Shao Suxin sat on the swing, swaying gently, watching Ning Yu dance the sword.

The beauty dances the sword, which is pleasing to the eye.

Ning Yu practiced for almost an hour and put away the sword. The palace maid next to her was busy wiping her sweat with a handkerchief.

Shao Suxin jumped down from the swing, clapped her hands, walked over and said, "Ning An and I are leaving." ”

Ning Yu's gaze swirled around her, and she said "um".

Shao Suxin: "......"

Shameless!!

Shao Suxin blushed slightly, and she turned around with a tense face.

Behind her, the palace maid hurriedly saluted Ning Yu, turned around and followed Shao Suxin away.

Ning Yu looked at the direction where the master and servant had left, and couldn't help but put his hands on his waist, bending over and laughing.

Midori: "......"

At night, Li Mo did not come to Qifeng Palace and stayed in Mei's courtyard.

Ning Yu was also happy.

She finished her dinner and sat by the desk reading the letter.

She had been asleep for nearly a day, and the letters from last night to today had not yet had time to be processed.

At night.

The temple was brightly lit.

Ning Yu sat in front of the desk and replied.

Not far from his side, only Lu Ruo was waiting alone.

Suddenly, a man hugged her from behind, and the shallow scent of grass wrapped around her and penetrated into her nose.

You don't have to look back to know who it is.

Ning Yu curled her lips.

Her right hand continued to write, and her left hand was raised, covering the large hand that was locked to her abdomen.

The woman's hands are slender and petite, and they can't completely cover the man's.

The man bit the woman's white earlobe and asked, "What are you up to?" ”

Ning Yu patted Zhao Ping's hand, "I'm replying to Hu Yan'er, don't make trouble." ”

"Am I making trouble?" Zhao Ping's lips went down his earlobe, "I'm here, doing business." ”

Midori blushed to the base of her neck.

It seemed a little redundant for her to stand here at the moment. So she, then does she want to quit? But if you interject at this moment, it seems to be even more embarrassing......

And what about her...... Quietly quitting?

Just as Lu Ruo was about to quietly withdraw, Zhao Ping let go of Ning Yu, circled around the case, and sat down opposite Ning Yu.

Lu Ruo looked at Wang Ji, who had been calm from beginning to end, and secretly praised it.

Wang Ji deserves to be Wang Ji!

Sit still!

High Wind Bright Festival!

Lu Ruo was patting Ning Yu on the back in his heart, and Zhao Ping suddenly looked at her, startling Lu Ruo.

She settled down and saluted Zhao, "General Zhao, what do you command?" ”

Zhao Ping said: "You go out, Wang Ji is enough to serve this general here." ”

Midori: "......"

Who serves and who does not know.

Lu Ruo looked at Ning Yu.

Ning Yu nodded at her.

Lu Ruo bowed to the two of them, bent down and took a few steps back and turned to go out.

When the door of the hall closed, Zhao Ping picked up a letter casually, and frowned, "Which letter did Li Xiujun write to you?" Isn't he all married! ”

"The children are one and a half years old!"

The pen in Ning Yu's hand slapped on the table.

Zhao Ping stopped for a moment and raised his eyes to look at her, "What's wrong?" ”

Ning Yu looked at him, "I'...... I didn't drink the soup today. ”

Zhao Ping: "......"

"If you don't drink it, you don't drink it, and you won't necessarily get pregnant once."

Ning Yu: "Obviously five times, okay?" ”

Zhao Ping: "......"

"What should I do?" Ning Yu was very worried, "What if I have it?" ”

"If you're pregnant, you're pregnant, anyway, you said that you can marry me next spring at the latest, and then it's just a double happiness!" Zhao Ping hugged Ning Yu and kissed the tip of her nose.

“…… It's not that simple. Ning Yu pushed Zhao Ping away and snorted: "It's all your fault, I tossed for so long last night, and I slept all day today, otherwise I would definitely not forget!" "315 Chinese Net

Zhao Ping: "There were two times when you took the initiative. ”

Ning Yu: "......"

Ning Yu snorted coldly, picked up the pen, and knocked Zhao Ping's hand on the table, "Get out of the way, I'm going to be busy with business!" ”

Zhao Ping stepped back and watched Ning Yu write a letter with his cheeks on his cheeks.

Seeing that Ning Yu was still replying to Hu Yan'er, Zhao Ping asked casually, "Why did Hu Yan'er write to you?" ”

Ning Yu didn't raise her head to write back, "Hu Yan'er asked me if she wanted people and money to withdraw now that Dayan is in turmoil." ”

"And what do you mean?"

"I told her not to leave yet." Ning Yu said, "It's enough to bury half of Dayan's country, and then let's withdraw our troops and let Dajing and Dayan make trouble." ”

"King Jing is very ambitious, if he really helps him take down Dayan, he will definitely turn around and deal with us, how can this palace let him get his wish?"

"At least I have to leave Dajing first."

Zhao Ping nodded and said, "Li Mo's attainments in the art of war are very high. ”

Ning Yu glanced at him, "Above you?" ”

Zhao Ping: "......"

Although Zhao Ping doesn't want to admit it, it's true.

Zhao Ping nodded sincerely, "Above me." ”

Ning Yu's eyes gradually showed disgust, "What do you want!" ”

Zhao Ping squinted his eyes, smiling rather than smiling: "I'll know my usefulness later." ”

Ning Yu: "...... Your energy is so good. ”

Zhao Ping: "It's so-so." ”

Ning Yu: "Hehe. ”

Ning Yu continued to reply to the letter, and Zhao Ping looked at her with his cheeks.

Zhao Ping's flowers were about to wilt, and Ning Yu finished processing the letter.

Zhao Ping propped up the table and got up.

Ning Yu also stood up and stretched.

Zhao Ping crossed the case and asked with a smile: "Tired?" Do you want me to help you move your muscles? ”

Ning Yu rubbed his waist and looked at him, "You still help people move their muscles and bones?" ”

"Of course!"

Zhao Ping picked up Ning Yu as he spoke, Ning Yu shouted in a low voice, and quickly hugged Zhao Ping's neck.

Zhao Ping laughed and strode towards the bed.

Ning Yu gritted his teeth and said, "This is what you said about the activity of the muscles and bones!" ”

Zhao Ping laughed: "Isn't it?" ”

The lamps went out as they passed.

In the end, there was only one left, reflecting the figure on the tent, swaying gently.

……

Two days passed quickly.

On the day of the ceremony, Xu Nianyun dressed up in Huayi and took a car to the Taimiao.

The red curtain hung up on the car, revealing a woman sitting upright inside.

The convoy staggered and arrived at the Taimiao.

In the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky, Ning Yu, as the crown princess, naturally participated.

She had been waiting in the temple for a long time.

Standing beside Queen Jing, dressed as a crown princess.

Dressed in red, the golden silk outlines the flying phoenix peony, which is very graceful and extravagant.

Queen Jing next to her was dressed in a red backsuit.

Ning Yu, who was serving the red princess, became more and more outstanding, and Queen Jing looked a little childish.

Ning Yu stood upright, watching the car gradually approach, and gradually stopped.

Xu Nianyun was helped out of the car by the palace maid.

She held her head high, her black hair bun was towering like a cloud, her head was full of vermilion, her face was beautiful, and her eyes were clear.

The bell rang and smoke filled the altar.

Xu Nianyun's arms were spread, her wide sleeves slowly hung flat, she bent her arms, and folded her two hands on her abdomen.

She looked up, glanced at King Jing on the altar, and slowly stepped onto the altar.

The robes dragged to the ground and spread out on the steps.

The Dajing altar is wide and flat, with only twenty-one steps, and there are golden beasts guarding it in all directions.

Ning Yu looked at Xu Nianyun, who was slowly coming up step by step, and couldn't help but think of her time.

She had gone up to the ninety-ninth step in one go!