In Zhuangzi, the crown prince stood with his hands in his hands, looking into the distance, they went for a long time, "Prince, the news just came, King Jin and Princess Jin, King Zhan and Princess Mu Qing are already on the way back. ”

"It's really not to be underestimated, Princess Jin also knows how to count strangely, the fourth child is really a blessed one, spread the word Leng Shaochen, and robbed Princess Jin on the way back, and she made a decision by herself."

When I came, the road was vast, and when I returned, I was full of joy. The group sat in a carriage, and the road was paved with wooden planks, although it was slow, but it was very safe.

Mo Zhuoche had to sigh, the fourth brother treated the princess of Jin so well, he thought about everything for her, and he spared no effort to protect her, and handed over Qing'er to the fourth brother, maybe it wasn't very bad, he suddenly felt a little relieved, let go, and his mood became happy.

Mu Qing looked envious, Princess Jin is a person of temperament, and the arrogance and decisiveness in her bones are not inferior to any man, and being able to become a close friend with her is a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes.

The king of Jin took Qing'er out of the carriage and entered the bedroom all the way, and instructed the dark three to prepare hot water, so that the maids in the courtyard could prepare the meal, and then carefully put Qing'er on the bed.

In the middle of the forest are terraces, and strings of beaded curtains hang on the eaves, which are very different from the Celestial Empire in terms of style or style. The figure behind the bead curtain was faintly visible, and before he got closer, he had already heard a warm voice inside, "Why did my cousin come so early?" ”

The Nine Emperor Princes flashed the beaded curtain and threw themselves into Mu Qing's arms: "My sister didn't go to visit me when she came back, didn't my sister think of my brother when I went out for so long, it's rare that my brother misses my sister every day." ”

The fleshy little face of the Nine Emperor Princes is smooth and cute, his lips are upturned, and he is pouting, looking unruly and angry, which makes him more and more lovely.

Ran Cheng Ran Qing stood behind the bead curtain, they were all men, and they had passed the year of the weak crown, everything had to be avoided, if it wasn't for Mu Qing's invitation, they must not take a step beyond the thunder pool.

Ran Qing was impatient and couldn't help it, "Mother learned that the eldest brother's condition could be cured, and she didn't close her eyes for a few days and nights. ”

Mu Qing asked people to lift the bead curtain and invite the two of them to sit down, with an indifferent smile floating on her cheeks, like a beautiful orchid blooming, like a crescent moon, hanging on the corner of her lips, so delicate and clear, so intoxicating.

Ran Cheng felt as if there was a fire beating in his chest, if it was in the past, he would have laughed past, but now, he smiled bitterly, but he also accepted it happily.

"This time into the mountain, if there is no King Jin and Princess Jin, we will not be able to get the snake gall of the century-old snake, Princess Jin was injured because of this, King Jin cares about Princess Jin, at this time, it is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire, that master is afraid that he is going to be annoyed, and I think we are urging Princess Jin to treat her cousin."

Ran Qing was simple-minded and thoughtful, and her face turned red when she landed, "Is it because I am heartbroken, or is my cousin delicate." ”

Qing'er slept soundly, King Jin sat on the edge of the bed, holding the books she was reading on weekdays, and her heart was turbulent, his woman was still thinking about how to go back, he clenched his fists, holding her hand tightly, in this life, he would never allow it, she left him half a step.

A dreamless night, Qing'er stretched her waist, and raised a big hand above her head, she looked at the sleeping people around her in ignorance, her eyes were facing each other, and her eyes were full of affection.

The temperature from the palm of the big hand was applied to her cheeks: "Promise me, don't leave your husband in this life, if you insist on leaving, kill your husband first, otherwise, it will be your mistake to become a demon for your husband and kill all the people in the world." ”

She laughed out loud, and raised her eyes to see the stack of books beside the candlestick not far away: "I read those books, not to go back, but to be very interested in this area, incredible supernatural things have happened to me, I always want to figure it out." ”

Through the window screen, the faint sunlight poured in, and Qing'er's smile was so gentle and bright, like a spring blooming, like a mountain spring. He lowered his voice, gently doting on the injured grievances, looking at her affectionately, warmth emerged from his body, and he approached Qing'er little by little.

As he moved, Qing'er's heart beat faster and faster.

With a twitch of her slender fingers, her underwear was thrown out of the bed. The red belly pocket tightly wrapped her smooth and pink skin, and the narrow straps of the belly pocket strangled her skin made of water with red marks.

Her skin is really fine and tender, as if a finger presses it, and a purple mark will be left on the skin. Bashan Academy

His eyes staring at her were too hot, and Qing'er opened her mouth and took a deep breath. This time, her jaw ached as soon as her small mouth opened, but it was he who lowered his head and put his lips deep over hers.

The skin touched, the lips touched, and the man's unique breath was rampant, and Qing'er's body softened and spread into his arms.

He hugged her tightly, deepened the kiss, and wrenched his breath into hers, and she vaguely heard him say, "It's been so hard for my husband." ”

The tongue is intertwined with the tongue, the breath is dissolved with the breath, and Qing'er feels that she can't breathe. In the blink of an eye, his belt was drawn, his underwear fell to the ground, and he leaned over.

The two fell into deep affection, once emotional, King Jin could not hold himself, he held her Yingying's waist, Qing'er's blushing cheeks turned to the side, and King Jin's hoarse voice came from above his head: "Good, look at the husband." ”

Three thousand green silk were spread on the white pillow, his misty eyes were dyed with anticipation for him, a red silk thread on his arm loomed under the crystal clear skin, he finally sighed softly, and lay on her side: "For my husband, I want to find famous doctors all over the world, and I must cure your love poison, this damn Mo Zhuoche, he was crazy at the beginning." ”

The wind suddenly became cold, the night was as dark as the deep sea, and the crescent moon was still sprinkled with silent clear light, but at this time, in Ran Cheng's eyes, it was as cold and sharp as a blade.

When it comes to the War King, Mu Qing no longer has the light water of the past, but instead has a warm current that flows like affection. He is not as good as before, Mu Qing is treated as a sister, he touches the position of his heart, I don't know when, it seems to be separated from Mu Qing here, until this trip, he suddenly woke up, it seems that these have left him, but he is difficult to give up.

After breakfast, King Jin walked with Qing'er in his arms regardless of it, what about the Zhuangzi of the King of War, is it difficult for him to wronged his wife.

Under the sun, the top of the attic is sprinkled with thousands of lights, and the wisps of clouds float in the blue sky, which is more and more lovely against the blue sky. Mo Zhuoche stood on a high place, looking down.

King Jin and Qing'er said something intimately, from time to time there was the sound of the two laughing, he raised his wrist, the red line on the back of his hand was eager to try, last night the heart was very uncomfortable, it should be the time when the husband and wife were intimate in the room.

Although Mo Liang's steps were light, he couldn't escape his ears, "What's the matter?" ”

"The owner of the Dawn Building has a way to crack the love Gu, but it can't be used easily, the Gu giver will suffer a painful backlash, and even if the woman of the love Gu is unraveled, she will no longer have children in her life." The amount of ink has already written to Chenxi Lou many times about this matter, and only when there is a result will he return to the war king.

The warm sun behind him is spreading, the plum blossoms are flying in the air, the falling flowers are colorful, the fragrance of flowers that belong to the winter is like pure wine, slowly filling the air, but he seems to be in an ice cellar, covered in ice, if he can't get pregnant, Qing'er will be sad, and whether the king of Jin can accompany Qing'er for a long time, there will be no other women in his life.

At this moment, he hesitated, hesitated, let go, insisted, only in a thought. But it is the choice of this thought that can put a person's life from heaven to hell.

If what he said just now was piercing, then the next matter of the ink volume to be returned made him even more at a loss, and even a big mess: "Master, Niang Niang has already configured the mother Gu in private, as expected, it will be done in a few days." ”

The more Concubine Rong wanted to divert his gaze, the more uneasy Mo Zhuoche became, the technique of the mother concubine using Gu was extremely high, once he was hit, he couldn't imagine what kind of torture Mu Qing would have to endure.

He strode towards Rong Guifei's courtyard and hurried, walking close to the courtyard wall, a few words came from the courtyard, so that he couldn't help but speed up his pace, sure enough, Mu Qing and Rong Guifei happened to be standing in the courtyard, looking at Mu Qing's little red face because of the cold, he naturally untied the fox fur on his body and draped it on his body: "It's cold, I don't know how to go out, I don't know how to be careful when I go out, I'm a little thin, I'll let people make you some thick clothes today." ”

Concubine Rong looked at her son's changes with sympathy, mixed feelings, and her thoughts turned a thousand times, and finally sighed, Qing'er, she couldn't look at it, the seventh princess of the northern country was a sick man, she thought about it and found a way like this.

A courtyard of servants knelt on the ground, shivering in the cold wind, Mo Zhuoche's eyebrows furrowed, the mother concubine was still the same as always, she was in a bad mood, so she had to punish the people around her, where was there anyone who was loyal to her.

Qiu Yue has been injured and can no longer be used, Qiu Xin serves left and right, and looks lonely, which is really a headache.

"The mother concubine is in good health, so don't blame the subordinates anymore, the child still has things to do, so it is inconvenient to stay for a long time." Mo Zhuoche turned around in a dashing manner, took the beauty into his arms again, the doting smile was displayed in Mu Qing's sight, Qiu Xin, the handkerchief was tightly clutched, twisted, and the red little hands were soaked in blood.

"Qiu Xin, send out the carrier pigeon, Bengong doesn't believe it, and his son was really subdued by that woman." Concubine Rong turned around and went back to the house domineeringly, Qiu Xin's heart was uneven, many years of sisters, Qiu Yue was discarded like this, partial Niangniang was unkind, and did not hesitate to serve the people around her, the war king, is the person she has liked since she was a child, and now she has also separated from her mother, how can she not hate.