sighed dejectedly, that's it, so people's hearts have changed, no matter how unwilling they are, what can they do?

Hu Yue came in and saw Tang Chujiu sitting motionless in front of the window, and called, "Miss......"

Tang Chujiu sighed faintly and looked back: "Hu Yue, bring me wine." "Tonight, I just want to get drunk."

Hu Yue took the haode daughter red, Tang Chujiu cup by cup, the more he drank, the more he drank, the more anxious he became......

Drinking and drinking, Tang Chujiu chuckled: "Seventeen, today you are newly married, I curse you not to be happy." ”

"Seventeen, I knew that I had been married for ten years...... I really regret it......"

"Seventeen, you have lost me."

"Seventeen, look, this is Changhuan, Hua has said through the ages that Changhuan is the most popular aphrodisiac in the Western Regions, colorless and tasteless...... Seventeen, I really want to destroy the candle night in your cave room. ”

…… The voice became lower and lower, and in the drunken spit out the truth, Tang Chujiu was so drunk that he fell asleep. And Hu Yue listened to Tang Chujiu's words word for word......

On this night, the Prime Minister's Mansion changed.

Song Lanjun was given a long joy, he and Hu Yue were in the happy bed Yunyu Wushan, and they were turned over by the red waves. However, Tang Shihua was drugged and couldn't wake up under the happy bed. Hu Yue, instead of Tang poetry and painting, flower candles in the cave room.

In the morning, the medicinal effect of Tang Shihua faded, crawled out from under the carved bed, and what caught his eye was the warm and intertwined clothes all over the ground, especially the torn red belly pocket, which was shocking, and Song Lanjun hugged Hu Yue and slept on the happy bed. Seeing this, Tang Shihua's face was full of blood, and she took three steps back, on the day of her newlywed, the candle night in the cave room was her person's pin, and the pain was deep to the bones, and tears flowed down her face.

The two people on the happy bed, but they slept unconsciously, they were happy last night, and they continued until the day was about to disperse the spring of Mingcai, and they were overindulged, and the good dreams were thick at this time.

Tang Shihua glared at Hu Yue on the bed fiercely, eager to eat her flesh, peel her skin, and dig out her heart. For Hu Yue, Tang Shihua knew that as early as before marriage, Tang Shihua already had the portraits and origins of everyone up and down the Prime Minister's Mansion in his hands. Especially for the information of Tang Chujiu, from the eight characters of his birth date to every move every day, Tang poetry and painting are clear. For Tang Chujiu, Tang poetry and painting are not unmindable. But my mother said that she has no talent, no appearance, and no haode background, and now her red face is also old, and she has lost her favor, so she is not afraid. Having said that, Tang Shihua still had some mind in her heart, she was, after all, Lan Jun's first woman.

Last night's incident, it is obvious that someone did it, who could it be? Hu Yue is Tang Chujiu's person, could it be her? Thinking of this, Tang poetry and painting hated. Tang Chujiu! Tang Chujiu!! Tang Chujiu!! This hatred, this hatred, this humiliation, it will be fully repaid one day!

Song Lanjun opened his eyes refreshed, he wanted to die last night, and he really liked it. It's no wonder that 'Candle Night in the Cave Room' can be included in the four major joyous events in life, and it is indeed the most ecstatic. Looking at the delicate wife in his arms with a smile, he didn't expect it to be Hu Yue's face, Song Lanjun was shocked, and when he raised his eyes again, he saw Tang poetry and paintings in front of the bed with tears like rain, biting his lip, suppressing silent crying, and a pain in his heart: "Poetry and painting ......"

Tang Shihua's eyes were full of pain, turned around and rushed out, Song Lanjun was about to chase, but he had nothing to cover his body, and when he got dressed and chased out, Tang Shihua had already returned to the Houye's mansion with the married nurse and the personal maid.

Song Lanjun didn't chase after him again, and now it's useless to catch up, the top priority is to figure out what's going on first. And the ugliness of the family should not be publicized, today's affairs, no one will talk too much, and leak out half a point! After calling Manager Liu and giving the order to go down, Song Lanjun turned around and went back to the new house with a blushing face.

Hu Yue was already dressed, kneeling on the ground, and bowing her head. The white and slender back of the neck, revealing dense bruises, purple and purple, was happy last night, and it was intense for a long time.

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