As soon as Luo Ziyan and Nalan Rongzhi entered the door, they saw their wife sitting on the lap of the husband of the Beigong side.

Yejiu looked at them strangely.

It seems to be her own delusion, how do you feel that these three people have been particularly sticky to her recently, and as soon as she returned home, these three people rushed over.

Luo Ziyan sat on the stool next to the Beigong Festival, staring at Ye Jiu in the arms of the Beigong Festival with a pair of black and white eyes: "Brother Sacrifice, can you ...... Can you let me hug my wife......

He clutched his sleeves with both hands, a little embarrassed.

Beigong raised his eyebrows, thought about it, and handed Ye Jiu over.

Luo Ziyan raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to catch Ye Jiu, and then hugged him in his arms.

Petite and exquisite, soft, and very fragrant, no wonder my brother likes to hold his wife so much.

Ye Jiu was forced to leave one of his arms and enter the other.

！！！

What did these people take her for?!

She's not a toy!!

Luo Ziyan poked Ye Jiu's soft cheek in his arms, and asked softly, "Is the wife going to marry again?" ”

Ye Jiu couldn't help but ask, "Where did you know that I was going to marry a husband?" ”

Luo Ziyan's round black eyes were clear and translucent, and he looked down at Ye Jiu seriously: "I heard people discussing, saying that this time I will definitely ask the empress for marriage with my wife, because the appearance of the prince of Chu can be said to be amazing, and the wife will definitely ask the empress for the sake of beauty." ”

Yejiu: ......

Which subordinate said this, dragged him out and beheaded him!

Bad for my reputation......

I'm!

Ye Jiu explained with some difficulty: "Don't you know it too? I'm not right about the real Night Lord at all. ”

"But aren't you women all half-hearted?" Luo Ziyan's eyes were particularly innocent.

Yejiu: ......

It's going on and on today, isn't it?

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The envoys of the four countries are coming, stopping at the post station.

Early in the morning, Yejiu was waited by someone to get up and dress.

Dressed in a complicated palace dress, she sat sleepily in front of the vanity mirror, and let her servants serve her.

At this time, Nalan Rongzhi walked in.

When the servants saw the people, they saluted one after another: "Nalan side husband." ”

Nalan Rongzhi nodded: "You guys go down first, it's good to have me here." ”

"Yes."

The servant put down what he was holding and respectfully withdrew.

Nalan Rongzhi looked at Ye Jiu, who was about to peck at the rice and nodded, and a smile crossed his eyes.

Yejiu is really sleepy, usually in the twenty-first century, she is still lying in bed at this point, and now that she is up so early, the biological clock has not reacted at all.

Nalan Rongzhi walked over lightly, picked up the peach comb on the table, and seriously tied up Ye Jiu's hair.

When everything was done, looking at the beautiful face reflected in the mirror, he bent down, hugged Ye Jiu from behind, his eyes were vertical, and he whispered softly: "Wife, it's time to get up." ”

The moist and deep voice has a hint of bewitchment, but it is gentle like a spring breeze.

Hearing this voice, Ye Jiu was fluttering, as if she was in the clouds, and she wanted to sleep even more.

Suddenly, Nalan Rongzhi took her small ears in her mouth, and her pale dark eyes set off ripples, which were exquisite.

Yejiu's brain didn't react yet, but his body was very sincere.

She softened in Nalan Rongzhi's arms, her brain was a bastard, and she had a pair of misty black eyes, very confused.

It took a while for Ye Jiu to come back to his senses.

She looked up in astonishment and looked at the man with a cold look on his head and a stunning face.

If she wanted to break her head, she would never have thought that such a cold person would do such a thing.