Ji Qingge stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, and said softly: "Emperor Creditor, I understand your heart. ”

"Huh?"

A hint of joy flashed in Di Jinxuan's deep eyes, but he pretended to ask casually, "You know, still come and ask me?" ”

"Don't ask, how can I see your shy red face?"

I'm afraid that those women who admire His Royal Highness King Xiao, the god of war, won't be able to see his cheeks as shy as a woman after he tells his love words, right?

Thinking like this made Ji Qingge's heart ripple. She pinched Di Jinxuan's tall and straight nose, and said coquettishly:

"I'm thirsty, I want water."

"Wait."

Di Jinxuan smiled good-naturedly, got up and poured a cup of hot water for Ji Qingge. And while she was not paying attention, she added some soothing medicinal powder to the tea.

kindly accompanied the little demon girl, in order to keep her asleep, he almost didn't close his eyes for a night. But the little demon girl is good, and the more she talks, the more energetic she becomes. Said:

"Husband, I not only know Wanning's sister's love for you, but also the original owner's sister."

Di Jinxuan was slightly stunned and asked, "Qianqian?" ”

"That's right, it's the golden Ji Qingge of the gate. She admires you, absolutely admired, the god of war she imagined in her mind, His Royal Highness King Xiao.

Because she was confined to an abandoned firewood house for six years, she has never seen you now.

The you that existed in her memory were just the ones she knew when she was a child in the Qi army camp. ”

"And then?"

Di Jin Xuan's sword eyebrows raised slightly, looked at Ji Qingge with serious eyes, and asked.

"I ......"

Ji Qingge's face was embarrassed, and he paused awkwardly for a moment.

"One ......" Whenever Ji Qingge has insomnia, he will coax her to sleep. But if she's too naughty and doesn't cooperate well. Then he will also use his special way to make her sleep peacefully.

"Two, three!"

Ji Qingge smiled "hehe", and helped Di Jinxuan count to three in one go.

I saw that her imperial creditor smiled knowingly, stood up, and quickly blew out the candle that lit the bedroom.

Without the illumination of candlelight, it made Ji Qingge more and more bold. She could easily capture him with the masculine aura emanating from Di Jinxuan's body and the fragrant fragrance of the Jinyu butterfly from his clothes.

"Little demon girl, you are too energetic tonight, you have to refresh this king."

"Ah......h

Ji Qingge whispered shyly, and let Di Jinxuan's slightly stronger hands pull out the ribbon around her waist. The clothes on his body, as well as his bra, were skillfully removed by him.

The bewitching goods who bullied her cleverly used to say a word, "spiritual i civilization". It was dismantled into "spirit" and "civilization".

What made Ji Qingge feel speechless, and helplessly, the bewitching prince Emperor Jinxuan said: "The concubine is too spiritual, and she has to be uncivilized as a husband." ”

"And what about you during the day? Could it be too civilized......"

"My husband is always in good spirits."

Di Jinxuan smiled evilly, hugged Ji Qingge tightly, and said, "If you don't believe it, try it?" ”

This time, it was Ji Qingge's turn to raise his hand and beg for mercy. Two hours later, she fell asleep in Di Jinxuan's arms until dawn.

When he woke up early in the morning, Ji Qingge heard a knock on the door of the bedroom:

"Knock, knock, knock."

Di Jinxuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked, "Liu Yujing?" ”

"It's me, the third son. The little one came to say hello to the third son, in order to tell the third son, the fourth son and Yan Gongzi had returned, and they were waiting in the warm pavilion at this time. ”

Hearing Liu Yujing's reply, Di Jinxuan quickly got out of bed and said while dressing: "My son knows, go and prepare breakfast." ”

"Yes, Third Prince."

Liu Yujing's answer entered the bedroom through the wooden door.

Di Jinxuan quickly put on his gorgeous clothes and came to sit down on the edge of the bed. He quietly watched Ji Qingge, who was still lying on the warm bed. The corners of his lips provoked a playful smile, and said:

"Today, Ji Mochu is buried and will pass by the door of the mansion. For a while, no matter how loud the firecrackers are fired, you don't need to pay attention. ”

Stretched out his hand to tuck the brocade quilt for Ji Qingge, and the corners of Di Jinxuan's lips curled up with a playful smile. said: "A good warm quilt, when my son returns at night, I will serve you to sleep." ”

"Where are you going?"

We'll have to wait until the evening.

"Specifically, whether to go to Luowang's Mansion or to Du's Mansion. I have to wait until my son sees the wind and them before making a decision. Di Jinxuan finished speaking, his thin lips approached Ji Qingge's slightly reddened cheek and kissed it.

Ji Qingge closed her eyes slightly, enjoying the gift given to her by her family's emperor and creditor in the early morning.

It wasn't until she heard the sound of "squeak" opening the door that she lazily lifted the brocade quilt and got up to freshen up.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Ji Qingge turned on the makeup and lightly applied powder to the bronze mirror. to make up for her regret that she has not been able to put on makeup in the past few days.

After a while, Ji Qingge came to the door of the Warm Pavilion and heard Yan Fengxing say: "Fortunately, after taking the medicinal powder given by Princess Xiao, Mo Ya asked the imperial doctor to cut her pulse, and she didn't show any clues.

Otherwise, even if the real Princess Xiao is today, can she not go to the funeral for Ji Mochu. How could Mo Ya, who had changed her appearance to become Princess Xiao, be spared? ”

Ji Qingge smiled happily and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Soon, the wooden door of the warm pavilion was opened. After Di Jinxuan saw her face, his thin lips couldn't help but provoke a smile of relief. Said:

"It's fast."

"That's, and don't look at who I am."

Ji Qingge puffed up with a playful smile and told Di Jinxuan.

followed Di Jinxuan into the warm pavilion, and sat down in front of the soft couch. She took Di Jinxuan beside her, handed her the tea, and tasted it lightly. Said:

"To tell you the truth, I heard what you just said."

"Tell me, what do you think?"

Di Jinxi narrowed her peach blossom eyes and said, "Third sister-in-law, you can even intercept Leng Yan's flying knife." This skill must be passed on to my nephew in the future......"

"Fourth brother."

A trace of impatience flashed in Di Jinxuan's deep eyes, and he looked at Di Jinxi.

The mention of children made Ji Qingge's heart sink slightly. The corners of her lips pulled out a faint smile, and said, "Then I will tell my own opinion and discuss it with you."

The right to communicate. ”

In recent days, many strange things have followed. Everything happens that seems to be a coincidence, but it is not a coincidence.

For example, Ji Mochu's family followed King Yan to General Ji's mansion to pay New Year's greetings;

For another example, in the secret room of the Lost Valley of the West Mountain, Leng Yan did not fight with Di Jinxuan, who was in the seventh or eighth room. Instead, he pulled out and dealt with the wind without a shadow.

"That night in the eighth chamber, the masked man who fought against the king must have been a poison doctor. If it weren't for Concubine Ai letting this king take the antidote powder in advance, I'm afraid ......"

He was choked to death by the masked man's poison powder.

A trace of resentment flashed in Di Jinxuan's eyes, and he said.

Ji Qingge glanced at Emperor Jinxuan embarrassedly, and said in his heart: "Emperor Creditor, if I don't take me to Xishan Lost Valley, do you think I'm a burden?" ”

It turns out that it is not.

Di Jinxuan said in front of everyone that she was a rare talent.