Ying Zhan held the face in his arms in the palm of his hand.

I saw that the face in the palm of my hand was red.

This is because of the shyness that wants to hide but can't hide.

At this moment, the coquettishness who had nowhere to hide was overwhelmingly attacking him.

"Okay, okay, I know, doesn't the concubine just want to give me an heir, I'll say it well!"

After speaking, the man grabbed Yanyan's waist-buttocks and pressed her in his arms.

And the cold and thin lips fell directly on the red lips of the woman who was about to speak, and all the words she had not yet said were put into her mouth.

"......"

This dog emperor, she has said so much, and he actually plays roundabout tactics with her.

To be vague here is not to give her a word of approval.

He was so angry that he struggled and pushed him.

However, it turned out that her strength was not as good as his.

This time, even if she exerted all her strength, the man did not move.

It's too good to be coquettish, and the consequence of blaming the man for not expressing it is that the face is going to suffer.

This night, the man forced Tanyan to say a lot of shameless words before he could let her go.

After the handsome man and the beautiful woman scrubbed their bodies and lay down, the sky was already white.

Ying Zhan was contented with the woman in her arms.

The little bird snuggled in the man's arms like a human, and was too tired to bother to ask the man.

The next day, at dawn, he woke up.

It's not that she's not tired, it's that she hears the birds chirping outside, and the tip of her nose smells the scent of flowers.

So she got out of bed and sat quietly by the window looking at the scenery outside.

I arrived at this ancient town of Beizhuang in the middle of last night.

It was pitch black, and I couldn't see the surrounding scenery clearly.

If it is lit up today, the emperor's Zhuangzi is in a high place again.

Sitting here, it is a panoramic view of the ancient town of Beizhuang.

This is an old Jiangnan town, and under the eaves of those houses, there are retro red lanterns.

There is a narrow lake in the middle of the town, and the water reflects the morning light, like a spark lighting the sparkling lake, and the lake water is warmer.

There are many boats in the lake, which shuttle freely under the round arch bridge.

The town is full of all kinds of stone-paved paths.

Through those quaint stone roads, retro red lanterns, mottled house walls, faded red bricks and green tiles, it seems that you can see the rings and years of this town.

The slightest cool breeze swept across the water, causing the lake to ripple, and a few fish jumped on the surface of the lake a few times before sinking to the bottom again.

Facing the cool breeze and breathing in the fresh air from the quaint town, a refreshing feeling arises spontaneously.

For a moment, she was intoxicated and sat here stunned.

Until a man's lazy voice came from behind him, "Concubine Ai was so tired that she sobbed and begged for mercy last night, but she got up so early today, it really makes me doubt the truth of your words?" ”

Before she could look back, the man rested his chin on her shoulder and followed her line of sight to look at the small town of Beizhuang.

Dumping Yan was a little scared.

So when the man rested his chin on her shoulder, her body stiffened at first, and then shrank slightly.

"The emperor is fierce, and what the concubine said last night is true." Qian Yan first affirmed the man, then looked at the trickle of the small lake, and said in a soft voice: "Besides, the concubine just looked at the beautiful scenery, so she sat here and watched it." ”

Actually, the main thing is that this town evokes her dreams.

In her previous life, she had been very busy since she was a few years old, and even more so after she grew up and practiced medicine in a big city.

She has never loved the neon lights of the big city, the zebra crossings and cars on the streets, she feels that the pace of life is too fast, so fast that there is no human touch.

So every time she is busy at work, she thinks that one day, she will have to carry a backpack, bring a camera, wear her favorite white shirt and little white shoes, and just go on a trip.

Go wherever you want, stop and go, and enjoy the beautiful rivers and mountains of China.

Even if she doesn't have a home, then the whole world is her home, and don't send anyone under the fence.

If she finds a favorite and humane ancient town, she will have a home of her own there and live the slow life she wants.

Thinking of this, he leaned into the man's arms, "You know what? The concubine has always liked small places, and prefers such a humane and fireworks ancient town. ”

Ying Zhan raised her eyebrows and looked at the woman's side face with some surprise.

The morning light shone on her face, adding a touch of softness to her.

She had a satisfied smile on her face and seemed to really like the place.

This kind of smile is something she has never had when she was in the capital.

It's like ...... That's who she really is.

He stood up straight, looked at the town through the window, and said lightly: "What's so good about this town, it's neither prosperous nor lively, and there are few decent shops on the streets, isn't the capital much better than it?" ”

Qian Yan disagreed: "The capital is as good as the capital, and it is suitable for the kind of people who have drive, ambition and dreams to break through and fight." It's just that the place where Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is also full of intrigue, which makes people feel depressed and breathless. ”

"And such a small place, there is also a small place, although it is not so prosperous, but it is quiet and relaxed. Especially the small narrow lake, like a trickling clear stream, as long as I see it, my heart feels more comfortable, as if any troubles and restlessness are slowly washed away by it, and the mood is also better. ”

"The scenery here is picturesque, flowers, grasses, insects and birds are companions, look up to see the mountains, look down at the stones, walk by the water, the years are quiet and beautiful, there is no intrigue, there is no deceit, just a leisurely stroll, the smoke curls, between the mountains and rivers, sit and watch the clouds roll up, the clouds disappear and ......"

Ying Zhan listened to the woman talk about such a small place so beautifully.

It seems that this ancient town of Beizhuang is a beautiful paradise that is out of the ordinary.

Moreover, her words have a bit of the taste of idle clouds and wild cranes.

It is said that seeing words is like seeing people, and when Ying Zhan saw her words for the first time, she felt that her words belonged to Juan Xiuzhong with a little chic in it, and even had some Jianghu atmosphere.

At that time, I only thought that she was coquettish, and I didn't see anything else.

After getting along for a long time, now the woman's true nature is gradually presented in front of him, only to find that she is the same person as hers.

There is not only the innate softness of women, but also the freedom and charity of chivalry.

At this moment, Qian Yan said with emotion: "I'm not afraid of the emperor's jokes when I say it, the concubine is a useless person, and at this moment I want to walk on those stone paths with shoes on, wander the streets and alleys, buy some local souvenirs, and eat sugar gourds in my mouth, how good." ”

After all, she had never been so comfortable since she came here.

However, she soon shook her head regretfully, "It's a pity that we are going to leave for Beijing today, so we have to get by." ”

Ying Zhan: "......"

If she is not promising, then the women of the entire northern border country will be unproductive.

In his opinion, her pattern is bigger than those women in the harem.

Moreover, she can keep the Tilt Medical Pavilion in good order, and she is already a model for women in the dynasty.

Ying Zhan's eyes turned slightly, and her gaze fell on the woman's delicate and beautiful face.

I saw the regret on the woman's face, like a warm wind crossing people's heartstrings, which made people can't help but feel soft in their hearts.

"Who told you to leave for Beijing today?" When Ying Zhan spoke, he had already raised his feet and sat on the edge of the bed, as if he was carelessly arranging his sleeves.