"Even if I go, Your Majesty may not be willing to see me, and now I may not know where the wild fox spirit came from." Concubine Li blurted out habitually, obviously these words were not once or twice, and everyone else lowered their heads and took them for granted.

"Whoa." Most of the fox spirits that others thought of were Bai Ling, Miss Bai, who His Majesty was still growing up in Baifu at that time.

Isn't it rumored in the outside world that Miss Bai is about to marry Champion Lang, is it possible that she regrets it now, and begins to worry about the position of the queen again, otherwise His Majesty is in love with her, and plans to continue the front edge, but I don't know if Champion Lang is cuckolded and brought to be happy.

The palm lamp is bright, the bead yarn floats, the dark fragrance strikes people, the plum blossom tree branch outside is mixed with the vermilion lamp candle shadow is reflected on the clean bluestone slab brick, the moon is still coming out, the ground window is white, the red and green walls are colorful. The light-colored tassel hanging from the bed curtain moved, and then was pulled apart by a pair of hands, revealing the full view inside.

Xiao Yuzi rubbed her hair that was a little frizzy and static, and she was still a little sleepy, she got up and looked at the empty big living room, and the feeling of loneliness was born from the bottom of her heart, spreading straight to her heart, as if she was pressed by something, she was out of breath, and even the soothing incense lit in the room smelled at the tip of her nose was a sense of disgust, so that she missed the warm fragrant nephrite jade in the palace more and more, the row of green orchids planted under the window, the bright hibiscus red begonia flowers in the courtyard, and a jade/leg wrapped around the waist when she slept in the middle of the night.

There is no harm in the complete contrast between the two, and people are always used to the warmth and find it difficult to accept the darkness.

"Master, you've woken up." Not long after he opened his eyes, the originally closed door was pushed open, and the tea brothers, who wore soft soles and couldn't make the slightest sound, went in and out.

"Hmm." Xu has slept for a long time, his voice is a little hoarse, and even his spirit is not good and tired.

"Master, you first drink some shredded chicken porridge to cushion your stomach, this is the porridge that Lin Gongzi deliberately asked us to cook for the master personally when he left, Lin Gongzi said that the master is not in good health now, and he needs to avoid greasy and spicy things, so he specially asked us to prepare it for you." Twice deliberately emphasized the two hands, in their hearts I am afraid that the master will be more acceptable.

Not long after Xiao Yuzi woke up, the two brothers Cha Sheng and Cha Ge, who were waiting outside, pushed the door in, one went to light the lamp to illuminate the prosperous and elegant palace that was a little empty and empty, and the other was brought to the table with a bowl of porridge boiled with herbs and pork and a few plates of refreshing side dishes.

"You said Lin Yan that he had been here." It turned out that in his sleep, he inadvertently felt that someone soothed the sorrow between his eyebrows and the faint fragrance of jasmine between his nose was not fake, let alone what he dreamed of, but it really happened, and his fingers nervously grasped the purple satin quilt and did not loosen his face.

"When did she come, where is she now, but she is still here." Xiao Yuzi was in a hurry to get out of bed and go out to look for someone, he found that his chest was beating so wildly that he couldn't breathe, and now, no, he immediately wanted to see her.

I desperately want to see her, smell her unique faint fragrance, and even want to have her in my dreams.

However, it has only been two days since he was separated, and he has never thought of her so much as he does now, desperately wanting to see her and possess her, but his feet are weak, and he can't help but soften his legs and feet as soon as he gets out of bed, and he almost falls directly on his back, so he is not embarrassed, holding on to the edge of the bed, full of surprise.

"When Lin Gongzi first came, the master was sleeping, Lin Gongzi sat on the side of the master's bed and read a book, and waited until it was completely dark before leaving. The tea student put down the rattan mahogany lacquer tray and hurriedly stepped forward to help Xiao Yuzi.

"She's coming, why don't you wake up the king?" The anxious and nervous question blurted out, faintly restless.

"It was Lin Gongzi who asked us not to wake up the master, and said that the master had slept peacefully and eaten well recently, and asked about the things of serving the master, and asked us to prepare some gadgets that could relieve boredom for the master." Cha Sheng withstood his anger and hardened his head.

"Lin Gongzi is actually very worried about the master, I am afraid that the master will be in a bad mood due to illness, when I came in to add tea earlier, I also saw Lin Gongzi secretly holding a paper to draw the sleeping baby elephant of the prince and bring it back."

"Prepare the sedan chair, this king is about to leave now." Xiao Yuzi had a calm face, the more he listened to him, the more unbearable he became, he didn't want to stay in it for a moment now, he just wanted to go back and see the little man who hadn't seen him for a day, and listened to her tone of worrying about herself, and even the figure of busy for her, he admitted that he was a very bad person, even selfish, but so what.

As long as people are under his nose, he can feel at ease.

"But my lord, Your Majesty said that I would let you recuperate in the palace."

"Immediately, immediately." After receiving Xiao Yuzi's yin vulture's gaze, Cha Sheng almost bit his tongue and said; "Okay, my subordinates will arrange it now."

Back in the palace where Wang Xifeng stayed in Beijing, Lin Chaoge had just taken a bath, his hair was still wet with moisture, and his porcelain white face was steamed red, and he didn't dry it, so he casually spread it behind, the ancients had a saying that the body was affected by the skin, and Lin Chaoge had not cut his hair since he came here, at most he took a small pair of scissors to trim the ends of his split hair or was disobedient and always loved maverick hair.

Her long, inky black hair was scattered to her waist and swayed gently with her movements, which always reminded her of a poem she had often seen; 'Wait for my long hair to reach my waist, and it is good for my son to marry me.' ’

The pure white corner embroidered with a few low-key flowers in the silk dress is more and more lined with the waist and legs, and even the face is beautiful and soft, Lin Chaoge prepared for her after drinking, added the almond goat milk of osmanthus, and there was a circle of white hair milk rings on the edge of the circle, just about to sleep, there was a noisy sound outside the hospital, and even the slave housekeeper who had fallen asleep woke up.

Lin Chaoge was disturbed and lost a little drowsy, casually draped a light-colored robe on a mahogany stool, and put on a pair of snow-white socks without shoes on his feet, and was about to go out to have a look, the closed door was opened, and a hug full of faint medicinal fragrance rushed in directly and hugged the person tightly, and when he got closer, he could still hear her strong and powerful chest beating.

Lin Chaoge guessed who the person was, stretched out his hand to hug it, listened to the rhythmic and rhythmic heartbeat of the other party, buried his body that was a head shorter than the other party deep into it, and listened to her strong and powerful heartbeat.

The moon is cloudy and sunny, people have joys and sorrows, and thousands of miles are together, and this matter is difficult to complete.

Far away in the northwest land, Wang Xifeng once again failed to fall asleep, the whole person sat up a little irritably, and pulled his hair that had not been washed for a long time, and even smelled, the more he pondered about it, the more uncomfortable he became, and he had to sit up in his clothes, push open the door and came to the empty courtyard.

The narrow yard is not even as big as the one he lives in Luoyang, and there are not even a few flowers and trees to watch, some are just a few stubborn and free-growing dog's tail grass and turquoise ivy climbing around the earthen wall, it is only nearly September, and even the air breathed at night and in the early morning is a little cool, and the longer I stay here, the more I think about a little white-eyed wolf in Chang'an.

I don't know how she is now, whether she has grown taller or not, whether she is thin or fat, whether she is black or white, why she has not written to him for so long. Have you forgotten him, a bad husband who is thousands of miles away, and sure enough, he has a new love and forgets his old love, and he thinks that others are old and yellow, and he is not as good as his young and beautiful brother outside, the inferior nature of men is really hateful.

As everyone knows, he didn't write a letter and sent it back, even Lin Chaoge couldn't find it when he wrote a letter and sent it, every time she sent an envelope from Chang'an to the northwest, all of them had the same result, and they sank into the sea.

The wind and sand in the northwest are too strong, often blowing so that people can't open their eyes, especially in the late autumn and harsh winter when it is windy and rainy, the wind blowing on the face is like a knife cutting, and it hurts hotly, not only hurting but also taking away the dry moisture on your face.

In addition, the folk customs are fierce and everyone is martial, and they will stage a full martial arts if they don't agree with each other, Wang Xifeng is a newcomer, and he is often mistaken by others for a little girl's family, people don't call him Wang Gongzi, Young Master Wang, but Miss Wang, Miss Wang, and many five big and three rough men have laughed at how a person who is like a white chicken can go to battle and kill the enemy. It wasn't until he was beaten down by him, the person who was ridiculed by them for cutting chickens, that he was honest, except for them, he was chased by a young widow who didn't know how many big daughters-in-law and little girls or young widows with bold styles, crying and shouting that he and he wanted to have a dewy marriage without interest entanglement, and he was so scared that he didn't go out for several days.

People send nicknames, Wang instigates?

Especially the more he walked in, the closer the other party was to the battlefield, and the danger was everywhere, even with the fact that in addition to poor public security, he was poor, had no long clothes, and had no food, the more he firmly believed in the decision in his heart, but as long as he thought about it, he hadn't seen Lin Yan for three or five years, and his throat and eyes were blocked and uncomfortable.

It's like a child who has always wanted candy and is suddenly told that he has two cavities, and if he continues to eat it, all of his teeth will die, and he will roll on the floor in pain.

Wang Xifeng himself sometimes can't help but feel the urge to write a letter and send it back to Chang'an, but every time he writes and tears, tears and writes again and again, even if it is finally written, he does not have the courage to send it, so that now he has saved a big basket of envelopes, just waiting for that day to hire a carriage to pull it back.

"Young master, are you unable to sleep again, but you are thinking about Lin Gongzi."