Is it good-looking? Zhao Yi brushed off his robe, sat down opposite her, raised his eyebrows, and said, "I don't think so." ”

Song Ning nodded very honestly: "It's good-looking." ”

Zhao Yi drank tea, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl, and he looked at the door with a sideways face: "Where is it beautiful?" ”

Song Ning stared at him: "It's all good-looking, you are the chosen one, and nothing is not perfect." ”

"What's the best place to look?" Zhao Yi changed his face to a different angle, and Song Ning pushed the kang away and sat him closer, "The nose is high, the eyes are bright, the cheeks are fleshy, the eyebrows are sharp, and the appearance of an authentic noble and beautiful man." ”

“…… Ahem. Zhao Yi coughed with his fist to his lips, "Be specific." ”

Song Ning sighed, "No words." ”

"All you have to do is remember that you're good-looking."

Zhao Yi said: "No sincerity. ”

"Lord, lord, let's not talk about beauty." Song Ning said, "Let's go to your room, you lie down, and I'll help you sleep." ”

Zhao Yi frowned: "Do you want to lie down?" ”

"Why else are you asleep?"

"Are you sure?"

"Sure." Song Ning pulled him up, "Let's go." ”

Zhao Yi was dragged to the room by her, and she asked Zhao Yi to sit on the edge of the bed: "Take off your shoes." ”

"Really want a foot massage?" Zhao Yi asked her, took off her shoes in hesitation, and Song Ning dragged the pestle, "Hold your feet." ”

After Zhao Yi did so, he saw Song Ning wipe a cloth bag from his arms, and opened the cloth bag in front of him, revealing two slender silver needles inside.

"What do you mean, isn't it a massage?" Zhao Yi's scalp tightened.

Song Ning replied: "Yes, massage." Saying that, finding the position on his big toe, Zhao Yi withdrew his foot and frowned, "This is a massage?" I don't need your help sleeping. ”

How much it hurts.

Song Ning stopped and looked at him: "Lord Wang, it really doesn't hurt!" ”

"I want a foot massage." Zhao Yi said, "I still have a headache, I must have slept well if you press your head." ”

"So, acupuncture first, and then I'll give you a head press?" Song Ning asked him.

Zhao Yi shook his head.

"It really doesn't hurt."

Zhao Yi shook his head.

"Without acupuncture, there is no massage, massage is additional, and acupuncture is the real treatment." Song Ning said with a straight face.

Zhao Yi didn't speak, and silently put his feet on the pestle.

Song Ning smiled, twisted the needle to find a preparatory position and pricked it down.

Zhao Yi endured the soreness and asked, "It's okay, let's massage it." ”

As he spoke, he lay down on himself.

Sacrifice a little, get more, and it's well worth it.

Song Ning took two more stitches.

Zhao Yi was speechless.

"Wait, just stay for a quarter of an hour." Song Ning slowly twisted the needle, "When it's over, I'll give you a massage." ”

Zhao Yi looked at her side face and asked, "Are you sober?" ”

"I'm still dizzy, but not to the level of drunkenness, I can still stay awake." Song Ning said, "Don't worry, I will restrain myself and will not have bad intentions towards you." ”

Zhao Yi looked at the top of the tent and said expressionlessly: "You can have a bad heart." ”

Feel free to get up.

Song Ning was stunned for a moment, laughed, and said, "Lord Wang, do you want a little whip?" ”

"Whip?" Zhao Yi was puzzled.

"Do you want candles?"

Zhao Yi frowned: "Why do I think your expression is a little obscene?" ”

"How could I be, such a pure man." Song Ning pulled the needle out, "Lord Wang, sleep, sleep." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and wiped it on Zhao Yi's eyes.

"Am I dead?" Zhao Yi said angrily.

Song Ning saw him open his eyes, and wiped them down again: "Sleep, I want to prove that my acupuncture is useful, otherwise I will accompany you for twenty miles tomorrow." ”

"If you continue to run, you can run directly back to the capital."

"That's a good way." Song Ning gently patted Zhao Yi's arm, "Lord Wang, go to sleep." ”

Zhao Yi looked at her with his eyes open.

Song Ning then slapped his arm.

It's really useful, Zhao Yi felt a little sleepy, he said, "Isn't it to press your head?" ”

Song Ning perfunctorily put his hand on his head: "Press, go to sleep." ”

"I can't sleep when I'm angry." Zhao Yi said.

Song Ning couldn't cry or laugh, so he rubbed it twice casually, and pulled up his hair: "Don't you get angry, right?" Go to sleep. ”

Zhao Yi looked at her and didn't close his eyes.

Song Ning turned his face and said, "To tell you the truth, you have to give me face and fall asleep today, otherwise we will be considered on the bar about nightmares and sleep." ”

"I don't know if you're sick or if I have." Zhao Yi glanced at her helplessly and closed his eyes in resignation.

Song Ning twisted the needle while perfunctorily patting his arm and coaxing.

Zhao Yi really fell asleep.

In the dream, the eight-year-old was standing at the foot of the rockery in the imperial garden, shouting to the people on the top of the mountain: "You are hiding, I will find it." ”

He got out of the stone cave, just took a step, suddenly there was a bang at the mouth of the stone cave behind him, he looked back, and saw someone falling down and carrying it on the ground, as if playing upside down, but in an instant, blood flowed out of the top of his head, and the person fell to the ground, his legs smashed into the pool around the mountain, and there was a splash...... The blood above his head also meandered down the path and melted into the water.

The man's face was very clear, a pair of eyes stared at him, and shouted, "Your Highness the Ten." ”

He rushed over, trying hard to pick the other party up, shouting, "Four seas! ”

"Your Highness, the slave can no longer serve you...... Your Highness take care, Your Highness will ...... Don't trust others, be ...... Beware of it. ”

Sihai was eight years old and followed four-year-old Zhao Yi, and he was only twelve when he died. He was very skinny, as tall as eight-year-old Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi hugged him and shouted Sihai's name.

The blood stained red.

Suddenly, above their heads, another face stretched out and smiled at him...... The dark face smiled with only a row of teeth, and the teeth clanged at his feet...... The tooth of that face fell out and grew rapidly, and the blood basin pounced down and swallowed the four seas.

"Four seas?" Zhao Yi opened his eyes, sweating all over his head.

For countless nights, such a dream was just one of them.

But he really hasn't seen Sihai for a long time, he sighed and was about to move, when he found someone next to the bed, and Song Ning was napping with his cheeks propped.

He looked at the time, and he had slept for only two quarters of an hour.

He didn't move, and looked at Song Ning quietly. She propped her cheeks, her hands squeezed a face out of shape, her long eyelashes on her face, her cheeks flushed, and her breath was light and fragrant with wine.

He raised his hand, and it landed in front of her face, dangling in the air to trace the outline, the horror of the dream that he had just experienced gradually calmed down with her breathing.

For the sake of tranquility and steadfastness at this moment, he is willing to exchange everything.

Life or death, king or minister!

"Don't be afraid. If I want to protect you, he can't touch you. ”

What is a deception?

If he is not a king, there is no deception.

Zhao Yi touched the back of her hand, and suddenly Song Ning moved his eyebrows, he hurriedly closed his eyes, and he didn't know when he actually fell asleep again, and when he woke up again, it was already dawn, and Song Ning was no longer in the room.

"When did Lord Song leave last night?" Zhao Yi was in a very good mood, and the quality of sleep she had never had before, Sanyu replied, "Master, it was at three o'clock in the morning, and the slave maid sent her away." ”

It was the second time he fell asleep and then left.

"Let the idlers keep composing the tune." Zhao Yi said, "Buy some more seafood and send it to Lord Song." ”

Chang Yu nodded with joy, and followed Zhao Yi again: "Master, you and Lord Song last night?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, she's a woman, and she's ruined her reputation."

Sanyu patted his mouth and said with a smile: "Slave look, he likes you." ”

"That's for sure." Zhao Yi was proud, "I'm so good-looking and heroic." ”

Sanyu nodded: "That's it." ”

"Set the breakfast."

Zhao Yi went next door after breakfast, Song Ning had just come back from running and was boxing, and when he saw him waving his hand and said, "Lord Wang, you sleep and grind your teeth!" ”

"You say it again?" Zhao Yi's face sank, and he wanted to praise her beauty in vain.

Be a wet blanket.

"Grinding your teeth." Song Ning smiled and said, "Let Grandpa Chang stew a pig's tail for you to eat." ”

Zhao Yi snorted and left.

Song Ning laughed, and when Zhao Yi walked away, she exhaled, drooped her shoulders and went back to the room, Bai Jiaojiao was packing up, and when she saw her coming back dejectedly, she asked, "Husband, why are you depressed early in the morning?" ”

"Because of love." Song Ning sighed, "Immortals can't cross the obstacles. ”

Bai Jiaojiao's face turned white, her eyes flickered and her heart was empty: "Husband, husband, I'll go first." ”

As he spoke, he quickly ran away with his skirt.

"Run for what?" Song Ning was inexplicable, but he didn't bother to care about Bai Jiaojiao, so he went back to the room to wash up and then went back to sleep.

Closing his eyes, it was Zhao Yi who was frightened and sobbed quietly because of fear.

Dreamed of something, so scared.

The Queen Mother said that they were all childhood scenes.

How old was he then, six or eight?

Song Ning sighed and turned over again, touched the back of his hand with his hand, and after a while, he suddenly slapped the bed, and the carp sat up as if he was straight.

"Ah, it's annoying!"

Yang suddenly knocked on the door and said, "A-Ning, what's wrong with you, have you dropped something?" ”

As he spoke, he pushed the door and came in, and saw his daughter sitting on the edge of the bed with her hair disheveled, looking at her with a bitter face.

"What's wrong, isn't there something uncomfortable?" Yang asked, "Are you sick?" ”

Song Ning shook her head, hugged Yang's waist, and didn't want to talk about the careful thoughts of her daughter's family in her heart, she didn't like this, so she said, "Mother, what did you and Aunt Zhang do in the temple last time?" ”

Some time ago, Lu Zhang went to the temple to ask for a signature, and Yang also went with her.

"Mother said don't be angry." Yang said.

Song Ning nodded.

"My mother went to ask for a marriage sign for you." Yang hid his face and said with a smile, "The saying is the same as Ma Santong, saying that you are unspeakably expensive." ”

Song Ning couldn't cry or laugh: "It seems that I can really be the first assistant." ”

"And there's more." Yang smiled and said, "He also said that you will have three sons." ”

"Mother, I can't wait to hug my grandson."

Song Ning covered his face, unable to stand the Yang family: "Where is this and where is it, and there are three sons...... I don't want one either. ”

"Don't, don't." Yang said, "Niang will say, as long as you are happy, your mother can do anything." ”

Song Ning fell back to the bed again: "Mother, I want to sleep for a while." ”

(End of chapter)