King Jin's magnetic voice is low, melodious and lingering. The timbre haunted her heart, which made Qing'er's heart suffocate, and her whole heart softened: "Just let her kneel like that, it's cold, the little girl's body is thin, it's better to send it back, it's an eyesore." ”

He turned his head to look at her, in the bright light, she lowered her eyebrows, flipping the embroidery in her hand, he reached out and took her into his arms, lips and teeth were touching, he desperately absorbed the beauty that belonged to her, the hand around his waist slowly tightened, and he hated to be one with himself. She was as jerky as she had been, a scorching heat that belonged to him.

Her face is delicate and red, like a blooming peony, beautiful but not charming. He put the broken hair scattered on his forehead and helped her put it behind: "Concubine Rong's mind is enlightened, start your mind, you can't rub sand in your husband's eyes, this will be rare for you, why did you go earlier." ”

"These embroidery samples were selected very carefully, when she was serving by Mu Qing's side, she tried to do wrong, her own sister put herself in order to keep her, the sisterhood is true, but it is impressive."

King Jin tapped her forehead: "It's really a bad memory, her sister is a good one, but unfortunately, this sister is a wolf-hearted master, not to mention it, selfish, and it's not worth it for her husband and her sister." ”

King Jin got up and explained a few words to the dark one, and the dark one flew away, and there was no jade in the courtyard, the wind and waves were calm, the ice and snow melted, and it was extremely cold.

Changying put the breakfast in place, and Uncle Jing Huang stared at the door of the small courtyard through the window lattice, the cold wind blew and the bun was slightly scattered. Starry eyebrows, plump and handsome, removing the golden mask, Uncle Jinghuang's appearance is a model among men.

Uncle Jinghuang's lips raised an upturned arc, and his gentle eyes were a little cold, a little unfathomable. In the ink-colored pupils, her face was clearly reflected, and the accustomed rejection was thousands of miles away.

Changyang walked in from outside the door and saluted respectfully: "Lord, in two days, the King of Jin and the Princess of Jin will leave for the Mexican Kingdom, and the King of War and the Seven Dukes of the Northern Kingdom will mainly go together, and Ling Ruizhi of the Dawn Tower will appear in the queue of returning to the Mexican Kingdom with Concubine Rong." ”

Changying looked at the food that had been heated twice on the table, since staying here last night, the prince only drank some tea and did not eat, the prince often has a bad appetite, but this is the northern country, the weather is cold, if you don't eat some food, how to keep out the cold.

Changyang and Changying looked at each other and continued: "The slave also inquired that the princess of Jin went back to the bamboo forest at the time of the morning, saying that she wanted to sew clothes for the prince of Jin and wanted to draw some embroidery patterns by herself. ”

Uncle Jing Huang was silent, picked up the chopsticks, and ate slowly, and the red dates and shredded chicken porridge were very delicious: "Changying, this Wang Chen will also go to the bamboo forest to have a look." ”

The corners of his mouth are slightly hooked, and a light smile flashes away.

The mountain road is long and tortuous, the trees and bamboos beside the road are verdant and verdant, and there can be a touch of green in the cold and snow, which is really rare, Uncle Jinghuang's mood seems to be much better, Changying and Changyang's faces followed by a smile, and the depression that has been hovering in my heart for a long time has dissipated.

Towards the clouds evacuated, the mist receded, and a little golden light came through the clouds. In the bamboo forest, sometimes there was a whisper, and sometimes there was a burst of laughter.

Qing'er cut the bamboo into sections, saw so many bamboos, painted some, she suddenly also wanted to make some bamboo rice, before, when she went on an outing, she encountered a bamboo forest, and took local materials, she would make some bamboo rice, she did it naturally differently from Mu Qing.

Dark One deliberately went back and brought some ingredients from the kitchen, chicken is essential, and some vegetables are also required.

Qing'er was busy with the magpie, and the maids around her were also assigned by the magpie to pick, wash, and cut vegetables, and the chicken was chopped into small pieces and first used as a marinade.

Changying and Changyang have martial arts, Uncle Jing Huang appeared in front of Qing'er so quietly, and because of the noise of the maids, he didn't notice it for a while, and only found out when Uncle Jing and the three of them arrived.

Dark, dark, and dark blocked in front of Qing'er at the same time: "Uncle Jinghuang, there are many female dependents here, please ask Uncle Jinghuang to avoid it, if there is something wrong, then you can only offend." ”

He was silent, his soft eyes staring at her face through the mask, like Xun Nuan's sun.

When Qing'er looked at him, the slightly raised arc of the corners of his mouth gradually increased, and the warmth in his eyes was as soft as a gentle spring breeze, "I came here smelling the fragrance, not intentionally disturbing Princess Jin's Yaxing." ”

Qing'er guessed the identity of the person from the dark one's words, since Mo Zhuofeng mentioned that he wanted to take her to Nansheng Kingdom, she took the time to read some brief history of Nansheng Kingdom, Uncle Jinghuang, isn't he the regent of Nansheng Kingdom, the real person in power. Battle

His eyes fell on his wheelchair, his brows furrowed slightly, witchcraft was prevalent in Nansheng Kingdom, and the Gu poison in King Jin's body was only restrained, and even reduced the number of Gu worms, but it was impossible to eradicate Gu worms at all.

Let's not talk about whether Uncle Jinghuang's leg disease is also Gu poison, just say that Nan Shengguo knows everything about witchcraft and why he ran so far to seek help from others, it is not unreasonable for King Jin to have doubts.

"I had nothing to do, so I took my maidservant to this bamboo forest to make some bamboo rice, which disturbed Uncle Jinghuang and invited Haihan." Qing'er's voice is gentle, not hurried, and her voice is as good as a yellow bird.

Qing'er took off the fox fur because she wanted to make bamboo rice. At this time, the body is wearing a hundred butterflies wearing a flower cloud satin cotton skirt, the snow-white skirt and cuffs are full of flowers, butterflies flying, each gold edge is embroidered with good gold thread, and it is not an ordinary Su embroidery, but a long-lost cushion embroidery.

"It's bothering you, but since you've met it, you're cheeky enough to ask for a bamboo tube rice, is it okay?" Uncle Jing Huang talked with a smile on his face, Qing'er was wearing a veil on her face, except for a pair of smart eyes, she really couldn't see the changes in the expression of her face.

Dark one and dark two eyes were about to pop out, yesterday when I heard that Uncle Jing Huang came to visit the princess, Nansheng was warlike, and both men and women were born to live a life on horseback, nomadic grassland.

The good war kings are all from the Nansheng Kingdom, they have followed the Jin King for many years, and the situation of each country is well understood.

Uncle Jing Huang was a young man, full of spirit, 20 years ago in the war, Uncle Jing Huang was only 14 years old, but he made great achievements, famous all over the world, so far there is an unwritten rule among the generals of various countries, defeated Uncle Jing Huang, only to be called the world's heroes.

It's a pity that Uncle Jing Huang suddenly crippled his legs for more than ten years, and no longer appears in the eyes of the world, the first emperor of Nansheng Kingdom is old, the prince is young, and the auxiliary ministers are all eyeing each other, as a last resort, the first emperor entered the palace several times to beg Uncle Jing to go out of the mountain again, the concubine is the mother of Uncle Jing, and also the concubine of the first emperor.

The men of Nansheng Kingdom did not pay attention to women's chastity when marrying wives, and Uncle Jinghuang's mother was originally the sister-in-law of the former emperor, and the position of the first emperor was taken from Uncle Jinghuang in infancy.

Under such a complicated situation, the emperor can still trust Uncle Jinghuang, which shows his bright and upright personality.

No matter what the purpose, Uncle Jing Huang finally appeared in the court of Nansheng Kingdom, and it was his strength to turn the tide that made the young prince not be abandoned and suppressed, and sat firmly in that high position.

Since Uncle Jing Huang stepped out of the mansion again, no one has seen his true face, a cold golden mask will cover all his joys, sorrows, and sorrows, but now Uncle Jing Huang, but for a bowl of bamboo rice and the princess of Jin's soft words greetings, secretly and secretly have to play twelve points of vigilance.

"Uncle Jing Huang said that he laughed, it's just bamboo rice, and the lady will naturally not be stingy." The awkward atmosphere was dissipated by the arrival of King Jin.

As he spoke, he scratched Qing'er's palm with his fingers without a trace, itchy, crispy and numb feeling like a flower of spring dawn blooming magnificently in the palm of his hand, causing her to laugh and catch his restless fingers, and the corners of her mouth raised an irrepressible arc.

In the snow-covered verdant bamboo forest, the two dusty figures are facing each other, and the king of Jin is as white as snow, handsome and talented. Uncle Jing Huang is wearing a python robe, although he is a wheelchair, his momentum is not weak at all, King Jin vaguely feels that Uncle Jing Huang is not as simple as just asking Qing'er, there is a lingering thing in his eyes, but it is not like the affection between men and women.

Uncle Jing Huang didn't go far, he sat quietly in the bamboo forest, not too close to Qing'er, just enough to see her every move.

King Jin's deep eyes were full of clear and charming waves, and the afternoon sun poured down, dispelling the coldness brought by the cold wind. His handsome face was like adding a layer of elegant light, and this unprecedented softness was poured into Qing'er's body.

Such a picture seems to be engraved into his mind as lingering, at the beginning, he and Ling'er are also like glue, time flies, seventeen years have passed, but his beloved is nowhere to be found, he looks up to the sky, and the wetness that lingers in his eyes is forced back, and he does not allow himself to cry.

When Changying brought the bamboo tube rice over, the King of Jin and the princess of Jin had already left, Uncle Jing Huang fell into memories and failed to come back to his senses for a long time, Changying and Changyang have long been accustomed to it, the hot bamboo tube rice, the aroma is compelling, he eats calmly and freely, the smile is always on the corner of his mouth, but the tears inadvertently slide down from the golden mask, refracted in the sun, like a crystal clear pearl as bright and bright.

King Jin walked slowly with Qing'er in her arms, and she used her little hand from time to time to play with a few strands of broken hair on King Jin's chest: "What's the matter with Uncle Jing Huang of Nansheng Kingdom?" Is his leg crippled, or is it the same as yours, the magic of witchcraft is prevalent in Nansheng Kingdom, if it is Gu poison, you don't have to come from afar, Nansheng Country is strong and strong, but there is a lack of brave and resourceful generals, if he comes over like this, will the Northern Kingdom easily let him go back? ”

Qing'er said a series of questions, but King Jin was in a good mood, the most important thing between husband and wife is trust, "Lady doesn't need to worry, since Uncle Jinghuang dares to come alone, he must have made sufficient preparations, and the northern kingdom doesn't want to fight again, so he will definitely not take it easy." ”