Jing Rong's eyes shrank, gritted his teeth slightly, and he was obviously suspicious.

At this point, Mu Xuefu is inconvenient to say anything more, the future is long, so it is better to reveal it to him little by little than to tell him all at once to make him accept.

"Yuchen, what are you going to do next?" Mu Xuefu asked tentatively.

"I don't have to do anything, I can also watch the fire from the other side and reap the benefits of the fisherman." The corners of Jing Rong's eyes were slightly raised, his gaze was cold and gloomy, "The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, what I have to do now is to consolidate my own power and let me, the yellow finch, ensure that I can catch the best mantis." ”

Looking at Mu Xuefu again, her eyes suddenly changed, gentle and affectionate, like peach blossoms falling in clusters in spring, blooming delicately. He took Mu Xuefu's hand, kissed it in his heart, and straightened the silk on her forehead with the other hand, and said, "Fu'er, this road is very dangerous, are you willing to accompany me?" ”

"Fool, do you need to ask?" His eyes were as tender as water, as if he had gathered the spring of a lifetime, Mu Xuefu tilted his head to look at him, and lightly nodded his eyebrows, "Didn't we say that we would live and die together?" Yuchen, no matter what you do, I will accompany you. You want this throne or not, I only know that I want you. ”

These firm words hit the heart directly, soft, like a warm stream, through the blood all over the body. Jing Rong's burning kiss fell deeply between her eyebrows, "It turns out that after all the suffering, you will look forward to the spring flowers, this knife, everything is worth it." ”

Mu Xuefu's smile is like the spring water flowing in the mountain stream, long and sweet, and also like the style between the green mountains and green waters, bright and moving, lingering like smoke. Along his lips, she lifted up little by little, and the thinly textured lips slid from the center of her eyebrows to her lips. The lips and teeth are lightly twisted and entangled, as if they are unwilling to part until the heavens and the earth are old. Mu Xuefu gasped slightly, and said emotionally: "You are my spring blossom." Yuchen, with you by my side, no matter whether it is success or failure in the future, I have no regrets. ”

A true beauty is in the bones, not the skin. Mu Xuefu was very beautiful before, but it was just a salivating appearance. But now that she has love, she can say that she is smiling and smiling, with all kinds of charms, looking forward to circulation, and it is even more soul-stirring.

Deeply in love with someone, and this person also loves you deeply, this kind of two loves, love each other, is the most effective beauty prescription in the world.

Jing Rong was also hooked by this bright and incomparably beautiful beauty, and looked at Mu Xuefu stupidly. His eyes warmly brushed every part of her face, and his heart surged with heat, for this jade-like intricately carved man was where his soul was.

"Once the success is done, the position that dominates the world is made of thousands of white bones. I'm not sure I'll be foolproof, but I'll make sure you're safe anyway. "If you want to compete for the world, it is a desperate bet, and the winner is the king and the loser is the villain, which is the unchanging conclusion for thousands of years. He can't guarantee that he will succeed, and if he fails, he has no way out, no choice. But he was reluctant to burden her, and he was reluctant to let her pay for her life.

Although it was his oath, it was with her life and death. But he could follow her, but she couldn't.

She knew what he meant. Mu Xuefu hugged him, smiling gently, like a ray of spring sunshine shining into the ditch, rippling layers of soft ripples, "In heaven and earth, where there is you, there is me." Jingrong, don't think about getting rid of me, I'm a very stubborn person, what I have identified, and the person I have identified, even if the sky collapses and the thunder rushes to the lightning, I can't change it. ”

Jing Rong smiled lowly and shook his head helplessly, "You little girl, you don't leave me a way out." ”

"Yes, there can't be a way out, if there is a way out, you have an excuse to leave me, and I won't give it." Mu Xuefu smiled coquettishly, the sound of the bell was like the tinkling of spring water, this pretty appearance really made people look happy.

Jing Rong bent his finger and scratched her nose, "I'm really good at calculating, I can't calculate you." With a deep gaze, he looked at Mu Xuefu ambiguously, his whole body was attached to her body, and his hot breathing followed, "I remember that before you were injured and unconscious, you said that you would give birth to me, and it seems that you said that you would give birth to ten or eight." ”

"Where?" Mu Xuefu's face was flushed, and she was lowered by him a little, and said shyly: "Give birth to ten or eight, do you treat me as a pig?" ”

"Nope." Jing Rong shook his head and said seriously: "You are indeed inferior to pigs in this regard, pigs can give birth to ten or eight in a litter, but you, you can't." ”

"Jingrong! How dare you compare a pig with me, and say that I can't compare with it! Then you and the pig are alive! Mu Xuefu's eyes widened, and she snorted softly.

Jing Rong smiled low and touched her face, "How can a pig be as beautiful as you, I just want to have sex with you." His hand slowly pulled the strap on Mu Xuefu's bedclothes, and said jokingly: "Give birth now, and you will be able to give birth to cubs in the spring of next year." ”

"You're still treating me like a pig, you scoundrel." Mu Xuefu hit him in the shoulder with a pink punch, and this movement did not know when he had been peeled off by him. She pulled her clothes to block her body, and said coquettishly: "Don't, your injuries are not healed, you opened the wounds last night, and it will be even more serious if you move again." ”

"Well, that's right." agreed, Jing Rong still tore off the clothes that stood between them, "It's not a big problem, just don't move you." ”

"Jingrong, why do you say anything!" Mu Xuefu's face was even more blushing, spreading to the roots of her neck and ears, and even her breathing was shy.

"It's not like I haven't done it before, and there's nothing else I can't say. Besides, we just finished worshipping last night, and we didn't have a cave room last night, so we have to make up for it today. ”

Jing Rongfeng's eyes were slightly raised, and his demeanor was like a prodigal son, but this prodigal son was so good-looking, which made Mu Xuefu and the deer collide. Although she was excited, she was shy after all, "You think about the cave room in your head!" ”

Jing Rong was not ashamed but proud, and played the prodigal son of Dengtu to the fullest, "No, I'm thinking about how to have a room with you in my head." ”

The corner of her eyes swept to Feng Xi, and Mu Xuefu hurriedly stopped, "No, the imperial grandmother hasn't served yet, it's disrespectful to do so." ”

Jing Rong followed her gaze, paused slightly, and after a long time, he turned his head to look at Mu Xuefu, and said firmly: "Grandmother Huang has been looking forward to you giving me a child, and she won't blame us." He kissed her gently, whispering like a wisp of breeze, "I suddenly thought that I really don't have to do anything, the emperor wants to support Jing Xuan, let him support him, I only need to have a child with you to make all his hopes for many years frustrated, and he will never turn over." ”

Mu Xuefu was stunned for a moment, staring straight at him, "Why do you say that?" ”

Jing Rong's eyes were as soft as water, looked at her and smiled slightly, and continued to kiss her lightly, "Because Jing Xuan can't give birth to children in this life, let's ask a person who can't have children to pass on the lineage and extend the heir." ”

"Huh?" Mu Xuefu raised her eyebrows, her face was full of surprise, then she thought about it again, and chuckled: "It seems that you did a good thing." ”

Jing Rong's eyes were shiny, with a wicked smile, his eyes were crooked, like a bright moon, the stars were twinkling in his eyes, and his thin lips were ruddy with a dazzling smile, "I originally thought that King Yu's lineage was enough for me alone, who knew that by mistake, I would let my good uncle's son be cut off." ”

"You're so bad." Mu Xuefu was stunned for a moment, her lips slowly raised a beautiful arc, and she turned over and gently pressed against Jing Rong's side, "But it's a good job." ”

"Oh? So how do you reward me? ”

"Bear you a son."

"That'······ Come on! ”

Seeing that Jing Rong looked like she was waiting to enjoy, Mu Xuefu kissed him fiercely, then quickly got up, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, the clothes on the hanger flew into her hands like a spiritual snake. The frost-white shirt swirled in the air and was put on.

Mu Xuefu sat in front of the dresser on the side, picked up the wooden grate and combed the silk, hooked the corners of her eyes, and squinted at Jingrong, "Wait for your body to recover, this kind of thing still needs to be done by yourself." ”

Jing Rong was lying on the bed, his slightly open clothes revealing his white and flawless chest, but the place where the gauze was attached to his heart was a little inconsistent. Last night, the wound was opened because of running, and the gauze was stained with blood, white and red, which was shocking. He tilted his head to look at Mu Xuefu, looked down at the wound again, and muttered, "I knew I wouldn't run last night, when will I have to wait?" With a long sigh, he said, "Child, you still have to wait for some time, your mother and concubine don't cooperate, and I can't help it." But you don't have to worry, when your father is well, he will definitely get you out by himself. ”

Mu Xuefu was amused by him, and covered her mouth and sneered at him, "I talk nonsense every day, I don't have a proper shape, where is there still a bit of a prince?" ”

Jing Rong closed her clothes, walked to Mu Xuefu and sat down, took the wooden comb in her hand, and combed it for her, "With you, I'm just an ordinary husband, what kind of prince is I talking about." ”

Mu Xuefu's heart was full of affection, looking at him in the mirror, as if she saw ten miles of peach blossoms in the garden. She grabbed his hand back and said with emotion: "I really hope that we are just the most ordinary couple in this world, without hatred, without conspiracy, plain, simple." I give birth to children for you, you shield me from the wind and rain, we hold hands, watch the morning sun rise, watch the sunset set, just like that, from youth to white to old. How nice that life would be. ”

Whether it was or will be, they can't be bland, and they can't be simple, unless they let go of everything together. But whether it is her hatred or his ambition, if she wants to let go, it is easy for them to tear the flesh and skin off their bodies alive?

Jing Rong hugged her and wrapped his arms around her thin body, "Xuefu, you believe me, no matter what our identities are in the future, you and I are the most ordinary and loving couple at this time." No matter where I am, I will accompany you to watch the sunrise and sunset, and accompany you to grow old. ”