At dinner in the evening, when everyone had finished all the dishes, Mu Xuefu secretly glanced at the scene, and saw that his face was greener than the bitter gourd on the table, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Jing Rong glanced at her and sighed heavily from his snort. On the table, it was really as she had ordered before, what jade bitter gourd soup, cold enoki mushroom, winter melon pork rib soup, all of them were food to vent the fire.

"Qingzhuo, you really listen to your master." Jing Rong raised his head sideways to look at Qing Zhuo who was waiting on the side, and couldn't help but "praise".

Qing Zhuo didn't know what to do, but although she saw that the prince praised her, her face was not very good. She thought about it, but she didn't feel anything wrong, so she replied, "This is all the duty of a slave and maid. ”

Jing Rong was choked by her, and she was powerless to refute. He looked at Mu Xuefu, who wanted to laugh on the side but had been holding back, and secretly pinched her waist.

He knew how to be measured, so even the force of pinching her was appropriate, it was just an itch and not a pain. Mu Xuefu twisted her body, still imprisoned in her arms, so she didn't move, just pretended to be well-behaved and served him for dinner. With a sly look in her eyes, Mu Xuefu scooped a bowl of soup and said prettyly: "Lord Wang, this white radish soup tastes good, you can taste it." ”

Jing Rong pinched her again, but he didn't refuse, and took a sip directly. Want to break his spirit? Think beautifully. How could his body be broken if he said it!

Mu Xuefu watched him drink a bowl of white radish soup, raised his eyebrows stupidly, did he really drink it? But why did he drink it more energetically, not like drinking white radish, but like drinking a bullwhip? Looking at the eyes full of evil and wantonness, Mu Xuefu had a faint sense of ominousness, which made her feel that tonight might be a sleepless night.

Jingrong is not a picky eater, he eats whatever Mu Xuefu feeds him. After a meal, the two people were harmonious and beautiful, warm and sweet.

"Isn't tonight's meal good? Why did you deliberately let Zhou Cheng make so many supplements? After bathing in the evening, Mu Xuefu came out of the bathroom and saw Jing Rong eating the two stews in front of her with relish. There seemed to be a hint of conspiracy in the air, and she couldn't help but swallow her throat, and then looked at Jing Rong looking at herself like fire, and she sat down with that ominous feeling.

"Are you embarrassed? A table of food on fire made the king have no appetite. Jing Rong elegantly wiped the corners of his mouth with a silk silk, then leaned back on the Luohan bed, and stretched out one hand to Mu Xuefu.

The half-dry wet hung down on her chest, revealing the color of her belly pocket, adding a touch of charm to the dimly lit room. Mu Xuefu sat on the edge of the bed, wiped her head with a hand towel, glanced at Jingrong, and said angrily: "I seem to have abused you." ”

Jing Rong stretched out his hand to confine her in his arms, and a hand reached into the gap in her bedclothes, "It's not, so you have to be responsible for feeding this king." ”

Pushing away the hand that was messing in her clothes, Mu Xuefu raised her chin, stared at him, and said: "It seems that there are too few dishes for the prince tonight, and there is still no anger for the prince. ”

Jing Rong smiled slightly, hugged her from behind, and put his hand into her bedgown again. Touched her plump all the way, rubbed gently, kissed the sensitive part of her neck, and the hoarse voice was intoxicating, "My fire is only you can descend." He already knew the most sensitive place around him, where Mushev could stand his methods, he could still struggle at first, but soon he had lost his armor, and the towel in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously. His movements changed from slow to fast and then from fast to slow, pinching her completely, and just kept asking her, "Are you comfortable?" Do you like it? ”

Early the next morning, Mu Xuefu stared at Jing Rong deadly, and her eyes seemed to have a flying knife bursting out. Jing Rong smiled, stretched out his long arms, hugged her into his arms, kneaded her with both hands dishonestly, and teased: "Is it not satisfying the lady to be a husband?" ”

Mu Xuefu slapped him, pouted and asked, "What did you drink last night?" "This guy tossed her all night, and she couldn't stop crying and begging.

"Hee" Jingrong chuckled, a pleasant voice overflowed from her chest, clasped her head and pecked lightly on her delicate lips, "You made me eat so many broken things last night, how can I not make up for it?" ”

Mu Xuefu hummed and chirped a few times, and her voice was so soft that it could melt the broken ice on the cold pool, and such a soft and delicate atmosphere made Jing Rong even more excited. Wrapped in a water-red silk brocade quilt, he pressed this delicate body that was as smooth as water under him, and kissed him again, "Three whip soup and deer blood are really the best tonic for men." ”

Mu Xuefu was stunned, and couldn't slow down after opening her mouth for a long time, "Jingrong, how can you be so bad!" She furrowed her brows and glared at Jing Rong.

Jing Rong kissed her on the cheek and said, "Didn't you say you liked it very much last night?" ”

The roots of her ears flushed, Mu Xuefu's eyes flashed, she pushed away Jingrong, escaped from his shackles, and said coquettishly: "I don't like it." ”

Jing Rong smiled lightly and hugged her, and a small kiss fell on her shoulder. For a long time, his warm breath pressed Mu Xuefu's ears, bringing a sigh, "I've been married for so long, why haven't I been pregnant?" ”

Mu Xuefu couldn't breathe for a while, as if she was drowning in the bottomless sea, and the more she struggled, the deeper she sank. The tide passed, everything returned to calm, she stabilized her mind, and stiffly pulled out a bitter smile in the place where Jingrong couldn't see, "How can it be so easy to pay attention to chance when conceiving a child?" She turned around, her eyes full of disgust, and stared at Jingrong, "Do you blame me for not being able to carry on the family for you?" Do you dislike me? ”

Jing Rong sighed like this, all because he saw Jing Xi's cute appearance in Zuo Xiang's Mansion yesterday, and he longed for his and Mu Xuefu's children for a while. Seeing Mu Xuefu ask like this, he hurriedly coaxed: "How can I blame you, and how can I dislike you?" Just the two of us. Only the two of us won't have anyone to rob you of you. ”

Mu Xuefu wrapped her arms around his neck, forehead to forehead, "Then if I can't give birth, will you find another woman to give birth?" ”

"How can this king not be born when he is strong?" Jing Rong "tsk", he was still very confident in his own body, even if he didn't eat any three-whip soup deer blood, he could still torture Mu Xuefu and couldn't sleep all night.

Mu Xuefu insisted on the answer, glaring at him without speaking.

"All I need is Fu'er."

couldn't help it, the corners of Mu Xuefu's mouth hooked up a beautiful smile, she hugged Jing Rong, and said arrogantly: "It's almost the same." At this moment she didn't want anything but this answer.

Jing Rong sealed her with a kiss, took pity on her tongue, and said, "Little fool, you know that I have recognized you in my life." Fingers shuttled between hers, suddenly, hands paused, eyes followed the direction of the fingers.

Break? His deep gaze was like a dry well that could not be seen, plunged into the vast darkness.

"That's what you said, don't lie to me." Mu Xuefu raised her head suddenly, and the wisp of her head gently swept across Jing Rong's palm.

Jing Rong smiled slightly, against her eyebrows, "I don't lie to you." ”

Maybe it's just a coincidence.

The two people on the bed, their ears and temples grinding, warm and honey love, and the tassels and ears hanging from the hibiscus red tent make waves with the spring color in the warm tent.

Re-entering the palace was at the invitation of the Queen Mother, who did not like everyone in the harem, and only Mu Xuefu could enter her eyes, so she was often invited into the palace to gossip.

"If the mourning family doesn't recruit you into the palace, can't you come by yourself?" The Queen Mother was loving, watching Mu Xuefu and Jing Rong come together, even the crow's feet in the corners of her eyes were stained with a smile. This is her favorite granddaughter-in-law, looking at them is like seeing the former emperor and herself.

Mu Xuefu massaged her shoulders and said with a smile: "Of course my granddaughter-in-law wants to go into the palace more often to accompany the imperial grandmother, but ah, I'm afraid that the imperial grandmother will be annoying to me, so I can't be summoned and I don't dare to come rashly to disturb your peace, right?" ”

The smile on the queen mother's face was even stronger, she stared at her, and said with a smile: "You are so sweet, you know how to say how to coax this old woman of the mourning family." ”

Mu Xuefu pretended to be surprised, stared at her big eyes, and said in a aggrieved tone: "Grandmother Huang, how can you be an old woman?" You were honest back then, you looked younger than your granddaughter-in-law, if you said that you were an old woman, wouldn't all the palaces be old women? The granddaughter-in-law is sincere, but the imperial grandmother said that she was coaxing you, which is really sad. ”

"Haha" The wrinkles on the Queen Mother's face seemed to bloom like a stretched flower, "You kid, it's really getting more and more oily and smooth, is this little mouth eating honey?" ”

Mu Xuefu covered her mouth and smiled, and gently slapped her shoulder and neck, "Xuefu is telling the truth, where is the oil tone slippery?" She raised her delicate chin and looked at Jing Rong, "I don't believe you ask the prince, are you younger than me?" ”

Jing Rong nodded, put the tea cup on the table, and said with a smile: "Not only is he young, but he is also beautiful." ”

"You see I'm right, even the prince said so." Mu Xuefu tilted her head and looked at the Queen Mother, affirming.

The Queen Mother raised her hand and scraped her cheek, pointed at Jing Rong again, and said with a smile: "You two, this is a joint gang to coax the mourning family." ”

Jing Rong was full of smiles, "Grandson is the most realistic, how can he fool you with words?" ”

The Queen Mother nodded at him in the air, "You are the best at coaxing people." ”

The Queen Mother has been in disharmony since she returned to the palace, although she can laugh with Mu Xuefu and them, but in the end, she is old, and after a while, she has a tired look and brows.

Mama Yu walked in with the medicine bowl, and Mu Xuefu stretched out her hand to take it, "There is Mama Lao, or I will wait for the imperial grandmother to drink the medicine." "Mu Xuefu is quite delicate, and every bite is patient and meticulous.

After the decoction was at the bottom, Mu Xuefu waited for her to wipe her mouth, rinse her mouth, and took dried fruits for the queen mother. A series of efforts can not be described as being uncareful and thoughtful, and it is enough to see that it is not the first time to do this kind of thing.

Indeed, the first few times she entered the palace to visit the Queen Mother, Mu Xuefu was waiting like this, how could she not be familiar. Even Mama Yu, who has been waiting by the Queen Mother's side for many years, privately said that Princess Chen's intentions in serving the Queen Mother are much better than those in the palace who are full of filial piety to the Queen Mother every day.