When Jun Moying returned to Fengyang Palace, he thought that some little thing would not listen to him, so he had to wait for him to come back and ask for the truth. Unexpectedly, when he entered the inner hall, the little man on the bed was already in a state of deep sleep.

The long black hair was scattered haphazardly on the bed, like aquatic plants fluttering in the sea, soft and charming.

Jun Moying walked over with a light step, and what she saw by the bed was such a beautiful scenery.

It is indeed a beautiful scenery, although her face is not overwhelming, but it is better than that beauty, how to see how clean.

The worldly glitz, but she is not stained.

took off the complicated robe on his body and lay down beside her, Jun Moying's movements were very light, for fear of disturbing her in her sleep. But just as he wanted to reach out to hug her, the soft body arched into his arms like an unpredictable prophet.

Jun Moying thought she was awake, but when she looked down, she found that she was sleeping sweetly, as if she was just an instinctive action.

My heart softened.

Holding her, he closed his eyes, and a hint of softness gradually appeared on his angular face, which he didn't even realize.

******

The next morning, when Dongyang was waiting for Feng Qian to freshen up, he muttered two sentences with an unhappy face.

"Concubine Qi's luck is really good, she has been saffroned, and the child in her womb can still be saved."

In normal times, Dongyang definitely didn't dare to say about it, but for some reason, she found that her master was jealous of everything, but she seemed to have always been very open to Concubine Qi's pregnancy, and there was no displeasure at all when she mentioned it, and she could even joke with her with a smile as usual.

Sure enough, as soon as she finished saying this, a smile flashed on her beautiful face in the mirror, and she curled her lips and said, "Well, it's indeed good luck." ”

Then it was silent.

Dongyang didn't know how to answer for a while, so he silently combed her hair and didn't say anything more.

The white-bottomed skirt with gold silk hook made her skin more and more like congealed cream, and the jade headdress was still painted by the emperor himself last time, Dongyang looked at the people in the bronze mirror, and suddenly felt that it was no wonder that the master was not jealous, the emperor had long been eager to give all the good things in the world to the master, what else was there to be jealous of?

It was Concubine Qi who almost slipped last night, but did she ever see the emperor spend the night in that Huazhang Palace?

However, she only guessed half right.

The emperor did send all the good things to Fengyang Palace, but the reason why Feng Qian was not jealous was not so.

******

When Jun Moying came back, as soon as Feng Qian saw him, he pounced like a butterfly, and his smiling appearance made people feel ill-intentioned at first glance.

Jun Moying's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, staring at her.

"It's not good to be so good every time. Say, what is it this time? ”

Feng Qian pursed his lips and "cut" a "cut": "What do you mean it's not a good thing, don't I warmly welcome you?" Kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs! ”

"Oh?" Jun Moying raised his eyebrows.

Feng Qian was suddenly aggrieved: "You promised to sue me yourself, but now you can't regret it?" ”

"When did I say yes?"

Although I could guess what she was talking about, I couldn't help but tease her when I saw her like this, "What did you promise?" ”

"You're a scoundrel!" Feng Qian became more and more dissatisfied, "When I left last night, I told you to believe you, and now you refuse to say it?" ”

Jun Moying smiled lowly, and her sparkling phoenix eyes shimmered: "When I came back, I saw that you slept like a little pig, and I thought you were indifferent to this." ”

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