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Yun Ning leaned on her and gently combed her hair with a comb, "The word fox, people avoid talking about it, it's good for your concubine, you can use it on yourself if you pull it, and you are not afraid of tarnishing your good reputation." โ€

Sun Qingyang said with a smile, "I heard people say in the past that the body is not afraid of shadows, and I think so too, but now it seems that it is true that three people become tigers...... What's the use of me cherishing my reputation again, I can't stop them from pouring sewage in a basin, and I have the heart to be a virtuous concubine, Your Highness will come back, I won't persuade him? But I tried to find a reason to avoid pushing away, and I was still said to be a fox, but I really wanted to try the taste of being a fox. You look at those demon concubines and pet concubines in history, which one is not living happily and freely, as for the infamy behind him, no one is there, so don't care what those people do. โ€

Yu Ning sighed, "Having said that, can you do it, noble concubine?" You're not afraid of infamy, but can you go against your heart? โ€

Sun Qingyang was stunned, "What my aunt said is that I hated those demon concubines for bringing disaster to the country and the people when I was a child, although I later learned that they may not be pitiful, but it is because women are weak and can be bullied that the world has put the charges of the troubled times on their heads, but if I only care about my own pleasure against my will, and don't care about anything else, I really can't do it." โ€

Fostered under the knees of the crown princess, she has learned to observe words and emotions since she was a child, please others, and only care about her own pleasure and wanton things, which is shocking to think about, let alone do it.

Aunt Yuning took a begonia hairpin that the imperial grandson only rewarded in the afternoon, tied up Sun Qingyang's green silk, and gave her a flying fairy bun, "Others don't know, we can all see it clearly, if it weren't for your few stubborn grinding, how could the imperial grandson go to their courtyard." Your Highness is afraid that some of them will be born in front of you, and he pities your young age, and if necessary, he will find those neutered priests. In fact, Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess is also clear about this, don't blame her, she is looking forward to the early opening of the crown princess, so she is anxious. โ€

"Hmm." Sun Qingyang replied softly, "I understand the mother's intentions, I have also persuaded His Royal Highness many times for this matter, and he depends on me for other things, only this one, oil and salt do not enter, no matter how I persuade him, I said twice that Mao threw his hand directly back to the palace and was drunk, I was afraid that he would be drunk and hurt his body, and I didn't dare to mention it again recently." โ€

"After a long time, Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess will always know that you are not the one who competes for favor."

Listening to Yu Ning's comfort, Sun Qingyang just smiled, she was raised by her mother since she was a child, how could her mother not understand her heart? Knowing that I want to treat her like this, I'm afraid that because I am too favored, it will affect the future concubine of the princess. Aren't all the books of the previous dynasties written that the women of the harem did everything to put their sons on the throne.

Even if she says that she has no such intention, she will never behave like that, and the mother concubine would rather kill the mistake than let it go, if you want to change the situation, you still have to start from Brother Zhu, only if Sister Hu gives birth to her eldest son, the mother concubine will not be wary of herself everywhere, and she will not become a thorn in everyone's side.

When Zhu Zhanji arrived, he saw the lantern hanging high in front of the Hanlian Courtyard, Du Ruo and Fuzhi each carried an octagonal glazed palace lamp and stood left and right, in the night breeze, Sun Qingyang, who was wearing a high-waisted skirt of Yang Liuqing, was fluttering, and the sleeves were rolled up as if they could not bear the weight of the wind, and only the begonia hairpin in the hair was shining under the palace lamp. The light and darkness felt that her slender waist was not in her hand, and she was about to be broken by the wind, and before Sun Qingyang bowed down, he reached out and wrapped the person in his arms, and hugged her all the way into the courtyard before letting go of the house.

After entering the house, Zhu Zhanji asked Sun Qingyang angrily, "Why don't you wait in the house?" โ€

Sun Qingyang raised his head playfully, "I just got your begonia hairpin, so I want you to look at me earlier." โ€

Zhu Zhanji was naturally very happy to see that she attached so much importance to the things she sent, "That's it, you should also put on a cloak outside, why do you just stand in the night like that, what can you do if you are sick?" โ€

"Wouldn't you live up to this skirt with a cloak, that is, you have to stand in the wind, and this dress will look good when it blows."

Zhu Zhanji pinched her little nose, "You, you worry about these things all day long, and you don't care so much about anything else." โ€

"Women are the ones who please themselves, this is the biggest thing." Sun Qingyang's answer was reasonable.

Zhu Zhanji knew that she was just trying to make herself happy, and she didn't want to feel sorry for her punishment today, so she just talked about it.

That's it, since she doesn't want to mention it again, she shouldn't know.

In fact, Zhu Zhanji didn't know that the more he favored Sun Qingyang, the more everyone would be jealous of her and step on her, but he couldn't control his legs, and he couldn't just put her in his heart and look at her from a distance, he just liked to come to Hanlian Courtyard, even if it was just to drink a cup of tea, talk about the sky, or even say nothing, and sit quietly with peace of mind.

Sit for another night, and after this night, stay away from her.

Every time he thought so, but on the second night, he couldn't help but come over again.

No matter how beautiful and delicate the flower is, he will get tired of looking at it like this, but he is like a young man with a spring, falling deeper and deeper.

Seeing Zhu Zhanji looking at him intently, Sun Qingyang turned around a few times in front of him triumphantly, "Brother Zhu, do you also think this dress looks good?" โ€

"Well, it's pretty good."

"I'll tell you, the look of this dress was conceived by Sister Hu, her hands are skillful, those flowers, grasses, insects and fish that I can't embroider, she understands as soon as she hears it, and it can be made out in a few clicks, which is even better than I originally thought."

Zhu Zhanji nodded noncommittally, "Concubine Taisun's female celebrity is indeed second to none, I heard her say that most of the clothes of her sisters and sisters in the family are from her hands." โ€

"Speaking of Sister Hu, I miss her a little, fortunately she takes care of her on weekdays, otherwise my needle and thread would not be laughed at. Brother Zhu, why don't we go and see Sister Hu together. โ€

Zhu Zhanji knew that Sun Qingyang was going to be matched again this time, and he couldn't help but be a little annoyed, "Do you dislike me so much?" โ€

Sun Qingyang hurriedly picked up the hot tea on the case and handed it to Zhu Zhanji, "How come, didn't you see me waiting at the gate of the courtyard early in the morning, you really think that just to let you see the skirt, it's not because people want to see you, so it's waiting, it's cold at night, you drink a cup of tea to warm up, don't say such cold words, it sounds so sad." โ€

handed over the tea, and stood aside with low eyebrows, as if he had been wronged.

Thinking of the joy on her face when she saw her just now, Zhu Zhanji's heart softened, and he said softly: "Since I came to Qingyang, of course I have to rest here, and Concubine Taisun will accompany you another day." โ€

"You promised people, but you can't talk and don't count." Sun Qingyang laughed happily.

With this smile, showing the girl's coquettishness, Zhu Zhanji's heart moved, put down the teacup, and held her hand, "It's not too early for this day, let's rest early." โ€

Sun Qingyang's face was suddenly dyed red, but she was not a cowardly person, so she nodded and said, "Okay." โ€

Zhu Zhanji deliberately teased her, pulled her into his arms, and asked in his ear, "Do you mean to rest early or we ......" The tip of her tongue has been gently traced in her ear chakra.

Sun Qingyang bit his lip, hugged his neck and whispered, "It's all good." Then, as he did in the past, he gently kissed his eyebrows, eyes, and cheeks, and licked his lips mischievously, and said with a coquettish smile: "This is your reward for being kind to me today." โ€

Zhu Zhanji laughed and picked her up into the back room.

was put on the bed, Sun Qingyang did not help him untie his clothes as usual, but twitched his little nose and said, "What did you do just now?" Sweaty, go wash up. โ€

Before Zhu Zhanji got up, he was afraid that he would not be able to control it, so he not only vented a fire at the tent in the house, but also danced his sword for a while, afraid that she would be in a hurry, so he only changed his clothes and ran over without bathing.

As a result, I laughed with her for a few words, and I couldn't help it again.

I remembered that a few days ago, Mama Yan Xi told him that women have better birth and rearing after the age of twenty, not to mention that they lost their bodies too early, and it was like entering a ghost gate, and they died for life. And if you eat too much of the decoction of the avoidant, it will affect the future to some extent, resulting in easy slippage.

If you want to be safe, you can only do less of the week's official ceremony.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanji lay weakly beside Sun Qingyang, only hugged her tightly with his hands, buried his head deep in her neck socket, sniffed the fragrance on her body vigorously, and felt her breathing.

Sun Qingyang was tickled by his smell, giggled, and pushed him hard, "Go wash it, it's sweaty and dead." โ€

Zhu Zhanji didn't speak, only hugged her tightly and tightly, and after a long time, he gently let go and turned around and went to the clean room.

Because he didn't let the maids and daughters-in-law wait in front of him, Sun Qingyang followed in and tested the temperature of the water, "Wait a while, you will wash it, call me, and I will bring you clothes." โ€

Zhu Zhanji asked in a sullen voice, "When will you wash with me?" โ€

Hearing this, Sun Qingyang turned around and wanted to glare at him, but found that in the dense water vapor of the clean room, Zhu Zhanji, who was leaning on the wall of the wooden barrel, closed his eyes slightly, and his handsome side face was like a silhouette in the light, without the coldness in the eyes of everyone on weekdays, nor the warmth in front of her, but there was more indescribable coldness and gloom.

Such a look, such a Zhu Zhanji, is not familiar to Sun Qingyang, her heart seemed to be pulled by something, she didn't answer, she only stood silently for a moment before turning around.

Zhu Zhanji closed his eyes and buried himself in the water, when will his Qingyang grow up? When will they be able to be happy together as they want, without worrying about other people or their bodies.

Today, it was the mother concubine who attacked her, and tomorrow, will it be the father's turn? The day after tomorrow, will even the emperor's grandfather take action?

I spoil her and love her, can I protect her? The warm fragrance of nephrite is in my arms every night, can I endure today, can I endure tomorrow?

Perhaps, seeing her rarely will solve everything.

After thinking about it, he suffocated his lungs in the water, and suddenly burst out of the water, coughing several times before he gasped for breath.

Sun Qingyang, who had gone and returned, stood silently by the wooden barrel and watched him, put a handkerchief over his face, wiped the water stains on his face very gently, and took a handkerchief to dry his hair.

She didn't know what Brother Zhu was thinking about, if he didn't say it, she wouldn't ask, and if he could tell her, he would always talk about it.

Zhu Zhanji felt Sun Qingyang's silence, curled the corners of his lips and smiled apologetically: "I was tired when I practiced swords in the afternoon, and this water made people sleepy as soon as it was warm." Let the maids come in and wait, and I suddenly remembered that there was still something to be done. โ€