The first kiss was offered, and the rolling child begged everyone that the monthly pass would not be melted, and if there was, it would be put into the pot.

Wait a minute, fix the typo, two girls!

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"And." Xia Chuqi turned around with a smile, "I'm very angry, forgive me!" ”

Looking at the book on his lap, Zhao Zhu's face sank.

"I just wanted to tell you, Your Highness, your book is reversed. Reading the book in reverse...... Hurt your eyes! ”

But just as he reached out to hug her, Xia Chuqi smiled faintly, his fingers suddenly slipped from his waist, picked up the "Fire Dragon Sutra" he put on his lap, and lifted the corners of his lips with a smile.

Zhao Zhujun's face was clear, and his eyes were deep.

Xia Chuqi had a sullen smile in his heart, but his face was full of amorous feelings, a pair of black eyes stared at him fixedly, slowly lowered his head, got closer and closer, and pressed towards his face, as if he wanted to kiss him.

"Ah Qi......?"

Zhao Zhu was stunned for a moment, squinting at her shallot-like hands.

"I want to do bad things!" She laughed.

"......" Zhao Bottle is still arrogant.

"Huh!" Xia Chuqi pulled his lips and smiled, turned around and leaned over again, reaching out to pinch his fingers, "Zhao Nineteen, guess what I'm thinking?" ”

Zhao Jun looked at her without saying a word.

"I don't know."

Xia Chuqi looked at him, blinked, and shook his head.

"I'm your man." Zhao Bottle slapped the table and rushed out, "You know what to be angry for." ”

“…… You're not allowed? Xia Chuqi raised his chin slightly and looked at him with a smile, "Reason? ”

"Ah Qi, is this king right?"

Zhao Zhu's face was cold, and he looked at her with a black face, as if he was angry.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Her expression was very serious, as if she was going to run away from home with her father and daughter, so she got up calmly, walked out of the tent, took two steps, thought about it, and turned back.

"Okay, okay then, that's it, I'll go back and pack my things, and as soon as it's dawn tomorrow, I'll take my father and Baoyin out of Gacha Village and walk around."

"What do you mean, acquiesce?" Xia Chuqi saw that he wanted to speak and stopped, and he wanted to laugh, but he knew that he couldn't. She hurriedly took advantage of the towel to cover her cheeks, which were holding back her smile.

"I ......" Zhao Zhu's eyes were cold, and he couldn't speak.

"What are you talking about? His Royal Highness the King of Jin, you know what I mean, I follow you like this, to put it bluntly, it's nothing, it's nothing, and I gave birth to a daughter for nothing, why do you restrict me? ”

"Huh?" Xia Chuqi looked at his expression, and his heart was full of joy, but there was no expression on his face. As if to see his words clearly, she leaned forward and showed a delicate waist in front of him at a most seductive angle.

His voice was slightly hoarse.

"Ah Qi ......"

From Baoyin to his side, the two of them have become less and less intimate these days. Coupled with entering the imperial mausoleum, it was awkward, and he had no way to show mercy to her these days. Now looking at the white part, the cat's paws in my heart are longer.

With a tight heart, Zhao Zhu was a little uneasy.

She wore a silk trousers with a weed-patterned pattern, but she was afraid of heat, and did not wrap her trouser legs tightly like ordinary women, but cut the trousers short, leaving a white ankle, and under the dense light, that part of the skin, with an almost transparent smooth texture.

Zhao Jun closed his eyes slightly and looked at Xia Chuqi, who was sitting recliningly.

"Your Highness doesn't seem to have the power to stop me?"

This king? At the beginning of the summer, seven squinted at him.

Zhao Zun pondered the reason for himself, his Adam's apple slipped, and his face was a little ugly, "The big war is about to start, and the Yinshan area is even more unsafe." How can this king be relieved to keep you? ”

But she didn't want to stay in Yinshan for Xia Tinggan, why?

These Zhao Bottles naturally know.

However, in the past two days, Xia Chuqi has not been overly enthusiastic about Xia Tinggan. First, Xia Tinggan's brain was indeed a little confused, and the father and daughter couldn't talk; secondly, because Xia Chuqi is not the real Xia Chu, for this cheap father, there is less affection for getting along; Third, she has never had a father, and she doesn't know how to get along with her father at all, so she is a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

After the accident in the tower hall of the Yinshan Imperial Mausoleum, because Dongfang Qingxuan and Xia Chuqi lost their traces together, Zhao Zhu naturally took over his father-in-law. And Dongfang Qingxuan has not expressed any objections so far. On the other hand...... Zhao Bottle covered it up for him, so he returned Xia Tinggan to him, and the two reached a secret deal.

"You are going to return to Beiping tomorrow, but I don't want to go back so early, and I want to take my father and Baoyin to stay in Yinshan for a few more days. As you know, my father and mother have some relationship with Yinshan, and I treat him, and I also think that it will be helpful in the old land. ”

Xia Chuqi walked over with a dark face and sat opposite him.

Dress up! Let you load.

Before she entered the account, Zhao Zhu seemed to be reading a book, and after listening to her voice, he raised his head from the book coldly and asked one by one, "What's the matter?" Say. ”

"Your Highness, I have something I want to discuss with you."

It's a little like it, can't you hold it back? Xia Chu Qiqiang suppressed the excitement in his heart, pulled his clothes, and went in with a straight face, trying not to show the emotions on his face.

"Nope." This time, Jia Yi didn't stand in the way again, and opened the curtain for her with great respect.

Even the title is divided, and she herself is a little helpless.

"Has Your Highness slept?"

Xia Chuqi walked outside Zhao Zhu's tent and coughed lightly.

After dressing up, she came out of the felt tent, and it was already a dark light outside. Only the felt tent of the Nanyan caravan was faintly busy. It's probably Ming'er who is about to leave the ghost place of Yinshan, and the big guys are very excited this night.

If the mountain doesn't come to me, can't I go to the mountain?

No, maybe tomorrow morning, he's really busy tonight? Thinking about it, her confidence returned.

Ya is too able to hold back, how long do you want to be angry?

"Holy!" She snorted and grabbed the quilt to cover her head.

didn't give the dumplings to Zhao Zhu to eat, and when she left his tent, she didn't look at him more, and played the trick of "wanting to catch and indulge" like a windmill. It's a pity that it doesn't seem to have any effect - it's dark again, and Zhao Zhu still hasn't come back to sleep.

Rolling around on the bed, Xia Chuqi couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this.

He two ...... It's really a couple who love and kill each other.

Zhao Shijiu is preserving Dongfang Qingxuan's reputation.

Regardless of Dongfang Qingxuan's purpose in entering the Imperial Tomb to hide treasures or to find his biological parents, the people buried in the Yinshan Imperial Tomb are the ancestors of his family. In terms of current etiquette, he will be condemned by heaven and spurned by the world.

Although the love is desperate, the righteousness is still there.

Later, she slept alone on the couch, and she thought about it for a long time before she reacted...... Her grandfather is a pure-bred man.

At the time, she was very puzzled.

However, what surprised her was that from the small talk when eating dumplings, she knew very well that at present, Beidi has counted all the theft and excavation of the imperial tomb on Zhao Zhu's head, and there is no Dongfang Qingxuan to do it. Moreover, looking at Zhao Zhu's meaning, he didn't seem to have any intention of justifying, and between his words, he didn't mention that Dongfang Qingxuan was involved in this matter.

His attitude was so cold and hard that Xia Chuqi sweated for him.

Before leaving, he got a promise from Zhao Zhu - he would definitely give an explanation to the Beidi Imperial Court about the matter of the Yinshan Imperial Mausoleum. However, if Beidi doesn't want to say anything, he Zhao Zhu will accompany him at any time.

Hasar's Beidi soldiers and horses were once again stationed in the Yinshan Imperial Mausoleum.

When he came to Yinshan this time, he obviously didn't plan to collide directly with Zhao Bottle. However, he is burdened with Beidi's mission, even if he doesn't want to be an enemy of Zhao Bottle, it is not good to be too "close" to him.

Hasal left after dinner.

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"Zhao Mianze, Beidi, Wuliang Khan...... Isn't it just to make this king into this pot of dumpling filling? ”

Zhao Zhu arranged the three dumpling bowls on the table into a zigzag shape and surrounded his tea cup in the middle. Then, with a low smile, he pointed to the teacup with a slender finger, his eyes glistening with a cold.

"Huh?" Hasar raised an eyebrow.

"Front-and-back?" Zhao Yu smiled coldly, his face sank slightly, and his face was gloomy, "This time, you obviously want to ...... Make dumplings. ”

Having a step, Hasar's face softened slightly. He said: "His Royal Highness the King of Jin is amazingly talented, invincible, invincible, and it is appropriate not to take Beidi in his eyes." However, as the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, even a person with three heads and six arms can't keep the front and back attacks, and he can't fight alone...... His Royal Highness the King of Jin, it's better to think carefully. ”

She wants to round the field for Zhao Bottle, how could Hasar not know?

Her eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and she smiled, "Cousin-in-law, our Royal Highness just likes to joke, especially to make jokes...... Not like a joke. Hehehehe, it's all your own family, don't you mind. ”

It's all the dumplings that are to blame.

Alas!

Of course, Xia Chuqi knew that if it weren't for those dumplings, even if Zhao Zhu was angry in his heart, he would not say so arrogantly, and he clearly didn't give Hasar face.

The guards of Nanyan secretly liked the domineering side leakage of King Jin, as for the Beidi people...... This sentence is really not very good. What does it mean that "Emperor Beidi knows how to stop, which is his blessing"? They are already familiar with Zhao Bottle's prestige, but Zhao Bottle's domineering, they have seen it for the first time, and it really makes people hate it.

One sentence is out, and the tent is quiet.

This is too arrogant and too ostentatious.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, if Emperor Beidi knows how to stop, it will be his blessing. As for Zhao Mianze...... 300,000 people, just a pot of dumplings. ”

Zhao Jun squinted slightly, looked at Hasar and sneered.

In other words, when choosing between Zhao Mianze and Zhao Bottle, if Zhao Bottle surrenders, Beidi will use Zhao Bottle to deal with Nanyan. If Zhao Zun refused to surrender, for an enemy like him, Beidi would naturally be happy to borrow Zhao Mianze's hand and get rid of him.

Hassar's attitude represents Beidi.

What does he mean, doesn't he want Zhao Zhu to surrender to Beidi?

Hasar must have thought it through, but the sentence "ally with Beidi and retreat from Nanyan together" does not sound inappropriate, but if you chew it carefully, there is something else to say.

"His Royal Highness the King of Jin, the heroic overlord since ancient times, has always judged the situation and eliminated the harm...... Why don't you simply ally with my Beidi and retreat to Nanyan together? ”

"However, this time in the matter of the Yinshan Imperial Mausoleum, even if Emperor Beidi is intended, it will be difficult to block the mouths of the people, and the situation may not be good. Moreover, Emperor Nanyan's 300,000 troops arrived in Beiping, even if Beidi did not intervene, I am afraid it would be a critical situation......"

After Hasar finished eating, he burped, glanced at Xia Chuqi gratefully, and said to Zhao Zhu, "Just Chong Ah Qi's cousin-in-law, the relationship between me and His Royal Highness the King of Jin is different." In this world, my own family has to help my family, so on Your Majesty's side, I will continue to mediate and try not to embarrass Your Highness......"

Xia Chuqi glanced at his calm face, and felt a little funny in his heart.

Duciful...... He deserves to starve.

"It doesn't matter. Your Highness, eat slowly, don't choke. ”

Zhao Zhu watched Hasar stuff the last dumpling into his mouth, and his face darkened a little more.

Some people are hungry, but they are too embarrassed to open their mouths and cry out that they are hungry.

Some people are full, still struggling to stuff things into their stomachs.

Is this not like him eating dumplings anymore? Hasar snorted in embarrassment, took the towel handed by the attendant and wiped his mouth, and said: "Originally, I had something important to talk about with King Jin, but I ate a delicious meal of dumplings here, and the palace lost its temper." However, it is rare for my cousin to give a thought, which ...... There are still three dumplings left, so let's eat them together with Hongu. ”

Zhao Jun glanced at him coldly, "Let's talk about business first." ”

Judging from his expression, he clearly didn't understand the meaning of Zhao Zhu's words.

Hassal looked up, "Huh? ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince, this king will leave for Beiping Mansion early tomorrow morning."

Coughing lightly, he drank tea again to satisfy his hunger, and said calmly.

But he is a big man, how can he give in at this time?

Looking at her little face slightly red, her peach cheeks were pink, and she was full of delicateness, watching the dumplings in the food box getting fewer and fewer, and looking at the red light on Hasar's face that was getting more and more satisfied, Zhao Zhu's stomach was sour, and her stomach was also crying out for hunger.

It's a pity that Xia Chuqi didn't look at him. In other words, she didn't pay attention to the interaction between him and Baoyin at all. He only sat on the side of Hasar with a smile, happily serving his "cousin-in-law" to eat dumplings, and by the way, he talked with her about family affairs and gossip, and seemed to be in a very good mood, and he was not affected by the "cold war" at all.

When he said this, his eyes swept the seventh day of the summer month.

"Okay, go back and let A-Niang have another one."

Zhao Zhu's stomach was full of anger, and he was cured by his daughter.

She had said a few words before, but she didn't listen to this sentence as well.

"Oh." Bao Yin suddenly realized, tilted his little head, and smiled sweetly, "Bao Yin doesn't look like you, and you don't get angry, just a good daddy...... In this way, let A-Niang give you another one, which looks like yours, right? ”

"No, how can Daddy be angry?"

Holding Bao Yin's hand, he snorted lightly.

No matter how angry Zhao Jun is, he can't do it to his daughter.

"Daddy, are you angry?"

But Xiao Baoyin didn't check the stalemate of the atmosphere at all, and spoke again.

Looking at his daughter, the emotion on his stalemate face was uncertain, like the haze before the storm, and Zheng Erbao and several people who were familiar with him clamped their tails, for fear that there would be a big war and burn their brows......

Zhao Zhu looked at his daughter's serious eyebrows, and his face was a little cold and a little winter wind. However, in front of Hasar and his subordinates, if he was mad on the spot, he would look too petty...... But if he doesn't get mad, how can he swallow the blood in his heart that has been boiling?

What is adding fuel to the fire? Bao Yin is it.

"Daddy, is Bao Yin right?"

After a person finished speaking, she didn't look at the reaction of others, she leaned her little face towards Zhao Zhu.

However, she clearly not.

If it weren't for the fact that Baoyin was only two years old, if it weren't for her little expression being so serious, she would really think that this little girl was deliberately angry with Zhao Zhu.

She was born with a black belly, and her belly was so black that she was silent.

This girl is actually really like Zhao Nineteen.

She looks like Dongfang Qingxuan and Xia Chuqi, what does this mean, isn't this sincere to give her father to death? Xia Chuqi coughed lightly, looked at Baoyin's serious eyebrows, and suddenly sighed a little.

It's okay if you don't replenish it, but if you add it, you'll be stabbed.

But Xiao Baoyin is different, she doesn't care what her father's expression is. After finishing speaking, she was like Amu Gulang, and wanted to comfort her mother, Baoyin stretched out her white and chubby little hand, held it in Xia Chuqi's hand, and said, "A-Niang, although I am like Amu Gulang...... There are also some ...... like A-Niang."

For a while, no one dared to speak.

Xia Chuqi also "chuckled" in his heart, for fear of touching someone's scales. And someone, who had obviously been touched by the scales, was dark and dreary on that cold face, like the sky before a storm, and there was no light in sight.

With a low "uh", someone in the tent smoked cold air.

Like Agumura?

"Uncle Cousin, Baoyinxiang...... Agumura! ”

"I feel like ......" Hasar looked at Baoyin's white, tender and handsome little face, and then looked at Zhao Zhu and Xia Chuqi, who were about to speak, but didn't think about it, but Xiao Baoyin, who was eating dumplings, took his mouth.

In such an argument, most of the people below laughed and said that their mouths were like princesses, noses were like princesses, eyebrows were like princesses, and ears were like princesses.

Who the child is like is the most enthusiastic topic of discussion in every family. Previously, Xia Chuqi and Zhao Zhu naturally argued about it. However, both of them felt that the child should be more like themselves, and they argued several times, but still did not come to a conclusion......

"Cousin, who do you think Xiao Baoyin looks like?"

Like Li Miao, Hasar seems reluctant to mention more. What's more, as a man, there is less desire to confide than a woman. He pursed his lips with a wistful face, smiled, and tried to interject the conversation.

"It's hard to put into words."

"Oh?"

"Still like that."

After thinking about it, she asked, "What happened to you and your cousin?" ”

After Xia Chuqi arrived in Beiping Mansion, although he has always been in contact with Li Miao, Li Miao is a complete weirdo. She can say anything in front of Xia Chuqi, but she doesn't like to talk about her relationship with Hasar. So Xia Chuqi didn't know much about their development.

"I don't know if there will be that day in this life."

Hassal smiled helplessly.

Today, she tried her best to pat Hasar's ass, in fact, a large part of the reason was for Zhao Shijiu. But she was so good at it...... Although it didn't hit the horse's legs, it did hit the horse's heart.

Xia Chuqi listened, and the corners of his lips rose, "Cousin-in-law, in the future, the children of you and your cousin will be more lovely than her." ”

Hasar praised it from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't know what to think, and there was a slight sigh in his words.

"This kid is so good!"

praised again, and again, Baoyin's worship of Xia Chuqi was on his lips, "A-Niang is so good!" ”

"Whew...... Dumplings ...... Delicious......"

"Uncle Cousin, it's delicious...... The dumplings are delicious...... "Baoyin is really a snack, she didn't see her father's black face at all, and there was only one word in the melon seeds in her little brain...... Eat.

The two of them ate together, and the two of them took on the pressure of eating dumplings together, and Hassal was very satisfied, but he did this, and he didn't think about whether there was any problem with letting a two-year-old girl take on Zhao Zhu's "Splitting Eye of the Storm" together.

"Hmm...... Good ......" snack goods' eyes lit up.

"Come on, come on, Bao Yin and Uncle Cousin will eat together."

Her pitiful little expression was like that of an abused child, full of lust for food. A beautiful little girl, the most demanding is the most refusal. Hasar was the same, chuckling lovingly, took a bowl with his own hands, filled three or four dumplings in the food box, and handed them to Baoyin.

"Uncle Cousin, Bao Yin is hungry."

When Xiao Baoyin was out of the pot, she had already let Qinglan wait for her to eat a few, and her little belly was round. But now, seeing Hasar eating well, she touched her belly and pouted pitifully.

With a clear cough, he drank tea to cover up.

Such a compliment, he said sincerely, but when he heard it in Zhao Zhu's ears, he stinged his ears like the tip of a needle, and he felt that his stomach was empty.

Hasar felt out of his temper and didn't look up, but just smiled stiffly, "Where, this dumpling is not only pleasing to the eye, but also fragrant when eaten, even if it is phoenix marrow dragon liver, it is not comparable." ”

"What's wrong? Cousin-in-law, dumplings are not delicious? ”

Xia Chuqi sensed that something was wrong with his emotions.

As he ate, his eyes turned a little red.

Some people's names are engraved on their bones, and it hurts when they think about it.

Just because she is not by her side, no matter what you eat, you don't have the taste of that family. No matter where you live, it's like living in someone else's house. I can't raise any enthusiasm for clothes and food, and I don't care about eating or eating.

It has been several years since he returned to Hala and Lin, and as a prince, he has eaten countless exquisite delicacies and lived in countless gorgeous palaces, but he no longer has the sense of belonging that will arise when he eats dumplings...... A sense of belonging to the heart.

And the last dumpling in his memory was on the winter solstice in Qionglong Mountain, Li Miao personally wrapped the dumplings and sent them to Ningbang Temple over the wall. At that time, Li Miao, who was still a little girl, had a red face, pink lips, and a happy smile...... He was drunk with his eyes, and now that he thinks about it, everything seems to be still in front of him.

In Mobei for many years, he has not eaten dumplings.

"Well, it tastes great." Hasar's forehead was sweating, and she reminded her of this, only then did she feel that the dumplings in her mouth were indeed delicious...... It was so delicious that his mind drifted away, and he thought about it far away.

Xia Chuqi asked with a smile, and the service attitude was excellent.

"Is it delicious? Cousin-in-law? ”

His identity today is extremely embarrassing, on the one hand, he is the prince who Beidi came to negotiate, and on the other hand, he is the character he is happy to become-Xia Chuqi's cousin-in-law. But now between the two of them, neither left nor right, eating that bowl of dumplings, just like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, I don't know what it tastes like.

"My cousin laughed." Hassar's head is somewhat large.

"......" Zhao Zhu's dark face turned into ice.

"Once the chicken flies and the egg beats, it's just a stranger."

At the beginning of the summer, the seven-eyed wind swept towards Zhao Zhu, but when he looked over, he turned his head away, did not face him, and only laughed coldly.

But Hasar could only laugh and not say no.

From time to time, Li Miao was pulled out, she was trying to pull accomplices.

"It is said that husband and wife are originally birds of the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster comes. After these things, I can understand that only blood kinship is an eternal thing, for example, my cousin and I, even if we don't see each other for many years, we are close when we meet again, and blood is thicker than water. As for the husband and wife......

Thinking of the diaphragm in the past two days, the anger in her heart did not subside, looking at Hasar, she smiled even more heartily, and her voice was extremely intimate, as if she was casually pulling homely, and sighed for a long time.

What iniquity is this? Who does Tsundere show to? Xia Chuqi and Zhao Bottle have been together for so long, although the two of them are awkward now, how could she not understand his temper? It's clear that it's not happy, and you have to pretend not to care.

"Humph!" Seeing this, Zhao Zhu sneered as if he had nothing.

"Be careful of scalding ......" Xia Chuqi was so nervous that he hurriedly handed over the towel.

"Hmm." Feeling the cold water of Zhao Bottle, Hasar sighed innocently, wrapped the dumplings in his mouth, and swallowed them without biting much.

"Cousin-in-law, dip the dumplings in this delicious again."

Xia Chuqi sat down and pushed the dipping sauce in front of him.

Hasar couldn't refuse, so he could only pick up the dumpling bowl for no reason, only to see the dumplings floating on it, the skin was thin and crispy, white and tender, and it smelled fragrant, and it was indeed very appetizing.

"Then this palace is better to be respectful than to obey his fate?"

After saying that, he turned to Hasar and said lightly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince use it slowly." ”

"This king is not hungry. No need. ”

With a cold face, he glanced at her with a gloomy face.

The throat was crushed, as if a mouthful of old blood was in his mouth. Zhao Zhu was "charred" dumplings by Xia Chuqi, where can he eat?

The two of them are husband and wife, and they sleep with a "person of their own" in the bed, and the food she cooks carefully should be eaten for him first...... Why does he want to eat dumplings now, and he still has to dip Hasar's light?

Zhao Zhu's teeth were about to be soured.

"That'...... I followed my cousin-in-law. Xia Chuqi seemed to be embarrassed to think about it, smiled lightly, and said extremely "generously", "If Your Highness doesn't dislike it, how many bites will you eat?" ”

"The ancients said that it is better to be happy alone, it is better to be happy with everyone, good things, everyone can enjoy the taste by sharing the food......"

Face-seeking? Hasar felt that if he appreciated his face like this, his face could be pierced by Zhao Zhu's two sharp moves. casually snorted a haha, he could see that the husband and wife were fighting, and said "and mud".

"Cousin-in-law!" Xia Chuqi squinted slightly, and without waiting for Zhao Zhu to speak, he snatched the words and moved the dumpling bowl in front of Hasar again, "I made this dumpling for you on a special trip, and our family Baoyin also contributed...... Are you unwilling to appreciate your face? ”

"His Royal Highness King Jin, you can also taste it."

With sweat on his back, he glanced at Zhao Zhu and pushed the bowl of dumplings between the two of them.

Next to him, Zhao Tuo was sitting on the side, one elbow on the desk, one hand gently holding the teacup and blowing water, as if he hadn't seen the movement here at all, but with the man's intuition, he clearly felt that this meal was not eating dumplings, but staring.

Hot dumplings, smiling women, Hasar looked at these two things in front of him, and suddenly felt an invisible layer of pressure around him.