Sending the imperial grandson away, Jing Yijun poured a cup of tea for Yang Yaozong and fed him and said, "You have been working hard for so long today, so rest quickly." Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info I ...... I'm sitting here with you. “

Yang Yaozong looked at Jing Yijun with a slightly twisted and shy look, took her hand and said gently: "Let's sleep together, you haven't had a good rest for a few days." Besides, you and I are husband and wife, and there is nothing wrong with sleeping together. Don't think about it, even if I want to do something to you now, I'm powerless! “

Jing Yijun lowered his head and said with crimson cheeks: "You just think about it!" “

Yang Yaozong looked at Jing Yijun like the fairy who fell into the world because she was moved by her spring mind and longing for her lover in the mortal world, she was shy and timid but fearless, and wanted to tease her more and more: "That fairy, do you sleep on the inside or outside?" “

Jing Yijun looked at Yang Yaozong's evil smile, and heard the meaning of laughter in his words, but he couldn't help him, and said shyly: "I...... I sleep on the outside so that I can take care of you. “

Yang Yaozong nodded happily, moved inside and said, "I have already warmed up the quilt." Come in! Alas! Now I can only warm your bed. “

Jing Yijun glanced at him angrily and said, "Looking at your serious appearance on weekdays, I can't imagine such a flamboyant tongue!" “

The two had an ambiguous relationship on weekdays, but now they are husband and wife. At this time, Yang Yaozong was teased by Jing Yijun's spring-like appearance of a fallen fairy, and his heart was a little itchy. At this time, I saw Jing Yijun glancing at herself as if she was embarrassed, and listened to Jing Yijun's coquettish words, looking at her seductive cherry lips, even if her lower body had not reacted, she still wanted to kiss her. He had been lying down for a long time, and Jing Yijun had already recovered a lot of strength since he had absorbed a lot of true qi for him, so he reached out and grabbed Jing Yijun who was standing next to the bed, brought her down on the bed, turned over and pressed Jing Yijun's upper body, gently kissed her cherry lips, raised her head and said with a wicked smile: "Am I flamboyant, you won't know until you taste it." “

Jing Yijun was suddenly pulled down on the bed by Yang Yaozong, his body was pressed by Yang Yaozong again, and he was attacked and kissed by him, and his heart was pounding. I wanted to push him away, but I was afraid of his body injuries. Looking at Yang Yaozong's evil smile, he couldn't think about what Yang Yaozong meant, and couldn't help but say anxiously: "You're not in good health, you can't ...... Can't ......"

Yang Yaozong smiled evilly: "What can't you do? I'm just going to let you know how flamboyant I am. After saying that, he kissed deeply.

Jing Yijun was about to speak with his mouth slightly open, but Yang Yaozong blocked his lips. She stared at Yang Yaozong with beautiful eyes wide because of nervousness, and felt Yang Yaozong poke his tongue into her mouth and tease her wantonly. She made a few mumbles in her nose, gently pushed Yang Yaozong a few times, and saw that Yang Yaozong was still kissing herself domineeringly. gave up resistance, slowly closed her eyes, and let Yang Yaozong ask for the incense gold in her mouth.

For a long time, Yang Yaozong looked up at Jing Yijun, who was looking down with his eyes closed, his face was blushing, and he seemed to have been immersed in his deep kiss and smiled: "Do you like my flamboyant tongue?" “

Jing Yijun opened his beautiful eyes containing a pool of spring water, calmed down a little and breathed a little quickly, and gently slapped Yang Yaozong's shoulder with his pink fist, and said coquettishly: "Don't go down quickly!" “

Yang Yaozong smiled and turned over to the inside, saw Jing Yijun blushing and got up to tidy up his long skirt and said, "What else are you sorting out?" Are you going to sleep with your clothes on? “

Yang Yaozong's body was also emotional when he kissed Jing Yijun, but it was still within the tolerable range. At this time, he really had the strength to do the most intimate thing with Jing Yijun. It's not good to let Jing Yijun take the initiative with a girl's family for the first time. Remembering the day he was poisoned by Xiang Jin, Yin Ruyun's bold move in order to detoxify himself, he felt very ashamed of Yin Ruyun. Yang Yaozong was worried that he really had some physical contact with Jing Yijun's bed, and he couldn't bear his impulsiveness. smiled and said to Jing Yijun: "If you are worried about my body, I am afraid that I will be cranky." Then before I'm well, let's sleep separately. “

Jing Yijun is also worried about how to sleep, Yang Yaozong has already asked her husband to go to bed and sleep together, she can't refuse. And Yang Yaozong's sudden move just now made her a little worried, with Yang Yaozong's current body, what should she do if she really wanted to do that husband and wife thing with her. At this time, when she heard Yang Yaozong propose to sleep under the quilt, she put her heart down. He took another quilt and blew out the light. Knowing this, Suo Suo withdrew his dress by the bedside and entered the bed. She felt that the quilt was still warm, and thinking of Yang Yaozong's words about warming her bed earlier, she suddenly felt that the temperature in the quilt had risen suddenly, and her skin felt faintly hot.

Yang Yaozong rolled up the quilt and approached Jing Yijun slightly, and said, "I'll tell you a story to coax you to sleep." “

Feeling Yang Yaozong's tenderness, perhaps because the indoor light was dim, Jing Yijun was no longer shy. She stretched out her smooth arm, and the jade hand gently touched Yang Yaozong's cheek and said gently, "Aren't you tired?" If you're tired, rest early. ”

In the dim light, Jing Yijun's crystal skin seemed to glow with a thin hazy luster of silver, which made her even more beautiful and unrefined. The two were close at hand, Yang Yaozong looked at Jing Yijun's tender and beautiful eyes and said softly: "It's the story of the Condor Heroes I told you." I've wanted to tell you about it for a long time, but I've never had a chance. “

Jing Yijun remembered that Yang Yaozong had mentioned this story to herself, what was the story of Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu, and she once suspected that Yang Yaozong was making fun of this story. I didn't expect Yang Yaozong to really tell the story of the Condor Heroes. She has now listened to the story of the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon told by Yang Yaozong to the Heavenly Restaurant. Recently, the heavens on earth have been telling the story of the legend of the Condor Heroes. However, she has already read the manuscript written by Yang Yaozong about the Legend of the Condor Heroes, and she likes it very much. I am also looking forward to Yang Yaozong's next story that will be told in the sky. Is she a Condor Hero? It should be the next story that Yang Yaozong is going to tell in the heavens. She had some joy in her heart, and she could listen to it first. Then he hummed and said, "Then you can talk about it for a short time, and if you are sleepy and tired, go to sleep." “

At the same time, in King Xian's mansion, King Xian wrote the words given to him by Yang Yaozong on rice paper until he was satisfied with the writing. Then he ordered it to be framed tomorrow and hung in the study. He told King Wanxian to walk out of the study and go straight to what was supposed to be his own bedroom.

King Xian stood in front of this bedroom, which he had not been to for twenty-five years, and saw that the light in the room was still on, and he hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind to raise his hand and knock it a few times.

I saw that the figure reflected in the window seemed to hesitate for a moment, then put down the work in his hand, put on a dress and walked towards the door.

The door was opened, and the woman standing in the room was obviously surprised to see King Xian, and then bowed and said nervously, "Your lord...... How did you get here? Is there anything going on with finding a concubine? ”

For the first time, King Xian carefully looked at the woman in front of him, she was petite, and her nose and almond eyes were small. At this time, her figure was slightly plumper than when she was young, with faint fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and silver threads occasionally appeared in her black hair. King Xian remembered that he married her when he was twenty-five years old, and the woman in front of him was only sixteen years old. Now he is fifty, and the woman is in her forties. Thinking of Yang Yaozong's words, I remembered the woman's careful care of her without complaint or regret on weekdays. He felt remorse. A momentary obsession harmed the life of the woman in front of her, and let a woman's best youth be buried in her own indifference.

King Xian could no longer remember what the woman looked like when she was young, for he remembered as if he had never seen her squarely. At this time, he really wanted to know what the woman looked like when she was young, and when he looked at the woman's appearance carefully, he thought that she should be more youthful than now, and she should be a gentle and lovely appearance of a small jasper.

When the woman saw King Xian staring at her, she was flustered and afraid, she didn't know what mistake she had made today, but even if she didn't do anything on weekdays, King Xian wouldn't pay attention. But she still bowed her head nervously like an untrained girl, and her hands clutched tightly at the hem of the short coat she was wearing.

King Xian looked at the woman's nervous appearance, and knew that she was afraid of herself, and felt very sad and pity in her heart. The voice said softly: "I need to come to my own bedroom, do I need any more reason?" Then he went inside.

When the woman saw King Xian enter the house, she was stunned at first, and then closed the door nervously. Turning around, he immediately walked over to Hyunwang, who was already sitting in a chair, and poured him a cup of tea.

King Xian took a sip of tea, looked at the respectful woman standing in front of him, and said, "Why haven't you rested so late?" ”

The woman didn't dare to raise her head and whispered back: "The concubine is making autumn clothes for the prince, and she will finish it soon, thinking that she will finish it tonight." ”

King Xian frowned and said, "Wouldn't it be nice to leave this kind of thing to the needle lady to do?" Why bother yourself. Besides, I'm not short of clothes. ”

The woman replied shyly: "The prince doesn't like outsiders to be close to his body, and the needle lady can't tailor the clothes for the prince, and she doesn't dare to look at the prince carefully." Although the concubine has not measured the figure of the prince, she still has an understanding of the prince's figure when she gets along with the prince every day. Well...... So it has always been a concubine who sews clothes for the prince.

At this time, King Xian realized that the clothes he had been wearing were made by the woman in front of him. I was very moved in my heart, but I also resented my selfishness and indifference even more.

King Xian got up, hugged the woman in his arms, and said in a trembling voice: "After so many years, this king is sorry for you!" ”

The woman was held into the arms of King Xian, her apricot eyes were wide in fright, and when she heard what King Xian said, she relaxed her tense body, and her hands trembled and slowly climbed on King Xian's waist, her eyes were full of tears, and her heart was warm and refreshing.

The moon, which had been slightly lacking, finally loomed in the thin veils of clouds. As it roams, it shines the soft moonlight through the thin clouds. The night is misty and intoxicating. (To be continued.) )