Gonggong An saw the sunset, and it was time to eat again, and the little palace maid in the imperial dining room came to ask him a few times, but the people in the Hall of Eternal Life didn't seem to want to be disturbed, and he knew that it must be a capital crime to break in at this time.

He has been with the emperor for many years, and he has never seen the emperor so favored, these years, except for the deceased original princess, that is, Yu Wentang's mother, Yu Wenmo has never stayed in any concubine palace, including the Feng sisters who were favored on the surface before.

Where do the Feng sisters know that every night they arrive. When the lights were extinguished, the 'emperor' they saw was just a stand-in, so the fertility soup they drank over the years was just a child-avoiding soup.

Until the appearance of 'Concubine Nan', Gonggong An had a premonition that Yu Wenmo's heart would be attracted by this 'Concubine Nan'.

At dusk and sunset, it was getting dark.

The hall was finally over, Nan Musheng looked at the ceiling with blurred eyes, his head was dazed, and his thoughts were idle.

Today is just a moment of brain fever, how can I agree to that ridiculous request in a daze? Unexpectedly, this afternoon became a salted fish that was 'fried' inside and out.

Before, it was clear that he promised to marry Yu Wenmo and be responsible for him in the future, but the scene in his brain was completely different from now.

He originally planned that his father would oppose him to hide his golden house, or let Yu Wenmo also learn from him to disguise himself as a woman, although he was a little old and not as good-looking as him, but Yu Wenmo still looked very beautiful, pleasing to the eye and barely able to pass the test.

Thinking that Yuwen Mo was all 'digging out his heart and lungs' to him, he couldn't wait for others to take the initiative like a piece of wood. Although he has no experience in this kind of thing, and it is not good to ask Yu Wenmo directly, he tries to take the initiative to knock people down, and it is still okay to be bold and honest.

When he stared at the strong abs under other people's clothes and didn't know how to think about it, he didn't feel anything wrong.

But what happened later was not the case at all, and Nan Musheng only remembered how he was pressed to spend the whole afternoon.

Confused below, he couldn't find the south, south, west, and north!

Although he was ashamed to speak, he had to admit that the feeling was indescribable, and there were bursts of white light in front of his eyes, and at the last moment, he felt that he almost fainted.

I have to admit that Yuwen Mo is thorough, which makes him quite good except for the beginning of his discomfort.

But when he thought about it, he was still unwilling, even if Yuwenmo was considerate to him afterwards, he didn't want to come again, even if he wanted to come, he would be on him next time.

Thinking of this, Nan Musheng felt much more comfortable, and after a while of slowing down on the collapse, he forced his sore waist and legs to get out of bed to pick up his clothes, and when he was trembling and putting his clothes on his body, the bead curtain on the side of the entrance opened.

"Why don't you sleep more?"

A bright yellow eye came into view, and the neatly dressed man opposite looked at him with a smile and walked towards him.

Nan Musheng instinctively turned around, turned his back to his ashamed self-esteem, and finally put on his shirt and barely covered it, "You... Don't come here! ”

Before he could finish speaking, his strong arms had already encircled him, "The palace maid has prepared a soup spring and clean clothes, it will be more comfortable after soaking, I will take you there." ”

The sound from behind him made Nan Musheng's legs weak and he almost fell to the ground.

He replied vaguely, "No... The main hall or... Don't soak anymore and go back to the palace. ”

As he spoke, he broke free, squatted down in a panic to pick up the shoe covers, just this simple action, he grinned in pain, 'oops' almost couldn't hold back, obviously, he underestimated the matter of lying on the collapse all afternoon.

Yu Wenmo behind him smiled softly, stepped forward and carried him to the bed, and then went to pick up shoes and boots, squatted down and personally helped him put on shoes and socks and put them on.

Looking at the man wearing shoes for him in front of him, Nan Musheng felt flattered in his heart, nervous and a feeling of beauty, the emperor of Yuwenmo actually wore shoes for him, if this was spread...

When his heart was ape, his face turned red unconsciously, and his eyes were a little straight.

In the blink of an eye, the shoes and boots on his feet were already put on, Yu Wenmo got up, and saw someone's appearance wandering out of the world, and finally couldn't help but smile and take a sip on his lips.

"Ai Concubine, wait. What does it taste like to sleep? Yu Wenmo didn't forget to tease him with his previous jokes.

Nan Musheng was teased by him, and subconsciously reluctantly came back to his senses and bumped into Yu Wenmo's passionate eyes.

He instinctively shrank down, thinking that Yu Wenmo had done what he should have done before, reversing what he imagined, Nan Musheng was annoyed, and just wanted to scold, but when he thought that Yu Wenmo was the emperor of Daye, he was also a well-educated prince, so he swallowed the scolding sentence, stared at him fiercely with a pair of eyes, reached out to hold his head and imprinted a domineering kiss on his lips, and then quickly separated,

"Don't call the concubine of the main hall, next time the main hall will be on it!" He said in an affirmative tone.

Yu Wenmo didn't expect him to kiss him suddenly, coughed twice, and said with a smile, "I will take you to the hot spring first, and the rest will be discussed after you finish soaking." ”

After soaking in the soup spring, the whole body really relaxed, the milky white spring floated with a few rose petals, immersed in it below his chest, layers of shallow mist lingered in all directions, a vivid beauty picture appeared.

Nan Musheng put his head on one hand, looking at the empty soup pool a little unrealistic, and finally sighed.

Why did you say yes?

Yu Wenmo followed him to the Southern Jin Dynasty, who would inherit the Daye? Tang'er is still so young, it's definitely not good!

And how can he hide the identity of Yu Wenmo when he brought people back?

A series of questions tortured him, Nan Musheng regretted that his intestines were blue, how could he agree to such a ridiculous thing, he should have slammed the door at that time, but at that time he softened his heart.

He doesn't know when he fell in love with Yuwenmo, he deliberately avoided but didn't know the reason for the real avoidance, he entered the palace twice a month with an inexplicable expectation, and after being kissed during the banquet, he could no longer face up to the friendship between Yuwenmo, when that Yashi appeared in the palace, only he knew what the anger in his heart was for, although he refused to admit it.

Unconsciously, there was a slight footstep behind him approaching him, a familiar breath, so that he didn't have to guess who it was.

Yu Wenmo squatted on the carpet behind him, stretched out his hand to put his wet ink hair in his palm and played with it, the sound of the water floated, and there was a slight rippling sound, Nan Musheng slowly turned his head and looked at the people on the shore seriously through a layer of mist,

"Mo, do you think we're too impulsive?"

His handsome features were close at hand, his face was covered with tiny droplets of water, ruddy from the steam on his face, and his peach blossom eyes were staring at him with mist. Yuwenmo's throat tightened, and the ink hair in his palm had not slipped into the pool, and it had already been attached to the white neck, and the palm of his hand emitted strength, Nan Musheng was pressed on the back of his head, and he only felt that there was a feeling of pinching the lifeline, and before he could react, his lips were forcibly kissed by the people on the shore.

After revisiting his breath again, Yuwen Mo stopped dissatisfied, his forehead was against Nan Musheng's forehead, and he gasped and said to him, "Ah Sheng, don't think about it, I am not impulsive to you at all, as long as I can be with you, I can give up anything!" ”

Nan Musheng, who originally had a lot of words, didn't say those words after all, let's take a step at a time, if there is really something, when it comes to that day, it will not be too late for him to solve it.

Nan Musheng pretended to be relaxed and laughed, "Yuwenmo, you are really unproductive, after sleeping with the palace, even the emperor doesn't want to do it, so you can't wait to go back with the palace to be the crown princess?" He was not afraid of death and reached out to touch Yuwenmo's face, and couldn't help but say a lot of meat words proudly, "If you do it a few more times, will the main hall ask you to let the main hall sit on the dragon chair..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was blocked, and this time Yu Wenmo severely punished the unforgiving mouth, "Want to sit on the dragon chair?" Oh, I'll sit with you at night... You can sit on my lap! ”

Especially in the second half of the sentence, the ambiguous breath was spit on his face, Nan Musheng's eyes turned wildly, his lower abdomen tightened, and he suddenly remembered those things during the day and afternoon, and suddenly his legs softened, and finally Nan Musheng scolded two words without confidence - "faint gentleman".

Seeing that a month was about to pass, Nan Qiao secretly sent someone to find Mu Baizhuo or still had no whereabouts, and he was secretly anxious.

Xiaobai just disappeared?

The Dongjun Mansion is gone?

Cen Xi's plan seemed to be going too well, and she had a faint feeling of unease.

Nan Qiao didn't have a trace of expression on the surface, but Zhang Mingyang, who was sitting opposite her, could see that she had something on her mind.

She didn't say it, and he didn't want to ask, so he could only quietly prepare some snacks for her to be served.

"Eat something, the boat will go straight to the bridge, and everything will be as you and I wish!" He said.

Nan Qiao barely hooked his lips slightly, reached out and picked up a piece of shortbread, and before he could reach his mouth, his stomach churned.

She hurriedly put it down, forcibly suppressing the nausea.

What the hell is wrong with her?

Zhang Mingyang frowned slightly, picked it up and glanced at the golden shortbread on the table, "Master Nan doesn't like to eat fish roe crisp?" ”

I heard that Wu County's specialty caviar crisp was very good, and he thought it was good after tasting it, so he dug up the person who made the shortbread here with a lot of money, originally thinking that Bo Nanqiao was happy.

Fish, she used to like to eat it, but what's wrong with it lately, she can't smell it.

Nan Qiao shook his head, "It may be that my stomach has been upset recently." ”

Zhang Mingyang didn't persuade him more, "Do you want Mingyang to help you hire a doctor?" ”

Before Nan Qiao agreed, Zhang Mingyang called Xiao Qian in, "Just say that I am unwell, ask a doctor to treat me." ”

Xiao Qian glanced at Zhang Mingyang, who was ruddy, in surprise when he heard this, and didn't say much, but lowered his head and retreated.

"Thank you!" Nan Qiao is no longer polite to him, and her body must not go wrong.