Yan Xu glared at her with disgust, and said in a humming voice: "My family's ancestral home is Fujian, but since the queen mother entered the palace, her family has moved to Changping, and there are only a few distant relatives in Fujian. When the queen mother entered the palace, Jing Anhou had not yet been transferred to Fujian. “

Linglong blinked, pretending not to see the disgust in Yan Xu's eyes, lying flat on the pillow, looking at the silver silk ball containing spices hanging in the inner corner of the tent.

In this way, the queen mother and Jing'an Hou Mao Daming will not be childhood sweethearts. They knew each other, and it should be after the queen entered the palace, when the queen was the crown princess, and there was no chance to know Mao Daming, until now she succeeds to the throne, and the queen enters Yonghua Palace, she may know Mao Daming at the time of the court, but because of her identity, there will be no intersection.

The Mao family was only used more than ten years ago, and before that, there was only one title left, and it was not up to par, and it was similar to the situation of the few remaining nobles of the Dawu Dynasty.

When Mao Daming was sent to Fujian, he only had the opportunity to enter Beijing once every three years, and at this time, even if the queen mother knew him, she would not have any contact.

No, no, although Mao Daming and his sons went to Fujian, the daughters of the Mao family still stayed in the capital.

Mrs. Mao's maiden name is Mao Qinghuan, and she is the eldest daughter of Mao Daming, Marquis of Jing'an.

And Mrs. Mao is still one of the few women who can speak in front of the queen.

Perhaps, the friendship between the Mao family and the queen is only due to Mrs. Mao?

This matter seems to be the reason anyway, but for some reason, Linglong just feels a little far-fetched.

She would rather believe in the bloody relationship between the queen's mother-in-law and Mao Daming than doubt Mao Daming's vision.

The Mao family is the founding noble, and it is also one of the few noble families still alive.

That is to say, in the hundreds of years since the Great Wu Dynasty, the Mao family has not stood in the wrong line, not once, they have judged the situation and have not stood on the cusp like the Gu family, nor have they tossed their titles like the other ones. The impostor survives steadily and has been supported to this day.

And this generation of Jing'an Hou Mao Daming is not the second ancestor who relies on his ancestors to eat and has not experienced wind and rain, he is a handsome man who leads troops to fight and commands Ruoding.

Such a person is what all princes want to woo, but he chose Yan Xu, a prince who suffers from strict facial blindness and was put on hold when he was four or five years old.

If he wants to coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes one day, and after supporting the new emperor to ascend the throne, and then set up the emperor to regent himself, it is feasible to use the strength of the Mao family, but Yan Xu has grown up in the sight of the Mao family since he was a child, and the Mao family knows him even better than his father Emperor Jingwen, Yan Xu is stubborn and willful, not a person without opinions, if Mao Daming wants to control him in the palm of his hand, it is almost impossible.

Mao Daming would not use the strength of the entire family to make such an impossible risky move.

What is the reason why he is so fond of Yan Xu?

Linglong couldn't think clearly.

She was so engrossed in her mind that she didn't notice that Yan Xu was glaring at her. "What kind of nonsense did you read when I wasn't there?" Yan Xu asked.

It's just that I think the popular words in the market are too improper, so Prince Rui invited someone to write a book for his own lady to read, and he asked people to write the most suitable books for her to read.

There is absolutely no such thing as teaching people to gossip about their mother-in-law.

Linglong was stunned.

Since Yan Xu asked her like this, she guessed that she was thinking about the relationship between the queen and the marquis Mao.

Why did he guess it right away?

Then there is only one reason, that is, he has thought about it too!

Linglong didn't continue to ask, she threw herself into Yan Xu's arms: "I'm sleepy, I can't go again tomorrow when I sleep, I'll be unhappy I'm not happy today." ”

The corners of Yan Xu's mouth curled, the little thing learned to be coquettish, this progress is too fast, the last time she was in the study, she had seduced him and made him dizzy, and now she took the initiative to give her a hug, this happiness doesn't come too quickly, this king is about to be dizzy.

When Linglong woke up in the morning, Yan Xu was by her side.

It may be that he hasn't slept well for a while, Yan Xu slept very soundly, and even snored slightly, he only snored when he was very tired, and the sound was not loud, and it was not boring.

She tiptoed to her feet, and as she stepped past him, he grabbed her calf.

Her calves were white and slender, her ankles were full of suffocation, Yan Xu's eyes were still closed, but her hands were not released.

"If you don't let me go, you're running around again." It's like a reprimand, and it's like flirting.

Linglong was caught by him like this, her pretty face was flushed, although she had been in the round room for a while, she was still not used to being intimate with him during the day.

"I'll go to the kitchen and make you breakfast." The breakfast in the small kitchen has been prepared since last night, and Linglong's so-called breakfast is just to add one or two things that the prince likes.

Yan Xu took it seriously, he opened his eyes, pulled Linglong back to his side, and said softly: "Don't make your hands rough, let them do it." ”

Linglong hummed, her face pressed against his chest, and the tip of her nose was her familiar refreshing taste, warm and clean if the morning sun was shining.

"There are still a few days left on the birthdays of my father and mother, I want to go to Yongji Temple tomorrow to offer incense, will you go with me?"

The matter of going to Yongji Temple has been decided, and Yongji Temple has been informed, and the temple should have been arranged.

It's just that Linglong didn't expect Yan Xu to come back suddenly, there is Master Zhijue living in Yongji Temple, he is the youngest son of the first emperor and Yan Xu's imperial uncle. He was not crowned king before he became a monk, and Emperor Jingwen wanted to give him a title when he was ten years old in Jingwen, but Zhijue declined. Emperor Jingwen gave him a robe and a Zen staff. Although Zhijue did not have the title of imperial gift, the only prince of the Dawu Dynasty who escaped into the empty gate by his side had already become a fairy-like figure in the mouths of the people.

Linglong wants to go to incense, so she doesn't have to ask Yan Xu to agree, the reason why she asked him if he would go with him is because of Master Zhijue, maybe Yan Xu also wants to visit Uncle Huang.

She didn't expect Yan Xu to agree.

"Okay, I haven't played chess with him for a long time, don't look at him as an outsider, but he likes to drink the big red robe. It's a pity that it's spring, so I can only bring him some from last fall, and you can bring some to him. ”

Linglong nodded in response, suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile: "The string of red coral Buddha beads I often wear is a gift from Master Zhijue, and if the prince can find something comparable to it in the future, we will also give it to the master." ”

The smile on Yan Xu's face was deeper, with a bit of teasing.

"He has a lot of good things in his hands, and he doesn't miss ours, you don't have to remember it, he's afraid he forgot it himself."

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It's been two or three chapters, and the tide is coming, don't worry. (To be continued.) )