The heart is back to the peace I had when I left the capital at the beginning of last year, so it's good...

The drink was troubled, her heart was at ease, her head rested on her knees, her eyes were tilted away, and there was an even sound of light sleep...

After a while, the door opened, Fu Chun hugged her, his eyebrows were deeply locked, and he sighed...

Smelling the faint fragrance of orchids in a daze, his head arched into his arms, and Wen Qi muttered, "Fifth uncle!" ”

Fu Chun, who was holding her body, stiffened, and his nose was slightly sour, "Do you also have this king in your heart?" ”

She opened her flickering eyes.

Fu Chun's face changed, is she pretending to be asleep? Was she tricked again, and let go of her hand.

Wen Qi fell to the ground, stroking her ass with her hand and letting out an "oops".

Fu Chun gritted his teeth and relentlessly, "Since you are so worried about Yuzhi, this king will not force you!" If you want to follow him, just go! ”

After saying that, he stopped looking back and walked into the house.

Wen Qi got up and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, "Fifth Uncle is angry?" ”

Fu Chun stopped and raised his head, "Don't dare, it's you, I don't dare to do anything!" ”

The hand holding him did not let go, straightened him up, hugged his neck, and lightly touched his lips with his feet, "Such an answer is enough to explain everything, I wonder if this answer will come too late?" ”

Fu Chun's body was stiff, his eyes were slightly red, he looked down at her, and he couldn't speak, "You, you"

Wang Chen, who was a few steps away, dodged and didn't know where to hide...

Wen Qi's face flushed, her head buried deep in his chest, and she made a dull voice, "I miss you a little bit!" ”

Fu Chun dripped tears, slowly put his hand on the back of her head, and his voice was word-by-word, "You, you, what to say, say it again." ”

"Don't!"

With both hands on the sides of her head, she raised her head, and Fu Chun lowered her head...

Wen Qi didn't hide this time...

...

After half a cup of tea, Fu Chun looked at her in his arms with a shy face, pink and moist lips, and grabbed her waist, and the two of them had floated upstairs to the roof.

Wen Qi exclaimed in surprise and blurted out, "Fu Chun, what are you going to do?" ”

Hearing her call her name, Fu Chun's mood was agitated, "Call again!" ”

Wen Qi was silent.

Fu Chun looked up to the sky and laughed, he hadn't laughed so wantonly for many years.

Wen Qi covered his lips, "Do you want to wake everyone up?" ”

Licked it lightly in her palm.

Wen Qi hurriedly retracted his hand.

Fu Chun smiled at her, "Ben, oh, I'm happy, what if they see it, it's exactly what I want, one more person's testimony, my heart is a little more steady." ”

...

Fu Chun sat down, took her little hand, and pulled her to his side.

Wen Qi sat down with him, "Don't we have to sleep?" ”

Fu Chun locked her deeply, "Well, I can't sleep." ”

"Well, I, I'm, no, I can sleep."

Fu Chun laughed again.

Wen Qi looked at him with flashing eyes, "Aren't you stupid?" ”

He smiled at her and said nothing.

"There's something wrong with that painting?" , Wen Qi thought

It's time to go to Cuifanglou.

Liangchen Meijing, and didn't want to disturb the relationship between the two because of a little jade smell, Fu Chun only frowned and did not respond.

Wen Qi arched on his shoulder, "Qi Fengyang was suddenly playful at that time, and he didn't know what to add to the paint... The straight "Moonlight Stone" changes with the change of light.

And when the girl was scrolling the painting, there was no change, and she didn't know much about it.

There are two more suspicious points... Pine scent... The style of painting is wrong. ”

Fu Chun looked at her sideways, "Yuzhi said it to you!" ”

Wen Qi hugged his neck again, "What does Fifth Uncle want to say?" You know everything between me and him.

Let me hear his name and pretend I didn't?

Ah Chun, I can face him squarely, face up to his past.

Whether you want to forget the past or not, you will remember it for a long time.

I don't know if I will love you very much in the future, but at this moment, I suddenly feel that I will go far, far away from you.

It's just because your shoulders give me peace of mind, I'm tired, and I want to rely on you for the rest of my life...

Every need, every time you look back, there is you...

Maybe that's what the world says...

Just because I want to go on with you, I won't lie to you, and I won't deliberately cover it up, so is it a better choice to expose it naturally?

If Ah Chun still feels that there is a thorn in his heart, Qi doesn't know what to do with you? ”

She took the initiative to call Ah Chun, Fu Chun's eyes were slightly wet, and he hugged her tightly, "So you think so!"

This time it's my villain's heart.

Enough, enough!

Chun knows enough! ”

...

"Ah Qi, the letter from He Changshi, Qingyanzhai is involved with Shouchun, and this painting may also be an interface to uncover this matter."

Wen Qi nodded, "The owner of Cuifang Building is Wang Minglang, we will meet Wang Minglang again..."

"Hmm!"

...

After a long time, Fu Chun looked at her upstairs, looking at the stars in the distance, not knowing what to think.

Wen Qi blinked and looked up at him, "What are you still sitting here?" ”

"Look at the moon!"

The crescent moon has long since disappeared.

Wen Qi looked up, "Where?" ”

Fu Chun looked up at the west, his eyes were far away, "As long as there is a heart, there will always be hope, there will always be a miracle!" ”

Wen Qi shook his head, he was stupid, ignored him, rested his head on his shoulder, and fell asleep with his eyes foggy.

Fu Chun looked at her like this, his eyes were full of doting and deep smile.

...

Mandarin Duck Tower in Beijing

Yin Mao, Liu Tan, and Ge Song were poor enough for the three of them to gather in a private room.

Liu Tan held the wine jug in his hand and poured Yin Mao and Ge Song full of wine, "Cousin, Lord Ge Song is here to have a drink." ”

Ge Song was poor in his eyes, and his subordinates were slapping, "It's boring and boring~"

Yin Mao glanced at Ge Song lightly, and coughed heavily, "Ge Song, don't forget what you came to the capital for." ”

Ge Song sighed for a long time, "Like me Ge Song, I have been in the capital since I was twenty years old, and I have been staying for more than ten years, if I don't treat myself again."

Well, in a foreign land, I really don't know what else is worth living. ”

Yin Mao said very facelessly, "Finish the task early and go home early, isn't it exactly what you want." ”

Ge Song choked, shook his wide sleeves, and stood up with a sway, "Siwu, people like you are too boring, I don't understand so-and-so, so-and-so is so hurt in my heart, I just want to wave Mo Danqing to relieve my worries, don't say it, I'm itchy again, I'll go back, and the two of you will leave." ”

Yin Mao gave Liu Tan a look.

Liu Tan stopped Ge Song from going to the road, "You have to be accompanied by a beautiful woman to enter the painting, so let's prepare for it." ”

After Liu Tan went out, several women came in after a while, one of them had a beautiful mole on her eyebrows, and this woman was Liu Xiaomei.

...

Liu Xiaomei and a few people danced...

Yin Mao poured wine for Ge Song, "What has happened in the palace these days?" He sighed again, "Luojia Temple Jinwuwei continues, I don't dare to visit rashly, and I don't know when the Holy One will be able to dissipate this breath?" ”

Ge Song lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a while, "In the past few days, King Zhuang has been quite popular with the saints.

If you lose the east corner, you will gain the mulberry elm, and it may not be that the master will have no chance.

Alas~.

It's just the master's tough temperament, I still have to persuade the master! ”

Listening to the deep meaning in the words, Yin Mao's eyes lit up, "Oh~, Ge Song might as well talk about it." ”

Ge Song shook his head poorly, his eyes narrowed slightly and looked at the female maiko in the audience, "Together with the eldest prince, the crisis can be solved." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Ge Song shook his wide sleeves from side to side, supporting his forehead, "These women are so noisy that I can't even remember them." ”

Just as he heard it, this person was out of tune again, his heart was on fire, Yin Mao stood up, and shook his sleeves fiercely, "Ah Tan, let's have a few drinks with him!" ”

Liu Tan hurriedly grabbed his cousin Yin Mao, "Why should my cousin be angry, Lord Ge Song just likes to be unique, and it's not a big deal, these little things are handed over to the younger brother." ”

Pointing to the woman with a beautiful mole on her eyebrows in the field, "You are Liu, Liu Xiaomei?" ”

Liu Xiaomei was slightly blessed, "It's a slave maid, and I danced a few dances for adults." ”

Liu Tan pointed at Liu Xiaomei and instructed, "Call a few beautiful women to play an elegant tune, don't make too much trouble, just that Yaoqin!" ”

Liu Xiaomei reblessed, "Yes, wait a minute, adult." ”

...

Liu Tan and the two of them filled up the wine again, "I heard that there is a new Qinzhufang in the Mandarin Duck Building, the new ones have a unique charm, and some girls, if the adults still don't like it, you might as well try Qinzhufang." ”

Ge Song smiled, and then talked about the topic just now, "The masters are all cold eyes of the saints because they are hard and not good at relatives, friends and brothers.

It is better to get close to the boss and ease the relationship between the master and the saint.

Alas, it can't be so deadlocked anymore, the master doesn't have such a tough capital now, don't forget that it's not him who is in charge now, everything needs to be forbearing.

Everything oppresses others, but I am afraid that the relationship with the person in the chair will be more stiff, and in the end, don't say anything big, even the lives of you and me, these little fish and shrimp. ”

Ge Song is poor

Seriously, Yin Mao listened seriously, rubbing his hand on the table, "If you can talk like this, our great cause is just around the corner." ”

Ge Song was poor and returned to his unformed appearance, "Am I not good like this? That's how I spent fifteen years! ”

He smiled again, "If great things can be accomplished, history may not be written!" The plan is in the people, and the success depends on the sky!

I'm just a little ant, it's not me, it's it! ”

Yin Mao took a deep look at Ge Song, and couldn't see through this person.

At this moment, a woman came in from outside, holding the Yaoqin in her hand, and saluted several blessings, this woman was the dust of Qinzhufang.

The piano sounds, the treble breaks through the brightness of the clouds, and the bass is tactful and low...

Ge Song was poor in beating and singing a few words, obviously in a good mood, and slowly narrated the events in the palace...

On that day, the family banquet in the palace was accompanied by King Zhuang and the eldest prince, and the wine was halfway through.

The Maiko retreated, and the saint lightly mentioned the past, "Thinking of the Han Dynasty, the North Ding Hetao, and the West Corridor of the Hexi, it has made a name for the Han Dynasty, and foreign enemies have not dared to invade the Central Plains for two hundred years, and the east and west are connected, enriching the economy of the Central Plains...

And now, the north is becoming more and more unstable, and I am conscientious in this position, but I still can't try to govern. ”

King Zhuang on the chair peeled an apple and put it on the tray, instructed the little attendant to send it to Emperor Sheng Ming, and then spoke, "Why don't you follow the example of Han Wu and send a personal envoy to the pro-far and near policy, and join forces with Dayue in the west of the Hexi Corridor, Dayue is rich in war horses, and it will not suffer a loss for us." ”

When the eldest prince heard this, he frowned, and he didn't know how to place his hands, so he only glanced at the fourth child hatefully.

The one at the top raised his eyebrows, "Oh~, the Hexi Corridor is controlled by others, how can I get close to Dayue", and at this time he saw the cramped and restless prince, "Ah Qian, you can talk about it!" ”

The eldest prince chuckled in his heart, and now he is more and more unable to touch his father's pulse, and he doesn't know how to come up with an idea.

The Holy Forehead is touched.

Fang Nei stepped forward and rubbed the temples of the saint.

The eldest prince's body trembled and knelt down, "My son has often been unable to sleep at night these days, maybe he is too nervous, and he is still a little dizzy." ”

Sheng Shang snorted coldly.

The eldest prince trembled and knelt there to listen to the conversation between the Holy Lord and King Zhuang...

(End of chapter)

Lewen