The posture of the two is ambiguous, her whole body is indescribably soft, her skin touches, and there is an emotional heartbeat, as if her heart has been melted, and a flame of love jumps up.

Red lips are like fire, beauty is like jade, Song Ting's eyes are moved, the eye circles are slightly red, and the hand holding her trembles.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, and there was a slight hint of panic and doubt in her beautiful eyes, she reached out and rubbed his face carefully, and whispered: "Xianggong, what's wrong with you......"

Song Tingyu was a little annoyed: "Didn't you say that you were disheartened? Don't you want to marry me? ”

Zhao Yuanzhen let go of the soft pair of soft clothes that hugged him, sat in a dignified posture, and was silent for a while, before she asked in a low voice: "Xianggong, is this blaming me?"

"Xianggong......" She grabbed his hand with both hands, and the thumb of her left hand rubbed carefully in his palm, and there was a burst of comfortable softness, crispy numbness, and his heart was also shaken, Song Ting seemed to hear his own heartbeat, coo, and his Adam's apple also agitated......

She let out a long sigh, and then whispered softly, as if she was trickling her heart, and wanted to tell him: "That day, my father wanted to marry me to the Liao State and wanted to make peace with the Liao State, but I would rather die than agree, and hit my head on the pillars of the Qinzheng Palace. I had no idea of life, but who knows, I was still rescued by Imperial Doctor Ouyang. My father put me under house arrest, thinking that I would figure it out, but in the end I chose to marry Liao. But I didn't expect that a few of my maids would help me escape......"

Speaking of this, she smiled slightly: "After some planning, we left the palace and met Xianggong ...... on the street" She looked at it with indescribable tenderness in her eyes.

"So you see that I should be like an honest and deceitful person, planning to use me first and hide it from ......the emperor," Song Ting pouted and interjected.

Zhao Yuanzhen sneered, shook Song Ting's hand, and said coquettishly: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, you listen to me......"

Of course, Song Ting was not angry, he also wanted to know how "Song Xiucai" met the princess.

Zhao Yuanzhen continued to shake his hand gently, his movements were gentle, and he said slowly: "I took Xianggong to see my father and said that we were married." I originally thought that my father would not let me marry Liao again...... Who knows...... Who knows, it's going to be like this. At this point, she was a little excited, and her chest rose and fell slightly.

"But that's a good thing to do now." After a pause, she smiled and said: "Xianggong treats me sincerely, in order to save me, he didn't eat, drink or sleep, and risked his life to go to Suzhou to ask for medicine." The princess treats me so well, how can I repay the concubine......" As she spoke, she leaned her head on Song Ting's shoulder, with a look of defatuated joy on her face.

"Xianggong treats Yuanzhen really well, Yuanzhen was ignorant before, I didn't see Xianggong's good, I didn't feel Xianggong's love for Yuanzhen, after this incident...... Yuan Zhen felt the goodness of Xiang Gong and felt Xiang Gong's love for Yuan Zhen. Yuan Zhen is not a person who is cold by nature, and he said to Xianggong before that he was disheartened and wanted to escape into the empty door, but he was cold for a while. Now, seeing that Xianggong treats Yuanzhen so well, Yuanzhen is really happy in her heart, and Yuanzhen's heart is also hot, I don't believe it...... Xianggong touched it. She stood up, took Song Ting's hand, and gradually touched her......

As soft as cotton wool, Song Ting's face was red and his heart was beating, and he finally couldn't hold it anymore, stood up, hugged Zhao Yuanzhen in his arms, picked up her face, met her slightly beautiful face, lowered his head, and gradually brought his face closer...

The thick love is scorching, like a fire, dry wood and the fire meet, nourishing and blending, lust is a wonderful fire, it makes people lose control.

Gently muttered, after a slight resistance, it was to refuse and welcome, the collision of passion, the mutual licking of taste buds, entanglement, entanglement, as a certain pair of hands became dishonest, the two bodies gradually warmed up, and there was a burst of scorching heat.

Song Ting let go of her hand first, her eyes were confused, and she was still unsatisfied, and she took his hand very emotionally: "Xianggong, let's go back to the room to rest......"

"Okay, let's go back to the room and rest......"

Song Ting took advantage of her inattention, picked her up sideways, Hugh saw that she looked slightly plump, but in fact, her weight was only more than ninety pounds, plump but the meat grew in the place where it should be, and in recent days, she has lost weight due to poison, obviously less than ninety pounds. Song Ting has been exercising, sleeping and eating enough, nourishing his spirit, and holding this eighty or ninety pound delicate body, it is still very relaxed.

"Hehe, Xianggong, let me down......" Zhao Yuanzhen pretended to beat Song Ting's shoulder, and laughed coquettishly.

Song Ting kicked open the door of the west wing, there was a lantern inside, and the red tent was warm, which was very suitable for the atmosphere......

"Bang", Song Ting took the door with his feet, put Zhao Yuanzhen's delicate body on the bed, and stripped her clothes one by one like peeling onions, and finally only one obscene clothes remained, he quickly took off his clothes, climbed onto the bed, and hugged her delicate body into his arms.

"Xianggong, the concubine is still weak......" There was a lot of charm in her eyes, and she seemed to be looking forward to this moment.

"Hmm...... I will be gentle. After Song Ting stared into her eyes and said a word, he leaned over and pressed his face close to ......

The night is quiet, the spring is strong, and the red lights are swaying and swaying with the breeze...... The moment of the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold.

……

Early the next morning, when the rooster crowed twice, Song Ting woke up. Seeing that Zhao Yuanzhen was still sleeping beside her, he didn't want to disturb her, he wanted her to be a little longer, after all, she tossed enough last night. Her body had just been detoxified, and she was still very weak, so she would have slept after finishing her work. But she said that after doing that, her body seemed to be much more comfortable, and he was a little skeptical, so he only tried again, thinking about it in a few days to see the reaction, for fear of hurting her body, and he didn't dare to be unrestrained.

At this time, Zhao Yuanzhen also woke up, her eyes were blurred, she smiled, leaned her head on his chest, her hair like a waterfall fell on the bed, and she suddenly slapped him on the chin.

Song Ting let out an "oops", in fact, it didn't hurt at all, he just didn't understand why she suddenly reached out to hit him.

Zhao Yuanzhen glared at him horizontally, and said in a coquettish voice: "I have to kill the slave family to stop...... You're so bad! ”

Song Ting pinched her face and smiled dotingly: "It's the first time, it's all like this, just get used to it in the future."

"Hmph." Zhao Yuanzhen snorted coquettishly and gave him a roll of his eyes, full of naivety like a little daughter.

"You can sleep a little longer." Song Ting put her pillow in place, leaned over her forehead and kissed her, watched her obediently close her eyes, and then went out for a run and exercise.

When she came back, Zhao Yuanzhen got up, but she walked much slower than usual, and when no one saw him, she would stare at him sideways.

At noon, Xue Yan went to clean up the West Wing, she was going to clean the room, but suddenly smelled a strange smell, she looked for the source of the smell, and finally found the bed.

When she saw the red on the sheets, she screamed in fright, rushed out of the door, and just happened to bump into Xiaoman, she pointed to the room: "Sister Xiaoman, blood...... Blood......! ”

When Xiao Man heard her say blood, he thought that the princess was coughing up blood again, so he went into the room with her to check it together, and when she saw the red on the sheets, two red clouds suddenly appeared on her face, but it was not easy to explain to Snow Goose, a little girl who was only thirteen years old, that this was just the product of men and women, so she coaxed her and said, "It's okay, it may be the nosebleed of the horse master."

"Nosebleeds? So much......" Snow Goose trembled and looked very scared.

"Don't ask so much, come, help me unpack this sheet."

Song Ting and Zhao Yuanzhen have been inseparable for a few days: he reads, and she accompanies him; He writes, and she inks...... Once in the study, she found the pair of words that Song Ting had written, and she took this pair of words and asked Song Ting: "Xianggong, did you say that you are waiting for me with this sentence 'Azure is waiting for smoke and rain, and I am waiting for you'?"

Seeing her eagerly awaiting, Song Ting had no choice but to nod and say, "Yes."

But he was speechless in his heart: "I just wrote a sentence of "Blue and White Porcelain", and you are still too careful......"

One day, she took the vase to Song Ting, and the rhododendrons and peach blossoms inside were withered, and her expression was a little regretful: "The flowers are gone."

"The flowers are gone, spring is almost over." The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and Song Ting also sighed.

Every evening, Zhao Yuanzhen went to the attic with Song Ting, the two looked at the vista, talked about poetry, or made some jokes casually, and the Youjian, Xiaoman, Qingzhu and others who saw this scene in the attic couldn't help but be envious, a couple like a fairy couple, it was really an envy of the mandarin ducks!

After a few days, this evening, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the sunset is lightly sprinkled in the west chamber, in the attic, a touch of sunshine shines on Zhao Yuanzhen's face, she holds the railing with her hand, and after glancing at Song Ting next to her, she seems to ask inadvertently: "Xianggong, what do you want to do in the future?"

Song Ting knew in his heart that this was about the ideal of life.

He glanced into the distance by the railing, and said softly: "I don't have any lofty ambitions, I just want to help Zhen'er get back the name that belongs to you." After staying for a few days, the title naturally became intimate, and he liked to call her "Zhen'er".

Zhao Yuanzhen looked at the sky, sighed, and said gently: "Zhen'er doesn't want any fame, Zhen'er just wants her husband to be a big hero who stands up to the sky."

"The great hero who stands up to the sky......" Song Ting stared at her and repeatedly savored these words.

"But what...... Husband, do you remember what you said? She shifted the conversation again.

"What?"

"Xianggong said, Xianggong and I have the status of husband and wife, we will be husband and wife for one day, Xianggong will take care of me for one day, we will be husband and wife for a lifetime, Xianggong will take care of me for a lifetime."

Song Ting nodded and said, "Well, I said it." I will do it too. ”

Zhao Yuanzhen said: "Today, Zhen'er also wants to make an oath. If Xianggong wants to be a big hero who stands up to the sky and the earth and achieves a great cause, Zhen'er will accompany him silently; If Xianggong wants to live a small life in peace and stability like this, Zhen'er also has some money, which can support you and my husband and wife to travel in the mountains and rivers and enjoy this life...... Zhen'er was willing, too. As long as the husband is happy, anything is fine. ”

Song Ting was speechless, and after a long time, he silently hugged her into his arms. After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Zhen'er, I want to do something."