Dongfang Luoyu didn't wait for the clothes to be taken off, so he picked up Ximen Wuya and put him on the bed, looked at her charming face, and pressed her on her.

"Your Majesty ......" Ximen Wuya gently called Dongfang Luoyu in a charming voice, and then stretched out his hand to caress his face. Dongfang Luoyu took her hand and kissed her lightly on the back of her hand, and then attached a hot and humid kiss to her lips and nibbled lightly.

Dongfang Luoyu's hand caressed every inch of skin on Ximen Wuya's body, Ximen Wuya closed her eyes slightly, lay quietly on the bed, and whispered softly. She tried to remember the feeling, which she feared would disappear after the night.

The man she thinks about day and night, the man she never forgets, is now on her, entangled with her.

In the Nine Hidden Pavilion, Lan Zijin and Wanwan Fushang stayed in the warm pavilion to celebrate the New Year, and Fushang asked: "Niangniang, will the king come tonight?" ”

Lan Zijin sat quietly on the collapse and said coldly: "He won't come." ”

"Why, the most distressed thing for the king is you! I don't think so. Wanwan said.

Lan Zigen smiled bitterly and said, "Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, presumably he is with the queen now." On Chinese New Year's Eve, how could he come to the concubine's palace? ”

Fushang and Wanwan didn't answer, glanced at each other, and then looked at Lan Zijin, at this time she had a calm face, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Competing for favor, it turns out that this is the feeling. Sharing my lover with others turned out to be more uncomfortable than I had imagined. Lan Zijin said softly, Allure's face was full of sorrow, which was a little inconsistent with her immature appearance.

"Niangniang, the dance you danced today is so beautiful, everyone is stunned, can you teach me, I have been dancing with knives and guns since I was a child, and I don't know anything about this." Wanwan walked up to Lan Zijin and said with a smile. She knew that Lan Zigen felt uncomfortable at this time, after all, it was Chinese New Year's Eve, no matter what, Lan Zigen must hope to have the king to accompany her on this special day, although the king will not come. But she hoped that Lan Zijin could think of something else and not take these things to heart, so she diverted her attention as much as possible.

Lan Zijin smiled and said, "No matter how beautiful the dance is, it is still unjustifiable after all." ”

"Mother, don't think about it so much." Fleur also persuaded.

"Evening, Fushang, you all sit down, I know you must have a lot of doubts about me, I'll tell you now."

After that, Fushang and Wanwan also sat down on the collapse.

I only listened to Lan Zijin tell me: "I am from the Northern Underworld clan, when I was five years old, a saint priest came to my house, it was a snowy day, he took me to the Taisheng Mountain ......"

Lan Zijin told the two of them about his experience, and the two were extremely surprised after hearing it, they didn't expect Lan Zijin to live such a bumpy life and such a big change in fate in just over ten years.

"So, Fushang's sister, did she die for her mother? It's all amazing. Wanwan sighed.

Unexpectedly, Niangniang was already pregnant at that time, and the child ...... Ay...... Of course, my sister didn't know about it. The questions that had been hidden in Fushang's heart all these were solved one by one, and Fushang was also surprised.

"So, what happened to Concubine Rong last time was actually done by the mother? The mother is so powerful! "Wanwan is simple, although she has not experienced strong winds and waves, and her life has not had big ups and downs, but she knows that Lan Zijin, who has experienced this, will definitely suffer from gains and losses in her heart.

"Okay, it's over, you two go and rest, I'm sleepy too." Lan Zijin got up and walked to the dormitory, and Fushang and Wanwan also returned to the room when they saw this.

Lying on the bed, Lan Zijin closed her eyes, she remembered the days when she once fell asleep with Dongfang Luoyu, and her heart was sour.

She knew that Dongfang Luoyu loved her very much and was willing to give up the city for her to risk herself. But now that she thinks about it, in Dongfang Luoyu's heart, maybe she is very important, but his country is even more important.

It was nothing to him to give up a few untrained cities that he had just taken, but if he exchanged the entire Eastern Kingdom with her, he would definitely refuse.

However, he was willing to take the torrent to Nangong for her for three days without sleep, and she was already very content.

For Dongfang Luoyu, his own life must be more important than the entire Dongfang Country.

Thinking about it, Lan Zijin fell asleep. Many people appeared in the dream, and in the dream she returned to her childhood, and her master, Zhongxing Guichen, took her to Taisheng Mountain.

"Master, where is the Taisheng Mountain?" The young Lan Zijin raised his head and asked the Bank of China beside him to return to the dust.

"An immortal mountain north of the North Underworld." Bank of China replied lightly.

"North of the North Underworld? Isn't it colder than the North Underworld? Will it be frozen into an ice sculpture when you get there? Lan Zijin was born in the North Underworld and knew the climate of the Northern Underworld very well, and she felt that if Taisheng Mountain was further north, it must be very cold there.

"The climate of Taisheng Mountain is controlled by the spiritual power in the mountain, and it is much warmer there than in the Northern Underworld." Bank of China replied.

"Oh, I see. Master, Master, are there many saints living in Taisheng Mountain? Lan Zijin continued to ask.

"There are not many saints in Taisheng Mountain."

"Are all the saints powerful?"

"Yes, it's amazing."

"Am I going to be a great person?"

"Maybe."

……

Along the way, Lan Zijin chattered and asked, and Bank of China replied tirelessly. The master and apprentice are like this, you ask me and I answer, and they move towards Taisheng Mountain.

Lan Zijin was tired, and Bank of China returned to the dust and carried her on her back and continued to walk forward. I don't know how long it took, Lan Zijin woke up and was still lying on the back of Bank of China Guichen, and she asked in a low voice, "Master, don't you know how to fly?" Why can't we fly up? ”

"Only the saints can fly up to the Taisheng Mountain, and you are just an ordinary person now, so the teacher can only take you up slowly." Bank of China has been gone for a long time, but his face still does not change and his heart does not beat. His shoulders are very broad, and it is very warm to lie on his back, which also makes Lan Zijin feel very reassured. Generally speaking, a five-year-old child will cry when he leaves his parents, but Lan Zijin does not. Perhaps, she trusts the Bank of China to return to dust.

It was dawn, and Lan Zijin woke up from his dream.

The snow shines through the windows, making the room exceptionally bright.

Lan Zijin hurriedly sat up and looked around the house, but he didn't see Dongfang Luoyu.

She thought that Dongfang Luoyu would definitely come to her as soon as possible after pampering Ximen Wuya. But he didn't.

But she thought about it, and thought it was funny. Today is the first day of the new year, Dongfang Luoyu will definitely accompany Ximen Wuya to meet the Queen Mother, and then accept the congratulations of the concubines and ministers.

She remembered that today, she should also go to congratulate Dongfang Luoyu and Ximen Wuya on the New Year.