Frost Branch and Mingzhu naturally didn't understand the profundity, but looking at the corners of the young lady's eyes, they thought it was ......

"The Shen family?" Fu Jiuqing's face was slightly pale.

Seeing that he was also like this, Jin Yue knew that this matter had nothing to do with him, and he must not know it.

"I only hope that the two of them will return home together...... Fu Jiuqing sighed quietly, with an unconcealable emotion between his eyebrows.

Jin Yue nodded, stretched out her hand at him, and a few peanuts lay quietly in her palm, "If it's another shop, it's just a fried goods shop, although the store is from Beilan, but this taste is ...... You can't fool anyone. ”

"If you like it." His tone was flat and his voice was hoarse.

Jin Yue smiled, "I like it very much, I will definitely go to the meeting another day." ”

Fu Jiuqing slowly walked to the front of the case, "There is news from the palace just now, Concubine Dun will not die, the lord ordered that Concubine Dun should not be tortured, perhaps because of the past feelings, or thinking of Xiao Jiu, only let people seal the palace of Concubine Dun." ”

"What about Xiaohan?" Jin Yue asked hurriedly.

Fu Jiuqing raised his eyelids and looked at her, "Go on, stay in the Eight Emperors Mansion temporarily." ”

Hearing this, Jin Yue stiffened slightly, "Continue to stay temporarily?" That is, you can't go back to the palace. ”

"It's no different from being expelled from the palace." Fu Jiuqing knew what she meant, "At least I haven't been expelled from Stone City, there is still hope." ”

Jin Yue bowed, "The taste under the fence is not pleasant, not to mention the eighth prince, I don't know what else I have in mind, I always feel a little panicked." You say, why did the people behind the scenes attack Concubine Dun's mother and son? Xiao Han is young, and it is impossible to compete for the throne, so ...... Can't they stop thinking about harm? ”

"In this world, there are only the dead...... so that it will not threaten! Fu Jiuqing's face was slightly gloomy, "Grinding ink." ”

Jin Yue silently twisted up the ink strip, and suddenly said, "Can you help me write a letter to my family?" You know, my handwriting isn't good. ”

His eyebrows twisted slightly.

"Don't think about it, it's for the Queen Mother." Jin Yue hurriedly explained.

Fu Jiuqing picked up the pen, but his eyebrows were not spread, "The so-called family letter, it is more sincere to write it yourself!" ”

As the sound fell, he quickly shoved the pen into her hand.

Jin Yue was stunned, "My word...... Ugly! ”

"What the Queen Mother wants to see is not your words." He dragged her in front of him and encircled her in his arms.

The slightly cool palm was attached to the back of her hand, she held the pen, he held her hand, the thin lips were close to her ear, and the warm breath sprayed on her ear from time to time, cool and itchy.

He lowered his eyes to look at her white neck, and the fragrance that belonged to her lingered in his nose, faintly, with the breath into his body, into the bones and blood, warming the position below the left shoulder.

His chin rested lightly on her shoulder, and where she couldn't see, he raised the corners of his lips and said softly, "My wife, it's very warm." ”

Jin Yue shrunk her neck, and then the next moment, she raised her eyelashes suddenly, blinked her eyes subconsciously, and her throat was really astringent, "You, you'd better stay away from me, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

The person behind her sighed, and the hand that originally circled her waist was gently attached to her lower abdomen, and it was very playful to open her lips, "The consequences...... Conceited? Well? Is this a consequence of Yue'er? ”

"If it's really a businessman's temperament, he doesn't forget to take advantage of anything." She was indignant.

He smiled and stared at her side face for a moment, afraid that he would not be able to see enough of her in this life......

Because it is a letter to the Empress Dowager of the Great Zhou, this letter is not easy to send out during the day, only at night, can be quietly sent, although the two countries have diplomatic relations, but after all, they are two countries.

The night was vast, and a white shadow swept over the wilderness, and suddenly there was a sound of a bowstring being pulled, accompanied by the muffled sound of the white shadow falling to the ground.

"Childe!" The man in black respectfully presented the carrier pigeon.

The man in the black cloak took the secret letter tied to the pigeon's leg and did not say a word for a long time.

The people below were curious, just looking at their son-in-law rubbing the surface of the letter paper over and over again with his fingertips, I don't know what he was thinking or feeling?

The wind whistled across the Gobi, and the dwarf pine forests in the distant mountains made a rustling sound.

With the weak light, the slightly crooked handwriting, jumping on the paper, every stroke is lovesick, all say that the words are like their people, sometimes not necessarily, at least people are better than words.

"Childe?" The people below called softly.

Sighing quietly, as if reluctant to say this paper joke, he tightened the letter in his palm, and said in a low voice, "Let's go!" ”

Enter from the side gate of the stone city and go straight to the Grand Palace.

The night was silent, pushing open the door and entering his own small courtyard, the moment he untied his black-clothed cloak, Chu Huaiyue felt so cold, the loneliness and coldness he felt from the depths of his heart, and the cold went straight to the cracks of his bones.

He stood alone under the shadow of the moon for a long time, so long that even he couldn't tell what day it was, but the moment he turned back to the house, his footsteps stopped in front of the door, staring at the closed door with a slightly troubled face, and his anger was unconcealed in the darkness.

walked straight to the table and sat down, Chu Huaiyue lit the candle faintly, and poured a glass of water for himself.

On the bed, there was a faint sound, like ...... The sound of someone moving under the bed, the sound of skin rubbing against the bedding.

"Get out!" Putting down the cup, Chu Huaiyue's face was as black as ink.

The delicate-looking woman poked her head out from under the quilt and looked at the man sitting in the candlelight shyly, "Childe, yes, it was the eldest prince who ordered the slave maid to serve you." ”

Chu Huaiyue didn't even look back, still sitting with his back to her, his back straight.

"Childe?" The woman did not give up, and her voice was low and soft and charming.

Doesn't it say that the men of the Great Zhou like women who are gentle like water?

Isn't it enough that she's so gentle and gentle?

"Don't make me say it a second time!" Chu Huaiyue responded coldly.

The woman finally got out of the quilt, wearing only a light blue single gauze dress, her figure was graceful, she blushed, and walked behind Chu Huaiyue carefully, breathing a little short, "Why don't you dare to look at it?" ”

The moment the sound fell, the woman's jade-like arm had already bullied Chu Huaiyue's back, and the softness that belonged to the woman spread on his back little by little.

It stands to reason that even a man can't stand such a gentle township.

But Chu Huaiyue only had disgust on his face, coldness from the heart, which showed that he didn't like it at all. As the woman's fingertips were about to rip open the placket of his clothes, he squeezed her wrist violently.

Hao's wrist suddenly hurt sharply, and the woman almost screamed in pain, but in the next moment, she fell into his arms.

Chu Huaiyue admitted that when his eyes touched the light blue thin shirt on her body, he had a moment of palpitations, but he just liked this color, as for the woman wearing blue and blue......

Just when the woman thought she had succeeded, she wanted to reach out and hug him, but her body was suddenly thrown out by gravity, and the force was so heavy that she was thrown directly against the wall, and she fell with a muffled snort, she didn't even have the strength to cry out in pain, let alone get up.

This is a ruthless and desireless man!

There wasn't much movement in the room, but it was enough to be heard outside.

Outside the wall, Ting Fang's eyebrows condensed slightly, and quietly retreated.

It can be seen that this woman does not conform to Chu Huaiyue's intentions, and it seems that she ...... We have to think of another way.

"Failed?" Song Lan's eyebrows condensed slightly.

Ting Fang nodded and glanced at the closed door, "Master, what should I do?" ”

"No matter who this person is, if he can't find out, it's good to sow discord." Song Lan was still holding the soup in her hand, and the coldness in her eyes turned into watery gentleness in an instant, "Staring at the point." ”

Ting Fang saluted and watched Song Lan push the door in.

In the room, the eldest prince Gerry sat lazily on the chair, the paper in his hand was turning into ashes in the firelight, and in the blink of an eye, the white paper and black words had disappeared.

When Song Lan pushed the door in, the wind that rolled in from the outside blew that little bit of ash flying around, and there was nothing left.

Song Lan's eyebrows frowned almost invisibly, and then put the soup on the table casually, "The eldest prince hasn't gone to bed so late, so the concubine went to the small kitchen to make you some sweet soup, you can taste it!" ”

"Come here!" Gerry beckoned.

The women of Beilan and the women of the Great Zhou are different after all, the women of the Great Zhou are more delicate and softer, and the whole heart melts in her arms, especially a woman like Song Lan with bright eyes and bright teeth, bright and flamboyant, and the arrogance revealed from her bones makes Gerry very satisfied.

I heard that Song Lan was rampant in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and her wanton publicity made people gnash their teeth, but now she can only cling to him, such a sense of conquest and superiority makes Gerry feel very comfortable.

Inside and out, comfortable!

Especially Song Lan still had to wait for him with an urn, pulling out the sharp thorns on her body one by one.

"The Great Prince!" Song Lan was soft in Geri's arms, her eyebrows and eyes drooping slightly, and she looked extremely docile.

But what about in the bones?

Gerry pinched her delicate jaw, forcing her to look up at him, "How's it going?" ”

"Chu Gongzi doesn't seem to appreciate it." Song Lan crouched on his chest, her long eyelashes hid the coldness under her eyes, "Great prince, I'm afraid this beauty trick won't work." But this person is heavy-minded, if you don't want a way to let him stay willingly, one day someone will pry the corner, I'm just afraid that ...... The consequences are unimaginable! ”

This is also what Gerry is worried about, "Chu Huaiyue is indeed a talent. ”

"So, we still have to think of a way!" Song Lan smiled charmingly, "If you can show something, it must be different." If this child can be in our Great Imperial Palace, Chu Huaiyue will not be ruthless if he wants to come, abandon his wife and children, right? ”

Gerry nodded, "Wife?" It's a good choice. ”

"The eldest prince thinks it's feasible?"

"Naturally!" Gerry looked at Song Lan in front of him, the candlelight was unparalleled, and he was already in his heart.

It's ...... Pillow wind, accustomed to is the best way!

Soft, can overcome rigidity!

The night was dark and the room was full of beauty.

Some people are intoxicated with gentleness, and some people sit alone until dawn.

Chu Huaiyue sat all night, watching the night outside the window gradually reced, watching the fish belly in the east light up little by little, he wanted to find that person, but ...... It's hard, it's too hard, he really can't reach it!

When he got up, his legs and feet were a little numb, and he stood for a long time holding the table, the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

Today is the Wine Festival, it's Marseille.

The eldest concubine and the eighth imperial concubine were already waiting outside the mansion gate, just waiting for Jin Yue to go out.

"Young lady?" Frost Branch looked at Jin Yue worriedly, "Do you really want to go?" ”

Jin Yue was dressed in a light blue robe, the style was made according to the established style of the Beilan Imperial Princess, with her hair in a high bun, and only a jasper hibiscus hairpin.

"How?" Jin Yue asked.

Frost Branch nodded, "It's good, it's just that the two outside are not good, and the slave is worried that something will happen to them then." You are heavy, and you don't dare to be careless, or you ...... The slave pushed you and said you weren't feeling well. ”

"If I don't go, wouldn't I have practiced for so long in vain?" Jin Yue frowned, "I have my own plans. ”

Mingzhu knows that she can't persuade her young lady, "The slave will follow you every step of the way!" ”

"Let's go!" Jin Yue touched the small bag she was carrying, her face was gloomy, "I hope it won't come in handy." ”

Outside, the Eighth Imperial Concubine and the Great Imperial Concubine waited for a long time, and when they saw Jin Yue traveling in a strong outfit, they all looked stunned, and they all thought that the women of the Great Zhou were either charming or enchanting, or they were delicate wastes, who knew that they still had such an imposing appearance?