Wei Guifei hurriedly said: "Queen Mother, leave the matter of the decree to the concubines!" The concubine sent someone to deliver the decree, and by the way, it was okay to take a good look at the future daughter-in-law. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Besides, where are the Nine Emperors, the concubines still have some things to instruct. ”

"Okay, I know that your mother and son are connected, and I want to see my future daughter-in-law, and I want to see my future daughter-in-law, so let's go!" The Queen Mother didn't want to take care of this idle matter.

Concubine Wei asked Feiliu to hold the holy decree and salute the Queen Mother: "Then the concubine will retire first." ”

"Congratulations to the concubine!" Ye Rongrong also saluted.

After Concubine Wei left, the Queen Mother patted Ye Rongrong's hand: "Rongrong, it's a pity that you have no fate with King Jing, if you don't only look at Yang Zhaowu, in fact, King Jing is not bad." ”

"Uncle and grandmother, our Ye family has a queen, and now it is the queen mother, if Rongrong remarries King Jing, I am afraid that the saint will not be able to tolerate the Ye family. This is also the reason why Rongrong would rather live in the temple for a long time, I like Yang Zhaowu very well, good for everyone! Ye Rongrong pretended to understand the righteousness and seek perfection.

"I've wronged you, it's hard for you to think so thoroughly! The Ye family has been demoted from a duke to an earl, after all, your grandfather is not a holy uncle, and the mourning family is not a holy mother, and the future appearance of the Ye family depends on you! ”

The Holy Lord is in accordance with the rules of the ancestors, and the Queen Mother cannot have any objections.

"Uncle and grandmother, I heard my grandfather say that in order to protect the Holy Lord and the God of War Prince, your two princes were not saved. It is right for the saint to be filial to you now, why didn't he give Cheng'an Bofu a little more decency? Grandfather is also a descendant, huh? Ye Rongrong still doesn't understand these old things.

The Queen Mother said melancholy: "Silly girl, the mourning family and your grandfather are from the same mother's cousin." At that time, the queen's sister was terminally ill, and the Ye family needed someone to enter the palace to take care of the two princes, so there was no way to correct your grandmother and let the mourning family enter the palace as a daughter. ”

Speaking of which, the Queen Mother seemed to think of the harem filled with gunpowder again, and she struggled every step after entering the palace, and the two princes were stillborn. Fortunately, the emperor liked Ah Yuan and attached great importance to the saint, so she and they supported each other, so she had the last laugh.

The Queen Mother sighed secretly and continued: "Later, when the Holy Lord ascended the throne, he named your great-grandfather as the Duke of Cheng'an. But after the death of your great-grandfather, according to the Dasheng law, he should have been demoted to a marquis, and his stepwife and son-in-law who can be corrected will be demoted to another level, so when your grandfather inherits the title, it is Chenganbo. ”

"But Rongrong heard that my grandfather's invitation to the son of the world was left by the saint and not sent."

The Queen Mother smiled: "That's the Holy One is competing with the Mourning Family, don't worry, the Mourning Family is well, and the excerpt will be approved tomorrow!" ”

"That's good, I don't know when Xie Yixin will come?" Ye Rongrong couldn't wait to see it, Xie Yixin knew what King Jing looked like when he was given marriage!

Xie Yixin, who was remembered by Ye Rongrong, is now enjoying flowers with Yang Zhaowu in Xiangshan.

Although Yang Zhaowu took Xie Yixin out to play, he didn't want to be seen by too many people, so he came to Xiangshan with his heart.

Now Xiangshan is the time when the mountain flowers are blooming, and the wild flowers all over the mountain are simple and unpretentious but delicate and lovely, and the colors are dizzying.

Today, Xie Yixin only asked Mama Li to pull a goose bun with half of her hair on the back of her head, and the rest was scattered behind her back.

A pair of eight-treasure glazed hairpins were inserted on the goose bun at random, and a purple jade tassel that liked the plum tip swayed, and when he walked, the tassel shook the falling purple jade beads, which was very cute.

Coupled with the body she was wearing, the pink streamer brocade was shining in the sun, shimmering and beautiful when walking, and Yang Zhaowu was a little swaying from time to time.

The delicate and lovely heart in my memory, why is it suddenly so beautiful?

Why is that the style and bearing of that body so unfamiliar? And that body is too well developed, right? Wrapped in a silky streamer, a man will take a second glance.

Yang Zhaowu fell into deep doubts, when did he have this charming body with a pure and delicate heart?

Whether it is her smile or every move, it is naturally charming, and people can't help but have cranky thoughts. Yang Zhaowu thought that even he was not exempt from vulgarity, and it was no wonder that Jun Feifei and King Jing were like two pugs, circling around their hearts!

The breeze is coming, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, compared to Yang Zhaowu's depression, Xie Yixin is like a happy bird, chirping non-stop.

The mountain road is steep and inaccessible, Xie Yixin can't walk anymore when she walks, her thin grease powder face is ruddy, and there are one or two beads of sweat on her small nose.

"Brother Zhaowu, I can't walk!" Xie Yixin sat casually on a stone on the side of the road and refused to leave again.

When Yang Zhaowu came back to his senses, he saw a beautiful picture of a tired beauty.

Xie Yixin sat there, his chest rose and fell sharply, his cheeks were ruddy, his lips were slightly open, and his eyes as black as glass looked at him watery.

This made Yang Zhaowu's heartbeat rush and accelerate, and it was beating uncontrollably!

He inexplicably felt a little dry mouth, and unconsciously licked his lips and said, "Xinxin, you can't walk, what should I do?" ”

"Brother Zhaowu, you carry me!" The delicate and soft voice made Yang Zhaowu in a trance see the five or six-year-old little round ball, and it was the same, "Brother Zhaowu, carry me on your back!" ”

The line of defense that Yang Zhaowu held in his heart was broken at once, this is the heart sister he grew up with his own hands, what is there to taboo?

"Come, Brother Zhaowu carries you." Yang Zhaowu turned around in front of Xie Yixin as when he was a child, squatting slightly with his feet, "Come up." ”

"Yay!" With a cheer, Xie Yixin stood up suddenly, jumped on Yang Zhaowu's back without hesitation, put his hands on his shoulders naturally, and grabbed Yang Zhaowu's waist with a jump of his feet.

According to his previous habits, Yang Zhaowu straightened his waist, put his hand on Xie Yixin's little ass, and when he lifted it up, he suddenly found that he was wrong!

The heart sister is no more, the original heart sister is no longer the one behind her, the little meat ball that is round all over her body. It's a big girl with a slender posture, convex and backward, and fully developed!

The breath in his ears is like an orchid, and behind his hardness, there are two soft balls that cannot be ignored, and what he is holding in his hand is a beautiful buttocks with excellent elasticity and soft and upright.

Yang Zhaowu was struck by lightning, and he stood there, not daring to move!

"Brother Zhaowu, let's go?"

Xie Yixin on her back didn't understand at all, Yang Zhaowu's heart turned a thousand times, and she was immersed in Brother Zhaowu's hard-won kiss. Seeing that Yang Zhaowu stood still, he couldn't help but hug his thick neck, vertically up, and clamped it.

This longitudinal, this clip, the soft touch on Yang Zhaowu's back is even more obvious, and the indescribable beauty of the two masses collided on Yang Zhaowu's hard and broad back. The contrast between softness and hardness made people unable to ignore and moved, and Yang Zhaowu, who had slender legs, couldn't help but tighten his hands.

This time, the elastic beautiful buttocks in his hands seemed to have been grabbed by Yang Zhaowu. The feel was soft and soft, with excellent elasticity, soft as boneless, but plump and full, Yang Zhaowu's hand trembled, and he quickly put Xie Yixin down.

Xie Yixin, a silly girl, didn't know anything about Yang Zhaowu's ups and downs.

She turned to look at Brother Zhaowu's crimson face, his resolute lips were tightly pursed, his forehead seemed to be beating with green tendons, his breathing was a little short, and something was rolling in his eyes.

"Brother Zhaowu, what's wrong with you?"