Yue Ji Chapter 307 is good

: No. 307 of the text is good

Wei Luo walked into the woods, and slowly, she came to the pavilion where she had just met Princess Yueyan.

She sat on the white jade railing and looked at the flowing lake in the moonlight.

Just now, after throwing out that sentence in front of so many people, she didn't feel happy. If her feelings for Jingling weren't so deep, maybe she would feel happy, right?

In fact, in the past two days, deep in her heart, she has no words to complain about Jingling. complained about the concubine, and he watched coldly.

In this era, covenant oaths are the way to win each other's trust. Because blood inheritance is not valued, the political significance of marriage is far less than that of later generations.

Therefore, the acceptance of concubines is just a custom and concept for the world, a habit of reproducing children that has extended for thousands of years.

This kind of thing, as long as Jingling comes forward and says it to the world decisively and directly, he only needs her. Then everyone is shocked, and after the world is in an uproar, they will slowly accept it. And she, a woman, is forced to stand up for such a thing, and the reproach and scolding will be endless.

Therefore, Wei Luo will have this kind of complaint.

Thinking of this, Wei Luo sighed deeply.

She shook her head and gently pressed her forehead against the pillar, and for a long time, she remained motionless.

When Wei Luo looked at the moon and was sad in spring, Jingling, whose face was blue and white, shook his long sleeves heavily, turned around and strode away. His appearance did not alarm everyone, so when he left, no one paid attention.

After a while, Jingling came to his residence. Speechless, he sat upright on the floor, staring blankly ahead, letting the palace ladies put the wine on the table and the cakes on the cloth.

Seeing the palace maids retreating, Jingling said in a low voice: "Please come here." ”

"No!"

After a while, Wen Gong came, he strode to the opposite side of Jingling and sat down, poured wine and drank by himself, Jingling did not move, he stared at the front expressionlessly.

Knowing that Wen Gong drank three bottles of wine in a row, he opened his mouth in a hoarse voice, "I'm a woman, serving pets and being delicate!" was a little unsatisfactory, so he said in front of everyone that he wanted to leave! Duh! Could it be that she wants me, the husband of the house, the king of a country, to bow to her and beg for mercy in every way? ”

Jing Ling slowly closed his eyes and muttered, "Leave, leave, threaten to leave again and again!" Duh! Lie to me too much! ”

After being silent for a long time, Wen Gong sighed: "The king's affection for women is unbearable, the woman is just a woman, shallow eyes and narrow heart, so she takes advantage of the situation and threatens each other. If she could be treated like an ordinary woman, whether the favor was all in the king's own person, how could such a thing happen? ”

Speaking of this, Wen Gong frowned and said: "The medicine man is speechless, his words are aggressive, and he is too humiliating to others." It is a woman's dignity. ”

Jingling raised his head and drank all the wine in the bottle. He put the wine bottle on the table and said coldly: "What the child just said is true, the medicine man behaves like this, and he really has the idea of taking the opportunity to become famous. This old self has a headache, if it weren't for the many things, he would never be transferred back from the fiefdom. Let's take him back to the fiefdom in two days. ”

He was obviously in an extremely bad mood, and after saying this, he just drank bottle after bottle, and kept drinking. (Claws in the hall)

A quarter of an hour later, a swordsman rose up to them and said in a loud voice, "Your Majesty, the medicine lord is out asking to see you." ”

"I'm asleep, I'm gone!"

“…… Here. "This is the first time this swordsman has seen the king lie. After a moment's hesitation, he turned and walked out.

Jing Ling raised his head sharply and poured a bottle of wine into his mouth.

Seeing him like this, Wen Gong hurriedly called: "Your Majesty, take care of yourself." ”

Jing Ling lowered his head. His head was lowered so quickly that he slammed it on a few slabs. Wen Gong was just about to get up and help him back to the room, when Jing Ling's voice murmured, "Wen Gong." ”

"Yes."

"Since I met my child, I have been filled with joy and sorrow. There is no more to rejoice, and there is no more to heartache. This is an obstacle, this is an obstacle! ”

Wen Gong was speechless. After a long time, he glared, blew his yellow beard and replied hesitantly: "The minister has asked all the husbands and women in recent years, and it is common for him to hear about such things. It is not uncommon for young children to be obsessed with each other, and to be sad and happy at times. ”

Jingling was silent.

After a long time, he suddenly said in a low, almost inaudible voice: "Today I know King Zhou You." "I only knew today that King Zhou You couldn't help it.

Thinking of that Zhou Youwang, he smiled for Bo Bao, and did not hesitate to light the princes of the beacon fire. Obsessed with a woman, she is indeed sad and joyful, she can make a dignified husband, either placed in the dead realm, or ascended to the Kunlun fairyland. I can't help but give in again and again, and I give in again and again.

His voice was too low, and he didn't hear him clearly.

It was Jingling himself, and as soon as these words came out, he was shocked. He quickly closed his mouth and put the wine bottle on the table. The right hand rests on the forehead, motionless.

After a while, he said in a calm voice: "It's late at night, the public can retreat." ”

Wen Gong crossed his hands and said, "Take care, your lord." ”

When Wen Gong left, Jingling already had three points of wine. He really drank a lot, but the alcohol content at this time was very low, and they usually drank the wine as tea, and the amount of alcohol was very large. So he kept drinking and drinking, and he didn't get drunk.

He held his right hand on his forehead and didn't move. At this time, his heartbeat was a little chaotic, and the unconscious self-talk just now frightened him.

After Wei Luo was depressed in the pavilion for a while, he was already uneasy in his heart.

Her uneasiness was due to regret that she should not have said such things in such a public place, in front of the envoys of the nations. If you want to say it, you have to say it privately.

After all, Jingling is just a person of this era, and what he is doing now is subverting his inherent concepts for him, which he has never heard of and never thought of. As Yaogong said, what he did has made the world laugh at him. Myself, I shouldn't be so fiercely pressing.

Biting his lip, Wei Luo walked slowly towards Jingling's residence.

When she came to the courtyard, she saw the torches in the courtyard rising.

When everyone saw her approaching, they all bowed slightly and raised their bows upwards to show respect. The fluffy fox wags its tail. These Wei Luo were not in the mood to pay attention.

She just looked at the brightly lit place, at the courtyard, with her head against a few sides, motionless Jingling.

After a moment's hesitation, Wei Luo approached him.

She came behind him.

Wei Luo slowly knelt down on the couch, and she reached out and carefully stroked his long black hair.

Just as her hand touched his hair, Jing Ling froze.

Half-loud, he was hoarse and hesitantly whispered: "Xiao'er? ”

"Yes."

Jing Ling raised his head suddenly, and with a stretch of his right hand, he hugged Wei Luo heavily into his arms.

He hugged her tightly, and he didn't let go of the pain in her chest.

He buried his face in Wei Luo's neck socket and muttered, "Child." ”

"Yes."

After Wei Luo answered, he put his arms around his neck and buried his face in his shoulder. She hugged his waist tightly and said softly: "Jingling, Fang Cai, I shouldn't be straight in front of everyone. ”

She apologized. Of course, she didn't say she was wrong, she just said that she shouldn't have said that in front of everyone.

Most of Jingling's anger and depression disappeared.

He let go of her slightly, rubbed his face against her neck, and muttered, "Child, child." He wanted to say: How can a demon woman like Bao Xi compare with my child? My child is wise and brave, and he takes the overall situation into account and understands me.

Between me and Xiao'er, how can it be similar between King Zhou You and Bao Xi?

After Jingling called her a few times, she gradually became calm. (Streamer_Shattered)

He raised his head, and with a flick of his right hand, he turned Wei Luo, who was sitting on his lap, and turned her head so that she was facing him.

Under the moonlight, this small face that was close to square inches was so bright that he was full of energy when he saw it.

Jing Ling pressed his forehead against her forehead and called in a low voice, "Xiao'er, Xiao'er." ”

Every time he screamed like this, his mood was a little better, and another scream, and a little better.

Wei Luo responded gently. She stretched out her arms and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, and she looked up slightly, letting her pink cherry lips touch his forehead.

At this time, she couldn't help but think: If she really wants to leave, she will never see this person, this face, and that day again, how unbearable will it be? (Streamer_Shattered)

At this time, just thinking about separation, her heart ached like a wrench, and it was unbearable. She closed her eyes, pressed her lips to his forehead, and thought to herself: I'm so impulsive. How could I say that I was leaving so easily. I love him, I love this man. How can I say that I am leaving so easily?

At this time, where does she remember the complaint just now, the dissatisfaction just now?

The two hugged so tightly.

I don't know how long it took, Jing Ling suddenly stopped Wei Luo by the waist and stood up.

He strode toward the bathhouse with her in his arms.

Wei Luo buried it all in his neck socket, and she woke up suddenly when she heard the bubbling sound of water pouring in the bathhouse.

With a whoosh, Wei Luo blushed through his neck.

She stared at the white jade bathhouse with wide eyes, then glared at Jingling, and stammered, "Your Majesty, what is the matter with coming here?" ”

Jing Ling's deep voice came from above her head, "Bathing." ”

Nonsense!

Wei Luo's face turned even redder, and the tips of her ears were dripping blood.

Several palace maids wandered in, and Wei Luo saw at a glance that there were two sets of clothes on them, one was naturally Jingling's black prince's suit, and the other was a fiery red robe.

Is it possible that she also has to wash? (Streamer_Shattered)

Wei Luo's mouth trembled, and she whispered, "I, I just bathed." ”

"It doesn't matter."

How can it be okay? It's obviously a problem.

Wei Luo was about to stutter, she struggled a few times in Jingling's arms with a bitter little face, and while struggling, she said rationally: "I am unwell, please let me retire first." ”

"Retire?" Jingling snorted lightly, "There is no more maiden in the bathhouse, the child retreats, who will give the husband a bath?" ”

That's exactly what he was going to do.

Wei Luo was ashamed, annoyed and flustered, she bit her lip, and her eyes rolled.

At this moment, Jing Ling put her on the ground, and then, with a stretch of his right hand, he raised Wei Luo's little face to make her look at him.

He stared at Wei Luo's slick ink eyes with a smile, and whispered, "Since the child has bathed, the gang of husbands will wipe it." ”

When he said this, he turned his head and shouted to the left and right, "Stand down!" (Streamer_Shattered)

The palace ladies bowed and retreated.

After a while, in the steaming bathhouse, only Wei Luo and Jingling were left. There are about a dozen square baths with flower petals floating on the water. The clear, hot soup ripples with a mist called ambiguity.

When Wei Luo blushed and bit his lip and thought hard about the best strategy, Jing Ling had already turned around, slowly took off the Hou Guan, took off the jade belt, and untied his outer robe. Take off your underwear, pants, and underwear.

When Wei Luo was still in a trance, he glanced at it, but he caught a glimpse of Jingling, who had been stripped naked. With a swish, her whole body became a boiled shrimp.

Wei Luo let out a low scream, turned around, and ran out of the hall without thinking about it.

She had only taken a step.

A pair of warm arms locked her waist, and then, Jingling's warm, untouched skin stuck to her. As Wei Luo trembled vigorously, his thin lips pressed to her ear. He smiled lowly: "Xiao'er, you and I were originally husband and wife, how come three years later, you are still so shy." ”

He reached her belt with his right hand, and while pulling lightly, he pressed the hard one against her buttocks, spewing rough air into her ears, and said in a hoarse voice and with thick breathing: "Child, Hugh is ashamed again, and the matter of Dunlun is a matter of course." "Yue Ji Chapter 307 is good