Uncle Jinghuang's good-looking eyebrows were raised, and his glass-like eyes flashed with sarcasm: "It turns out that the Queen Mother of the Mo Kingdom has a deep understanding of the witchcraft of the Nansheng Kingdom, but this king doesn't know, when did the witchcraft also prevail in the Mo Kingdom?" ”

The Queen Mother's face was gloomy, cloudy and uncertain, Uncle Jing Huang found something, Mo Zhuofeng's legs have recovered well, over the years, Rong Guifei's Gu control methods are very clever, could it be that Uncle Jing Huang cured King Jin's legs, in order to hide people's eyes, pushed onto Princess Jin's body.

"The prince laughed, mourning family, a woman in the house, just likes to read some travelogues, and knows very little about the witchcraft of Nansheng Kingdom, and it is even more impossible to introduce it into the Mexican Kingdom, and now, the world is peaceful, which is the best explanation to the ancestors."

The queen mother had a hypocritical smile on her face, the queen mother gritted her teeth with hatred in her heart, and she had to pretend to be unaware of the curved pandering on her face, Qing'er sighed, this ancient woman is not easy, three wives and four concubines are commonplace, intrigue is commonplace, even husband and wife have to calculate, she set her eyes on King Jin, such a day, she disdains.

King Jin got up and walked over and pulled Qing'er up, "Okay, don't compare your husband with those people, you will see people's hearts over time, and your husband will not be disappointed." ”

The figure of the two walking away hand in hand deeply stung Li Wangye, his fists clenched, then released, and then clenched, so repeatedly could not calm the turbulence in his heart.

The king of war rode a horse to guard one side of Mu Qing's carriage, Ran Cheng and Ran Qing drove side by side on the other side, there was no conversation halfway, like two parallel lines that would never cross, Zi Yuan Zi Nan followed Mu Qing left and right, the carriage walked very smoothly, and the veil on Mu Qing's face had been removed.

When Mo Liang saw Mu Qing get into the carriage, he gasped, if he hadn't been used to seeing bloody scenes for many years, he was afraid that he would scream, could it be that the master couldn't bear his addiction, and changed Miss Qing'er's identity and became the seventh princess of the northern country.

It's not right to think about it, how can the king of Jin give up, he is in a daze, the carriage has already left, and when he first wakes up from the big dream, people can't even see the figure.

There was a faint commotion outside the door, the rules in the palace were strict, which could make the palace maids and little eunuchs panic, eighty percent of it was Mu Qing who came, and her usual appearance was the same as before, and everywhere she went, it shocked insiders, just like she was at the beginning, not surprised.

Mu Qing's chin was slightly retracted, his hands were placed on the upper part of his lower abdomen, and he saluted in a regular manner, Uncle Jinghuang looked at her, it was strange to say, he had an indescribable sense of intimacy with Mu Qing.

He has always refused to be thousands of miles away, first he had a New Year's friendship with Qing'er, and then he felt that this girl was also quite his mind.

Changying pouted, the prince admired the girl at this time, but he almost let go of the family and returned to the west, this big feud is something that everyone has to worry about, and the prince has a big heart, and he can still lift people like this.

Mu Qing's elegant voice was like a jade bead beating on a jade plate, staggered: "Mu Qing greets the Queen Mother." ”

The moment she looked up, the queen mother was almost out of breath, and she sat down on the chair without a fight, last night, the king of Jin had already told the queen about Mu Qing's appearance, but this time she looked at it, the queen was still surprised, and the uninformed queen mother could be imagined.

King Li got up obliviously and stared blankly at Mu Qing's longing face.

Gonggong Li quickly put King Li back in his place, "I'm happy today, our prince has a few more cups, don't be surprised." ”

His words seemed to be explained to the people around him, but his voice was not small, and he was clearly said to the emperor, so as not to make a mistake to the emperor, King Li's thoughts about Princess Jin were not pure, which was a royal taboo.

The Queen Mother trembled and raised her hand in the direction of Princess Jin, and pointed at Mu Qing, "Isn't the mourning family really old and dizzy, Your Majesty, she is the seventh princess of the northern kingdom and the princess of Jin." ”

The queen mother covered her red lips with a handkerchief, and laughed hehehe: "Queen Mother, isn't Princess Jin sitting there, your old man is not dazzled, this is the seventh princess of the northern kingdom Mu Qing, if it is fake, it can't be wrong." ”

"Could they be twins, separated since childhood?" This idea came out of her mind, the queen mother became more and more unhappy, the master said that Qing'er is the queen's fate, which can be traced back to the fate of the princess, her good grandson, the prince couldn't marry such a good woman, but was married by someone else, really unwilling.

The emperor couldn't help laughing: "The queen mother has thought a lot, Princess Muqing of the northern kingdom has been this face since she was a child, and she is very similar to Princess Jin, it is all fate, no, or God feels that he is mistaken, so that Princess Jin ruined her previous appearance, and now this appearance, there is no one in the world anymore." "Wanshulou

Both of them chose this occasion to announce their appearance to the world, and the name is justified, why not! Concubine Rong sat in a corner, looking at the pair of golden boys and girls, with a posture of you and me, she couldn't wait to go up and tear Mu Qing apart, that was her son who was raised like a jewel.

Not to mention the sour heart, the dirty mind is incomprehensible, the mother loves her son like this, like a shackle, this is a bad fate, Rong Guifei has always been self-righteous, never considering the feelings of others, it was Qing'er at the beginning, now it is Mu Qing, and there will be others in the future, as long as she is close to her son, she is a thorn in her side, how sad it is to have such a mother.

A banquet, everyone has their own thoughts, false and wronged, fake flattery, Qing'er watched coldly, but she also sighed, in the future life, she will waste the years like this, she yearns for the days of freedom, she doesn't want to stay in the cage.

The sun has just risen, the sky is bright, the orange-red glow shines on the earth, Qing'er gets up early, so that the magpie is ready, has breakfast, goes out of the palace gate, and finally breathes the fresh air comfortably.

Uncle Jing Huang and they went back last night, and the queen was reluctant, so King Jin stayed for another night. The king of war originally wanted Mu Qing to stay in the palace, but Mu Qing insisted on returning to the Jin Palace, after all, they were an unmarried couple, and they were together for a long time, which was easy to attract gossip, not to mention that Mu Qing still had things to do, she couldn't tie her hands and feet within the palace walls.

The gate of the Jin Wang's Mansion is vaguely visible, Qing'er is sleeping in the arms of the King of Jin, these days, the two are alone, Qing'er seems to be used to his arms, if it is on the bed, it is always leaning towards his arms, and the King of Jin always takes her into his arms with a thick smile that cannot be dissolved.

The carriage entered the house quietly through the side door, and the king of Jin was afraid of waking up his beloved. He tiptoed out of the car and cautiously walked towards the bedroom.

The princess's belongings were moved into the prince's courtyard early, and the maids and daughters-in-law were busy all the time. Indoors, clean and dust-free, King Jin pursed his lips and smiled lightly, this little woman can really sleep, put her on the big bed embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, the red sandalwood incense case is placed on the palace fan, the purple jade incense burner is filled with spices, and the light fragrance is curling.

In the evening, the lamp was very much, Mo Bao was waiting anxiously outside the courtyard, from the time he came back to the present, the princess was still drowsy, it seemed unreasonable, and the prince went to the study to deal with some things. The meals in the kitchen have been changed three times, and they can only wait, and no one dares to rush to alarm the princess, which is the treasure that the prince holds in his heart.

The most terrible thing is that the old lady of Murong Mansion asked her to come over and pass the word and let the princess go back to the house, and the old lady of Murong Mansion held the princess in the palm of her hand, like a jewel. After this toss, the queen devoted herself to worshipping the Buddha. The emperor didn't say anything, but he also hoped that King Jin would get better and better, and the master would be in good health, and he could be able to write and martial arts, and he would be as good as the prince. The direction of the wind above the court is about to change.

King Jin walked out of the study slowly, dressed in a bright and luxurious brocade robe, and the pendant on the jade belt made a crisp collision sound with his slow walk. Entering the bedroom, the boots embroidered with the dark patterns of the clouds fell to the ground gently, slowly walked to the side of the bed, and slowly leaned down, looking at her sleeping face was extremely reassuring.

The night was like water, the moon was like silver, and the cold wind blew by. King Jin stayed quietly by the bed for more than an hour, and the three small stoves by the wall creaked and steamed, staining the whole room with warmth.

Qing'er opened her hazy eyes, looked at him, and smiled quietly. The smile was immersed in the years, as if it had become empty and indifferent, and he gazed affectionately.

He took off his robe, dried his hands on the incense burner, got back on the bed, lowered his head and kissed the red lips he had missed for a long time, tossing and turning, Qing'er gasped slightly, "You bully people." "Shy little face, red and shiny.

"It's time to get up, I'll let the kitchen pass the meal, and I'll go to bed when I'm full."

The table is full of her favorite dishes, and after many days of getting along, King Jin pays attention to her tastes and is naturally familiar with her preferences.

"Back to the prince, Miss Liu Shu asks to see you."

The pink long skirt, the cuffs are embroidered with light blue peonies, the silver wire outlines a few auspicious clouds, the hem is a row of blue sea clouds, the chest is a pale yellow brocade collar, the body gently turns and lets the long skirt spread out, the gestures are like the wind blowing willows, elegant and moving, the woman raised her eyes, swept Qing'er lightly, and the mockery flashed in her eyes, and was seen by the King of Jin, "The slave has seen the King of Jin, the princess of Jin." ”

"Mobao, the night is heavy, the princess is tired, the king and the princess are going to rest, all the idle people are gone, is it useless for the king to talk in this mansion." King Jin's angry disdain made the slaves and maids in the house shudder, and they were in danger, bowing their heads and saying nothing. In the past, although the prince was not good at talking and smiling, he never lost his temper because of anything.

Mo Bao knelt down in a panic, "The slave should die, Miss Liu Shu said that she came at the behest of the queen's mother, and the slave thought that there was something important, so she didn't dare to stop it." ”

"After Liu Shu returned to his mother, this king is tired, and if there is something to do, I will just pass the word tomorrow." Liu Shu's face turned pale, she is the queen's personal palace maid, the deep queen likes it, the king of Jin used to talk with three scruples, and today it is clear that she is in the face.