Because of this unexpected gain, when Liu Tan returned to the city, he was a little late, and he couldn't go to Fengfu in a hurry, and the night ban arrived.

Daddy Liu Dan didn't say anything, but just told him to be careful when entering and leaving, not to go out and make trouble, listening to that, it seemed that he was still looking forward to him staying in the barracks outside the city.

The other party's unrestrained appearance made him a little puzzled, so he asked.

"But what's the matter?"

Liu Shan subconsciously regarded him as a stubborn son who would only cause trouble, and he wanted to scold, but when he saw his serious appearance, he suddenly reacted, the change in this second son made people feel that they couldn't believe it until now.

"Somehow, Dalang's ministry was suppressed from above, I went to inquire, the ministry is secretive, I'm afraid there are still some twists and turns, if you go to the mansion, remember to remind the doctor."

Unconsciously, Liu Shan regarded him as the object of equal discussion, and even his tone softened a lot.

"My son can save it, don't be anxious, I'm afraid things are not something that the Ministry of Culture can restrict, and when I wait for my son to enter the palace and face the saint, I will ask the Son of Heaven for advice in person."

"How does this work?" Liu Shan was so frightened that he almost scolded him for messing around, but in the end he didn't say anything, just waved his hand.

"Go and rest."

Liu Ji gave him a salute and returned to his room, Dad's position, whether it is high or not, whether it is low or not, but it is a cardinal, many times, you can get a glimpse of the direction of the political situation from those personnel arrangements, but although he is good at writing, he still lacks a little heat in the infiltration of this official road, and he needs to be exercised like himself.

In the side room of Mrs. Qiuguo's Mansion in Xuanyang Fang, Li Yan lowered her head, her cheeks burned badly, and her voice was intermittent, which made it difficult to hear.

“...... Maybe it's late, if it doesn't come next month, Auntie will invite the doctor to come again, the slave is afraid ......"

"Afraid of what?"

Yang Yuyao sat in front of her, holding her hand and asked.

"I'm afraid it's empty joy."

Li Yan only felt that she didn't know what she was talking about at all, the shame of betraying morality, the joy of dying and lingering, and the pleasure of climbing to the top, were constantly intertwined in her mind, as if she had taken all her strength, and she couldn't help but rely on her aunt's support to sit firmly.

"Silly boy." Yang Yuyao felt her wandering and patted her hand.

"I know you can't get over it in your heart, but do you know what I think, this child, even if it has nothing to do with me, he is also my Yang Yuyao's own grandson, because, that's Wulang's, Li Yan, as long as you can give birth to him, I will keep you safe all your life, what a good thing, with mine, there is yours, understand?"

Li Yan didn't want to understand, because she knew what Yang Yuyao was talking about, suppressed the throbbing in her heart, and asked in a voice as thin as a gnat, without daring to raise her head.

"Does Auntie still hate him?"

"He was born to me, just like the child you are about to be born, as a mother, are you willing to protect him with your life?"

Li Yan nodded, and only heard a voice interface and said, "I will too." ”

She raised her head in surprise, Yang Yuyao stood up, let go of her hand, and walked out of the door with elegant steps.

The figure disappeared, the door was closed, Li Yan showed a thoughtful expression, what appeared in her mind was not the deceased husband, but the strong posture that made her dare not recall, and there was a faint expectation in her heart.

Shu Yun and the other maids stopped when she walked into the inner room, and the figure of the lady soon disappeared, and from the closed inner room door, there was an exclamation in a trance, and several maids glanced at each other, and they all lowered their heads in surprise.

Behind the door, Yang Yuyao's mouth was rudely blocked, and the familiar masculine breath and a wandering hand provoked her nerves everywhere, giving her a kind of cheating stimulation.

A long hot kiss almost made her breathless, and finally her lips and teeth were released, and before she could make a sound, her body was turned violently, she subconsciously held the door panel with both hands, and suddenly a cold was felt behind her, and then she was wrapped in a blazing heat, and the tide of pleasure overwhelmed all her senses, from the beginning of covering her mouth to crying out as if she couldn't bear it.

"Ahh

Shu Yun and the others pulled the hem of their skirts with both hands, lifted their feet and moved outward, for fear of making a little noise and disturbing the pair of people behind the door less than a step away.

......

The two of them climbed to the top almost at the same time, Yang Yuyao hugged his head with his backhand, feeling the afterglow gradually leaving, his upper body straightened, and from the slightly open red lips, he spit out a suffocating spring groan.

Liu Ji sweated profusely and hugged her delicate body, and the two were close together, so close that they could hear each other's heartbeats.

This feeling is getting stranger and stranger, like a couple who are reunited, desperately venting their thoughts about each other.

Just when Liu Ji slowed down and wanted to let go of her, a voice like a gossamer said in his ear: "Wulang, take the slave and go to the couch." ”

In this way, the two moved to the edge of the couch step by step, and then fell down together, without even changing their posture.

"Goro, the slave wants to try."

"Try what?" Liu Ji sniffed her hair and asked casually.

"Can you, have a child of yours?"

Liu Ji was taken aback, Li Yan had an excuse to cover up, she was a widowed woman, if she was really pregnant, how would she be viewed by others? Datang hasn't opened up to that point.

Yang Yuyao said indifferently: "Don't worry, after so many years, there has been no movement, maybe he will be sterilized early in the morning, the slave is just thinking, what if." ”

Liu Ji only knew that she was not yet forty years old, a woman of this age should be fertile, and in history, it seems that only one son has been recorded, maybe it is true as she said, she can no longer have children.

"This kind of thing, it depends on the will of God, you can't force it."

Yang Yuyao's expression darkened, and her voice was extremely soft: "You're right, slaves don't have extravagant hopes." ”

She took Liu Ji's hand to her face and rubbed it gently, feeling the roughness.

"Your business, the slave and the eldest lady and the eighth mother entered the palace and talked to the supreme, looking at his appearance, he was quite moved, maybe there will be results in the next few days."

Liu Ji was stunned, Li Longji was not angry? It's not scientific.

When Yang Yuyao finished telling him what happened, Liu Ji realized that his feelings were not his own.

"Do you want to promise the worm girl to An Lushan?"

Yang Yuyao corrected him: "It's not An Hu'er, it's his eldest lang." ”

That's even more troublesome, if he remembers it well, the moment the news of An Lushan's rebellion reached the capital, Li Longji went from not believing it to being furious, and the first thing he did next was to kill An Dalang, who was a hostage in Beijing.

What's worse is that the second thing is that his new wife, who has just been married for less than a year, is a clan woman.

Commit suicide!