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Jiang Yan's request. Boqing can't refuse. There is no habit of refusal.

He paused slightly. After all, it was just a long sigh. He raised his hand and put it on the back of Jiang Yan's hand. The chin head was sideways, and the eyebrows were slightly wrinkled: "Okay. Since you don't want to say . This king cannot force you." Shallow." Promise me. If one day there is something that cannot be passed. Don't be alone. Tell the king. Shall we share the burden?" There is something in his words. I don't know if it's a strong trick on the sixth sense. He always felt that Jiang Yan would get into some trouble over this Yuhuan matter. Or this is a thing that has precipitated a lot of troubles and entanglements.

It seems to be affected by the expression of Silk Qing and the aura of the breeze on a moonlit night. Jiang Yan felt a faint ominous feeling in his heart. After a trick, he returned to normal: "That's natural." Hook your lips and smile. Draw out a few subtle looks that seem to be playful and moving.

It is true that this was said in vain. Silk clear understand. The uninteresting jaw was silent. Finally raised his head and showed his face: "It's not early. The king went back. You should go back to your room and rest early."

"No hurry." Jiang Yanyi is smile with the right three or two wisps of benefits. Raise your eyes and dot the moonlight." I'll sit for a while and blow the wind before I leave. The prince will go back and rest first. A whole day in the palace. I guess I'm tired." He said as he got up. It's not nice to have a dark road. I'll send the prince back."

Somehow . At the moment, Jiang Yan is admittedly too enthusiastic. This is completely inconsistent with his image of cold self-control. I was stunned when I saw it. I don't know whether to be angry or happy for a while. He was not in a hurry to leave, hugged his arms and changed his position to sit down again: "The big housekeeper." He raised an eyebrow and hooked his lips. You say the king should be moved by your proactive concern. Or should I be annoyed by your obvious eviction and suppressed impatience?" He suddenly had a feeling that Jiang Yan wished he could leave quickly. Isn't this obviously urging him to go back and chase him? Heart: You have something secret that no one can see. This is what happened to him.

Jiang Yan's eyebrows jumped a little. He just said it in passing. I don't care what kind of taste it will become when I hear it in my ears. Seeing that Boqing was not in a hurry to go back to the room. He also crossed his arms and leaned back: "The prince is free." It's as fun as it gets.

"Tsk." Bao Qing frowned and shook his head. The character of the Jiang big housekeeper. Prima is the hardest to figure out. This king doesn't want to misunderstand in vain. It's better for you to say it yourself." Homeopathic anti-entertainment back.

Jiang Yan didn't have the patience to do this senseless tongue twisting with Bo Qing. Sigh. got up and walked to Boqing's side, raised his hand and helped him: "Okay. Aren't you sleepy at such a late hour? Let's go back together."

Boqing also got up with his help. Bian responded unhurriedly: "How. You won't be in this pavilion to blow the wind and admire the moon. Your good mood has been ruined by this king's incomprehensible feelings, isn't it......"

Before I finished speaking, I felt a stuffiness in my lower back. was pushed out of the pavilion by Jiang Yan and forced to move forward: "Okay, okay. Lord, go quickly. You're not tired, I'm still tired. Where do you talk so much?" Immediately followed by Jiang Yan's voice with no patience at all and an aura.

Bao Qing is funny. And he was silent. Tong Jiang Yan got out of the small pavilion together. Step onto the corridor and go back to the east and west wings.

Because I went back to the room at night, it was already pasted with the scene of the early morning. The pendulum will swing. Stayed up for so long. The drowsiness and drowsiness of the silk have already dispersed. People are getting more and more spiritual.

So he lit a candle. Let the room be filled with the warmth of a trace of stars. After sitting in front of the lamp, calm down, and think carefully about the time in the warm pavilion of Chu Palace during the day. The outline of the general dynasty and the general framework taught by the emperor are taught by the father.

It's just like that, and I don't know how long I remember it. Before I knew it, the sky was already clear.

A touch of fish belly hangs in the sky. The dazzling morning sun shattered the night with thousands of golden waves, and the silence was like water. Followed by the singing of birds and insects, the scales rise from wave to wave, and gradually lower to highest. It was a morning with a hazy beauty.

There is a windy window. The fragrance of the spleen wrapped in the dew of the grass and trees is also tidal. Bao Qing closed his eyes and sniffed deeply. Fang stretched his waist and moved his stiff waist. Get up and go out. Take a break in the bright light of the morning sun.

I remembered that I hadn't seen the princess in the past few days. Then he went up to the corridor to the east corner of the warm room.

When the maidservant at the door saw the prince coming. I got up in a panic and wanted to salute. was stopped by Boqing: "Is the princess still resting?" Asked in a low voice.

"But the prince is here." I didn't wait for the maid to reply. I listened to the whisper in the inner room of the chamber, and a charming female voice. Like water waves, like flowing clouds, soft and soft. It was Shangguan's warm voice.

Silk is very good. Seeing the princess get up so early. I didn't hesitate to push the door in.

At this moment, Nuan Ci has already walked towards the door step by step. I picked out a curtain and wanted to go out. Unexpectedly, I bumped into Bo Qing.

Silk Qing homeopathic to the waist of the warm words. put the whole concubine half horizontally into her arms. I bent my body slightly and looked at her. The thin lips hooked a shallow warm smile.

Warm with a wide pleated snow-white sparse skirt. The corners and corners outline a circle of tender pink and light red and crushed azure Suzhou embroidery petals. Because of the morning rise. She didn't apply the fat powder to the sky. A green silk is scattered on the slender shoulder like a waterfall. He also smiled and pursed his lips softly and looked back to Boqing. The facial features are very soft and clean, like the fresh fragrance of floating peach blossoms.

Silk Qing looks at it with joy to the heart. Pleasing to the eye, he dropped a kiss on her forehead: "It's only the hour. And he got up." The voice is very gentle. I'm afraid that a little weight will melt the beauty in my arms.

Warm words show a smile. Looking forward to the bright eyes of the autumn water. is also a soft Xu Yin: "Yu'er and Yi'er can make a fuss. Where do I still have the heart to sleep and rest?" The tail note is slightly picky. It's very seductive.

This princess of Rongjin is really a superb and wonderful beauty. It's not natural. But that charm, that charm, that pure beauty...... The dripping dots and piles are all of the type of silk and heart. It's really true that her surname is Shangguan. This good marriage with Boqing.

"The people are not well taken care of. but you will be tired of yourself." As he spoke, he put the warmth on the ground and helped his body. Another curtain hugged her and walked to the inner room.

Nuan Ci shook his head. Yi smiled softly: "Mother. It's probably the same state of mind that should be affected." Returning to look at the silk clear. frowned." The child is so small. Leave it to the next person to look at the passport. The concubine can't be at ease." This is self-deprecating though. But with a tone of unconcealable happiness. It can be seen how willing Nuan Ci is to take care of the two children personally.

Silk Feather Silk Wing is her and Bao Qing's two twin sons. This name is exquisite. Together, they are wings. With it day can flap its wings beyond the expectation. There is also a beautiful metaphor of brothers concentrating and never abandoning.

The two children were two years old at the time. Although they are twins. The eyebrows and eyes are not exactly the same. And that character is not the same. Feathers are noisy. If you don't see it for a moment, it makes people feel uneasy; The wings are quiet. I can't even speak at a young age. I have developed the habit of looking at the scenery by turning my eyes at the window, and it will take many hours to look at it. And there is a little habit of smiling and puffing on the lips.

In this regard. Bo Qing always joked about warm words. Ask her how she conceived these two children. How did they get these one-size-fits-all qualities from their mother's womb?

"You're not tired of yourself." Bo Qing deliberately frowned with disgust.

Warm words shook his head again: "It's worth it."

This situation is like a good look of husband and wife love and flounder eyebrows. With warm words, soft and light demeanor. Bao Qing only feels clever. Raising his hand, he pinched the tip of her nose lovingly.

The two of them smiled. As he spoke, he walked to the inner bed.

The two sons slept on a couch and leaned against the inside. It's sleeping with Nuan Ci. This is also a big reason why Paqing has not come to rest here for a while. The children sleep next to their wives. Where is he, the father, going to squeeze in? Laying the floor can't be done.

Looking at the two children who were sleeping on the couch. Boqing was originally in a very clear state of mind because of the glimmer of the morning light. At this time, it is even brighter and more cheerful.

A meter of sunlight on the sleeping face of a child. The small figure was also set off by the sieve, as if it had been forged from porcelain white jade.

Warm words fall. Raise your hand and gently pat the little back of the sleeping child. The serene demeanor of the person who is not a mother will never have is very pleasant.

The fatherly mentality of Bao Qing was then aroused. He also raised his hand to pinch the child's soft little ears.

Patted off by warm words.

Silk Qing turned his eyes funny. Seeing her frowning, she sneered lightly with a funny smile: "You slow down. It's a child not a plaything. Don't pinch it again."

Hear the words. Bo Qing only felt that there was a cry like a kitten scratching in his heart. became more and more interested in playing with warm words to the end: "Where can it hurt. This king is to pinch his little ears. What else can you do, Princess?" Of course. I didn't forget to let go of my words. I'm afraid of disturbing my sleeping son. As he spoke, he raised his hand and beckoned to the two children.

Warm words know his playfulness. It also played an entertaining block.

As soon as you make a fuss, you will inevitably forget about the appropriate occasion. In the end, it was still a little louder. I listened to the silk feather sleeping in the couch snorting and snorting with long hair. The little body unconsciously made a movement that wanted to turn around. The silk wings that were sleeping next to him also hummed.

This happy couple suddenly stopped together like a thunderbolt. The two of them quietly turned around. Nuan Ci hurriedly stroked the backs of the two children in turn. Helped them each turn over and change into a sleeping position. Two children with deflated mouths. Fell asleep again.

"I slept so soundly...... "Bao Qing'an is at ease. I can't help but sigh." Like a piglet."

Nuan Ci couldn't help but laugh again: "Lord Wang." Flattered and frowned.

Bao Qing laughed: "This king is joking." I also fell on the couch and hugged the warm farewell." Resignation. It's all so big. Can't they turn over on their own? How are you helping them?" Frowning puzzled.

"Oh." Warm words." It's still so small after all. I'm afraid if they roll over on their own. Not very good for the development of the spine. Just help once in a while."

"Uh-huh......" Silky pondered. Dragged the voice clearly.

This moment. Husband and wife are in harmony, father and son are in harmony. When the family is really happy, everything is ready to be happy.