The days passed in a flash, and within two days, it was the Chengtian Festival. The Chengtian Festival is not only the Mid-Autumn Festival of the old calendar but also the birthday of the emperor, and it is also the day of the restoration of the country. As a national ceremony, this day has always been more important than the New Year in Xingle Palace and even in the entire Yonghua City. Every household is decorated with lights, and envoys from all over the country come and go. Da Honglu and his subordinates are even more busy with their feet on the ground, and they can't wait to live directly in the post house.

The night before the Chengtian Festival, in the most luxurious post house in Yonghua City, a man with a beard with a beard was casually saying to the person opposite: "Why do you have to go this way yourself? It's a long way, and it's weird and tiring. ”

And the man on the other end of the small few was close to the age of destiny, chuckled, and a scar on his face trembled twice, indescribably hideous: "Your Highness has worked hard this time." His Royal Highness's hegemony is about to succeed, how can the old man stand by and watch? Naturally, it is necessary to see His Highness in person except for the enemy, and his heart is happy enough. ”

The man with the beard sneered and unceremoniously exposed him: "Why did the gentleman start talking to me like this?" I guess you don't want to see me except for him, but to see that your enemy can't live in peace, right? The man with the scar on his face did not refute, but stroked his beard and laughed.

The man with the mustache hesitated slightly, but he still confirmed to the man with the scar again: "Are you sure that this arrangement is okay?" ”

The scarred man on his face squinted suspiciously: "Your Highness, don't worry, you can't run a single one!" His Royal Highness has waited for so many years, and the old man has waited for so many years, it will never be in vain! ”

The bearded man was excited by his last sentence and nodded heavily: "Okay, I'll listen to Mr." This king doesn't believe that he can escape this time! ”

At this time, in another room not far away, a beautiful woman played with the comb in her hand while listening to the report of the person around her in a low voice. After listening to this, she showed a sweet smile: "It's really hard for you." So much information has been collected. ”

The person who was flattered by her compliments continued: "You have won the prize. These things are not famous, but they are not difficult to find. The main thing is that your direction is good. I just don't know what I need Xiao Tao to do next? ”

The good-looking woman began to carelessly comb her long smooth hair, and chuckled: "What are you doing?" Don't do anything. You just need to see how my good fourth brother behaves tomorrow, and help him when necessary. ”

The woman named Xiao Tao bent down in response, and then retreated lightly, leaving only the beautiful woman alone in the room. When the woman saw Xiao Tao leaving, she put down the comb, took out something from her arms, and secretly felt proud in her heart: It's mine, it will be mine in the end, and no one wants to take it away from me!

Finally, it was the right day of the Chengtian Festival. Xiao Qingyun's day began with the gentle and sweet congratulations of the little woman in her arms. He has always liked the Chengtian Festival, and because of Ahri's presence, he feels that such a festival is particularly meaningful.

But Xiao Qingyun's behavior today made Lan Jingan a little surprised. Xiao Qingyun didn't care about today's events, not only was he tired of being in bed with Lan Jing'an, but he also started to have fun as soon as he got up in the morning. The two of them were turned into red waves, and Lan Jing'an turned into a bewitching flower under him, and his body and bones turned into a puddle of water. Lan Jing'an gradually lost his strength and begged for mercy again and again, but Xiao Qingyun refused to give up, and still kept ups and downs.

"Good Brother Qingyun, you... You're too... Too...,Ah...,And... Leave me alone. A good word, Lan Jing'an, who was panting, said it all over again.

"What am I too for? Don't you like my Ahri? If you don't like it, let's get up. Although Xiao Qingyun said this, his movements did not mean to slow down at all. A drop of sweat ran down the corner of his sideburns, and happened to drip on Lan Jing'an's half-open and half-closed, misty eyes. Xiao Qingyun stopped his movements, stretched out his soft tongue, and swept over the place where the sweat fell.

The momentary numbness made Lan Jing'an couldn't help but shudder, and even Xiao Qingyun suddenly stood upside down. After a breath, Xiao Qingyun whispered two words in Lan Jing'an's ear, and before Lan Jing'an could react, she ushered in the most violent storm. In a frenzy, Lan Jing'an forgot everything, only remembering the last piece of white light.

When Lan Jing'an came to her senses, she found herself soaked in the warm pool water. She couldn't lift her tired hands, so she relied on Xiao Qingyun to massage her to relieve her fatigue. Lan Jing'an had the heart to say a few words to him, blaming him for knowing that he was going to be busy from morning to night today, but he still didn't know how to control it, but he thought that today was his birthday, and he should always let him live smoothly. In the end, Lan Jing'an was not willing to open his mouth, but closed his eyes.

Xiao Qingyun looked at Lan Jing'an, who was tired and didn't even bother to speak, and closed his eyes to recuperate, and his heart suddenly rose with emotion. Lan Jing'an felt Xiao Qingyun's movements stop, and couldn't help but open his eyes to look. Facing Ahri's lazy and concerned gaze, Xiao Qingyun lost control again, reached out and hugged her, only whispering in her ear: "Ahri... Ahri..."

Lan Jing'an was a little scared at first, afraid that Brother Qingyun would go crazy again. But after listening closely, I felt that what was conveyed in his voice was not desire, but something else. She was puzzled, patted him lightly on the back, and asked him softly, "Brother Qingyun, what's wrong?" ”

Xiao Qingyun avoided answering, just let go of his hand and began to bathe her head. It wasn't until Lan Jing'an completely submerged herself in the pool and let Xiao Qingyun help her rinse her head full of green silk that she vaguely seemed to hear the three words "forgive me".

Lan Jing'an didn't know if it was his own illusion, and he was a little funny in his heart. In her opinion, Brother Qingyun is the same as on the battlefield in some things, conquering cities and conquering places, invincible. This time he was willing to admit his mistake, and eighty percent knew that he was too much today. But Lan Jing'an naturally wouldn't poke him, so he didn't hear it, and only came out of the bath room after bathing and cleaning with him.

Xiao Qingyun and Lan Jing'an didn't like to use waiters. Xiao Qingyun was used to being in the army since he was a child, and he believed that Emperor Sui's comatose deafness in the later period was not unrelated to the habitual slander of the five permanent servants around him, so he was disgusted when he saw the waiters.

Lan Jing'an, on the other hand, believes that except for those who are born different, it is too cruel and vicious to treat ordinary people by means of castration, so he resolutely opposes artificial reinvention of waiters. At her strong request, the ancient punishment of palace punishment was even removed from the newly formulated Qianlu. In addition, Lan Jing'an had suffered a loss from the waiter when she first entered the palace, so she always had some signs of the waiter.

The coincidence of the two once made the waiters in Xingle Palace bitter. Xiao Qingyun originally planned to let all the attendants leave the palace to fend for themselves. But many of these people have lived in the palace all their lives, and they don't know anything except to serve their masters. In the end, Lan Jing was safe and good, and did not drive all the people away. Except for those who voluntarily left the palace and were willing to accept them in the palaces of other princely ministers, the other attendants still stayed in the Xingle Palace. It's just that there are only some low-level jobs left for them.

The two of them didn't let the waiters get close, and only a few palace people around Lan Jing'an were left who could serve. When Si Zhu and a few people came in with their ceremonial clothes and served Lan Jing'an to change their clothes, Rao was a person like Si Zhu who was used to seeing the emperor's affection, and he couldn't help blushing, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: Fortunately, I don't have to change His Majesty's clothes, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

Lan Jing'an was also a little embarrassed on his face, and only quietly glanced at Xiao Qingyun, who was already wearing his uniform. Every time the two of them get right, he acts as usual, but she is herself, always like a waste. This kind of thing is really more annoying than popular.

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