Although Kongwu is not a Dayong court official, he is the presiding officer of the royal temple, and he has often been in and out of the court over the years, taking advantage of the emperor's trust to judge state affairs with proverbs, and his rights are better than those of court officials.

It's just that Kongwu is a cautious person, and he has been low-key for many years, and it is not easy to catch his handle, so Peng Mo thought of a trick that was not very unscrupulous, forcing him to show his fox tail.

looked at Jin Xiuchen, hooked his lips and smiled slyly, and said, "It's just that the temptation is not fun, how about I add a little more material and make enough fire to burn his fox skin?"

"It's all up to you, remember, you've got my back. As he spoke, he leaned down and bit her little ear, and added in a deep voice, "However, when you ask for help, you can only come to me, if you dare to find someone else, I will make you look good." ”

Peng Mo looked sideways at the small flame in his peach blossom eyes, and nodded busily, the matter of the teahouse had just ended, and she didn't dare to light the fire again.

Jin Xiuchen rubbed the top of her hair with satisfaction, raised her lips and said, "This is good." ”

His Royal Highness the little girl praised her. Peng Mo grinned and yawned in his arms.

"Sleepy?" Jin Xiuchen looked at and asked lightly.

Peng Mo nodded, looked at him with a wink, and said, "I want to sleep and want to talk to you, what should I do?" The feeling he brought her was too steady, and the sleepiness couldn't stop coming.

Jin Xiuchen smiled and said, "Then you can close your eyes, you can nourish your spirits, and it will not affect talking to me." ”

Peng Mo felt that his proposal was good, closed his eyes obediently, remembered what he overheard in the teahouse, and smiled lightly: "In a few days it will be the birthday of Qi Dong's family, and at that time, Qi Yeru will definitely take the opportunity to officially introduce Qi Yu to everyone." ”

The most important thing is that Jin Rui will also go, I wonder if they can ask for the emperor's marriage decree before the birthday banquet? If they do, it will be even more interesting, but because of Yang Hua's matter, it is not easy to get the emperor's decree!

Jin Xiuchen held her head on his arm, patted her back with his palm, listened to her half-talked, and asked with a smile: "And then?"

Peng Mo's lips lightly hooked a shallow arc, and he said in a shallow voice: "Then... There's a bustle to see, is Your Highness going?"

Jin Xiuchen lowered her head, looking at her dark and moist eyes like a newborn elk, wet and so wet that people couldn't help but feel pity, the laziness and fog in her eyes were inadvertently revealed, but people couldn't help but be moved, their hearts moved, gently bowed their heads and kissed her eyebrows, hooked their lips and said, "Is my princess going?"

Peng Mo raised his eyebrows and smiled ill-intentionedly. "If I don't go, how can I let everyone watch the play?" she prepared a wonderful drama to celebrate her birthday.

Jin Xiuchen smiled, pinched her naughty little cheek, and said, "The woman sings with the husband." ”

Peng Mo liked to listen to him define the relationship between the two like this, pursed his lips and smiled, and drilled into his arms again.

"Let's sleep for a while?" Jin Xiuchen looked at it and missed it even more, there was still some time before the ugly time, which was enough for her to take a break to recuperate.

Peng Mo shook his head. "How bored are you if I sleep?"

"How can you be bored watching you sleep?" Jin Xiuchen stroked her hair, such a happy thing, he would never be bored with it for the rest of his life!

"Then remember to call me. Peng Mo heard him say this, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be hidden, and he glanced at him again, then closed his eyes with peace of mind, and after a while, the sleepiness became more and more intense.

In front of the Qi Mansion, Qi Yu stepped on the footstool and stepped out of the carriage, Jin Rui looked at her with the curtain, and said gently: "Rest well, don't think too much." ”

Qi Yu pursed his lips and smiled shyly, nodded, and watched his carriage go away before turning around and walking back to the mansion, and just a few steps into it, he encountered a boring person, and his eyebrows and eyes were cold.

Lao Qin waited for Qi Yu in the gate of the mansion for a long time, and at this time, he watched her come back in Jin Rui's carriage, his mind flowed, and he took a few steps forward and said respectfully: "Second Miss, the master is invited." ”

Qi Yu smiled, his eyes looked at Lao Qin coldly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm tired of Uncle Qin." ”

Lao Qin lowered his head and said he didn't dare.

Although he didn't have a good impression of the second lady who entered the door halfway, and he was also disdainful in his heart, he didn't dare to show it on his face, she was quite liked by King Jin now, and it was very likely that she would be the future princess of Jin, and he said that Potian was just a henchman by Qi Yeru's side, and he still had to respect her.

What's more, even Qi Yeru loves her very much now, and her food and clothing are not worse than that of her eldest young master.

Qi Yu looked at Lao Qin's posture, his smile was even more sarcastic, he raised his chin and straightened his back and came to him, looking at him deeply.

Lao Qin hurriedly lowered his head and lowered his posture respectfully, completely unable to see the cold eyebrows and red eyes of the previous few days.

Qi Yu looked a little more comfortable in his heart, snorted coldly, crossed his side, and walked straight to Qi Yeru's study.

Lao Qin saw Qi Yu walking away, spat viciously on the ground, stared at her back with gloomy eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't be arrogant, a black crow is not a phoenix after all!"

Chengenhou Mansion

Wei Yingran sat quietly under the lamp, holding a scroll of paintings in his hands, untied the red silk on the scrolls, and spread the scrolls on the table.

I saw that the person in the painting was wearing a plain white dress, standing in the misty mountain stream, with bright eyes and bright teeth, a shallow smile, and a beautiful smile, but a cinnabar mole on her forehead was full of charm, which set off her extraordinary beauty.

He watched quietly for a while, his fingers gently touching the outline of the person in the painting, and a light smile overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Peng Mo, you're mine!"

For a moment, a cool voice sounded in the room, with the momentum of a king.

"Squeak"

The door opened, and Wei Yingran looked up and looked at Ping An who walked in. "What?"

Ping'an walked a few steps closer and said respectfully: "Shizi, the lord of Siyan will arrive in Kyoto next month with the will of his relatives." ”

"Yes, I see. Wei Yingran nodded slightly, his face did not fluctuate, and his eyes still fell on the person in the painting on the table.

After Ping'an saw the woman in the scroll, his eyes widened in surprise, he could see that this painting was the handiwork of the son, he thought that the son was just playing, but he didn't expect it to be serious?

After thinking for a while, he spoke: "Son, the Lord said about your marriage..." ”

Wei Yingran raised his head, his waveless eyes were cold, he quietly examined Ping'an, opened his lips to interrupt his words, and said, "I thought I was your master!"

Ping An was afraid, and didn't dare to look directly at Wei Yingran's gaze, and said with his head bowed: "The subordinates lost their words, please punish the master!"

Wei Yingran looked at him for a moment, and said lightly: "Go down." ”

"Yes. Ping An swallowed his saliva and receded his jaw.

Wei Yingran carefully put away the picture scroll, his eyes were deep, his marriage could only be decided by himself, and no one would think that he could control his fate!

Halfway through the hour, Jin Xiuchen looked at the person who was sleeping sweetly in his arms, smiled dotingly, pinched her little face, and said softly: "Mo'er, wake up." ”

Peng Mo pulled his hand down, muttered dissatisfaction in his mouth, and then fell asleep again.

Jin Xiuchen looked at it and chuckled, and said to himself, "Who said you have always slept lightly?" said and got up and hugged her in his arms.

The sudden take-off made Peng Mo startled, and she opened her eyes in a daze and looked at the person holding her, and when she saw Jin Xiuchen's familiar jaw, she slept with peace of mind.

Jin Xiuchen carried her to the inner room, saw the clothes on the hanger, and lowered his head to ask the person in his arms. "Are the clothes on the hanger going to be worn later?"

Of course, no one paid any attention to him!

Jin Xiuchen shook his head and smiled, put her on the circle chair, and took the clothes for her to wear one by one.

Peng Mo fell asleep, and was fiddled with by him raising his arms and legs for a while, and most of his sleepiness was gone, but he didn't open his eyes, so he had to do it.

"I didn't know you were so lazy?" Jin Xiuchen quipped.

Peng Mo smiled when he heard this, and said, "Is Your Highness tired of it?"

"Of course!" Jin Xiuchen nodded seriously.

Peng Mo opened his eyes and looked at him in surprise, he just said of course, is he tired of her?

Jin Xiuchen looked at her stunned appearance, smiled lightly, rubbed the tip of her nose, and said with a smile: "I've long been tired of such days, and now I'm thinking about marrying you every day." ”

Peng Mo exhaled, put down his hanging heart, wrapped his arms around his neck, and said aggrievedly: "I thought you didn't want me anymore." ”

She couldn't ignore the fear and uneasiness in her heart at that moment.

Jin Xiuchen raised his eyes to look at her and said, "Have you ever seen anyone who took the initiative to give up their lives?" For him, she is more important than life, and he wants him to give up unless he dies!

Peng Mo was stunned by his words, did he compare her to life?

Listen to him mutter. "This thing looks good, why is it so difficult to tie?"

Peng Mo saw that his fingers were clumsily tied around her waist, but he couldn't do it, and said with a smile: "It's Your Highness who is too stupid." As he spoke, he took the strap in his hand and fastened it in two or three.

got up and stood in front of the mirror and looked at it, nodded and said, "Your Highness's dressing skills are good." ”

Jin Xiuchen listened to her joke, hooked his lips and smiled: "There is still practice to be practiced." "Especially the one that was worn.

"Practice?and whom?" Peng Mo turned around, staring at him with sparkling eyes.

Jin Xiuchen Peach Blossom had a soft smile in her eyes, looked at her and said seriously: "Except for you, this king can't think of anyone else!" stepped forward and picked her up and came to the dresser outside, sat her down, and said, "I'll call Liuying to make up for you." ”

Peng Mo looked at his back and imagined the scene after getting married, his chest was overflowing with happiness, and he couldn't help laughing.

Liuying came in, saw Peng Mo smiling heartily, and asked with a smile, "What is the master laughing at?"

Peng Mo naturally didn't speak, shaking his head and saying nothing.

After packing up, Peng Mo tied his cloak and put it on, put on a hood, and covered his eyes and nose, revealing only a smooth chin.

Because he couldn't alarm the people who were patrolling the general's mansion at night, Peng Mo was carried out by Jin Xiuchen over the wall.

Qi Xin had already been waiting at the corner of the mansion gate, and when he saw the two of them coming out, he drove forward, jumped out of the carriage and said respectfully: "Your Highness, Princess." ”

"Are you ready?" Jin Xiuchen looked at the dark street vigilantly.

"It's ready, Your Highness rest assured. "Zisin jaw head.

Jin Xiuchen nodded, helped Peng Mo into the carriage, and then followed in.

The carriage drove away quickly, and in order to avoid the occasional patrol in the city, Qi Xin avoided the main street, and made a detour for a while before arriving at the prison of the Criminal Department.