Yun Ruofan and Chu Boya did not stay to attend the birthday banquet. The former is to avoid Princess Yunshu, and the latter is because of the perennial fasting, and the smell of wine and meat is not smelled.

The two talked and laughed all the way, but Yun Ruofan suddenly stopped when he walked out of the tree-lined path.

Chu Boya didn't know what was going on with Wenyu, so he followed his line of sight, suddenly turned to the side, and silently recited in his heart: Amitabha!

Yun Ruofan saw the two figures in front of him, hugged each other stupidly, and an inexplicable love surged into his heart, which actually made him taste what it means to have mixed tastes for the first time.

Chu Boya closed his eyes slightly, even if it was a man and a woman, in broad daylight, they couldn't be so unscrupulous, not to mention that both of them were men...... Jian Ke's eyes closed slightly, her heart was full of a sense of nothingness, and she couldn't help but live upstairs to Feng Lian.

The four red lips were tightly clinging to each other, their heads were tilted sideways, their beautiful eyes were open, and two figures appeared in their eyes.

Feng Lian knew that there was someone behind him, but he was unmoved, and his big palm supported the struggling person, and deepened the kiss as if no one was around.

Going to die, going to die!

Damn Feng Lian, if you don't stop when you are bumped into, you are really ashamed!

Jian Ke was very unhappy in his heart, and bit his thin lower lip fiercely, forcing Feng Lian to stop this bad act.

Ever since he first tasted the seductive taste of Ke'er, he couldn't help but be obsessed with kissing her, and whenever he had the opportunity, he would indulge in her sweetness.

"Someone!"

Jian Ke gasped slightly, pushed him away shyly, his eyes turned to the side, not daring to look at the eyes of the two people.

Feng Lian saw that her little face was slightly red, and her slightly red and swollen cherry lips were crystal clear, this was simply a visual impact, disturbing their intimacy, it was really damned!

Looking back at the person behind him, his narrow eyes became deeper and deeper, and he quietly took Ke'er's soft thorn and strode towards the cruise ship.

He had slender legs and walked like the wind.

Why are you so tall when you have nothing to do?

Jian Ke couldn't keep up with him with some difficulty: "Walk slowly, hey, you should walk slowly!" ”

Yun Ruofan watched the two of them board the cruise ship, and then walked to the gangplank of his own boat, thinking in his heart, what qualifications is he awkward, he is an upright couple, what is he?

He's nothing!

If it can break through this displacement, Dajing has the strength to follow Zheng He's example and go to the Western Ocean, expedition to the Daliang Sea, and open up an unprecedented diplomatic path...... Jian Ke stood on the deck and licked his aching red lips, blaming the culprit in his heart.

She has changed back into women's clothes in the cruise ship, a white cardigan gown, tulle wide sleeves are slightly transparent, a bandeau dress lined with white brocade, the skirt is mopping the floor, a pair of slender legs loom in the skirt, the white gauze flies in the wind, and she is as holy as a fairy flying from the heavenly palace.

Feng Lian was a little tired, dizzy leaning on the carved cabin door, looking at the figure of Jing Ru from a distance, a moment ago he was a suave little boy, but this moment he was as beautiful as a fairy.

Ke'er is sometimes calm, calm and sophisticated, just like a person who has gone through vicissitudes of life; Sometimes she is like a leisurely and elegant lady, dignified and virtuous, and there is no shortage of playful and lovely times, and I can't help but wonder what kind of woman I married.

Back home, it was already sunset, and the night was like an intruder of the day, without a trace of pity for the remnant sun.

Feng Lian broke his promise and didn't have dinner with her, which made Jian Ke a little annoyed.

Danqing hadn't seen Niangniang all day today, and knew that she was going out with the prince, so she wasn't worried about anything, but she found that Niangniang had been sulking after dinner, and she knew who annoyed this little ancestor if she thought about it.

Jian Ke sat in front of the dressing mirror and combed her hair, wearing a translucent tulle dress, the red belly pocket was clearly visible, and she was only wearing crescent-colored satin pants on her lower body, barefoot, and her hands were lightly raised, looking at the face in the bronze mirror that was all over the country without makeup, and she was combing green silk for a while.

Danqing took the silver half-moon comb in Niangniang's hand, skillfully smoothed the black silk that grew to the ground for Niangniang, and comforted her softly: "Niangniang, don't be unhappy, the prince may have been delayed by urgent matters." ”

"Is it the battlefield 800 miles of military intelligence, or is someone rebelling? Don't even have time to eat? ”

Jian Ke snorted coldly, and angrily threw the peony gold hairpin into the jewelry box.

The plain white fingers touched the stinging lip flap, and couldn't help but get close to the bronze mirror, and found that there was some broken skin on the thin lips, and muttered a low curse: "Dead man, no matter how serious!" ”

Danqing swallowed his saliva, didn't dare to look up at the tantrum Niangniang, and said in his heart: What earth-shattering bad thing did the prince do to make Niangniang so angry?

It was night Jian Ke waited until midnight, Feng Lian didn't go back to Fenglou to sleep, he already had some feelings for him, and now he was really angry.

Negative, decided not to wait for the door, and fell asleep groggy.

The scene suddenly turned, and in a short time, the door suddenly opened, and a man walked in, bringing in a summer night breeze.

She was shocked to see herself wearing a pale yellow middle coat, sitting quietly in the bright yellow soft couch, surrounded by bright yellow curtains, her eyelashes were furled, and she walked barefoot towards the man.

"Wait for him again?"

I couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but the cold voice sounded clearly in my ears.

When she heard this, she turned around and sat back on the soft couch in frustration, with indescribable majesty on her little face.

The man was faintly visible through the tent, and his navy blue plain robe was faintly visible, and he said with a slight hoarseness: "Your Majesty, Xuanyi has bad intentions, you must not guard against it!" ”

She didn't seem to hear it, she didn't make a sound, everyone was the same, as long as she could get pregnant, she lay down on her back, and she tightly grasped the bright yellow brocade quilt under her body.

When the man saw her like this, he stopped talking, raised his right hand, put out the candlelight in the room, and went to the bed.

"Boom!"

Thunder, lightning and thunder, illuminated the whole room, and also her desperate face.

When the man came up, she grabbed the tent at the head of the bed with her hand, refusing to look at his face.

The man glanced at her underneath him, and his slender fingers untied the few clothes left on her body.

She hurriedly covered her chest with one hand: "No need. ”

Then close your eyes tightly: "That's it." ”

The man paused, didn't say anything, pulled her satin pants, covered her body, and finally asked her in a dumb voice: "Is the emperor really just to have an heir?" ”

She didn't answer, turned her head to the side, closed her eyes, and tried to recall Xuanyi's face, trying to recall, but the jade finger quietly scratched the brocade under her...... Lightning and thunder, thunder rolling, tonight's rain seems to be particularly heavy, especially loud "Boom! ”

A thunderclap woke her up from her sleep.

Jian Ke sat up suddenly, his fingertips subconsciously rubbed his eyebrows and temples, because his brain was very chaotic, and his heart was panicked for no reason, and his forehead was full of sweat.

Why is it obviously a dream, but it is so confirmed that she actually had an emperor's dream, and it is still an imperfect spring dream.

Reaching out to explore the side, but there was no trace of heat, Feng Lian did not return to the room all night.

On the day of Li, for breakfast, Jian Ke intentionally or unintentionally inquired about where Feng Lian went last night.

Except for the return from the previous battle of Southern Xia, he disappeared for a few days, and after that, if he went out for something, he would definitely inform her, but somehow, she just felt that Feng Lian must have something.

Yu Fan told Niangniang what he heard: "Niangniang, the prince was in the study all night last night. ”

In the study?

There are really so many government affairs, he has to go to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat?

Jian Ke took a sip of porridge, her eyes staring at the chubby lotus paste bun, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Niangniang, Feiyan is back, and he came back with Sect Master Fu."

Yu Fan always felt that this matter was strange, Feiyan had always been elusive, and he had never left the prince for so long.

"Really?"

Jian Ke wiped the corners of his mouth, raised his eyes to look at Yu Fan, who was kneeling on one knee, and said, "Tell me, what do you think is wrong?" ”

Yu Fan scratched his head, and said after a long time: "The point is that he brought back Sect Master Fu, and his subordinates suspect that the prince is uncomfortable, and besides, it is not a minor illness!" ”

Sure enough, it's not stupid!

Jian Ke nodded with satisfaction and instructed Danqing: "Prepare some porridge and side dishes, and I'll send them to the prince in a while." ”

Let's find out what is real.

"Yes, the slave will prepare."

Dan Qingfu retreated.

Jian Ke carried the lunch box and walked towards the study, entering the door, but Feng Lian was nowhere to be seen.

The little boy waiting for the door of the study said, "Niangniang, the prince has gone to the court!" ”

Jian Ke looked outside the door, the scorching sun was shining in the sky, and he was still in the court at this hour?

"Have you seen Sect Master Fu?"

Xiao Tong shook his head, he is young, only ten years old, and the time to come here on an errand is not enough, where do you know what Sect Master Fu is?

"Do you not know who Sect Master Fu is, or have you never seen an old man?"

Jian Ke asked patiently.

Xiao Tong shook his head and nodded again: "Niangniang mean, that old man with a long beard to his stomach?" ”

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Jian Ke was stunned for a moment, it was indeed like this: "It's the old man, have you seen him?" ”

Xiao Tong nodded definitely this time: "I left early, and I went with the prince!" ”

"He doesn't live in Juxian Pavilion?"

The last time Sect Master Fu came over, he stayed in the palace.

"Nope!"

The boy shook his head like a wave drum.

Jian Ke handed the food box to Xiao Tong, touched his little head, and whispered, "This reward is for you, take it back and eat it!" ”

The little boy took the food box, smiled, didn't wait for the door, turned around and left.

He felt that the people in the entire palace were the best, and the sister beside Niangniang was also good, and Concubine Qin didn't treat him well as Niangniang.

In the huge study, the bookcase is full of unapproved folds, and he opens an article at will: "Supervising the Imperial History Bai Yunzhiqi: Weichen visited Liangzhou, and it was verified that Xu Yi, the magistrate of Liangzhou, was privately printed and handed over, and his crime should be punished, and Wechen hereby presents the saint...... Look to the Holy Heavens and ask the Holy Judge ......"