Shang Jin was dragged all the way back to the Shang Mansion, and as soon as he entered the room, he asked:

"What's the matter? So hot? Besides, let's put them in the house, it's weird if they don't fight! Mu Ningjiu shook his head mysteriously and said:

"Definitely not! You don't know Xiao Shi, she is used to being very arrogant on weekdays, and she has to be reminded by others to take the medicine when she scratches herself. I've never seen her so attached to anyone. The Nadi Jin Pill is a rare healing elixir in the rivers and lakes, and Master spent a lot of money to buy three bottles ten years ago, and gave them to me and Xiao Shi as the only female disciples. Most of my daily injuries are small, and I don't want to use them, and I have only used them once in so many years. An injury like Zuo Sheng's can't be used at all. Hearing this, Shang Jin frowned:

"When you were a killer, did you have any more serious injuries than this?" Mu Ningjiu was stunned for a moment, stroked his forehead and said:

"You're focusing on this...... I want to say that Xiao Shi may like Zuo Sheng! Seeing that Shang Jin couldn't listen to anything else, she was still staring at herself with a distressed face, and she said helplessly:

"Well, that was years ago. You also know that my own physique is not very suitable for martial arts, so when I went out on a mission, I was not very scratched by the opponent's hidden weapon on my right thigh, and I opened a long opening. If it weren't for the Ground Brocade Pill, I might have lost my life. Mu Ningjiu shrugged his shoulders, pinched Shang Jin's face, and said with a smile:

"So you have to thank it well, or you won't meet me." Shang Jin saw her tell a life-and-death event in a teasing tone, and his heart throbbed: in those days of licking blood from the knife edge, his situation and mood, he couldn't understand or imagine. But in every future period, there will be him. Thinking about it, he suddenly took Mu Ningjiu into his arms, rubbed her inner thigh lightly with one hand, and sprayed hot air in her ears:

"Is this it?" Mu Ningjiu nodded. Shang Jin's big hand was over, and a steady stream of heat spread from his palm to his legs, and a warm current crossed Mu Ningjiu's heart.

His eyes were gentle, and he comforted softly:

"It doesn't hurt, ...... well" Mu Ningjiu was stunned, looking at the childish and stubborn behavior of the man in front of him, his nose couldn't help but be sore, and his hands clasped his waist.

……

The red makeup winds for ten miles, from the west of the city to the east of the city. From a distance, it looks like a blazing sea of fire, bright and shocking. The pick-up procession was surging, and it was soon surrounded by a lively crowd. The ladies on both sides walked slowly, and the rose petals in the bamboo basket immediately flew into the air, like countless butterflies flying. The child, who had just passed one year old, leaned out most of his body and grabbed it with his hand curiously, but was reprimanded by an adult in a low voice, and his mouth was about to cry.

Suddenly, as soon as the cannon fire rang out, the ceremonial music was played, and on the richly decorated sedan chair, the bright gold tassels sounded. A woman in a hibiscus-colored dress was supported by her mother and walked out. The cool breeze blew, under the pink hijab, the woman's red lips and teeth, and her warm apricot eyes swept lightly, and the crowd suddenly fell silent. When everyone shook their heads and looked again, they only caught a touch of the back. The childish child seemed to be infected by the tenderness of the woman, forgot to cry, and just nested quietly in the crook of his father's arm, and the bright black eyes reflected the fading procession.

The sedan chair passed through the streets and alleys and entered through the side door of King Xuan's Mansion. The onlookers retracted their gaze in a daze, the laundry of the laundry, the vegetable seller, and the accountant. Those rumors, which had little evidence, were destroyed in an instant. Someone is like a cloud:

"I heard that the second lady of the Su family is one of the five beauties of the Qi Kingdom, not to mention her appearance, she is still a talented girl, and she is not a problem with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!"

"Well, although it's just a side concubine, you see this battle, compared with the prince marrying a side concubine back then, it's also more than that......"

"The Third Highness's marriage this time is also a major event that has caused a sensation in the Qi Kingdom! When His Royal Highness galloped on the battlefield back then, which girl didn't fall for him? But His Royal Highness didn't even look at it, and how much of his heart was in vain. And the last time the emperor held a feast to choose a concubine for His Royal Highness, how cold was his attitude towards Prime Minister Li's daughter? didn't even give the emperor face. I don't know how many official ladies are discouraged by this......"

"I think that Su Xuewu is really not simple. No, even His Royal Highness, who has never touched women, has a big wedding banquet for him! Although His Royal Highness has always been pure-hearted and has few desires, he also needs women. ”

"In that case, why don't you just marry as a concubine?"

"Well, I said, are you elm head? This concubine has not been married casually since ancient times. Marrying a concubine depends on the family power behind her, in other words, marrying a concubine is marrying a power. And although Su Xuewu's father, Su Xing, is a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, he is only a civil official, and there is really no power behind it. How could the emperor give the position of the concubine to the Su family for nothing? ”

"Well, that's ...... right"

The moon curtain hook is dotted with stars.

The woman rubbed her sore neck, ripped off her hijab, filled herself with the acacia wine on the table, and slowly snorted. Suddenly, the little thing in her sleeve moved restlessly, she frowned, patted her cuffs, and scolded in a low voice:

"Xiaoqing, be quiet. In a while, my mother will take you to eat. "After a day of tossing and turning with her, this little thing must have been hungry for a long time. She touched her empty belly and sighed softly:

"I would have eaten more if I had known." She closed her eyes, trying to relieve her hunger with sleepiness, but she didn't expect her brain to be groggy and fall asleep at once. After a short rest, she touched the cuffs, only to find them empty. She was startled, whistled, and whispered:

"Xiaoqing, where did you go? Don't play hide and seek with your mother, come out. She searched up and down the room, and finally found Xiaoqing's figure under the bed. She gritted her teeth, grabbed it quickly, and carried it into the air, watching its slender tail writhe vigorously as if to be coquettish.

"Okay, you're really good! Dare to run around! What should I do if I get lost? It's not like that......" she counted as she shoved it into the placket.

At the same time, after Wei Chixuan entertained the guests of the banquet, he slowly walked into the side courtyard of Huiqiu, touched the carved window, and exhaled the turbidity in his lungs: he "obeyed the emperor's orders", and he should be satisfied with completing the play arranged by his father so cooperatively. Finally, it's coming to an end.

The jumping orange candlelight is slightly warm, illuminating a beautiful figure. At this time, the tassel on the hijab is hitting violently, which shows that its owner is not *divided. Yu Chixuan secretly wondered: On the first day of coming, can't you wait to explore the terrain? It's really a good pawn of the big brother...... Suddenly, a long shadow the thickness of two fingers swayed slightly on the papier-mâché window. Yu Chixuan frowned, and pushed the door open.

What catches the eye is a silver wine bottle tied with a pink ball flower, a pink bed quilt, a pink curtain, and a woman in a pink fairy dress. She sat upright, her hands clasped to her thighs, and her posture was slightly comical. A pair of red lips under the hijab are slightly pursed, and the corners of the mouth are upturned. Yu Chixuan tore off his hijab, walked to the table without looking at it, poured himself wine, and drank it all. Su Xuewu blinked, looking at the side face that had overwhelmed countless women, but there was no wave in her heart. All her attention was now focused on the little writhing in the middle of her chest, secretly praying that nothing would happen to it.

Seeing Su Xuewu sitting without saying a word, Yu Chixuan took the lead in speaking:

"You tell him not to think that you can monitor the king's every move by arranging someone in the palace at will. Also, this king is not in the house most of the time on weekdays, so I don't care what you do. But if it touches my bottom line......" He stood up, pushed open the door, and coldly spat out four words:

"Shoot or kill."

The door slammed shut, filled with anger and the air trembled. When Su Xuewu saw him leaving, she quickly tore off the gold and silver jewelry on her head and the ring on her body, and took out a small snake with a green body and eyes as big as black beans from the placket, with a hint of sternness in her gentle voice:

"You little one! Almost miserable, I know? If you are discovered, according to the appearance of the Third Highness just now, neither of us will end well! My mother knows that you are hungry, and my mother is also hungry, but you can't mess around, do you hear? As she spoke, she reached out and poked the little green snake's diamond-shaped head, which nodded obediently and spat out the red letter. Seeing this, Su Xuewu quickly took it into her arms and whispered:

"I know, my mother will take you to see what delicious food is in this house......" A person and a snake quietly disappeared in the night, walking quickly. After a long time, Su Xuewu gasped and suddenly said:

"Xiaoqing, how big do you say this palace is? How come you can't even find a decent kitchen when you walk around? What she didn't know was that in order to avoid her actions being monitored by the prince, Yu Chixuan arranged Su Xuewu in a remote courtyard far away from the main courtyard. She had just walked for half a day, and she had only just reached the corridor connecting the main courtyard and the side courtyard.

The sound of "banging" sounded, Su Xuewu was startled, hurriedly hid behind a rock on the lawn of the compound, and quietly looked towards the source of the sound through the branches and leaves.

Two men in gray robes walked by with the leftovers of the feast, and said as they went:

"Ah Shun, look at these dignitaries, it's such a waste to eat! It's a pity that a good plate of meat has to be poured out like this with only one bite of chopsticks. ”

"Hey, that's not commonplace. Let's not talk about this, let's talk about the concubine that His Royal Highness married today. What do you think? ”

"What do I think? The point is that His Highness likes it, and that's enough. Su Xuewu slandered: Where did you hear all these rumors? Oh, isn't it...... Tsk, I didn't expect the third prince, who is known for his iron blood, to direct and act such a play in order to get rid of the name of broken sleeves! With such a desire to cover up, does he really like men?