Liu Yichen and Song Zhiyao, the two grabbed the ribbon and entered the richly decorated cave room together. Si Baihong and Meng Wenya also walked next door.

The two sat on the bed, and Song Zhiyao unfolded the bright red Baizi quilt and slowly covered him. The palace maid on the side came in and lit incense.

Song Zhiyao looked at her beloved man, looked shy, and was stunned for a long time before she said. "Today, I finally have the status of husband and wife."

As she spoke, she gently tugged at her shirt, and her beautiful breasts stood up. His face was crimson and bulging. Move towards Liu Yichen's side.

Liu Yichen looked at her soft expression and couldn't hold it anymore. stretched out his hand, grabbed her round waist, and pressed it under the white quilt.

She smiled, her eyes glazed over. Liu Yichen's majestic body was gently pressed against it. Fingers were stretched out, and her dark eyebrows were retracted.

Song Zhiyao heard a pleasant voice coming from the other side of the room. She raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Xianggong, this Spring Festival is a moment, how can you wait any longer."

The two of them enjoyed the pleasure, their bodies wrapped in the quilt. After a long time, Liu Yichen slowly got up and wiped the sweat from his sideburns. "It's really hard for you."

Song Zhiyao touched her body soothingly, her face flushed with shame. "Xianggong, very comfortable, the slave family is not afraid." Hunched over in the corner of the bed.

At this time, the palace maid knocked on the door, lit an oil lamp, and brought a few pieces of crispy snacks. Liu Yichen pinched the snack, pressed it against her body, and sent it to her mouth.

Song Zhiyao stretched out her tongue, licked the puff pastry on the dim sum, and exhaled fragrant breath. "Xianggong, the slave family really loves you, don't separate again."

She was close to Liu Yichen's neck, and her skin, which was as white as clotted milk, was softly attached to Liu Yichen's body. The cheeks of the two were hot with excitement.

As he spoke, Liu Yichen grabbed her body, and the two stuck together happily. "Good Yao'er, Xianggong will never leave you."

At the same time, the emperor also summoned six old men. "Ladies and gentlemen, you have also suffered a lot for cultivating good talents for the country, and I am very grateful to you."

Several old men said together. "Your Majesty, how dare you be an old man, it's just that the court is holy and enlightened, so that our dull children can also serve the country."

The emperor looked at the old man generously and laughed loudly. "On today's big day, I am also happy, and I would like to give you a glass." Raise the wine bottle and take a big gulp.

Several old men also drank respectfully together. General Si Lao drank the most, his face was flushed, and his mouth was full of wine.

At the same time, those palace maids also carried dishes and went everywhere. When he saw that he had finished eating, he removed the empty plate and went with a new one.

Those guests, eat comfortably. They drank fruit wine and tasted the dishes, and their faces were full of light. "The best imperial chef in the palace, the taste is fragrant."

The emperor also took the little prince's hand and went down together. Every time he saw an official, he pulled the little prince and said kindly.

"Son, in the future, these uncles will be the pillars of the country, you must respect them." The cute little prince saluted them cutely.

Those officials, looking at the emperor, were so sincere and approachable. They all knelt on the ground and thanked him. "Your Majesty has won the award, but the villain is stupid and doesn't dare to be it."

The emperor came to the end and saw Yue Hanlin again. He sat alone at a small wooden table, with only porridge and tea in front of him, and a plate of lettuce.

The Emperor walked over curiously and sat down. "Father-in-law, why is this?" The Emperor continued. "It's a big day, so simple."

Yue Hanlin bowed his body, knelt heavily on the ground, and kowtowed. "Your Majesty, the villain is just afraid that if he eats these, he will not be used to eating local things."

The Emperor stretched out his hand and slowly pulled him up. "Father-in-law, you really read the book of sages and sages, and your head reads wood, what can you do on this day?"

Yue Hanlin just didn't get up and said quietly. "Your Majesty, the strange things in the distance, the gradual progress of the palace room, from here." His expression gradually became solemn.

The Emperor pondered his words and sighed. "I know, I will be temperate in the future, you go back early and deal with the civil affairs of the county."

With that, the emperor returned to the banquet. He sat down at the top table and entertained six old men. The palace ladies brought the best dishes and put them on the table.

General Si Lao was eating meat in a big gulp, and Meng Lao was also on the side, drinking with him. Song Yuanwai and his wife, but the two of them sat still.

The emperor walked up to the two of them and personally held the fragrant chicken and bird's nest soup. "Second elder, don't be restrained." Poured into the bowl in front of the two of them.

Song Yuanwai and his wife reacted together and knelt down heavily. "Your Majesty, it's all right." All eyes looked at them together.

The Emperor looked at the two of them. "The second elder quickly calmed down, drank my appetizer soup, and tasted the delicacies." The two of them raised their heads and drank the soup in one gulp.

The Emperor looked at them and smiled. "The second elder seems to have something on his mind, and he just told me." Song Yuanwai hesitated for a long time before he whispered.

"Your Majesty, it's just an old lady, she always wants to go in, say a few more words to Yao'er, and hope that Your Majesty will approve it." The two eunuchs led her in.

Song Zhiyao and Liu Yichen have never been so excited and relaxed as they are today. The two were wrapped in a hundred quilts, fell in love several times, and became more and more harmonious.

She opened her watery eyes, and her pupils were full of Liu Yichen's strong figure. "Xianggong, the slave family is very tired, and he will rest for a while."

As she spoke, Song Zhiyao curled her hair, leaned on his chest, and fell asleep happily. Liu Yichen's body did not move at all, for fear of disturbing her sleep.

A little yellow warbler, coming through the window, squeaked. Liu Yichen stared at it and smiled. "You lovely bird, you are here to be happy."

Song Zhiyao remembered a lot in her dream. The thoughts in my heart are all fused together. She woke up suddenly, clear and thoughtful.

She raised her head and looked at Liu Yichen and smiled. The two men clasped each other and leaned their fingers on each other. The little bird, flew to her shoulder.

Song Zhiyao stretched out her palm, and there was a small pile of millet inside. The bird lowered its cute head, pecked softly, and chirped loudly.

Looking at the bird, she smiled with satisfaction. "God has the virtue of a good life, this little bird is really cute, release it, and accumulate a blessing."

At that moment, there was a knock on the door. Liu Yichen stepped forward, looked at the two eunuchs, and supported Mrs. Song. "My lord, the old man has come to see you."

He looked at Old Madam Song, and the two got up together. "Mother, my husband is very good to me, let's go out for a walk." And they went out.

At this time, the guests went to the back of the hall together. It turned out that the emperor, who had arranged a circus performance, was in the garden behind the palace.

The old mother was in front, and the two of them were on their sides, walking comfortably. Song Zhiyao looked at the sky, making a loud noise, and the gorgeous fireworks were shining.

She looked around and didn't see Si Baihong and them. It's just that around, a group of strange people, with braids on the back of their heads and a lock of beard at the corners of their mouths.

Liu Yichen asked suspiciously. "Where are you from?" The first strong man, with his big braids, said unfluently. "Pine Desert Country."

When they arrived in the garden, it was already crowded with people. The two of them casually found an empty seat and helped the old lady to sit down.

Those with braids also sat rudely aside. They grabbed the lice in their braids, spoke strange language, and talked uncontrollably.

Except for the leader of the people, everyone else has an indescribable sour smell. "These envoys are really a little disgusting."

After a long time, Liu Yichen pulled them and sat down next to the emperor. "Your Majesty, where did the young general go? I didn't see him either. ”

The Emperor just smiled. "Don't be in a hurry, after half an hour, you will naturally see." Soon, in the middle of the garden, the eunuchs circled a few horses.

The two looked at Hou Qu and were coming from their horses. He was dressed in a black robe, and he was in good spirits. The horses were arranged in a circle.

With a trumpet, Hou Qu's body moved, and his hands turned into several light balls, throwing them together, the speed became faster and faster, and the palms of his hands were then very stable.

Everyone was amazed. "It's a god!" As he spoke, his body moved, and while catching the balls, he jumped to the back of the horse behind.

The horses were frightened, and they all ran around the reins, kicking up a cloud of dust. He jumped eight horses, however, not a single ball landed.

The crowd applauded, he put away the ball, jumped off his horse, and saluted the spectators. Soon, Si Baihong held a curved bow in his hand and jumped on the horse's back again.

He said loudly. "Guys, who dares to give it a try? Watching me shoot an arrow, I used it only once, and then I used the shaft of the arrow to block the arrow in the air. ”

This performance is so dangerous that no one dares to step forward. Song Zhiyao looked at him and sweated for him. "It's so bold."

At this time, the leader of the big pigtails, laughed loudly. "You Dongsheng people, it is very interesting, even if I shoot an arrow, I can naturally shoot your horse's head."

The emperor looked over there, and he didn't know what to do. Si Baihong said with a smile. "It is to let you have three arrows, if you hurt me, the war horse will be half a hair, and I will worship you as a teacher."

The spectators, hiding in both directions. The big braid, took out a poplar bow in his hand, pulled a long arrow, and aimed at Liu Yichen's horse's head.

His fingers tugged at the bowstring and he muttered a spell. Song Zhiyao looked at Liu Yichen eagerly, and could only chant Buddhist scriptures helplessly.

Si Baihong looked at the face with big braids in the firelight, and smiled secretly in his heart. "Don't say three arrows, even three hundred arrows, and they won't hit me."

The palm of the big braid was pulled suddenly, the bowstring snapped, and the sharp arrow flew out violently. Si Baihong also listened to the direction of the voice.

He twisted the bowstring, his mind determined the direction. The sharp arrow stirred up a fierce gust of wind. I heard a loud bang, and blue fire burst out of the air.

Everyone looked at the ground, and the two arrows collided and shattered. Two arrows, stuck together in the ground. The crowd high-fived and applauded.

Song Zhiyao looked at Si Baihong's heroic face, brightened by the firelight. "Bai Hong, take it when you see it, we're all a little sleepy."

Listening to her words, Si Baihong laughed loudly. "No, it's better to try for a while." The big braids, the hideous face, full of anger.

He glared and pointed at Si Baihong. Said in a thick voice. "What kind of hero is shooting with an arrow? If you have the ability, take it with your hands. ”

Those spectators, looking at the scoundrel look of the big pigtails, looked sideways. Looking at this situation, the emperor frowned and said.

"It's very cold today, so I'll leave the field first, and I'll come back tomorrow." It's just that the big braids, and a few followers, shouted to themselves. "Compare and do."

Si Baihong looked at them, very domineering. "Let's compare, then." He threw his bow on the ground with both hands, pouted, and looked at the big thick braids.

The big braid, the palm of the hand is tight and pulls the bowstring. His eyes were aimed at Si Baihong's face. "This time, it's going to kill you."

A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the arrow shot out again. It's just Si Baihong, lightly Shu Ape Arm, the arrow just reached the tip of the nose, and he twisted the arrow shaft.

Suddenly, the atmosphere around was very awkward and tense. The big braid, angry straight stamped feet. "Again, I don't believe I can't shoot this horse's head."

When Meng Wenya saw this, she was also anxious. walked out of the crowd and pulled the reins of Si Baihong's horse. "Xianggong, let's rest in peace soon."

Si Baihong smiled confidently. "So what, it's just a visitor from afar in the desert, no matter what, you have to convince the family."

The big braids, the angry scream. Several attendants on the side also cheered. "This arrow will definitely hit." He pushed forward with all his strength and shot another arrow.

Only at that moment, Si Baihong had already calculated the trajectory of the arrow. Stretching out his finger, the arrow flew straight back.