In the afternoon of the next day, Ji Qingge slowly opened his eyes and saw a ray Chinese of light shining in through the gap in the carved wooden window and falling on the white clothes in the warm inner room.

That shirt was prepared in advance by Di Jinxuan, who was lying in the deep city government beside her. He said that it was the blood she owed him, and it was red with that blood

"Flower", repay the Hippa he cheated on her earlier. Sometimes, in front of her emperor and creditor, no amount of truth is enough.

For he confesses only his doctrine, and he denies nothing that is against him.

"Are you awake?" Di Jinxuan pillowed her under his right arm, slowly pulled it back, and asked softly.

"Huh." After experiencing some romantic things together, she was not as cautious as before when she faced him.

Because she understands that he has her in his heart. Reaching out to help him rub his right arm, Ji Qingge smiled lightly, revealing a shallow small pear vortex.

Asked him softly

"Are you still numb?"

"Hemp." Di Jinxuan stretched out his finger and pointed to his chest, and whispered to her.

"And you're still pillowing for me?" is clearly a shrewd man, but he still has a stupid courage in his head.

"If the king pulls away his right hand, he will wake you up. This bed was no bigger than the beds in the Starlight Hall and the suburban mansions, and I was worried that it would crowd my concubine. Seeing what he said, the clouds were light and light, but after she heard it, her heart hurt inexplicably.

Days of running around were enough to exhaust him physically and mentally. He hugged her and went to the clouds, and the person who sweated the most was still him.

But despite this, he still silently guarded her side, helping her cover the brocade quilt as before...... I'm afraid she'll freeze.

"Qingge, this king led the Qi army to Yancheng, and ran in the snow for several days in a row, which really made the soldiers and those horses suffer. This day the king gave them time to rest, and they went nowhere else. Di Jinxuan's eyes when he looked at Ji Qingge showed a trace of reluctance, but they also revealed a resolute light.

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"Tomorrow, you can go back too."

"What?" Just met, and want to part? When will it be his turn to rule for her? Although she still owes him a debt, she understands that the debt between them is unclear.

A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and Ji Qingge asked in a deep voice

"Why did you drive me away? The imperial city is at least a thousand miles away from Shengjing Station. I came here in a hurry, just to say 'there will be a date later' to you at dawn? A trace of helplessness flashed in Di Jinxuan's eyes, and he stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction where Di Jinchen's house was located.

Leaning closer to her ear, he said

"This king went south for disaster relief this time, maybe for a month, or for a year and a half." Before leaving, his father met him in Dayue Palace and said those well-intentioned words.

Until this moment, it was still clearly in his mind.

"Xuan'er, you and Chen'er are both the most important emperors of our father. This time, I asked you to go south for disaster relief, so as to give you the opportunity to experience. In the early years, I went to Xiliang Weifu for a private visit, and I brought Chen'er, which also passed in the cold winter. The emperor reluctantly hugged Emperor Jinxuan and reminded him

"When you arrive in Yancheng, you don't have to be in a hurry to go back to Beijing." Di Jinxuan's face sank slightly, and he understood the meaning of his father's words.

So where is it for him not to rush back to Beijing? That is obviously to let him stay in Yancheng well, so as not to affect his father and canonize King Yan as the crown prince.

Over the years, whatever King Yan wanted, his father would spare no effort to satisfy King Yan. And letting King Yan live in the East Palace was a promise made by his father at the beginning of his acquaintance with Concubine Pang.

This promise was told to him by his father more than once, and also to Emperor Jinxi. Di Jinxuan, who was concerned about the victims of Yancheng, was willing to go to Yancheng.

But in all fairness, as a prince, why wouldn't he want to live in the East Palace? In other words, when he was a child, he could get along with King Yan carefree, and he didn't care that King Yan got more than him.

But now, they're all grown up. Each other has their own plans and their favorite women.

In addition to protecting their respective mothers, they also have to protect the women they love...... If he loses everything, what will he do to protect them?

When it was near, Ji Qingge, who was sitting in the private room with a charcoal fire, heard a knock on the door. She replied lightly

"Come in." Yan Xiyun's voice came from outside the door

"Sister, come over for dinner." A funny smile curled up at the corner of Ji Qingge's lips, and he said to the closed wooden doorway,

"Just come." When she opened the door and followed Yan Xiyun into the guest room where King Yan was, she saw Di Jinxuan who was having tea with King Yan.

"Aifei, come and sit." Di Jinxuan stretched out his finger and pointed to the empty carved wooden chair beside him, looked at his concubine with doting eyes, and said.

His beloved concubine has picturesque eyebrows and clear eyes. Although there is a faint hint of heroism between her eyebrows, it can only be seen when she dances the sword.

On weekdays, his concubine is still very gentle and lovely. Just now, King Yan also said that Ji Qingge's phoenix eyes are not as tender as Yan Xiyun's peach blossom eyes, not charming enough.

But Di Jinxuan retorted

"The phoenix eye is infinitely charming." After the maidservants brought the table full of delicacies, King Yan ordered the attendants waiting in the private room,

"Stand down."

"Yes, lord." Looking at the two attendants dressed in black, they exited the room and gently closed the door behind the room.

Di Jinchen picked up the wine glass, showed a rare smile, stroked the sleeves of the wide Chinese dress, and said

"Third brother, third brother and sister, the eldest brother will give you a glass on behalf of your sister-in-law. Thanks to the three siblings for taking care of her all the way, drink! Di Jinxuan hooked the corners of his lips, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he held the wine glass in his right hand and asked King Yan

"The eldest brother can drink instead of the sister-in-law, so can the younger brother also drink this glass of wine instead of the princess of the younger brother?" It sounded like a consultative word, but Di Jinxuan's tone revealed an irresistible majesty.

It seems that he is announcing a mature decision to King Yan, and he can't tolerate half of King Yan's objection.

The two brothers clinked glasses, and they had to compete with each other. After the crisp clinking of glasses, each showed the empty wine glass to the other.

With their gestures, their innate kingly aura of dominating the world is undoubtedly revealed.

"Sister, try it." After Yan Xiyun sandwiched a piece of light powder pastry for Ji Qingge, King Yan said with an unfathomable smile

"Third brother and sister, this is the pastry that your sister-in-law personally prepared for you in the kitchen. Not only can it relieve your pain, but it also has the effect of calming the nerves......" Ji Qingge looked embarrassed after hearing this, his face was blue and white, and his heart was angry and bitter.

As everyone knows, she married into King Xiao's Mansion as Princess Xiao for more than a month. But she wasn't reserved enough yesterday, the one who said it

The word "pain" was accidentally heard by King Yan, who lived in the room next to them. Now he deliberately uses pastries to satirize her, and her scheming is so deep that she is deeply disgusted.

It's no wonder that Yan Xiyun always indirectly asks her about romantic things on the way forward. It turned out that Yan Xiyun was sympathizing with her and thought that she was not favored.

"Qingge, thank you for the kindness of my eldest brother and sister-in-law." Ji Qingge pouted with a detached and polite smile, and said in a tactful voice

"My sister-in-law is weak, so she should make up for it. As a person who practices martial arts, my body is strong enough. Sleep is also excellent, so there is no need for soothing pastries. "Cat flutter Chinese