You're fifteen years old," Leng Yifei looked at her and said, "It's not just a newcomer, you should know what not to do, and what people shouldn't like." ”

"Why don't I understand what you're saying?" Lin Mei'er sighed faintly, "I also tried not to think about him, but ...... But I can't forget all the things I did with him before. ”

"So you're here to drink?" Leng Yifei stared at him and said, "If you haven't drunk enough, I'll drink with you." ”

Lin Meier bit her lips and did not speak.

"What, aren't you welcome?"

"I ...... I don't want to drink anymore. Lin Meier snorted.

"That's good," Leng Yifei said expressionlessly, "I'll tell you something you might want to know, Yang Muyun is now in Luoyuan, do you want to go to him?" ”

Lin Meier shook her head.

"Then go to the master to restore your life," Leng Yifei said, "It's not a way for you to stay outside all the time." ”

"Hmm," Lin Mei'er nodded slightly, and suddenly asked him, "Senior Brother Leng, have you ever liked someone?" ”

Leng Yifei's body shook slightly, and an elusive color quickly slid across his face. A few months ago, in the seedling field, under the white fruit tree, I had an unexpected encounter with a cold Miao girl, who, like herself, was a scimitar, and her temperament was as cold as frost, and it was difficult to get close to. He still remembered the name of the Miao girl, Yuma. He fought with her twice, but he failed to gain the upper hand once, and it is strange to say that he, who has always been as firm as his heart, inexplicably softened his heart in front of Yuma. Is this what I like? He still remembered what Yuma said to her when she was leaving, "Leng Yifei, if I see you again, I will definitely kill you." The words are full of pathos and determination. She couldn't leave Miaodi, nor could she leave the palace of the god of Wu, so she hoped that Leng Yifei would stay. But he left, because he didn't belong there.

"Is she okay?" Leng Yifei sighed lightly, his cold eyes became a little blurred, Lin Meier's words stirred his long-dormant mind, and he couldn't return to calm for a long time.

Lin Mei'er got an answer from his slightly complicated expression, and asked softly, "Senior brother, can't you forget it?" ”

"Some people and things are not easy to forget," Leng Yifei turned around slowly, "but no matter how reluctant you are, you have to try to forget her, otherwise you will only make yourself miserable...... Where are you going now? ”

"I'll go with you to the Master."

"Okay," Leng Yifei changed his words, "Store, this is for you." ”

"When-" a big silver ingots fell on the counter, the shopkeeper and his wife widened their eyes, and when they looked up again, the two people who had just spoken were gone, and they saw the cotton curtain swaying slightly.

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In the fresh and elegant, exuding a faint fragrance in the bedroom, the red candles flickered with ambiguous candle flames, and the brocade embroidered tent hung low, rippling with the beautiful spring color.

"You...... You're going back, aren't you? Zi Su Yingying stood in front of the tent, biting her lip and glancing at Yang Muyun and said.

"Hmm......" Yang Muyun rubbed his nose, looked at the jade-like beauty, and sighed for a long time before he said, "Who said I was going back?" ”

"Aren't you afraid that your sister will reprimand you?"

Shiso's eyes stared at him.

A night breeze blew, the candle flame brightened, and the thin leno as thin as a cicada's wings tightened Shiso's concave and convex body, creating a seductive arc.

Yang Muyun's eyes were straight, the Adam's apple under his chin rolled, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stepped forward, grabbed her slender waist with one hand, and copied the other hand into the crook of her leg, and picked her up sideways in a coquettish voice.

"I stayed with my wife, it is right, what are you afraid of?" Yang Muyun said proudly.

Shisu's eyes were like silk, her delicate fingers stroked over his bare chest, and she moaned in a coquettish voice, "Wrongdoer, can you really ask for a slave family tonight?" ”

"I'm ......" Yang Muyun muttered in his throat, put her on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed with a dejected face and sighed heavily.

Zi Su Gege smiled coquettishly, sat up and hooked his neck from behind, and said lightly in his ear: "What are you sighing for such a beautiful day?" ”

A smell of her daughter's body came to her nose, Yang Muyun only felt an itch all over her body, took a deep breath at the moment, forcibly suppressed the flame rising in her heart, and sighed: "It's a pity that Madame's elaborate dress, your husband and I are not blessed!" ”

"What, is it still because of practice?" Zi Su's eyes turned and said faintly: "Husband, in order to practice, won't you touch the concubine for the rest of your life?" ”

Yang Muyun held Zisu's hand with an apologetic face, "Since we got married, you and I have gathered less and left more, and as soon as I leave, I always make you afraid of me, Madame...... My husband owes you so much! ”

"The husband is a person who does great things," Zi Su was moved in his heart, "How can you stay in the gentle countryside all the time?" You and I are husband and wife, and we must not say such things again. ”

"Even so, I have never been married to you, Mrs., and the fault is that I am a husband. Madam...... I've been wronged all along. ”

"Where did the husband come from," Zi Su comforted him: "Husband, you serve the imperial court, and it is the time to make meritorious contributions, how can you focus on the love of your children?" Yanran smiled, "You and I are still young, and the days to come will be long?" Why rush for a while? ”

"Madame can think like this, it is very comforting for her husband," Yang Muyun stared at her deeply, "If you can't make achievements for your husband within three years, you should resign and return to your hometown, live a good life with your wife, and don't think ......about it again."

"Husband, you're too eager to get it done," Zi Su said to meet his gaze, "Three years? There are people who live in the official life but only a petty official of the first sixteenth or seventh grade, and the husband is less than sixteen years old and has already made extraordinary achievements, so that most eunuchs are out of reach, do you still want to enter the phase before the age of twenty? He held his hand and said deeply: "Husband, you don't have to think too much, the concubine understands your thoughts...... Since I have married you, I don't think about him anymore, and now that I have the holy text, my husband is an official with all my heart, and my concubine is my husband and children, and I will never lose each other. ”

"Madam......" Yang Muyun's eyes were moist, and his voice was choked.

"Okay," Shisu patted him lightly on the shoulder, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "The man has tears and doesn't flick...... It's not too early, so let the concubine serve you and rest earlier! ”

"Well, Madame go to bed first, I'll blow out the candles!"

......

The curtain hung low, and the two of them hugged each other, and the thin layer of leno on Shisu's body did not fade, and they buried their heads in Yang Muyun's chest

Before muttering, Yang Muyun stroked her soft long hair and replied in a low voice, the two had not slept together for several days, as if they had endless words.

"You're in charge of this big mess, are you still used to it?" Yang Muyun asked.

"Hasn't it always been like this? What could not be used to? Zi Su raised her eyebrows lightly, and said with a hint of banter: "I also want to leave this big mess behind, so that I can accompany my husband and you all day long, but is my husband really willing to do that?" ”

"Hmm...... I'm just afraid that you're too busy and tired," Yang Muyun diverted the topic, "You should also set up a mansion outside, so that I don't have to pass through this courtyard to find you." ”

"Isn't it good here?" Shisu raised her delicate chin and turned her face sideways to wink at him, "Yingying Yanyan is full of lovely women, don't men like such places?" ”

"I'm your husband, not a disciple who lingers in the land of fireworks," Yang Muyun stretched out his hand and hooked her pretty little Yao's nose, "For the sake of my husband, I think about you, but you still come to make fun of me." ”

"If I really set up a house outside, wouldn't I fight Sister Zhou in the ring?" Zi Su smiled: "It will still make you embarrassed then, unlike here, no one will come to Luo Hao." ”

"Do you really plan to stay here for the rest of your life?" Yang Muyun asked.

"I don't know," Shisu slowly closed her eyes, "who could have predicted what the future would bring?" I want to marry an honest and honest person to live a peaceful and stable life, who knows......" shook his head slightly, and didn't say any more.

"If you had to choose again, wouldn't you choose to marry me?"

"Maybe," Zi Su said lightly: "I swore that I would find someone I liked, and I would never be a concubine with anyone, but I don't think you have never mentioned to me that you have ever been married......" sighed lightly, "It's too late to regret it." ”

Yang Muyun was stunned and silent.

"You are my enemy in my previous life, I owe you in my previous life, let me pay you back in this life," Zi Su continued: "I pretended to be angry with Ning Gongzi, who knew that you took it seriously, and you should not challenge him, so I just left......"

"Then why did you just marry Ning Gongzi at that time? He didn't marry anyway. Yang Muyun sent out a question buried in his heart.

"Didn't Ning Gongzi tell you the reason?" The corners of Shiso's lips curved in an alluring arc.

Yang Muyun did not answer.

"Looks like he doesn't want you to know," Shisu smiled, "I can marry you, it's you who owe him." ”

"Well...... Yang Muyun thought thoughtfully, "I want to repay his favor, and I have to match him for a marriage." He remembered Zhu Zhiqing, who was entangled with Ning Gongzi, could the county lord of the dignified Zhou Wangfu marry a deputy Qianhu of Jinyiwei?

"You don't want to be too troubled," Shisu raised his head to look at him, a flawless face that seemed to be smiling, "If you come here, he may really kill you, and I can't save you." ”

"Oh......" Yang Muyun wanted to ask again, when there was a knock on the door.

Zi Su frowned, "These unruly ones are really not light-hearted." He raised his voice and said, "Who is it?" What's up? ”

"Girl," Yao's mother's voice came from outside, "are you asleep?" ”