The two of them were in the bamboo forest, and they climbed to the peak under the extreme emotion, and the wonderful figure looked even more snow-white and eye-catching under the green bamboo leaves. In this way, the whole afternoon was spent by the two in the bamboo forest, and after physical close contact, the relationship between the two became much more integrated.

Yajun hugged Ping You, held him in his arms, stroked/touched his green silk with his hand for a while, and half-squinted at the bamboo forest above his head, with a satisfied smile in the corner of his eyes.

Ping You seemed to be tired, leaning quietly and obediently in the crook of her arm, closing her eyes and breathing shallowly: "Is she really dead?" "A few months ago, when he learned that Lou Yun jumped off a cliff and died, he still can't believe it, how could the emperor of the Yuan Kingdom die so easily?

Yajun naturally knew who Ping You was talking about, and nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, I watched her fall off the cliff with my own eyes, Zixia Mountain is very high, and if you can't see it at a glance when you stand on it, you will definitely not survive." ”

"That's good." With a low mutter, Ping You's whole body relaxed, slowly opened her eyes, stroked/touched her handsome eyebrows, felt that she couldn't see enough, and said softly, "You've lost weight." ”

Yajun held his restless hand: "My body is very strong, but you, who are much thinner, have to make up for your body, otherwise how can you give birth to a child for your wife?" ”

As soon as he heard that he had a child, Ping You's eyes trembled slightly, and he looked away: "I, I'm not ready yet." ”

Yajun sighed and left a kiss on his forehead: "It's okay, I won't leave again when I come back this time, I will always accompany You'er." ”

Ping Yu pursed her lips, her long black eyelashes fluttered like a fan, and her thin face was cute.

"Hungry, let's go eat." Yajun pulled Pingyou to stand up, time passed so fast, and he spent an afternoon in the bamboo forest.

Ping You didn't say a word, let Yajun lead her, and followed behind her.

The two Wutong, who had been waiting outside the bamboo forest, saw the two come out hand in hand, and bent down with a happy face, it seems that the master and His Royal Highness are reconciled, so it's good, this is good.

Ge'er Yu'er, who was standing on the other side, was not particularly happy, and said lightly: "Master, Wang Jun and Qianbian Jun are already waiting for His Highness in the Minghe Palace, I don't know where the master will eat tonight?" ”

Yajun raised her eyebrows, these two guys didn't want to come to see her at noon, can't they hold it back now? Said casually: "Go to the Minghe Palace." Turning his head to Ping Youdao, "You'er comes with me." ”

Ping You nodded, he had long been accustomed to the competition between Shen Hong and Qian Yilan, and he had already seen it, so it was not bad to go and see it.

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Mingheden

In front of the huge dining table in the center, there are two beautiful figures, one red and one blue, red as fire, blue as clear water, sitting there dignified, without saying a word, but their eyes look at each other from time to time, secretly competing.

Scarlet glanced at the well-dressed Qian Yilan, and said coolly: "What's the use of dressing up no matter how good-looking it is?" I haven't seen her for half a year, and she took three men outside with us behind her back, and she also took two children outside. ”

When Qian Yilan heard this, she looked up at the dark red, and her cute baby face showed a sweet smile: "Wang Jun said that he was joking, usually women are three husbands and four servants, not to mention Yajun?" She was originally the prince of the Night Kingdom, and the three palaces and six courtyards in the future are the most normal, and we can only relax our hearts, but Wang Jun will be busy in the future, presumably Lou Jin, Fang Yuege, Yufeng and others are extremely difficult to discipline, but they are not as gentle as me and Ping Youzi. Having said that, the discomfort in her heart is only clear to Qian Yilan herself.

Shen Hong's face was slightly gloomy, didn't Qian Yilan turn around and say that he would only pinch soft persimmons? smiled a little coldly: "Qianfangjun, you have to speak with your conscience, Yajun has been on the expedition for half a year, this palace thinks that it is still attentive to you and Fangwangjun, and before the newcomer enters the door, his arms began to turn out." ”

Qian Yilan pursed his lips, but said no more, although he didn't like the domineering temperament of the dark red very much, but he was also a king, and the East Palace was all in charge of the dark red, and it was always himself who went too far and suffered.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the hall, and the two of them looked over together, only to see a dark purple figure walking in with their backs to Sunset, their faces could not be seen clearly, but they were no longer familiar with the figure, and suddenly the two stood up and saluted.

"The courtiers have seen His Highness."

"The courtiers have seen His Highness."

With this formal salute, the startled Yajun suddenly stood up, glared at the two of them in surprise, and said strangely: "Did you two take the wrong medicine?" I haven't seen him for half a year, but I even know how to salute. "Since these two guys married her, they have never understood the rules so well, and it is strange not to be surprised at the moment.

When Ying Hong and Qian Yilan heard this, their faces turned dark, they hadn't seen her for half a year, they wanted to leave a good impression on her, but they were ridiculed instead, why did they feel so uncomfortable, so they simply stood up straight and turned their heads awkwardly.

Ping You, who was standing behind him, saw the two of them deflated, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.

Yajun swaggered past the two of them, sat down in the middle, and flicked his hands: "Sit down, there is no need to be so restrained in the family banquet in the future, don't your highnesses understand your temperament?" One is more than a tooth and claw temperament, suddenly such a restrained salute, His Royal Highness looks uncomfortable for you. ”

When Ying Hong and Qian Yilan heard this, their faces flushed, in fact, they were not rude and polite, wasn't it because they were used to her connivance, and now that she had become the prince of the Night Country, this inexplicable sense of distance suddenly came out.

Yajun leaned on the back of the chair, and looked at the two of them boldly and wantonly, well~~ Hong'er's skin seems to be more tender and charming, this appearance seems to have opened a lot, and it looks more gorgeous and flamboyant, like a treasure jade finally blooming his elegance and brilliance in the sun.

Eyes turned, as for Lan'er, I have never seen him use rouge powder, today at a glance, it seems to have a different style, the palm-sized baby face, like a porcelain doll, carved jade, very cute, people can't help but want to pinch it.

Shen Hong and Qian Yilan naturally felt Yajun's hot gaze, Qian Yilan's face was a little thinner, her face was red and her head hung down, while Ying Hong boldly met Yajun's scrutinizing gaze, her narrow eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, revealing a bit of charm, her eyes were shining, and her red lips were slightly open: "I don't know if my wife is still satisfied with the courtiers?" ”

Yajun retracted his gaze and smiled: "Don't you know what Your Highness thinks about you?" It's been so long since I've seen you, and I'm so happy to see you. He raised his glass and said to a few people, "Why don't we have a toast together?" God knows how much she thinks about these little men when she is outside, and the wine in her throat seems to be hot.

A few people picked up their wine glasses, hid their faces and drank them.

Yajun picked up the dishes and chopsticks: "Let's eat, His Royal Highness is a little hungry." Suddenly, I felt a little weak, and I was even afraid to see them, and I didn't know how to explain, as if I was stealing/loving outside, and now I am going home and waiting for a few little men to pronounce the sentence, which feels really uncomfortable.

Ying Hong put down the wine glass, the lips dipped in the wine were even more delicate, and his tone was a little sour: "After an afternoon of physical work in the bamboo forest, it's strange that you are not tired." ”