"But the princess has something on her mind?" Wang Junlin couldn't help but ask.

I have to say that Yang Lihua's melancholy appearance is really moving, even if she is forced to smile, but she can't hide the bitterness and pain in her heart. Wang Junlin knew that he was now riding a tiger, so he simply wanted to understand this woman thoroughly so that he could make plans, not to mention that he was really curious about what was on the mind of such a beautiful and moving mature woman, and why was he depressed?

"Why, I want to know."

"Well, I'm a little curious."

"Giggles, if you want to hear it, I'll drink with Hongu."

As he spoke, Yang Lihua pushed a glass of turquoise wine in front of Wang Junlin, Wang Junlin sniffed it lightly, and found that this wine seemed to be the legendary bamboo leaf green, he knew that this wine had great stamina, but it was much worse than the liquor of later generations. But he frowned slightly, so as a difficult state, gritted his teeth and lifted the wine glass, and drank all the wine in the glass, but the wine was drunk in a hurry, and he immediately coughed violently.

Yang Lihua was surprised, just now Wang Junlin said that he was not good at drinking, he thought it was just a prevarication, but now it seems that he really doesn't like to drink.

"Is General Wang really not good at drinking, so why do you drink so violently?" Wang Junlin's gesture was originally to tell Yang Lihua that he was really not good at drinking, so as not to drink too much and lose his temper. Who would have thought that Yang Lihua would get up and walk over to him, gently rubbing Wang Junlin's back. The warm fragrance of the mature woman came, which made Wang Junlin's heart beat faster in an instant, and his heart rippled, because the groove under the skirt and the faint pink were all in his eyes.

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness, it's okay to be humble!"

Wang Junlin secretly shouted in his heart, this woman seemed to regard him as a prey, he didn't dare to look more, and quickly looked away.

Yang Lihua saw that he had calmed down, so she was a little reluctant to move away, but looking at Wang Junlin's embarrassed appearance, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Wang Junlin couldn't help but read: "Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red; I don't know where to go? The princess was still smiling. The beauty of the princess is really a smile that captivates the city, and then laughs at the country. ”

When Yang Lihua heard this, her eyes lit up, and she muttered in her mouth: "In this door last year, the peach blossoms on the human face were red; I don't know where to go? The princess was still smiling. Hahaha...... I don't know where to go? The princess was still smiling. ”

In the end, Yang Lihua shed tears quietly in two lines. And Yang Lihua herself was in a trance, but she didn't seem to know. In this delicate state, how can there be the charming posture of Fang Cai, but when Wang Junlin saw it in his eyes, he couldn't help but feel a slight pain in his heart, and he felt a strong sense of pity.

Wang Junlin didn't expect Yang Lihua to cry, which made him overwhelmed for a while, an old lady and several palace maids ran in from outside, Yang Lihua scolded: "Go out." Then the men frightened out again.

The poem that Wang Junlin just read was a poem by the Tang Dynasty poet Cui Hu, he just changed the first two words of the last sentence to the word 'princess', and the meaning expressed in the poem was too consistent with Yang Lihua's experience, so he couldn't help but read it out, but he didn't expect to cause such a strong reaction from Yang Lihua.

Speaking of which, Wang Junlin didn't have such a good memory, but since he faked his death once and achieved miraculous skills, some of the books and knowledge he had read before, and some memories that he was about to forget when he was a child, became clear, otherwise although Wang Junlin studied well and his Chinese scores were excellent, he would not have remembered this not very famous poem.

Wang Junlin didn't know how to comfort Yang Lihua, so he could only sit beside her and accompany her to drink glass by cup. I don't know how long it took, the two of them were about to drink up the two jars of wine, Yang Lihua stretched out her slender jade hand to wipe away her tears, looked at the pond fire in a daze, let out a sigh of relief, and said softly: "I know you have read, but I didn't expect you to be able to make poems, and you did it so well, it touched the deepest pain in the heart of the palace, but after crying, I felt much better, so the palace decided to reward you." ”

Wang Junlin smiled bitterly in his heart, and wanted to say that this poem was not made by himself, but he hesitated a little and did not say it.

"You were summoned to Beijing by my father this time, if this palace is not mistaken, you are going to be used by your father as a stirring stick to muddy the tacit understanding of the gate valve family, but if my father knows that you are all-round in civil and military affairs, I am afraid that you will not only be regarded as a stirring stick, but as a sharp sword." Yang Lihua looked at the fire pond and said lightly, there was no previous charm and seduction.

Wang Junlin didn't expect that a poem would have this benefit, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but when he thought of what Yang Lihua said, his expression became solemn. Before coming, he and Yu Juluo also analyzed the real purpose of Emperor Sui to summon him to Kyoto, after all, if it was just a simple reward, there was no need to summon a young general who guarded the border town to Kyoto.

This had already been speculated by Wang Junlin before, so after being assassinated before, he would make a calculation, and further speculate on some things by looking at the reactions of Emperor Sui and Kyoto. But the result he racked his brains to deduce, how could Yang Lihua, the eldest princess who knew Yang Jian very well, and had been a queen, and experienced two dynasties, was closer to the truth.

Thinking of the credibility of what Yang Lihua said, Wang Junlin couldn't help but secretly sigh that today's ambiguity of playing with fire was not in vain, at least he further knew what Emperor Sui wanted him to do, so that he would be able to make the right response when facing some things in the next step.

"However, you don't have to be afraid, the relationship between the family gate valve is complicated, and the grievances are not clear, for example, the Guanlong gate valve and the Shandong Shi clan have never dealt with each other, and the Hedong Pei family, the Wang family and other wealthy families have many contradictions with the Guanlong gate valve and the Shandong Shi clan, so as long as you have enough means and my father and the emperor secretly support, such as Qiu Rui, an old dog can't do anything to you." Yang Lihua saw that Wang Junlin's expression was solemn and his face was worried, so she said with a smile.

Speaking of this, I don't know if it was because Yang Lihua drank too much, or if she thought of something embarrassing, her eyebrows and eyes flowed, her face was crimson, she suddenly stretched out her arm, hugged Wang Junlin in her arms, and said gently: "What's more, with the poem you made for the palace, the palace will cover you and won't let those old dogs bully you." ”

Wang Junlin also drank a lot of wine at this time, surrounded by warm fragrant nephrite at this time, the soft and firm on Yang Lihua's chest on his head, his heart was pounding, but he did not dodge and struggle at all, and he actually had a natural state.

"A beautiful woman like Your Highness should live happily every day, and become more and more beautiful." Wang Junlin said faintly.

Yang Lihua showed a sweet smile, her slender jade hand gently patted Wang Junlin's back, and said with a grin: "You are right, this palace should live happily, otherwise wouldn't it be sorry for those people who once cared about me." ”

Wang Junlin was a little drunk, buried his body in the arms of this beautiful woman who was nearly ten years older than him, and subconsciously hugged her slender waist.

As for what Yang Lihua said, he couldn't remember it, and it was difficult for him to think about other things in this confusion.

This is the power of a mature woman, and at the same time, that faint sense of warmth makes Wang Junlin feel a feeling similar to maternal love that he has never felt since he came to this era.

And Yang Lihua seems to have entered a wonderful state at this time, and she also faintly feels what kind of mood this young general from the future generations, whose outlook on life and values are fundamentally different from all the men in this world, and who is nearly ten years younger than her, is having.

However, when Wang Junlin's hands were wrapped around her waist, a strange feeling was born in her heart. It's a wonderful feeling, and it's complicated at the same time.

She felt that the famous man in her arms had a very unique temperament, and there was a gentle and delicate heart under the fierce name, mature and stable at the same time, but not lacking the unique vitality and high-spiritedness of young people.

At first, she wanted to seduce Wang Junlin, but at this time, she only wanted to continue this feeling, so she didn't make any more superfluous movements, gently rubbed Wang Junlin's hair, and carefully looked at Wang Junlin's angular face like a knife, which was full of a strange temptation for her.

Wang Junlin accompanied Yang Lihua to drink a lot of bamboo leaves when Yang Lihua was crying because of his poem before, and at this time, his stamina came up, his face was flushed, and he didn't know when, he had fallen asleep.

Yang Lihua sighed softly, put Wang Junlin flat on the velvet blanket, and personally picked up another blanket and covered Wang Junlin. Then he leaned beside Wang Junlin, brushed Wang Junlin's cheeks with his slender fingers, and a faint smile appeared on his delicate face......

Wang Junlin felt that the seductive mature woman next to him lay down quietly, and after not continuing to move further, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and it didn't take long for him to really fall asleep.

When Wang Junlin woke up, the sky was already bright.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on a velvet blanket, covered with a blanket. With a faint scent lingering around his nose, he rolled over and sat up and looked around.

The fire in the fire pit had been extinguished, and the red curtain was gone. Yang Lihua was not in the bamboo house, the early morning sun shone into the house, indicating a good weather, Wang Junlin got up and stretched his waist.

The little lynx also stood up with its wit, and shook its body.

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A day later, Wang Junlin and Yu Zimo and his entourage finally came to the center of the Great Sui - Kyoto Daxing City, looking at the towering city wall in the distance, Wang Junlin took a deep breath, this is a battlefield for him, it is a battlefield that is much more dangerous than facing the Turks and Tuyuhun people in the northwest.

Although there were not many people in the group, everyone was armed with swords and bows, riding tall horses, and did not wear military uniforms and armor, so they attracted the attention of the guards at the gate of Yanping from a distance.

PS: I struggled with not letting the protagonist sleep with Yang Lihua for several days, so that it affected the progress of the novel.