"Yes, yes, yes?" Mu Xuefu was embarrassed and ashamed, and buried her head directly in his arms.

Although he was enthusiastic that night, he was clumsy, and he was sweating profusely because of his impatience, and he was completely a first-time veteran.

The sunlight seeped in through the blue-white cicada shadow veil, and the room was full of cicada wing light and shadow, dim and unclear, as if in the illusion of nothingness.

The clothes were loose and half of his arms were gone, revealing his snow-white shoulders and upper arms. Jing Rong's lips were as hot as fire, snaking from his neck to his chest, leaving dense kiss marks.

In the dizzy fog, Mu Xuefu opened her eyes and regained consciousness in a trance. This is not the East Courtyard, there is no contraceptive spice that she has been lit, in case Mu Xuefu pushed Jing Rong and said, "Don't be here, wait to go back to the East Courtyard"

Jing Rong didn't stop, and said with a vague smile: "It's all like this, let's just be here." ”

"No, I'm not used to it." Mu Xuefu pushed his head away, pulled up his clothes, and coquettishly, "Wait for the evening." ”

Jing Rong smiled, rubbed her lips reluctantly, and then directly picked her up and walked into the inner room, "This king can't wait." ”

The hazy trees are leisurely seeing the sun, the window shadows are mottled and the bead curtains are rolling west, the hibiscus tent is warm, the witch clouds and Chu rain, the low moaning and wheezing, the autumn cicadas are whispering, and the spring is silent.

After the joy, Jingrong's eyes were slight, and he had a peaceful sleep, perhaps after a few days of hard work, he was already asleep. Mu Xuefu was distraught for a moment because of what he had talked about with Xiao Li before, so she quietly got up and changed her clothes and came to the garden.

Thinking of the hearty joy just now, Mu Xuefu suddenly withdrew from her memories. The white jade-like face was drunk with pink hibiscus, as if stealing the red glow in the sky, the clouds were prosperous, and the jade was bright.

She raised her hand and touched her face, her cheeks were hot, and even the roots of her ears burned red. The kiss marks on the neck still haven't faded, like butterfly prints scalding the delicate skin, even the cool autumn breeze can't fade the heat.

only felt that it was getting hotter and hotter, Mu Xuefu asked Zi Yao to swing the swing hard, wanting to bring a little coolness.

The afterglow of the remnant sun snuggled meekly on her body, and wisps of autumn wind came slowly, knocking off a few residual leaves. The swing ripples, Mu Xuefu holds the rope tightly, and the light pink skirt flies high into the air, like a huge butterfly fluttering in the wind.

The interest was high, and the spring-like silver bells of Yinggu overflowed from Mu Xuefu's mouth, "Hongshao, higher, higher." ”

"Then master, you have to sit down, I have worked hard." Hong Shao's voice was crisp, and he had to laugh with a "giggle", pushing forward a little harder.

The swing flew to the top, only to feel the wind whistling in my ears, accompanied by the cool breeze, the flushing on my face gradually dissipated.

Autumn wind and waves, hibiscus green water, blue lotus spring, dense leaves and fragrance. The swing flew straight to the hibiscus pool, and you could reach out to the open and poor blue of the sky. Suddenly naughty, Mu Xuefu wanted to hook the bud standing at the highest place, "Hongshao, work harder." ”

The swing swung backwards from a high altitude, and Hong Shao pushed it harder. Mu Xuefu only felt that her whole body was about to fly, almost parallel to the ground. She clutched the rattan rope, her upper body was already in the air, and her feet were stretched out. Suddenly, his body was crooked, half of his body fell down, and the rope on one side slipped from his hand, eager to fall from the air.

Mu Xuefu was not panicked, her feet were lightly in the air, and she wanted to take off, only to see a figure passing in front of her. She was startled, deflated under her feet, clutched the vine rope and slowly slid down, screamed in panic, and closed her eyes.

Mu Xuefu closed her eyes tightly, only feeling that she was being hugged by a person, who had the smell of fragrant powder and a faint scent of osmanthus flowers. She has never liked the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, so this person is by no means Jingrong. She immediately blocked her hanging arm between the two of them, and held her breath not to smell the scent of osmanthus flowers.

It's just that before he landed, he heard a scolding voice: "Don't touch her." ”

It was Jing Rong's voice.

Before she could finish speaking, she was carried into the arms of another person, and then landed firmly on the ground. The warm breath on the forehead is faintly blowing, as soft as the breeze in the mountains when the earth is rejuvenated.

When she opened her eyes, she met a pair of black pupils, full of concern and nervousness, Mu Xuefu fell softly into Jingrong's arms, tears in her eyes, soft voice, with a trembling voice, as if she was frightened, "Lord Wang"

"Don't be afraid." Jing Rong took her hand, and there was a trace of blood on his palm due to the sharp slide just now, and he was extremely distressed, and blew it gently.

He turned his head and glanced at the guards kneeling on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Get up, thanks to you today, the princess did not fall from the sky." ”

"It is the responsibility of subordinates to protect the princess." The guard stood up, but kept his head down.

"Go down and get your reward." Jing Rong waved his hand to make him stand back, and then hugged Mu Xuefu and looked at her palm, there was an appointment between his eyebrows, and he was slightly annoyed: "Don't stay by this king's side, what are you doing here at night?" ”

Mu Xuefu looked at him pitifully, and saw that he was vaguely angry, so he hurriedly hugged his neck, snuggled up to him weakly and bonelessly, and pouted his lips with coquettishness, "People can't sleep, so they want to swing in the garden and enjoy the lotus." Stamping her foot, she pointed to the swing with a broken rope vine, and was annoyed, "I swing well, but who knew that this broken swing was broken, and I almost fell from such a high place." I was scared to death, I thought I was going to die, I was afraid that I wouldn't see the prince in the future. ”

"You can't die at such a short height." Jingrong nodded Mu Xuefu's forehead, he really couldn't do anything about her, and looked sideways at the swing again, and said angrily: "I'm afraid that you're still playing like a little madman, let Hongshao push you so high, do you think this king didn't see it?" ”

When he woke up, he didn't see her, and when he asked, he realized that he had come to the back garden, so he followed. Passing through the door of the hanging flowers, I saw her flying happily in the air like a naughty child, and the innocent smile and clear laughter were like elves falling into the world, beating on people's hearts little by little.

They have been together for a year, he often looks at her and laughs, her smile, sometimes sly, sometimes indifferent, sometimes gentle, sometimes shy, sometimes smiling like a flower, sometimes smiling Yan Yan, but he has hardly seen her smile so innocent and flawless, as if all the troubles in this world have nothing to do with her.

The moment she fell, his heart almost jumped out of his throat. didn't want anything, so she rushed straight over, but because the two of them were far away, before he could fly to her side, she was picked up by the guards in the palace first.

Seeing her being rescued by other men, he suddenly felt bad in his heart, so he immediately scolded her and hugged her back.

His treasure is something that no one else can hold! Don't say it's a hug, you can't even touch it! If it weren't for the fact that he was trying to save Muscheve, his life would not have to be kept.

"Everyone is frightened, you don't say coaxing, you still talk about me." Mu Xuefu pursed her lips, leaned on Jing Rong's shoulder, hugged his waist and shook it, and whispered, "Lord, the concubine's heart is so frightened that it is beating like a "bang", you feel sorry for the concubine. ”

Jing Rong pursed her lips and smiled secretly, pretending to be serious again, and pinched her face, "Now you know that you are afraid?" If it weren't for the fact that this king wouldn't save you, it would be good for you to just fall down and have a long memory. ”

"Yuchen" Mu Xuefu kept shaking Jingrong, calling his name with a soft and glutinous long sound. Suddenly, her expression was sudden, she raised her eyes to look up at Jingrong, and wondered: "If it weren't for the fact that the prince wouldn't save the concubine?" ”

Jing Rong pursed his lips helplessly, and suddenly felt that his little wife usually looked Bing Xue smart, how could she be so dull when she encountered such a thing? What man wants to see his wife being held by other men and being heroically saved by other men, can't she even think of this?

He shook his head slightly, there was a deep pampering color in his eyes, and he wore a transparent and flawless jade wrench on his thumb, which was green and faint like a lake of autumn water in the hibiscus pool, reflecting the lotus leaves of the pond. The fingers gently caressed Mu Xuefu's smooth face, and there was a temperature as cold as snowflakes. The eyes that were as black as a deep pool stared straight at her, and when she saw the color of the blush on her face, she chuckled, "Little fool." ”

Jing Rong's gaze was as hot as a flame, and Mu Xuefu was so ashamed that her head was so low that her chin was almost down to her chest, and she could vaguely feel the gold and silver threads between the dense patterns on her collar.

The remnant sun on the horizon slowly moved down, almost buried in it. Against the thin sunlight, the scenery was as beautiful as a crown of jade, beautiful and magnificent, and her red lips rippled with a dazzling smile, which made her deer bump into her and her heart pounded. I felt that my burning cheeks, which had finally subsided, were burning again, and I was shy, "Where am I stupid?" ”

The corners of Jing Rong's mouth rose, his smile became stronger, and he hugged Mu Xuefu and left, "Since you are frightened, go back to this king and let someone boil a bowl of tea for you." ”

The sunset set on the West Mountain, retracting its ten thousand golden needles, a figure walked out of the shadows, looked at their departing backs, and hooked the corners of their mouths.

"Father, how can you have the leisure to paint today?" When Xiao Li returned to the Hou Mansion and walked through the garden, he saw the Marquis of Jingyuan sitting in the pavilion with a pen and painting, so he walked over, came to his side, and saw that it was an ink painting of the wind and clouds, and smacked his lips and said: "The clouds and mist are surrounded by the deep ravine, and the flowing spring is flowing down the deep valley. ”

Marquis Jing Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at him, his pen and ink did not stop, "Just came back from King Chen's Mansion?" ”

Xiao Li nodded, took an apple from a fruit bowl and took a bite of it, "Yes, I just came back from talking about official business, and Ah Rong asked me to say hello to my father on his behalf." ”

"I haven't seen Ah Rong for a few days, and I heard that he has been transferred to the household department by the emperor now?" Marquis Jingyuan mentioned Jingrong, took the pen and looked at Xiao Li, "He is in the household department, you are in Dali Temple, what business is there to talk about between you?" ”