet was dispersed, she hurriedly instructed the maid Cuicui to prepare the decanting soup, she knew that King Fu must have drunk a lot of wine tonight, so she prepared the decanting soup for him in advance, although she was not completely sure whether King Fu would come tonight, but whether she came or not, she had to be prepared.

Cuicui had just brought the decanting soup for a while, and King Fu came, and with a wave of his sleeve, he ordered the girls in the room to withdraw, he had always been like this, and he didn't want to have idle people waiting for him when he got along with Wanruo, unless it was their baby daughter, even Ping'er was no exception.

Since King Fu walked in, he smelled the strong smell of wine, and after King Fu sat down, he hurriedly put the decanting soup in his hand, and the gentle Yi Chuan quickly drank the decanting soup, so that your stomach will feel better. King Fu took the sobering soup and put it on the table in front of him, "I'm not drunk." There's no need for this. Fu Wang has never admitted that he is drunk, as if he has become accustomed to this, she brought the soup again, sat down next to Fu Wang, like coaxing a child, I know you are not drunk, but drinking this will really feel better, why do you bother to let the stomach and intestines withstand the fire of wine, quickly drink the soup, she put the soup on Fu Wang's lips while speaking, Fu Wang is similar to a child at this time, indifferent to Wan Ruo's warm persuasion, "You just drink it, if you don't drink it, I won't allow you to touch me for three days." As if he knew that this trick would definitely work, and sure enough, when King Fu heard that it was like this, he had to obediently take the soup over and test the temperature, and felt that it was just right, and after a while, a bowl of soup went down. King Fu put down the soup bowl and scooped up a handkerchief to help him wipe the traces from his mouth.

"So you're satisfied." King Fu hugged Wanruo and let him sit in his arms.

As if smiling, I did this qiē for your own good, and it seems that you have a good time at this banquet.

King Fu hooked the corners of his lips, his expression was slightly complicated, and he sighed, there is nothing to be happy with, just play on the spot, you also know which one is with this king except Tang Lei, Ximen Yonghao is not necessary, and Li Gui is the protégé of Ximen Donghai, but Liu Qing belongs to the wall grass, this king has always loved talents, although Ximen Yonghao is young, but his words and deeds are very measured, Wen Taowu is also very outstanding, and he has the style of a father, but unfortunately he can't be used by me, it will be a big trouble in the future.

It seems that the expression of King Fu can be seen that he appreciates Ximen Yonghao, and hurriedly comforts that since you know that it doesn't belong to you, why bother to think about it, no matter how many things you like in the world, do you have to take it into your pocket? I think you'd better be a little less greedy.

King Fu was slightly displeased when he heard this, "What do you mean by this?" ”

As if she saw that she had made the Fu King unhappy by her wrong words, she did not apologize at all, and was still as calm and calm as ever, "I should read the Buddhist scriptures and temper your mind, which will not only reduce your greed, but also make your irritable heart feel peaceful, and peace of mind can last for a long time." In the face of Wanruo's kind persuasion, King Fu was very disapproving, "This king is not in the mood to practice, by the way, how is Chunxiang's girl?" King Fu didn't want to have an argument with Wanruo and ruin the peace at this time, so the conversation changed.

As if hearing King Fu ask Chunxiang about himself, a trace of distress passed over his face, and he was still thinking about it, what can she do, she has lost her body and is destined to be born as Tang Lei's ghost, I hope you can really reuse Tang Lei in the future and let Chunxiang live a good life.

King Fu saw that he felt so sorry for a girl, he was very disdainful, "Isn't it just a girl, why are you so sad, in the future, as long as Tang Lei and I get rid of Ximen Yonghao, I can return to Beijing alive, he will be able to marry Chunxiang in the media, and a girl can be promised to a new branch list to be the main house is her creation, and then this king looks at Tang Lei's steady and calm, unlike Ximen Yonghao's smooth people, although his appearance and family background are not as good as Ximen Yonghao's seven points, but he is mature and sophisticated, Chunxiang is still not satisfied, Women need a home after all. It was as if seeing the indifference and ruthlessness of King Fu when he arrived at Chunxiang made her heart ache, "In the eyes of your emperor's family, a girl is like a grass and a tree, but it is not the case with me, whether it is a girl or a master, it is a baby born by her mother in October, and it is also like a baby." ”

"If I know that you have always valued love and righteousness, and regard love as the only one, but don't be too affectionate, love what you love." King Fu reminded him meaningfully, as if of course he understood what the other party meant, and hoped that he could only be good to his own people like Murong Yichuan, and treat other people as grass and trees, but she couldn't do it.

The two of them talked for a while, and then washed up and went to bed.

King Fu was exhausted after asking for Wanruo, and after a while, he fell asleep deeply, but Wanruo couldn't sleep, she was still hugged very tightly by King Fu in her sleep, and she wanted to break free but was embarrassed. The autumn wind outside the window whined, like the whimper of a resentful woman, and the sycamore leaves outside the window fell in the wind, and the sound of the leaves falling seemed so lonely and miserable in this dark night. It is difficult to fall asleep at night, and she feels more and more lonely, but at this time she feels comfortable lying in the warm arms of King Fu, listening to the cold wind and feeling so happy at this time, just when she wants to fall asleep, the words in the man's dream make her burn sleepiness disappear in an instant.

"What qualifications do you have to disobey this king, what qualifications do you have to pretend to be high, you are no longer the noble woman you were at the beginning, what this king can want you is your creation, your creation." Although King Fu's words in the dream were very soft, and not so clear, he seemed to hear them very clearly, every word and sentence were like a dagger slowly inserted into his heart, and tears instantly slipped silently.

As if he knew that King Fu still cared about his own ** thing in his heart, and even he might suspect that he had a skin-to-skin relationship with Zhongli Wenjun before, and this time he and the emperor were in the Tianxiang Teahouse, although he didn't mention it on the surface, but he could feel the resentment in his heart, since he learned about it, he has been desperately asking for himself for several nights recently, without the gentleness he once had, if he is ruthless, if he is a tool to vent his resentment in his heart and body**, However, if this qiē is endured, who has made herself unclean, what qualifications does a woman who has lost her temperament ask her husband to be as affectionate as wine, and he can still pour out the world for himself, and what is the dissatisfaction of not staining her? As if trying hard to bury that sense of humiliation in the bottom of her heart, she still smiled in front of him, desperately trying to cater to him and warm him, this qiē can only rely on her strong heart to support, but she is a woman after all, with unspeakable weakness, one by one qiē injuries and pains can only be completely released when no one is around, and every time I dream back at midnight, those pains and sorrows are scattered like soldiers who have lost their armor, and they can't do anything to control them