What is it?

It is worthy of him to put it on the table so solemnly, and he still shows a proud look. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Qi Qing'er was confused.

The pointed chin moved between the slender fingers of the Yan Song, and he reached out to pick up the sign-like cloth-like object.

After opening it, he was taken aback at first, then regained his composure, and looked at Yan Song with helpless eyes.

When Yan Song appeared in the Pure Princess Mansion, he was informal.

Not to mention in Qi Qing'er's own county lord's mansion.

He picked up one foot and stepped on the carved pear blossom warm couch, tapped the tip of his nose with one hand, and said: "It seems that I can't go back to Beijing, but the emperor wants to invite me back!" ”

He said it so unscrupulously.

It seems that the matter of assassinating the princess in the dense forest of Thorn Prefecture has long been left behind.

Qi Qing'er knew Yan Song's temperament very well.

At this time, it is useless to tell him the big reason that he can't go back to Beijing, and then again, he has returned to Beijing so many times, and it is natural that he comes to Haohao almost every time, in fact, he is also a master who knows proportion, but he is just reckless on the surface.

Qi Qing'er took a deep breath and said, "Then what do you want?" ”

"The emperor's grace is vast, and this is a bounty! Tut-tut....... This emperor Lao Er really takes a fancy to you, and even the person who saved you, he is so concerned. Yan Song continued his scoundrel appearance.

Qi Qing'er simply glanced at the palace lamp on the side, and stroked the white yarn on it with her hand.

said: "Is it that I was not named Jieyu, you are very disappointed?" ”

Yan Song's hand on the upturned leg was unintentionally tightened.

There was also a slight coldness between the eyebrows, but it was only a matter of half a second. He happily came to Qi Qing'er's side, and his movements were very natural to squeeze onto the warm couch where Qi Qing'er was sitting.

The space of the warm couch is more than enough for Qi Qing'er to sit alone, but two people can sit, plus Yan Song's relatively wide skeleton, this time he sat down, it was very crowded.

"If it's empty, you have to sit with me." Qi Qing'er let it go so much that she couldn't let it go any longer, and leaned over to support the desk behind her with her elbows.

Yan Song still giggled brightly.

After he sat down, he moved to Qi Qing'er's side, "Am I wrong?" This way over is your county lord's mansion is the newest and most luxurious, and the majestic and gorgeous gate is comparable to that of the prince of the East Palace. It seems that I just don't want to come back, and I should come back for the emperor's heart for you. ”

Qi Qing'er was squeezed so that she had nowhere to escape, her knees were pressed by Yan Song's hand, and she couldn't get up.

I struggled for a while, and I didn't want to spend any more useless effort.

Said: "Emperor Gao offered a reward to find you to return to Beijing, what he likes is nothing more than your medical skills, what does it have to do with me." ”

Yan Song suddenly stopped laughing.

The handsome face slowly approached Qi Qing'er, and the two bright eyeballs in the triangular eyes wandered between Qi Qing'er's bright eyes.

He approached unhurriedly, methodically, and little by little he enjoyed the process of approaching.

Until Qi Qing'er arrived, she was not at ease, and her hands were unconsciously protected on her chest.

Yan Songfang stopped and moved any further, stopping only a fraction of a minute away from Qi Qing'er.

Look at each other as they see themselves.

Half-paid, he reached out and hugged the back of her neck, and said in a low voice: "If you really become the emperor's woman, what do you say will happen to him, will he kill his father for you?!" ”

This sentence may sound like a question, but it has an undeniable affirmative tone.

Qi Qing'er saw the turbulence in Yan Song's eyes.

For what he said, Qi Qing'er was inexplicable, but still thought along with Yan Song's words.

She wondered, would her calm Junsheng brother make the crazy move of killing his father as Yan Song said?

If Emperor Gao arrives at this time, the one who has the will be the crown prince.

This is a truth that even she knows, and King Qi will only know better.

At this time, Emperor Gao had better be safe.

Therefore, he must not kill his father for her in this matter.

Once he did this, not to mention his own life, even the unjust case of the two families back then would not be able to see the light of day.

She analyzed for King Qi like this.

Deep in his heart, he was sad, especially at this time, Yan Song said affirmatively: "If it's me, I will definitely kill that dog emperor before you enter the palace!" ”

The tone was piercing.

Qi Qing'er suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

The current Yan Song is the person that Emperor Gao spent thousands of gold to find, according to his tone just now, he is going to go in this palace to have a look, at least to see the true face of Emperor Gao's Lushan. When the time comes......

She didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Yan Song, if you want to mess around like this, it's better to take me out of Beijing now." She was a little angry.

His slender fingers fluctuated her black hair on the back of Qi Qing'er's head, scratching her scalp numbly, half-paid, he said, "Leaving Beijing, it won't be fun." It's easy for me to find a valid reason to go back to Beijing now, and I can get close to your old people in the capital. The show has just begun, how can I be willing to take you away now! ”

He knew she was just a remark.

If she really left Beijing, she would be the first to regret it.

After all, before the unjust case is overturned, she will not be able to live a stable life.

He didn't want to see her unable to settle down, he wanted her to live without worries.

Otherwise, he was stupid and his brain was broken, so he helped her return to Beijing.

Qi Qing'er couldn't believe what Yan Song said, and her apricot eyes gradually became bloodshot, "Yan Song, you have always been cheerful and unrestrained, and there has never been anything that can restrain you." This capital is like a deep well, people outside will never know what is the dark and filthy sky in the deep well, it is enough for me to be alone, why do you bother to come in again. ”

"Are you the only one? With you and him alone, how can I rest assured. Yan Song raised his other hand, stroked the folds between her eyebrows, and said: "I have always been cheerful and unrestrained, that was before you mentioned that you wanted to return to Beijing, before I knew that there was another person in this deep well-like capital who you **** couldn't break your thoughts every night." ”

As he spoke, he began to get excited.

What would it be like for a man to know that in the sixteen years he had loved her, she had never loved him.

What's worse is that this person knows that his love is not as good as their previous love, and he still continues to love, without asking for anything in return, or even without asking for results, what kind of state of mind will it be.

The blood red in Yan Song's eyes appeared in an instant.

I don't know how long he suppressed such an emotion, and his flat voice turned into a low roar of injury.

"Do you know how cruel you are, forcing me to do what you want to do, what I don't want to do, and what's even more hateful, I have no way to refuse. Qi Qing'er, you demon ......"

In fact, he didn't know if she forced it, or if he was forcing himself.

Qi Qing'er's whole body trembled with his palm.

After all, she tortured the happy Yan Song to the way she is now.

She instinctively hugged him, comforted him, and put his head around her shoulder.

A gentle kiss fell on his forehead.

Yan Song felt the temperature on his forehead, and raised his head violently, Qi Qing'er couldn't avoid it, he had already kissed her lips like a flood beast.

After a long period of plundering and sucking, Fang calmed down a bit.

If the kiss is a good medicine for Yan Song, Qi Qing'er is not stingy with such a good medicine.

The domineering kiss gradually became gentle, gently rubbing between her soft lips, and his hand also fell to her waist with gravity, and then tightened little by little there.

Her waist is not full of grips, soft and lovely. (To be continued.) )