By the way, I forgot to mention, I didn't write a digression yesterday at all.

……

What a too much thing!

Many people told me in the message area that they were finally swallowed this time!

Isn't it strange that the evil Xiaoxiang finally swallowed the digression on the PC and mobile client this time?

Didn't you see the digression of asking for a monthly pass yesterday?

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When he laughed, his eyebrows were sparse, and people felt that the sky was full of clouds and shadows, and the sunlight in the sky suddenly fell.

The man's body is tall, the brocade robe and jade belt, the topaz hair crown, the eyebrows are handsome, not beautiful, but it seems to have a high-spirited spirit, and it is a very masculine type.

The man picked up his shoes, raised them at her, and smiled, "Your Majesty, wear shoes?" ”

The man bent down and picked up her shoes, Jing Hengbo just wanted to remind him that his shoes were stuck, be careful not to pull them out, the man had already found out, smiled, and pressed his palm on the slate, Jing Hengbo's eyes widened, and he saw that the slate slowly collapsed, and the shoes fell silently.

"Hey you ......"

The corner of the robe stopped in front of her shoes, and she looked up to see a man in yellow, looking down at her shoes.

Jing Hengbo drank the soup in three or two sips, touched his stomach and put the bowl aside, and was about to jump over to put on his shoes, when he suddenly saw a pale yellow robe.

The guards stood far away, trying to laugh, but they felt that the queen was also strangely lonely.

The sky was bustling, the breeze was blowing, and Her Majesty sat barefoot on the rocks, drinking soup in front of the distant quiet court.

If he doesn't eat, she shouldn't go back and throw it away or cry in the wind against the jar, she wants to eat more and eat his share back!

She pulled out twice, but she didn't pull it out, and she was afraid of damaging the heel, so she threw the shoe in anger, simply sat barefoot on the rockery on the side, brought the jar over, opened the jar, and started eating!

Jing Hengbo carried the jar, and he didn't want to go back to his bedroom, so he walked aimlessly, and unconsciously left his palace. When I walked to an artificial lake, my feet suddenly crooked, and when I looked down, I saw that the heels of my high-heeled shoes were stuck in the stone cracks again.

……

This mood is like a chaotic string, rippling the ripples of the heart lake, when to sort it out clearly, listen quietly.

I don't know where it started, I don't need to know where it started, I don't know when he has gone so far, and when he turns back, the flowers cover no one's eyes. Every flower and leaf is her smile.

Maybe it was the grief and resoluteness when she pounced on the "ice crystal headless corpse" in front of the Yuzhao Palace......

Maybe it was the assassin in the dormitory, and she did her best to kill her.

Maybe it's the ceremony, she shines brightly to illuminate the wilderness.

Perhaps it was by the river that she cunningly refused to be seduced by Yeluqi.

Maybe it was because of the Baili Ying King's tent, when Yeluqi was assassinated, she sacrificed her life to protect her.

Maybe it was the palace river boat that she threw all her might.

Maybe it's the dance in Tiannan Palace.

Maybe it's the time when you walk in the mountains and forests.

Maybe it's all the way forward, seeing that bright smile and never changing.

Maybe it's the lick in the Qinglou of Dayan County.

Behold?

When did the love take root and turn the world upside down?

He was silent, and his black hair fell like flowing water.

That line is like a new palm print, strangely revealing the fate of the world.

He lowered his head and slowly spread out his palm, a faint red thread passed through his palm and went straight into his wrist, and the rest was hidden in his sleeve, not knowing its depth.

Gong Yin opened his eyes, and a red shadow flashed under his eyes.

Meng Hu sighed and pushed the door away. The door slowly closes, gradually closing the light and shadow.

In the cold smoke and light, the man like a snow-capped mountain remained immobile and silent.

"Lord ......" Meng Hu finally couldn't help it, and said in a low voice, "When did the love take root and the earth turned upside down?" ”

Gong Yin's face was expressionless, and the ice crystals were faintly cold.

Meng Hu silently stepped back, walked to the door, and looked back hesitantly.

"Stand down." Gong Yin sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and breathed, "I'll breathe for a while, Tie Xingze is here, and I'll pass him in." ”

"When did you take care of the military?" Gong Yin's voice was as light as smoke without chill, but Meng Hu shivered and lowered his head.

"Lord!" Meng Hu was shocked, knelt forward, and looked anxious when he raised his head, "The governor of Chengdu has been centrifuged, and the British commander is now the only intimate person in the military around you!" You can't ......"

"Order spider web spies to collect evidence of British and white violations of law and discipline."

Meng Hu's eyes widened.

"This time and that time," Gong Yin said lightly, "Now, I don't plan to acquiesce." ”

"Lord, you also know," Meng Hu smiled helplessly at the corner of his lips, "He is an old problem, he can do without his parents and women, he can't do without alcohol and gambling, but for so many years, he has never spoiled your business, haven't you also acquiesced a long time ago?" ”

"Yuzhao Dragoon Commander LinkedIn Bai, have you recently started hanging out in casino liquor stores again?"

"Yes."

Gong Yin raised his head, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Starting tomorrow, reorganize the dragon cobweb, and send the most secret cobweb spies out of Emperor Ge." ”

Some sudden accidents completely destroyed the master's original plan, and the situation rumbled forward with the carriage on the slope, which made people realize the will of heaven, no matter how careful the plan, no matter how thoughtful the thought, there was no way to resist, and it was pale and powerless.

Meng Hu pursed his lips with a bitter expression.

Gong Yin lowered her dense eyelashes, as if in contemplation, and said softly for a while: "Providence ......"

"There seems to be an abnormality, and several newly promoted staff members are very squeezed out."

"How's Kang Long?" Gong Yin asked.

Meng Hu looked up at him, in the dim light of the inner room, he stood far away, in a trance, he was still a young man who walked down from the snowy mountain alone, slashing his enmity with a sword, and since then he has been trapped by ice and snow.

"It doesn't matter." Gong Yin actually smiled lightly, "In a few days, maybe this Xuan Ice will be useless......"

"The death of a subordinate will not let people take a step."

"It's fine. Don't be so nervous. He got up, his snow-white robe brushed against the fine ice crystals, making a subtle cracking sound, "The ice in this ice room is the thousand-year-old ice on the Desolate Dragon Field, which can help the Snow True Yuan to stabilize, you can guard it." ”

Gong Yin raised his hand and stopped his words.

When Meng Hu saw it, his heart was shocked, and he broke out in a panic: "Lord, is it ......?"

Gong Yin slowly closed his eyes, his wrist hung down on his knee, and the tips of his middle finger were faintly thin blood lines, spreading straight up to his wrist.

"Yes."

"She's gone?"

Gong Yin slowly opened his eyes, and for a moment Meng Hu felt that he vaguely saw the red shadow under his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, like an illusion.

When he looked up again, there was a deep melancholy in his eyes.

Meng Hu closed the secret door, squatted down, and pressed his palms on the ice crystals on the ground, and the spirit shivered.

On top of the broken ice, Gong Yin sat down, his snow-colored robe mixed with fine ice crystals, and his face was as white as snow.

The inner room was a world of ice crystals, full of broken jade, and it seemed that it only crossed a wall from autumn to winter.

The moment the wall fell down, a compelling cold air shot out, Meng Hu shuddered, closed all doors and windows, and turned back.

Meng Hu walked to the bookcase where Gong Yin often sits, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the case, and then, the wall behind him fell silently.

A few guards who walked back and forth in the study saw him come in and retreated silently, and there was no one in the room.

The guard nodded, Meng Hu bowed slightly, and turned back into the study.

The guard silently closed the side door, and looked back at the study corridor in front of him, where Meng Hu was walking out of the room and looking over here.

Jing Hengbo sighed and walked back with the jar in a daze.

Jing Hengbo stood on tiptoe and looked over the guard's shoulder at Jingting's study, his head shook faintly, he was indeed still busy. Recently, she has rarely had the opportunity to see him, sometimes it is not that he is unwilling, but on many occasions there are Kang Long Army generals and his subordinates, since there was a time when a Kang Long Army general couldn't control his emotions and tried to provoke her, Gong Yin tried her best to prevent her from colliding with those people again.

"Your Majesty, please don't embarrass me." The guards didn't move, back and forth.

"I've heard that a million times." Jing Hengbo frowned, "I won't disturb him, and I don't expect him to be so busy that he has to take the time to come and see me, I just sit on the side, don't talk, don't bother, can't you?" ”

"Your Majesty," the guard politely but resolutely stopped her out of the side door, "The national teacher is about to receive an important guest, it is inconvenient, please go back and rest first, he said that he will go to see you when he is free." ”

But she was stopped by the guards at the door of the Silent Court.

Jing Hengbo carried a can of tonic soup and went to send love to the male pot cow.

……

From afar, Sister Cui staggered......

She walked far away, and Jing Hengbo chased out and grabbed the door frame and shouted: "Remember, don't give money!" No room and board! Brushes, paints, and paper are not supplied! We are poor, if we can, let them pay the site fee and the observation fee! ”

Sister Cui shook her head and left, she felt that Jing Hengbo should not be a queen, but a profiteer.

"Spend a dime a penny! You go and tell them that you have the world's only subtle high-definition simulation small painting that was mentioned at the last driving ceremony, and you can give them to enjoy and learn to copy, provided that you give us a free advertising painting for a month! Jing Hengbo patted Sister Cui on the shoulder, "Believe me, they will run faster than rabbits." ”

"It's just that it costs a lot of money to hire the best painter and paint so many pictures." Sister Cui felt a little distressed about the silver.

"It's a shame you figured it out." Sister Cui took the photo, and Jing Hengbo instructed again and again, "Don't touch it with your hands!" Be careful! After a few days of advertising, remember to give it back to me! ”

"Take the portrait and go forward, post one at each intersection leading to our portrait gallery, and make an arrow to indicate." Jing Hengbo said, "Each painting has a blank space, which will make people curious to follow it all the time, and finally, until we come to the door, and this baby photo, you use a crystal frame, inlaid on our gate." ”

"How do you get these portraits painted?" Sister Cui pulled back the topic.

"That's it," Jing Hengbo immediately came back to his senses and waved his hand nonchalantly, "Otherwise, what do you want the male pot cow for?" Isn't the male pen cow just charging into battle for his sister to block the gun? ”

"Da Bo ......" Sister Cui saw that she was suddenly distracted, and patted her on the shoulder in understanding, "Don't think too much, we don't have to worry too much about the affairs in the court, the national teacher will arrange everything." ”

It's going to be fine, everything is in a flash......

It's like a sudden and inexplicable throbbing pain in my heart at this time, and it's also instantaneous......

Crossing is a moment, parting is a moment, all losses and gains are a moment......

In an instant, this word, which was too literary for her, also poured into her mind in an instant, and suddenly she felt that at this moment, this word could not be more appropriate.

Her fingers gently caressed the photo, her eyes a little empty.

"That's right. In an instant, the image is left in an instant, but the memory is forever. Jing Hengbo was suddenly a little stunned, "People live in the world, how can there be eternity, sometimes there is a moment of beauty, it's very good." ”

"Instantly?" Sister Cui frowned, feeling that this name was really not auspicious.

"Plagiarized," Jing Hengbo waved his hand, "Little Cake loves to write poems, often chirping crookedly, writing a small book full of locks and not showing us, hehe, sister is who, I've seen it a long time ago, sour, very sour, but this sentence can barely be used...... By the way, my portrait gallery is called 'Moment'. ”

"The elegance will stay for a long time, and the city will fall in an instant...... Sister Cui thought for a while and said with a smile, "I really can't see that you can still come up with such a sentence." ”

"Go find the best painter in Dige." Jing Hengbo carefully put the photo into the box and instructed Sister Cui: "Let them draw a batch of images for this photo, and draw them little by little." The first one only has the shadow of the flower, the second one begins to appear pavilions and pavilions, the third flower shadow reveals the small Xuan window of the quiet garden, and the fourth small Xuan window appears a figure, each of which must be painted well, try to restore the scene in the picture, and write in a conspicuous place below each one 'Fenghua stays, and the city falls in an instant'"

"But it's just one, so small, where is it appropriate? You can't see ...... if you don't get close."

"That's it." Jing Hengbo clapped, "I can't see his face at all, but it is full of flavor, and the best advertising effect." ”

Those big stars and small fresh meat in modern times, Jing Hengbo's former licking the object of the screen, if she stands in front of her now, she must stretch out a finger and say: "LOW!" ”

Jing Hengbo nodded again and again, she also felt that Gong Yin's demeanor and non-verbal brushes could be directly revealed, even if this was the highest-end photographic technology from modern times that transcended time for thousands of years, it was only barely reflected.

"This one really draws up seven or eight points for the national teacher's Fengshen temperament." Even Sister Cui couldn't help but admire.

The colors are bright and harmonious, and the figures are like frost and snow. Obviously it was just a distant outline, but everyone couldn't help but stare at the figure, reverie and thought, such a demeanor and bearing, can he be a person among the gods?

The photo is slightly overhead effect, the flowers and shadows are sparse nearby, the pavilions and pavilions, the deep green shade is the purple-red window of the black tile and white wall, and the figure in white clothes stands quietly in front of the window, and the face can not be seen clearly, but it can be seen that the person is like a jade tree, the hair is like black sandalwood, and the pearl light gold light on the neckline is slightly faint, reflecting a touch of soft red lips.

She took out a photo and handed it to Sister Cui, "A natural spokesperson for the idol faction, this is!" ”

Jing Hengbo thought about it, clapped his hands, ran into the changing room, and after a while, took out a stack of photos and chose them in his hand, "Which one is better?" This one! Oh, no, it's too clear! This one! Oh, no, he's laughing, how can his smile be seen by others? This one! Hey, I can see the back plaque of Jingting, no, no...... Oh yes, this one! ”

On this day, Sister Cui came back and said that the portrait gallery was almost completed, and it was time to open next. She was a little worried that the location of the portrait hall was too remote, and the Zhao Mansion next to it was now in trouble again, which caused people to be taboo, and she was afraid that there would be no business.

Jing Hengbo felt the strange atmosphere, and didn't want to cause any more trouble to Gong Yin, so he lived honestly. The portrait hall was still bought, and Sister Cui was arranged to take someone to decorate it, and the Zhao Mansion was now too busy to take care of itself, and no one came to trouble again.

She was better protected and more closely guarded, and even the adjacent Zhaoming Office was not rebuilt after being struck by lightning to prevent another Yeluqi sneak attack.

The vacuum was on Jing Hengbo's head.

In the wilderness, there is no silent wrestling, but there is a quiet vacuum at the intersection of forces.

The god who stood high on the lotus platform now seems to be slowly raising the knife, whose head will the knife fall on next?

Moving Kanglong, there is no doubt that Gong Yin is cutting off his arm, but the reorganization of the military generals has brought another round of tension. No one can guess what Gong Yin intends to do, why he suddenly wants to move the dragon army for no reason, causing the situation in Di Ge to be tense, because in everyone's opinion, the queen is not qualified, and if she is replaced, it is not worth using a sword at all. For Gong Yin, the national teacher who always sits firmly on the highest lotus platform, he just needs to sit high and nod slightly.

Reflecting the sense of tension, there is also the adjustment of the palace guards, Kang Longjun was transferred out of the palace guards, and Yuzhaojun took over. Not long after, a considerable number of middle-level generals of the Kanglong Army were found to have deducted military salaries and distributed to the frontier swamps, and Gong Yinxin promoted a group of ordinary children, and began to recruit new soldiers among the people of Dige.

Jing Hengbo can clearly feel the pressure of Gong Yin, although he doesn't say a word, but he sleeps later, goes out more, summons more ministers, sometimes the lights of the Jingting Court are not extinguished all night, and sometimes the angry voices of officials can be heard in the middle of the night.

Things are developing in an uncontrollable direction, the assassin caught by the Zhao Mansion last time died suddenly during the interrogation, and when Meng Hu handed over the person, he had been careful again, but something still went wrong. Then rumors came out that the Assassins were actually sent by the Queen, and that they were killing people.

Jing Hengbo did not face such pressure, many things were suppressed by Gong Yin, but Jing Hengbo could feel the increasingly ill-intentioned eyes of everyone when listening to the government, and could see the folds piled up higher and higher on Gong Yin's desk, these folds sealed with fire paint, Gong Yin never let her see them, but she could guess the content - nothing more than attacking the queen or deposing her proposal.

The conflicts and contradictions are so starkly presented: the contradictions between the scholarly class and the common people, the contradictions between the queen who is not willing to be a puppet and the ministers who want the queen to continue to follow the rules, the contradictions between the military top brass and the queen, and the contradictions between the civilian faction and the queen...... They all gradually converged into a sharp pressure, inserting into the very center of Emperor Song City.

Of course, the better the reaction of the people, the more unhappy the ministers became, and to a certain extent, the interests of the feudal scholar class and the ordinary people class were always fundamentally opposed.

Corresponding to the disgust and uneasiness of the imperial court, which almost formed an alliance, is the supreme support and praise of Jing Hengbo by the people today, the life and death of the big people have nothing to do with the people, and the people only like those who take their lives and deaths to heart, and what happened to Zhao Shiwei and his wife also made the people applaud - the Zhao Mansion exploited the people, seized the houses, and deceived the poor women by various means, and the people's resentment had long been boiling.

Not to mention those old ministers who defend the old traditions, except for the great sage Chang Fang and a few others who insist on defending the queen and think that the queen is indispensable to the great wilderness, most of the rest of the people feel that the queen is deviant and has a temperament very different from the queens of previous dynasties.

Many people see their future from the current scene of Zhao Shiwei. I feel that it seems that so far, none of the things and people involved with Her Majesty have been easy to close. In just a few months, Sang Tong was defeated by her, Cheng Gumo died of his only son, and Zhao Shizhi died and his wife didn't even save himself. Especially the Sang family, a century-old wealthy family with deep roots, was inexplicably defeated. There have been gossip about the queen "following the fate of the stars" in the DPRK, and after the Kang Long Army, the civilian faction of the Great Wilderness has also resisted the existence of Her Majesty the Queen.

The so-called material injuries are like this, the civil officials are naturally sympathetic to the experience of Zhao Shiwei who had a stroke, Zhao Shiwei is good at superficial articles, and has a good relationship with colleagues, after he had a stroke, many people went to visit, and saw Zhao Mansion sad and miserable, Zhao Shiwei, who lost his wife and was seriously ill, aged ten years old overnight, and five sisters-in-law cried and cried all day long, a huge Qinggui mansion, and in just a few days, there was a scene of decay, which was terrifying.

After the incident of buying a house, Jing Hengbo did not leave the palace for a while. The government and the opposition have not been very peaceful recently, Zhao Shizhi has had a stroke, the so-called deputy minister is naturally no play, and the so-called joint scholars and civil official groups to denounce the queen naturally cannot be realized. It's just that the events of the day still came out, and gradually there were some not very good rumors. What queen trespassed into the minister's mansion, what queen hijacked Mrs. Zhao and caused Mrs. Zhao to be killed, and what Lord Zhao fell and had a stroke to save Mrs., these are all rumors that are unfavorable to Jing Hengbo. It is said that these rumors were first circulated from the Emperor Song Administration, but they were confirmed by Kang Longjun.

……

She watched Gong Yin's back disappear into the soft sedan car in a hurry, and looked up at the gradually darkening sky, where stratus clouds were surging and rolling in.

Yu Chun came over and blocked in front of Jing Hengbo, Meng Hu rested on a black cloak on his elbow, and put it on Gong Yin, the black silk cloak fell heavily, Jing Hengbo poked his head out from behind Yu Chun, and suddenly felt that he was dressed in black, and he saw a little thin at the moment.

Jing Hengbo was almost hit by his shoulder, and looked up in amazement, Gong Yin had already raised his hand to call Yu Chun, and said, "I suddenly remembered that there is something else, you escort the queen back to the palace first." Menghu, you come with me. ”

Gong Yin Huo Ran turned around.

"Hey, what's on your back? Red pigments? Is the backrest of the car not clean? She immediately leaned over curiously to look.

She inadvertently turned around, and suddenly saw that there seemed to be a red mark behind Gong Yin. His clothes were as fine as snow, and he was never spotless, and this trace was particularly conspicuous.

Jing Hengbo saw that there were more soldiers in the square again, and knew that Gong Yin might have strengthened the palace guards again.

The car stopped in front of the palace gate, and Gong Yin's demeanor had returned to normal, allowing Jing Hengbo to get out of the car first. called the Yuzhao soldier in charge of the palace guards and gave a few instructions.

……

After a while, she heard him say softly: "Hengbo, I only wish you to be happy forever and know more." ”

Breathe with each other and embrace warmth.

She tried to look up at him, but he stopped him with his chin on top of his head.

He straightened up, but didn't immediately pull her away, thought for a moment, and gently raised his hand to stroke her long, flowing hair.

"Thank you," she said softly, leaning her face against his shoulder, "not for helping me, but for putting your heart into it." I'm not angry and aggrieved at all, I'm happy, warm, and happy. ”

Before he could reach a great tremor in his heart, she had dodged away faster, looking at him with a smile.

She didn't answer, he looked up in astonishment, and was about to teach the wild cat a good lesson, when she suddenly laughed and threw herself at him, grabbed him by the neck, and kissed him on the cheek quickly.

As if sensing her gaze, he didn't look up, but said: "Many things can be solved, and there is no need to fight-for-tat and force." Put yourself in danger, and the wise do not do it. ”

She raised her head and looked at the man opposite, but he had no intention of asking for credit or selling it, so she picked up a book at random and flipped through it, her eyelashes hanging down were thick and quiet like a sculpture.

Gong Yin's shot, always so meticulous and clear, is the snow-white fangs hidden by the desolate beast, devouring all hope in a flash.

Whether it is the deputy prime minister, the soft resistance with Gong Yin, or the use of his influence in the literary world to convene Shilin and the civil official group to protest, he must not be able to do it in this life.

Zhao Shiwei is worth this life, and it must be difficult to recover.

Jing Hengbo also wanted to laugh.

"Yes." There seemed to be a smile in Meng Hu's voice, and then he stepped back.

"Presumably frightened by the assassin's stab, the medical officer went to the rescue with all his might." Gong Yin paused, and his flat tone added a hint of mockery, "Let him take good care of his body, the position of deputy prime minister, and wait for him to recover and take over." ”

Jing Hengbo Huo Ran turned his head and stared at Gong Yin, and the corners of Gong Yin's lips slowly hooked.

Just as he wanted to laugh at his naivety, he heard Meng Hu knock on the sedan chair outside, the sedan chair stopped, and Meng Hu whispered outside: "Return to the Lord." Zhao Shizhi fell ill with a stroke. The family handed him a fold to tell him about his illness. ”

What is the reason for this?

Jing Hengbo: "......"

He nodded, and said softly, "Because I want him to fall." ”

She thought for a moment, and said uncertainly: "Zhao Shiwei?" ”

"Think about it." He didn't answer directly, but threw the question at her.

"It's not enough to find out the murderer, why do you have to do such a trick?" This is the question she can't figure out the most.

"On the way here, I have already sent someone to check the news, and after learning about the situation, I made arrangements."

"Aha, but when did you arrange it? How can it be in time? ”

"Yes."

"How?" She hugged his arm, "Am I guessing right?" Did you arrange this so-called murderer's agency? ”

Jing Hengbo was too lazy to quarrel with him, and if she really wanted to fight, she would probably lose.

"I learned this from you, thank you." He replied quickly.

"Can you not be so narcissistic?" She smacked him.

"Good." He faintly praised, "You have been with me for a long time, and you have finally become a little smarter." ”

"Oh?" He didn't look surprised, but rather encouraging. She was encouraged, and immediately said: "Because when you later found out the murderer, he was in the crowd of officers and soldiers of the Emperor Song Agency, judging from the position, even if he passed in front of your sedan chair, he couldn't get close to your sedan chair, and the officers and soldiers passed in formation, there were people in front and behind, who couldn't see if you really wanted to put a mechanism?" Even if he is close, his hands are fast, and no one can see it, but Menghu Yuchun is not far from your sedan chair, can he be negligent like this? Even if they were all negligent, how could a mechanism that could fire that kind of hidden weapon be so easy to install? What about angles? What about installation? What about debugging? So coincidentally, you can put it on as soon as you install it, and you will shoot it with one shot? If the murderer has this ability, he doesn't have to hide in the crowd and take advantage of the smoke to shoot a hidden weapon to plant a false accusation! ”

"By the way, you said earlier that when the murderer passed by your sedan chair, he put a hidden weapon under the sedan bar." Jing Hengbo finally asked the question in his heart, "But I don't think it's possible." ”

Gong Yin didn't urge her, there seemed to be a faint smile in his particularly clear eyes, like glass flowing in the ghostly light, she could see all kinds of idiots, if it wasn't for the corner of her eyes to see the sedan curtain, she almost forgot again.

"That...... This ......" she suddenly forgot about the topic she had in mind.

Jing Hengbo raised his hand and covered his suddenly reddened face - stop, stop! If she thinks about it like this, she will have Meng Lang again!

"Huh?" He seemed to be a little lazy, speaking with a slightly nasal voice, but in this dark space it seemed low and soft, and his voice echoed, listening to her itching in her heart, as if she was picked up by the early spring seedlings, and couldn't help but think of his strong arms, heavy body, and infinitely approaching gloomy and charming manly aura just now......

"By the way, I have a question."

Talk about business!

"Ahem." After her eyes wandered around, she finally found the most suitable topic.

……

Oh no.

It doesn't matter, you Meng Lang is actually right, but the time and place of the wave are wrong?

Oh no.

It doesn't matter, it's me Meng Lang first?

Jing Hengbo secretly screamed badly, not to mention embarrassment, but even more embarrassing, how to answer?

"The matter of the ...... I'm Meng Lang. ”

Fortunately, after a long time, Gong Yin finally spoke softly.

The two of them didn't speak, and the atmosphere seemed strange, and the more eccentric Jing Hengbo became, the more uncomfortable he became, and the more uncomfortable he became, the more resentful he became-obviously he did bad things, so why did he seem to be weak and sorry for others? What's the matter? Could it really be that the stronger the aura, the more rational it is? By hair.

Gong Yin didn't speak, slowly arranging his sleeves, Jing Hengbo's face was feverish, and he didn't know what to say.

Hearing his calm voice, Meng Hu retreated. Jing Hengbo took a breath, slightly embarrassed, and said to himself: "He is also too careful." ”

Gong Yin leaned on the wall of the sedan chair, slowly sat upright, leaned on the backrest, and said, "It's okay, continue." ”

Meng Hu didn't seem to leave, and the sunlight reflected his slightly bowed shadow on the curtain, a little uneasy and concerned.

Gong Yin bent the corners of her lips lightly at her.

"It's fine." Jing Hengbo, whose face was feverish, immediately answered in a panic. asked Gong Yin in a low voice: "Are you okay?" ”

The sedan chair also stopped, and Meng Hu's slightly worried voice sounded, "Lord, ......"

He turned his face sideways as he crashed into it, and his face hit the dark purple brocade cushion on the backrest behind him, and he stopped slightly.

Because he knew that he was strong, he tried his best in a hurry, who knew that he pushed it out with one hand, but he didn't meet any resistance, his body was pushed sideways, hit the wall of the sedan chair, and the whole sedan chair shook suddenly.

Almost without thinking, she immediately raised her arm and pushed him aside with all her might.

Jing Hengbo didn't expect a joking kiss to trigger such a violent reaction from this iceberg, and her eyes widened in horror - no! She's not ready for that!

His arms trembled, and he grabbed her shoulders suddenly, and his body flipped over, and he had pressed her under him!

A color of scarlet, it will come out in an instant!

The more fierce and fierce heart-burning fire, soaring in an instant, breaking the Twelve Ming Hall, and going straight to the heavy building!

Obviously it's just warm and soft, it's just her sweet aroma that is pressing, but the lips and hearts seem to be forced by a sharp blade, and a line of heat rushes down from the throat, like a fire thrown into the already boiling oil field, almost immediately, it burns violently.

The warm fragrance of nephrite was so sudden, and she sent it.

He froze.

"Use ......" she suddenly leaned forward, her lips pressed against his, "Lip ......"

"What ...... use," he seemed a little absent-minded.

"Blocking words, you shouldn't use your fingers, it's too much of a ...... for the scenery," she smiled and leaned up.

President Jing stared at her awkward ice goblin with a smile, thinking about the people who had seen him out of the sedan chair and capture the murderer before, if they could see this moment, how subversive it would be......

He didn't move, his fingers standing up slightly stiffly in her grasp. Jing Hengbo wants to laugh wildly - the role is misplaced, dear!

She sighed and clenched his fingers, he seemed uncomfortable again, trying to pull back, of course she wouldn't let go, threatening him, "I'll pounce if you move again!" ”

At this time in the novel, it seems that the annoyed and angry male protagonists should use their lips to block their little goblins......

Her chatter was blocked by his fingers, and Jing Hengbo regretted why it wasn't his lips.

"I don't know." Jing Hengbo blinked, "I only know that you will wipe my hands when I throw a flying kiss, irrelevant people may include the people of Quandi Ge, are you sure you want to open a long list for me?" I was worried that it would be as high as ...... bed."

"You know it yourself."

Jing Hengbo grunted, "Who." ”

He was silent and replied, "In the future, I will be less with irrelevant people." ”

Afraid that he would be embarrassed to push her away, she played with his pearls and said softly, "Thank you for today...... I don't want to get you in trouble. ”

It's good to get used to it.

In the haze, she felt his slightly rapid breathing, and couldn't help but smile - the woman was in her arms, and the first brother was nervous again.

Whether this is love, or a sense of dependence under an insecurity, she doesn't know yet, but she knows that she wants to be like this moment, more, more, for a longer time, longer.

There is a kind of person who makes you feel that you can entrust it all. Heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, along with himself, are all in his arms.

Jing Hengbo felt warm and relaxed, the previous anger was tangled, nervous and dissatisfied, in the arms of this man, the natural ice melted, he was not comforted, not flattering, not close, and even still had a poisonous tongue, but she was nervous and happy when she heard the arrival of the national teacher, and when she saw the figure in his sedan chair, her breath was stable, and when she heard his voice, she was completely relaxed, and she saw that the sky and the earth were bright, and everything was light.

Neither of them spoke, the sedan chair shook slightly, the body touched slightly from time to time, through the clothes, again and again little by little to experience each other's softness and flexibility, again and again, a sweet and sour mood, she buried her face in his chest to listen to the heartbeat, he was sniffing the fragrance of her hair, she felt that his heartbeat was the most calm and best in the world, he felt that the hair he washed out was the softest and most fragrant.

She chuckled and thought the vinegar was quite sweet.

He let out an "um" and said, "Indeed, you like a lot." ”

"I like everything," she said, hugging his waist, "as long as it's you." ”

His fingertips wrapped around her hair, as if they were entwined with the indescribable mood of the moment. Suddenly asked her, "Do you like me to be hot?" ”

Her long hair fell, strands hanging down the back of his hands, obscuring the sudden red spots on his fingernails.

Does this mean that he is actually nothing, and there is nothing in the way?

In the Tiannan Palace that day, the kiss that couldn't find a place caused him to freeze all over his body, she was deeply impressed, and she always wondered in her heart, is his Praruo Xue as said in martial arts novels, can't get close to women? Otherwise, how can it freeze as soon as you are emotional? For this reason, I occasionally approached him, and I was always looking closely, but I didn't find this freezing phenomenon again, but now it was actually hot.

She put her mind at ease and smiled, "It turns out that you can also warm up, great, you suddenly froze, but it scared me to death." ”

She was afraid that he would have a fever, so she tried it with the back of her hand, but the temperature on her forehead was as usual.

"Your hands are suddenly hot." She pressed her cheek to his hand, feeling the strange heat. He has always been slightly cold, cool as the first snow, and it is surprising that there is such a heat.

His hand trembled.

There seemed to be a wave surging up, crashing against the ice and snow embankment, and he seemed to hear the sound of frost and snow breaking, radiating like cracked armor.

And the person who holds colored satin on his sleeves and smiles into a salute will be...... He?

"The widow fell into a low bun, and Lian Juan swept his eyebrows." Will she one day pull her long hair, comb her hair into a fallen bun, sweep her eyebrows, make appliqués, dress up jade steps, and marry red makeup for ten miles?

The heart and throat seem to be sweet, and the sweetness is uncontrollable.

Gong Yin grabbed her hand and looked at her for a long time, her long hair and cat-like eyes were shining in the dim light, and the aura of the side head was sweet and lovely, different from the usual gorgeous and graceful, at this moment in front of her was a flexible and squeamish little woman who could not be controlled.

"Really never comb? Who doesn't comb it? Oh, you said it. She nodded at him.

Jing Hengbo laughed slyly.

"Of course......," he replied casually, suddenly.

"Isn't it pretty?" She was tired of his lap and hugged his neck, "Isn't it really pretty?" I'll never wear my hair like this again, huh? ”

This guy whose vision is higher than the sky and the amount of vinegar is wider than the sea, it is estimated that he wants to do this action as soon as he sees it, and it is a miracle to endure it until now.

Jing Hengbo then remembered that he still had a woman's bun on his head, and he was casually pulled up to pretend to be Yeluqi's concubine.

"Do you know it's ugly?" He said.

A hand reached over and with a gentle wave, it loosened her hair.

Jing Hengbo blinked, sniffing on all sides, "Hey, it's so sour, it's so sour." ”

"It's not as heroic as Her Majesty the Queen," he didn't lift his eyelids, and took a book to read, "One person has a thousand faces, and the roles are changeable, from concubines to chivalrous girls to queens, they are all at ease and have perfect postures." ”

"Thank you for coming to the end," she said with a grin, "you're so handsome today." ”

Jing Hengbo sat down—on his lap.

"Sit down." He said.

Jing Hengbo didn't come to rub the oil, she picked up Gong Yin's face and looked left and right, and said strangely: "Hey, your face is quite normal." There's also a little bit of redness. ”

However, he was able to place his arms across his abdomen in time to avoid some of the too awkward touches.

The sedan chair was narrow, and when she crashed in, Gong Yin had nowhere to hide, so she had to use her chest to take on her enthusiasm.

Jing Hengbo lay on Gong Yin's chest.