The new Chu Palace, which has not yet been completed, is expected to be completed before the end of the year.

The night owl did not follow the large army, and went to Yizhou to take care of it a few days earlier than them.

He has already found another place, although it is not the regulation of the palace, but it is exquisite, and the best point is that there is a large plum blossom forest in the backyard, which is a sea of clouds.

After sitting in the carriage for nearly a month, tired and with a sore back, Rong Zhao saw that the bed was very kind, and fell asleep when he lay down.

There was a dragon burning in the house, and it was warm, and the night owl came a few days in advance, just to settle these things, and he had to serve the princess, the aunt, well.

First of all, you can't freeze.

Rong Zhao slept for a long time, she remembered that it was not noon before she fell asleep, and it was dark when she woke up.

The lonely crane stayed by her side, and when he heard her waking voice, he hurriedly lifted the veil and helped her up.

Rong Zhao has a characteristic when he sleeps, he has to hum a few times when he wakes up, as long as he hums a few times, the lonely birds know that they are going to wake up.

"Miss can really sleep this night, from morning to night, two meals without eating, hungry or not?"

Rong Zhao rubbed his eyelids, stretched his waist, slept so comfortably, his muscles and bones were stretched, "Have you slept for so long? Why don't you wake me up." ”

Gu Yu put shoes on her, smiled, and said, "The prince said that if the young lady doesn't sleep well, she will be unhappy, so it's better to wait until you have slept enough and wake up before eating." ”

Rong Zhao pouted, do you really think you know her?

"He said you just listen to him, what does he know, I'm hungry, is my stomach hungry?" Rong Zhao was hypocritical, covering his mouth and yawning, and said casually: "Where is he?"

Lonely Crane said: "Talk to the night owl in the front hall." ”

Rong Zhao yawned twice in a row and muttered, "Isn't he tired? ”

Lonely looked at her with a smile, Miss's temperament has not changed at all, she obviously cares about the prince, and she has to hurt others.

She said: "When the prince first came here, he naturally had a lot of business to deal with, Miss didn't say that she was hungry, the slave maid asked people to prepare meals, what does Miss want to eat?"

I think of yesterday's spicy mutton soup, and now I can't get enough of it. Rong Zhao smacked his lips, "Let the guy who made the big pot of rice yesterday make me a pot of mutton soup, just don't put so many spicy seeds." ”

The lonely bird went out in response, and Rong Zhao was bored, so he went to the front hall.

"Lord Wang, all the officials of Yizhou City are here today, but Taishou He Yingming did not come to the city gate to greet him, I don't know what he means?"

Rong Zhao's footsteps were just about to step from behind the screen when he heard the voice of the night owl.

She stretched out half of her head to look at Xiao Junjue, only to see him leisurely pick up the tea cup and float away the green leaves floating on the upper layer.

He was dressed in white and shengxue, his slender fingers flicked the tea lid, took a sip of tea, and said slowly, looking at the posture and appearance, which made people think of the words "fairy posture, breeze and moon".

Rong Zhao stared at him intently, but did not say anything.

"What else can it mean? There are only two things, one is that he disdains to engage in this kind of formalism, and the other is that he wants to give this king a dismount. ”

Xiao Junjue put down the tea, "Have you seen this He Yingming, have you investigated his details?"

The night owl frowned and said: "He is very mysterious, his subordinates have been in a few days, and there is an endless stream of officials who come to visit, but he is the only one who has not handed over any prayers. His subordinates also inquired about him from the people, but for some reason, everyone kept silent about him. ”

Xiao Junjue's eyes flickered, "It seems that it's not that you don't say it, but you can't say it." Xuan Yi raised his eyebrows, "This king is really getting more and more curious about this person. ”

"Does the prince need to summon him tomorrow?"

"No, this king wants to know when he will be able to endure it and come to this king in person. ”

Compared with patience, you can also understand a person from the side.

Xiao Junjue explained some more things, and handed over the reorganization of the 20,000 horses he brought to the Night Owl and Nighthawk.

After the night owl left, Xiao Junjue spoke, "Come out." ”

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Rong Zhao, who only had half a small head poking out from behind the screen.

Rong Zhao pursed his lips and walked out slowly.

Her belly is nearly five months old, but it is larger than the average pregnant woman, and some people believe that it is six months.

Xiao Junjue was too busy to help, her cheeks were flushed from sleep, and there was still residual warmth when she touched it, "Enough sleep?"

Rong Zhao glanced at him, "I haven't eaten two meals, you don't want people to wake me up, you want to starve me to death?"

Xiao Junjue helped her sit down and took a goose feather mat for her to put under her buttocks. Rong Zhao watched his move and commented very reluctantly.

It's considerate.

"How dare you starve? I'm not afraid to disturb your sleep, I'll let someone prepare now. In front of Rong Zhao, Xiao Junjue could only bow down and be small, and waited carefully.

Rong Zhao snorted and said, "I'll starve to death when you wait." ”

Xiao Junjue pursed her lips and pinched Rong Zhao's chin, "Don't say death." ”

Rong Zhao disagreed, "Are you still afraid of death?" she stared at Xiao Junjue, "What? are you afraid of death?"

Xiao Junjue's fingers rubbed the skin of her jaw thinly, delicate and smooth, with a peeled egg.

He stared at her with burning eyes, and said deeply: "I wasn't afraid before, but now I'm afraid, for you, I can't die." ”

Rong Zhao's heart trembled, and the fingers that touched her face seemed to bring fire, and her heart was beating wildly.

Xiao Junjue stroked her cheek, and suddenly, her body leaned in her direction.

Seeing Xiao Junjue's face getting closer and closer to herself, she became short of breath, her eyes fell on his lips, this was the first time she looked at his lips seriously, thin and a little sharp, faint pink, unlike her lips that were fleshy and red, but with an indescribable temptation.

Rong Zhao's heart was tightened, her palms were slowly clenched and twisted gently, she didn't know what words to use to describe her mood at the moment, but she didn't understand it, as if she was vaguely looking forward to something in her heart.

I thought Xiao Junjue was going to kiss her, but what she didn't expect, the lips were not on her lips, but on her ears and sniffed.

"It's a different flavor than yesterday. He said this.

Rong Zhao's heart fell in an instant, with a strong sense of loss, she pushed Xiao Junjue with her elbow, and said angrily: "Dog nose, I'm hungry, eat!"

Xiao Junjue didn't know where she offended Rong Zhao, one night she didn't have a nose or a face to him, and she didn't even go to bed when he licked his second skin face when he slept.

Maybe the temper of a pregnant woman is so weird, like a child, crying and laughing.

What can he do, he has to endure it like this, thunder, rain and dew, all of them are lady's grace.

Because he didn't eat two meals, and he was angry, Rong Zhao turned his grief and anger into food, and drank three bowls of mutton soup. After drinking, she was actually uncomfortable, but she took care of her face, could she let Xiao Junjue say that she was full of food?

This time I accumulated food, and in the middle of the night I began to toss, "whoosh" vomiting, until I vomited at night, and my stomach was empty before I felt comfortable.

Maybe it's a disaster, just about to fall asleep again, her legs cramped again, her legs and stomach seemed to spin, and she screamed in pain.

Xiao Junjue comforted her while rubbing her legs. Her calves were thin and didn't fit in the palm of his hand.

Xiao Junjue's comfort worked very well, and the pain in her heart disappeared after a while, but the numb and crispy pain did not disappear soon.

Rong Zhao was afraid to pump again, and he didn't even dare to move, so he kept asking Xiao Junjue to rub her legs.

She was lying on the bed, looking at Xiao Junjue who was kneeling beside her and gently rubbing her legs, she had a strange feeling in her heart, as if there was a fire frame in her heart, and her heart was roasting on the fire rack, warm.

"Xiao Junjue. She called.

Xiao Junjue raised her head, looked at her, and smiled slightly, "Huh?"

The smile came like a spring breeze, and the flames on the fire frame were even higher, Rong Zhao swallowed his throat, and wanted to say thank you to him, but he couldn't wipe his face, so he was embarrassed to say.

But he said: "Don't think that I will thank you for doing this, I have worked hard to give you a child and suffer, you should do these things." ”

She kicked her other leg into Xiao Junjue's arms, "There is still this leg." ”

Xiao Junjue put both of Rong Zhao's legs on his legs, held one in one hand, and rubbed the two legs together, "I don't dare to ask for credit, these are what I should do, if I can, I really hope that I will suffer all these hardships alone." ”

Rong Zhao froze, she looked deeply at Xiao Junjue, this man regarded her legs as if they were treasures, carefully kicked them in his arms, and gently rubbed them.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't feel the slightest hardship, but it made people think that he was enjoying it.

Rong Zhao's heart bloomed, and when he listened carefully, there was the sound of petals blooming.

For the first time, she felt that this man seemed to be treating her well.

The first time it wasn't because she felt that she was pregnant with his child that she was good to her.

The pregnant woman was drowsy, and under Xiao Junjue's gentle kneading, Rong Zhao gradually fell asleep. After tossing and turning for half the night, it finally quieted down.

Xiao Junjue covered the quilt for her and looked at her quietly for a long time.

His caress against her high bulging belly was much bigger than the last time he touched it.

He leaned down, his face lightly pressed against Rong Zhao's stomach, quietly listening to the movements inside, and greeting a few words like the child inside.

told him not to make trouble, to stay in the belly of the concubine peacefully, and not to let the concubine work.

In fact, there was no sound, but Xiao Junjue felt that he heard the child's heartbeat, so hard, as if he was responding to him.

It was their first night in Yizhou, so peaceful and so reassuring.

Xiao Junjue didn't know that although his voice was very small, Rong Zhao in his sleep heard his voice in a trance.

The crystal tear slipped down the corner of his eye, damp the pillow, only the size of a soybean grain.

A spirit, Rong Zhao suddenly woke up, she seemed to have a dream, a dream that did not belong to her. She couldn't remember what was in her dream anyway, and only vaguely remembered that there was a man and a woman who loved each other deeply.

She couldn't see their faces clearly, but they were so familiar, she touched the corners of her eyes, how could she shed tears?