Yijing walked back to Zhao Seventeen's side, sighed lightly, and stroked the top of her hair, "Seventeen, no matter whether something happens to the Zhao family or not, it is not something you can control. Listen...... The fifth brother said a word, leave with the fifth brother! ”

Zhao Seventeen's mind changed slightly, he looked at Yijing suspiciously, stared at it with his watery eyes, and shook his head for a long time, "You are the fifth brother, why do you act so much like Seventeen's master!" She grew up with Yijing since she was a child, and she didn't spend much time with her brothers, but in her memory, Zhao Chengwei never stroked the top of her hair, and occasionally only pinched her face, but this time she returned to Yong'an Houfu, she was already a slim girl, and the fifth brother never did anything to her.

But tonight, the fifth brother broke into her boudoir so abruptly, and when she changed her clothes, Zhao Chengwei didn't seem to shy away, but just turned his back.

It's incredible! Thinking of this, Zhao Qiqi didn't even wait for Yijing to answer, half-fear, half-intuitive that the person in front of him had no ill will towards her, so Zhao Qiqi did not directly call for help. Instead, he ran to the other side of the round table vigilantly, pointed at Yijing and asked in a trembling voice, "You must not be the fifth brother, who are you, if you don't say it, I'm going to call someone!" ”

Yijing smiled impatiently, although this apprentice has been innocent since he was a child, he doesn't know the suffering of the world, and he doesn't know the dangers of the world, but he is not stupid.

"Seventeen, when you were in Shuiyue Nunnery, did you ever dream of Master? That's the mirror image that Master let you see with meditation, and when you were in the mirror, did you see that the Master's eyes were blind and his limbs were no longer able to move? For the teacher, you are in prison for the teacher, let Seventeen go to your aunt? "This kind of meditation was learned from the secret techniques left by the master, and it was completely different from reading Shen Qianran's thoughts in the death row of the Criminal Inspection Department.

This kind of meditation can only happen between two fellow practitioners, or with a loved one with whom they have spent their days and nights.

Therefore, Yijing at that time could only turn to Zhao Seventeen for help.

But the current situation has been controlled by Lan Ting, and the Zhao family alone cannot be reversed!

In addition, the people of the Donghao Kingdom have also been found, and he must leave with Zhao XVII before the priests of the Donghao Kingdom find him. After all, he couldn't bear the cultivation of the priests of Donghao Kingdom, if they scooped back the secret and abolished his cultivation, then no one in this world could save Zhao Qiqi, and no one could restore the world to the state before Shen Qianran's rebirth, and he couldn't go back, and he couldn't get back what he had lost!

Zhao Qiqi looked at Zhao Chengwei and said the dream that only belonged to her and the master, and shuddered, her brain couldn't turn for a while, her heart was like a drum, and she tried her best to control her breathing, but she instinctively responded, "Yes!" ”

Yijing sighed lightly, his expression showed a slight sadness, and his hands were folded, "Seventeen, the current body of the teacher is dead, so I have to use your fifth brother's body to return to the Zhao family and take you away, Seventeen Er understands now?" ”

At this time, the painting also roughly packed up some important things, and when he lifted the curtain, he heard Yijing's words, so he said, "Master, the things are packed." ”

Zhao Qiqi's eyes flashed suspiciously on the faces of Zhihua and Yijing.

Seeing that his young lady's mind didn't seem to have completely turned, he took a few steps forward, put the two burdens in his hands in the center of the table, held Zhao Qiqi's cold little hand, patted it softly, and comforted him softly, "Little Miss, he is a master, and as soon as the master came in, he called the slave maid a painting." ”

Yijing looked at her silently for a moment, saw that there were still doubts in her eyes, and said gently, "Seventeen, do you remember that three years ago, you talked about your dream with your teacher by the pond behind the bamboo house?" And also...... Are you now starting to have more terrible dreams? Now for the teacher, if the teacher does not take you away, the terrible things in your dreams will be fulfilled one by one, Amitabha! ”

"Master, are you alright...... That's great! "Not many people know the scene in the dream, and the person in front of her must be her master. Zhao Qiqi plunged into Yijing's arms, crying bitterly like a displaced child finally finding his relatives, "Master, Seventeen Er has dreamed of too many terrible things, but Master is not here, and Seventeen Er doesn't know what to do...... Master is in prison, and Seventeen can't sleep when I'm worried......," Zhao Qiqi cried incoherently, her tears filled her eyes and fell one by one. She kept beating Yijing's chest like a child, and her mood had been suppressed for so long, and she could finally cry happily today.

Yijing is funny and impatient, just now, who sleeps with a heavy face, this will tell her that she can't sleep, it's really childlike!

"Okay, okay, stop crying, Seventeen, isn't Master okay?" Yijing gently patted the top of Zhao Qiqi's hair and smiled lowly.

Zhao Qiqi raised his head, he imagined touching the master's bare head as usual, and when he looked up, his eyes suddenly became blurred, since the master had become Zhao Chengwei's appearance, where did the real Zhao Chengwei go?

"Master, what about my fifth brother?" Her voice was soft, with a slight tremor.

Yijing's eyebrows swept over the guilt that could not be concealed, and he lowered his head, he knew that although Zhao Qiqi had left home since he was a child, her relationship with more than a dozen brothers was not alienated at all because of distance. Moreover, for so many years, several of his brothers have always tacitly agreed to go to Jiangnan to see her, so that she can be alone in a foreign land, and she can always know the things in the house.

At this time, he didn't know how to explain Zhao Chengwei's situation to Zhao Qiqi at all.

At that time, he hastily carried out a soul exchange, and the original spirit was not solid, but he could still recite the heart mantra to keep his mind as clear as possible, and after arriving at the Water Moon Temple, he cast a spell to stabilize the original spirit. But Zhao Chengwei didn't have this luck, as long as he was in a coma for a long time, his soul might leave his body, and once his soul left his body for more than a pillar of incense, it was that Daluo Immortal could not save him.

He thought that at this time, Yijing's original body must have died, and Zhao Chengwei was also soulless and became a wandering soul in the world.

Seeing that the master was silent, Zhao Qiqi suppressed the surging sadness, and suddenly remembered the face of the third brother in the brocade box, the sourness in Zhao Qiqi's heart suddenly hardened and cold, and he only felt that his heart was not beating, but the ground hit the inner wall of his heart cavity fiercely, she covered her mouth, held back her own raised voice, and begged in a dumb voice, "Master, please tell sù Seventeen, the fifth brother of Seventeen, he ...... What happened to him? When she was young, more than a dozen brothers loved her, and now the sixteenth brother, who is the same age and closest to her, is gone. The third brother who grew up in the army since he was a child and does not smile or smile, but every time he comes back to Jiangnan to see her, the third brother who always brings her some exquisite little gifts is gone.

Now, when she thought that the fifth brother who had held her to hide from the fireworks of the tenth brother when she was young was likely to die, the water in her eyes could no longer control the rush down, and she pushed Yijing away a little uncontrollably, and asked, "Master, is the fifth brother also dead?" ”

"Seventeen, if you want your brothers to come back to you, listen to Master and leave with Master." Yijing stepped forward and helped Zhao Seventeen wipe away his tears, with a smile on his face, "Seventeen, do you believe in Master?" Master can get all of your brothers back to you, no less! ”

Zhao Qiqi's face was incredulous, but she was no stranger to such a question. She remembered that three years ago, when she and Lan Ting spent candle night in the cave room three times in a row, she cried and asked Master for a solution. The master also asked her in this tone, and told her to be anxious, the person in her dreams, she will definitely meet in the future.

Now, the mirror images of the dream have been fulfilled one by one.

Yijing knew that Zhao Seventeen must be fighting in heaven and man at this time, so he turned his head to look at Zhihua, "Hua'er, you go to the steward of the mansion to ask for a carriage, and say that it is the old lady's order to let the fifth prince send Miss Seventeen back to Jiangnan." He knew that all the men in the Zhao Mansion were discussing something in the ancestral hall at this time, so if he left at this time, he would not alarm anyone.

When the people of the Zhao family found out tomorrow, he would have already left with Zhao Seventeen.

The main purpose of his departure in the carriage of the Zhao family was to prevent King Ning's secret guards.

He estimated that the Yong'an Houfu at this time must be under the surveillance of King Ning, and he wanted to sneak in and take Zhao Seventeen away, but it all attracted King Ning's attention.

It's better to go back to the house with Zhao Chengwei's identity and take Zhao Seventeen to avoid trouble, which is reasonable and reasonable.

At this time, King Ning should not have any intention of harming or preventing any harm to Zhao Qiqi.

At this time, there was a gentle knock outside the door, "Little Miss, is there something wrong?" "Mama Qi went to rest after Zhao Qiqi fell asleep. At this time, he heard that there was a faint movement in the next room, so he put on a thin jacket and asked.

"Mama Qi, it's okay, the little lady just drank it by mouth, get up and drink water!" Zhihua patted her chest and secretly sighed, but fortunately she paid attention and locked the door when she came in. Otherwise, with Mama Qi's caution, I'm afraid it would be even more difficult for Master Yijing to take Zhao Qiqi away.

"Zhihua, since the little lady hasn't slept, you open the door!" Mama Qi outside the door was not so easy to deal with, she was worried about waking up Zhao Qiqi before knocking on the door, and she deliberately pricked up her ears at the door to listen for a while, but she was a little old and couldn't hear what was specifically said in the dormitory for a while, but she could still hear the voice of a man in Zhao Qiqi's room.

remembered the old incident when Zhao Derong's reputation was discredited and he was kicked out of the house by Mrs. Zhao, so he hurriedly knocked on the door to find out.

Yijing wanted to be so entangled, and he didn't know when he would be able to get out, so he motioned to Zhihua to open the door, as long as Mama Qi saw his face, he didn't dare to ask anything.

When the painting opened the door, he went directly to the housekeeper in the house to ask for a carriage.

Mama Qi rushed in in three or two steps, just lifted the curtain, and saw Zhao Chengwei and Zhao Qiqi sitting and drinking tea, her face stiffened, and she coughed embarrassedly and laughed, "It turned out to be the fifth son, the slave is rude!" ”

Yijing also knew that Mama Qi was concerned about it, so he only waved her hand slightly to signal her to leave.

Zhao Qiqi After this episode, her heart has begun to calm down, she knows that at this time, even if she stays in the Zhao family, it will be useless, she can't help anything, I'm afraid she will let her brothers take care of her, it is better to listen to the master's words, perhaps, the master can find a way out for her Zhao family.

Ningwangfu.

In the early morning of summer, the sun was still like fire, so hot that Shen Qian couldn't sleep well at night, but he didn't dare to use ice cubes to cool the heat, for fear that the little guy wouldn't be able to eat the cool air.

But the little guy spread out his hands and feet, lying on the bamboo mat with his face to the sky and sleeping soundly.

Shen Qianran sat in Ning Tian

Beside him, he shook a fan and gently fanned for his son.

Lan Ting pushed open the door, and a ray of golden sunlight followed, his phoenix eyes were like ink paintings, and there was a warm smile with intimacy at the corner of his mouth, happiness had spread on Shen Qianran's face, and she hurriedly made a silent hand gesture towards him, and pointed to the sleeping Xiao Ci'er.

For a while, Lan Ting has developed a habit of coming to kiss her sleeping face before leaving, but today she got up earlier than usual.

That night, when he returned to King Ning's Mansion from Jialan Temple, Shen Qianran's eyes were wary, but his tone was tactful and told him that some of the words that Ci'er had said recently were childish words, but they were not good after all. After finishing speaking, he looked at him with a kind of eyes that made his heart palpitate, and the water flowed, releasing the emotion of love.

Shen Qianran is now a look, and he can read the nine heartfelt feelings in her heart.

He naturally pretended to be stupid, hugged her tightly in his arms, and clasped her palms, seriously, "Yes, Dye'er is right, I will pay attention to it in the future." As the saying goes, three years old looks eighty, we parents must teach our children by word and deed! As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly took off his robe and went to bed, yawning a few more times.

Seeing the thin bloodshot in his eyes, Shen Qianran was distressed, so he pulled the thin quilt, slightly covered his stomach, scooped up the fan, and gently fanned the wind for him.

Lan Ting closed his eyes contentedly, patiently waiting for the beauty to soften and enter her arms, but she didn't see any movement for a long time, so she squinted and secretly looked at her, and saw her lying on the edge of the couch and falling asleep with her eyes closed.

The corners of his lips overflowed with a trace of impatience, quietly got up, picked her up, and just wanted to put her on the bed, she woke up at once, her little face instantly flushed, and she shook her head.

"Don't worry, I won't touch you, you can sleep in peace!"

Shen Qianran thought to herself, are there wolves in the world that eat grass? didn't refute him, just got off the bed silently.

After doing this three times and twice, Lan Ting was worried that she would not be able to stay up, so she finally raised the white flag and went back to the study in the middle of the night to sleep.

Lan Ting walked towards her, leaned down slightly and kissed the corner of her mouth with a kind of caution touching a treasure, but there was a hint of ruffian in his voice, "Why did you wake up so early?" Are you not used to being without me? ”

In fact, he is not used to it, even if she is in his arms, he feels missing, not to mention the corridor that is separated by a few sections. When I couldn't sleep at night, I picked up the lamp to approve the courtier's recital, and Zhu's "quasi-play" was finally written as "Dye"!

This is after she entered the Ning Palace, he and her for the longest time apart, now, he quickened the pace, as soon as possible to give her a grand wedding, with the country as the hir, with the stars and the moon as the medium, with the mark on the Sansheng Stone as the book, since then in the six reincarnations, forever male and female together.

His eyes fell on Shen Qianran's face, the gentle light in his eyes deepened, Mo Yu's eyes stared at her, stretched out his left palm and rubbed her cheek with a slightly dissatisfied force, "Ran'er, if you avoid suspicion that I am scooping you, but after the wedding, you can't still share the room with me for your son!" Lan Ting sat down along the edge of the bed and sat with her on his lap, Shen Qianran was afraid that he would struggle to wake up the little one, and quietly let his hand start from her waist and gradually rise dishonestly.

"Tired or not?" Shen Qianran opened the topic and held his hand quietly, "Mother, is there any news?" ”

Lan Ting held her chin with one hand, so that her face was facing herself, and met her affectionate gaze, and a warm current rushed from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

"It's okay, I just miss you a little." His expression was ambiguous, his tone had obvious meaning, his cool lips lightly held her ear, and his other hand reached in from the neckline, his voice sank in tone, with a little hoarseness, "Go to my study, okay?" I haven't touched your body for more than ten days, so you bear it like this? ”

Shen Qianran's face was hot and hot as if the sky was falling, and he listened to his request and shook his head.

At this time, the sky was dawning, and the two of them hid in his study, and everyone would guess what the two were doing, and whether she wanted to see anyone.

"Why do I think it's as hard for me to get a woman of my own as it is to be martyred?" Lan Ting's hand was stuffed in the placket of her clothes, and the radiance of her movements could not be increased, and she couldn't do whatever she wanted, and she was full of resentment, almost gritting her teeth and saying, "Obviously, this stinky boy is three years old, and he is embarrassed to sleep in his father's bed every day......" Since being successfully kicked out of her bedroom by her son, Lan Ting has called the little guy "stinky boy"!

Shen Qianran was afraid that the intimacy between the two would be seen by the little guy again, she knew that at this time, she could still have some sense to take care of the children around her, but it was difficult to guarantee that after teasing her heart, she was confused, where would she notice whether the little guy was sleeping or watching curiously with his eyes open?

This little guy was willing to share a room with Shen Qianran when he was in the Shen family, but when he arrived at King Ning's Mansion, the little guy was fine during the day, and before going to bed at night, he had to nest in Shen Qianran's arms before he was willing to sleep.

Lan Ting wanted to throw the little guy into Shui Yu's room several times, but the little guy's nose was unparalleled in the world, and even if he fell asleep, he would be woken up by the different smells of the people around him and the pillows. The little guy opened his voice, cried in the middle of the night, and after shocking Shen Qianran, the little guy was like a little goose that was bullied and pierced Shen Qianran's arms, enjoying Shen Qianran's soft voice and dense kissing, until he was satisfied, and began to behave obediently, the little head has been rubbing against Shen Qianran's neck, but his eyes were hostile and looked at Lan Ting, who was resentful, and his milk voice was coquettish, "Mother is fragrant, Ci'er likes it the most......"

After making trouble a few times, the little guy was obviously not sleepy, Shen Qianran was distressed, and he was reluctant to put the child to sleep next to Shui Yu.

In the end, Lan Ting was successfully squeezed into the study by his son!

Shen Qianran felt that Lan Ting's breath was scorching, and she didn't dare to move, lest the friction between her bodies ignite the momentum of the withered grass and the prairie fire, so she changed the topic again, "Lan Ting, how many people in the court are being bought by the Zhao family now?" Tell me about it? ”

"Not much," he replied, his lips winding over her ears and down the red. Her face turned a few inches, and he had to explain with great reluctance, "Although Zhao Chengen took my post in the military department, I brought out a few capable officers there and drank blood with me from the desert...... The people of the Zhao family ......"

She didn't really hear it, and the smell of clean grass came from his body, ethereal into wisps, sliding into her heart and lungs. She suddenly thought that he must have just bathed......

His ten fingers were slender and powerful, and the fingertips carried the calluses left by years of holding weapons, and when he stroked her carefully, she was a little powerless to resist this sweet tremor, and although her lips and teeth were closed, the moans that were difficult to control still overflowed from her nose......

Lan Ting's breath was sudden, her eyes were even darker, and her palms shuttled in from under her skirt and stroked her lower limbs......

"No, Lan ...... Ting, Ci'er will wake ......up," she immediately folded her legs to stop him from further, "You..." Don't you go to court? Didn't you say that the Zhao family would launch an impeachment today......"

The woman's light fragrance struck his lungs and abdomen, and a trembling heat wave rushed along Lan Ting's fingers to his heart, his whole body tensed, and he suddenly bit her jaw, and said in a dumb voice, "Shen Qianran, you gave birth to a son to torture me?" After a few rounds of affection, you will scoop these boring things in your intestines to extinguish my interest......" His trembling hands rubbed her silky skin fiercely, and his voice was a little slurred, "Do you think I can't endure enough for twenty-three years?" Makes me eat fasting and chanting Buddha like an ascetic, is it interesting? Lan Ting's eyes were bloodshot, like a dense net stretched towards her, "If this stinky boy is still here after we get married, I will throw him into the secret guard camp to train, and see if he will not sleep at night and clamoring for his mother." ”

Shen Qianran's eyes tightened, and she didn't dare to be dissatisfied with Lan Ting for a moment, so she had to let him rub and plunder on her body indiscriminately, she lay on Lan Ting's shoulder weakly and looked at the little guy with his mouth slightly open, as if he was still sleeping soundly.

Lan Ting's body had no evil fire to vent, "I just won't go to court today, can the old woman of the Zhao family eat me?" Shen Qianran, today I must be, you choose yourself, here, or go to my study? He didn't even have the usual patience, but tore her dirty pants like a rascal, and then lifted her gently with his hands around her waist, forcing her to straddle his lap—

The bed shook slightly because of his movements, Xiao Ci'er stretched out the tip of her little tongue in her sleep and licked the corners of her mouth, curled up to her side and fell asleep, Shen Qianran felt that her heart was stuck in her throat, and her voice trembled uncontrollably, "Go to the study......"

……

The fragrance of flowers permeated the inner bed of the study, Lan Ting supported her waist, took her out of the bathtub, scooped two large towels to wrap her flushed delicate body, carried her to the couch, wiped off the water droplets, and threw the towel on the ground.

His ink-splashed phoenix eyes were heavy, and the pupils were clear and shining brightly on her fair complexion, and the red like plum makeup covered her bewitching body.

"Close your eyes if you're shy......," he sat behind her hips, gently stretching her legs apart, letting her trembling legs rest on his arms, looking down at her injuries, a hint of guilt flashing between his eyes.

She didn't even have the strength to move, as if those legs were no longer her own, and she was so ashamed that she almost vomited blood as he stared at her naked eyes.

He was very focused, and he didn't seem to be affected by her affection, and carefully smeared a few layers of thick medicine on the red and swollen area, and then, he leaned down his nose and sniffed it gently, sighing, "This medicine is really fragrant, let Mo Zhongqi have a few more bottles of ...... in the future."

She wanted to kick him through the nose, but unfortunately she didn't have the strength to do it.

He helped her cover the thin hair, stroked the wet hair on her face, kissed the wetness from the corners of her eyes, and his voice was so gentle that he was about to squeeze out the water, "Dye'er, if you are tired, just sleep obediently, I have already asked someone to tell Shui Yu that you have something to do and will come back later." Although you can relax, you are not in the house, Ci'er will definitely obediently not cry or make trouble, with Shui Yu and Shui He accompanying them......" He saw that she was angry and couldn't stop the spring color of the woman's sex, rubbing her pink ears with two fingers, and a sigh came from his throat, "Dye'er, look at you now, it hurts a lot......"

Hearing his teasing and satisfied voice, she wanted to turn red, but her heart was full of hatred, only to feel a hot current in her chest running nowhere, and finally poured out from between her teeth, "Lanting...... You...... Livestock ......"

He looked at her eyes with a pool of water, faintly rippling in the depths, there was him, and his fingertips couldn't help but sweep her eyelashes, "Well, if you let me do it once a day, I promise I will never ......do this to you"

When Lan Ting came out of the study, it was already dusk, and his face was satisfied, and this time he was determined to toss her half to death, letting her know what the consequences of abstinence from a man to an ascetic monk are.

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