Chapter 39: A wish for a thousand years of life

"What eavesdropping, I'm listening openly." Ji Chaoge snorted arrogantly, and without warning, she lowered her head and kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "He doesn't know the pearl, but I know the peony. If you miss the wrong one, you can meet the right one, I am the right person, the one you are destined to stay with for a lifetime. ”

If you don't agree with this word, you really don't need to save some face? Zhao Xinyue looked at him stunned, and muttered for a while: "Did you leave your face outside again, why don't you blush when you say this?" ”

Hearing this, Ji Chaoge was depressed for a while, so he had to kiss her more and more fiercely, kissing her until her beautiful eyes were full of spring and her pretty face was red. "What is the face, I have you enough."

With a few words, the person had already placed on the soft quilt, raised his hand to brush open the red gauze tent, and swallowed all her begs for mercy.

Another obsession with death, Zhao Xinyue was so tired that she couldn't lift her fingers, and finally recognized a fact: Ji Chaoge didn't open the meat, as soon as he opened the meat, he was like a hungry wolf seeing the meat, and he pounced fiercely and bit it.

Pity her little fat meat, it doesn't matter if she feeds the hungry wolf alive, she even loses her own heart. The heart is such a thing, it is difficult to lose it quickly and want to take it back, I only wish he was his beloved.

"Ji Jue, I used to see you like the moon in the clouds, like a fairy, and you don't mess with mortals; Looking at you now, you're a hungry wolf addicted to lust, almost breaking my waist. ”

The clouds and rain will stop, Zhao Xinyue is lying on his heart, playing with his long hair. The white fingers are entangled by the long ink-colored hair, and the black and white is clearly a bit obsessed.

Ji Chaoge pursed his lips and chuckled when he heard this: "Haoyue in the clouds? How good am I in your heart? ”

"This is a rumor about you from the outside world, you were far away in Nanyang back then, but your reputation spread very loudly in the capital, even overshadowing Li Huaijin, the first person in the capital. It is rumored that Nanyang Wang Feng is handsome, unparalleled laurel, and is clear and compelling in a white robe, and he is really the first beauty in the world. At first, I didn't believe it, but when I met you, I realized that there are times when the rumors are not accurate, and you are like the bright moon in the clouds, and your smile makes the sun and the moon dull. Fortunately, you are now my person, and I am the only one who has all kinds of romantic gestures. ”

After she finished speaking, Ji Chaoge couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and the words she had just said still echoed in his ears, like the sound of war drums beating on his chest and engraved in his heart. In her heart, he was so good.

Ji Chaoge opened her mouth, her eyes were as deep as a pool, quietly reflecting her flower-like face. "There is no way to repay such love, you can only make a promise with your body."

"Eh, you...... Oh, don't make a fuss...... Hmm, Ji Jue ...... "The moans were swallowed up, Zhao Xinyue glared at him in annoyance, but saw him smiling like a breeze and a bright moon, shaking a flower in front of her eyes, where could he stop him, let him dig enough."

The flower hall of Nanyang Wangfu is very large, seventy-two square bricks horizontally, eighty-nine square bricks vertically, each square brick is separated by green jade, the white square bricks are matched with the emerald green green jade, revealing a refreshing coolness.

"We've been waiting for an hour, how long will the king of Nanyang hang us?" After sitting for a whole hour, Du Yuan put down the teacup and asked angrily.

Hearing this, Ning Liang hurriedly surrendered his hand to appease: "General Du, don't be impatient, the prince is going to pick up the princess, and he will come in a while." ”

"That's what you just said, it's been an hour, how big is your Nanyang Palace, you can't walk for an hour?" Du Yuan's eyes widened, and he roared angrily at Ning Liang.

"Du Yuan, wait a little longer." raised his hand to pour tea for him, but Li Huaijin's fingers clenching the teapot turned slightly white. It's not how big Nanyang Wangfu is, but her heart is no longer in him, so she doesn't want to see each other.

Du Yuan was helpless, grabbed the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, put down the teacup heavily, and said in a sullen voice: "It's just that you have a good temper and can bear it, but I can't bear this nest of gas." ”

The breeze is blowing in the face, like the delicate little hands of sympathetic people, wafting with the fragrance of three points of flowers, gently pinching the heart.

"What if you can't bear it? Wait, be patient. Li Huaijin poured tea for him again, and lowered his eyes to look at the tea leaves in the tea cup that were washed by the bud-colored tea, just like the bitterness of not being able to find an exit.

I don't know when, a shallow singing voice suddenly floated outside the door, like a nightingale chirping tactfully, singing her favorite song "Spring Banquet". The red clothes flashed quietly in front of him, and then he disappeared into the moon gate, leaving only the singing voice still there.

"Spring feast, a glass of green wine and a song, and then worship Chen Sanyuan. One wishes Lang Jun is a thousand years old, the second wishes that the concubine is always healthy, and the third wish is like Liang Shangyan, seeing each other every year, and seeing each other every year. ”

"Xin'er!" Li Huaijin got up suddenly, staggered forward, and all he saw in his eyes was the bright red. "Xin'er, don't go."

"Huai Jin!" Du Yuan was startled, lost the teacup and quickly chased after him. Since Huai Jin was forced to return to the vulgar, her heart is like a demon, she can't see the woman in red, and she can't listen to the song "Longevity Girl? Spring Feast.

The touch of red clothes retreated quickly, and Li Huaijin couldn't stop and rushed into the backyard of Nanyang Palace. Before he could see where the red was receding, a woman's scream was heard in his ears.

"Ahh Who are you? Whoever let you in, don't get out soon! Ji Qingqing was so shocked that her face was colorless, and she grabbed the robe on the screen to wrap her delicate body, screaming and scolding.

Before Li Huaijin came back to his senses, his body was pressed to the ground, and two sharp long knives were placed next to his neck, against his throat, as long as he moved slightly, his arteries would be cut. "This is the hospitality of Nanyang Palace? I, Li, have been taught. ”

"Who are you? How dare you break into the county lord's boudoir? The palace guards lifted him from the ground and dragged him unceremoniously to the front yard, waiting for the prince to come and land.

As early as when the woman screamed, Li Huaijin knew that she had fallen for the traitor's design. So when the palace guards did something to him, he didn't resist, and let the other party carry him to the southern courtyard to wait for Ji Chaoge to come and fall.

He was curious, not many people knew about his knot, and who was designing him.

"Lord Wang, something happened to the county lord." Qingfeng stood outside the door, and only when there was no shameful moaning inside did he dare to blush and whisper.

The two people who were still warm in the room stiffened at the same time, Zhao Xinyue pushed away Ji Chaoge, who was kissing, cleared her throat and asked, "What's going on over there with the county lord?" ”

Why is the princess asking? Qingfeng was stunned and hesitated: "The maidservant came to report that a man broke into the county lord's boudoir. ”

This little thing is worth all the fuss about? Zhao Xinyue sat up with her arms propped up, and opened Ji Chaoge's hand that was still making trouble, "What was the county lord doing when someone broke in?" ”

Sure enough, it was the princess, and when she asked, she asked the crux of the problem. Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, deciding to answer truthfully. "It is said that the county lord is bathing."

"What?" Zhao Xinyue lifted Ji Chaoge, and complained while putting on her clothes: "What do the guards of the palace do to eat?" How could a man be allowed to break in while the county lord was bathing? Did the people catch it? It's about the county lord's name festival, don't let people run away. ”

Indeed, it was a matter of Qingqing's name, Ji Chaoge also quickly dressed, and when she was dressed neatly and pulled up her long hair, he opened the door and walked out first. "What's going on? Qingqing's Furong Garden has always been guarded by shadow guards, how can people break in? ”

Qingfeng immediately knelt down and pleaded guilty, "Back to the prince, someone deliberately led away the shadow guard and led Master Li to Furong Garden, that's why this happened." ”

"You said that the person who broke into Furong Garden was Li Huaijin?" Ji Chaoge's eyebrows furrowed, his eyes were deep and slightly deep, like a river cave blown by a cold wind, bottomless, glowing with a bone-chilling coolness.

"Yes." Qingfeng nodded stiffly, a flower in front of his eyes, and the white hem flashed in front of him, where is the figure of the prince when he looks up? "Lord Wang?"

Li Huaijin never dreamed that seeing Zhao Xinyue again would be so embarrassing. When Zhao Xinyue arrived, he was adding fists and kicks to Ji Chaoge, but he hated that his skills were not as good as others, and he was punched by him, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"Stop!" Zhao Xinyue came quickly holding Bai Ying's hand, panting when she walked, and as soon as she stepped into the front yard, she saw Li Huaijin covering her heart and bleeding from the corner of her mouth.

Even though she had convinced herself to let go, the red still stinged her eyes, and her heart was even more crumbling, and even her breathing tingled.

Seeing her coming, Ji Chaoge subconsciously stretched out his hand to her, but saw her skirt fluttering like a fluttering flower butterfly, and pounced on the man opposite him. The outstretched hand didn't have time to retract it, just as his heart was caught off guard.

"Xin'er?" Ji Chaoge still stretched out his hand, stubbornly pursed his lips and looked at her, with undisguised sadness in his eyes.

Zhao Xinyue subconsciously turned her head and wanted to walk towards him, but as soon as she made her move, she was tightly held by the person behind her. "Let it go."

The person who once sang to him lightly wished that Langjun was a thousand years old, and that he wished that his concubine would always be healthy, but now he was indifferent to let him go.

"I don't, Xin'er, please don't go." Li Huaijin squeezed her wrist with all his might, and he had a strong premonition that if he let go of his hand at this moment, he would never be able to grab her again.

The wrist was scratched and hurt, Zhao Xinyue couldn't shake his hand away three times in a row, and turned his head and shouted to Ji Chaoge: "Come and help me, he grabbed me so much." ”

The familiar tone, dyed with three points of anxiety and seven points of coquettishness, like a swan's feather, swayed and poked at Li Huaijin's heart, making him itchy and painful.

Ji Chaoge's palm came too fast, and he attacked him without warning, inevitably hurting the person in front of him, Li Huaijin had to let go of the hand that grabbed her wrist and raised his hand to block it. Unexpectedly, Ji Chaoge just made a false move, and took advantage of the hole in his hand to let go, hugged Zhao Xinyue's waist and took the person three meters away.

All this happened too fast, Zhao Xinyue hadn't come back to her senses yet, and the person had already jumped out of the battle circle by Ji Chaoge.

Subconsciously looked up and wanted to see his face, but Ji Chaoge was looking down to see if she was injured, as soon as she lowered her head and raised her head, her lips were accurately aligned, and she had an unexpected kiss in front of everyone.