In the Fengqi Palace of Nuoda, only the magpie, Xinping, Qingdai and Shisu are guarded in the outer hall, so it is slightly deserted. At the request of Mu Zhiyu, the decoration in the dormitory is quiet and elegant, and the cumbersome unnecessary furnishings are removed, which looks elegant and elegant.

In the inner hall, a phoenix couch hung with a bright yellow gauze tent is placed in the center of the innermost, on which a good gold silk quilt is placed, and a pair of golden embroidered pillows embroidered with dragon and phoenix Chengxiang lie quietly at the head of the bed. Not far in front of the phoenix couch, there was a hammock hanging on the right, and Mu Zhiyu was lying on it at the moment and closed his eyes to rest.

A bright yellow majestic figure suddenly appeared in the Fengqi Palace, Xinping and the others hurriedly knelt down to greet him, "The Emperor's ......"

Murong Lingche interrupted their kneeling with a wave of his hand, motioned for them to remain silent, and asked in a low voice, "What about the queen?" ”

"Back to the emperor, the queen is resting in the inner hall."

"Stand down." After finishing speaking, he walked lightly into the dormitory. Xinping and the others stood up with their heads bowed and slowly retreated.

As soon as Murong Lingche entered the inner hall, he saw the corner of the bright yellow phoenix robe floating down the hammock at random, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and the next moment he flew up and landed firmly on her side.

The wide phoenix robe wrapped her body tightly, making her more and more petite, peerless face, delicate and small facial features, fair and silky skin, seductive red lips, every part of her body was deeply attracted to him. The corners of his lips hooked slightly, and he leaned down, but someone who just wanted to steal a sip of incense was kicked off the hammock by surprise.

The legs were slightly hooked, spun in mid-air, and flew up steadily, and then looked at Mu Zhiyu with some grievances, and called softly: "Yu'er......"

Mu Zhiyu sat up slowly, took off the phoenix crown on his head and threw it away, and then landed firmly on the makeup, and then looked at Murong Lingche with fluttering eyes, squinting slightly and staring at him quietly.

Murong Lingche was a little speechless, sighed lightly, stretched out his arm and wanted to hold her in his arms, but he jumped into the air, looked up, she was sitting on the beam of the room and looked down at him, and suddenly said: "Say it." ”

"Yu'er, will you come down first? I know that you are angry with me because of the matter of Duanmu Dance, so I threw the Minister of Deliberation to Yu, just to come and make it clear to you as soon as possible. ”

Mu Zhiyu had a hidden smile in his eyes, his somewhat helpless look made the unhappiness in her heart disappear suddenly, and then I heard that he even pushed the government, and when she saw that she was unhappy, she immediately ran over, and couldn't help frowning slightly, will she be said to be a red face and a disaster, and the demon queen will be in chaos?

But the smile on the corner of her mouth can't hide the sweetness and happiness in her heart, what does other people's opinions have to do with her? Anyway, there will always be Che covering her!

He opened his arms, leaned over to look at him, and pouted and pretended to be coquettish: "You follow me below!" As he spoke, he unloaded all his light skills, and the whole person went down towards Murong Ling Che.

Murong Lingche hurriedly stretched out his arm to catch her steadily, and then hugged her tightly in his arms, his tone was a little reproachful but full of pampering: "Naughty ghost." I don't use any light work, what if I don't catch you and hurt myself. ”

Mu Zhiyu shook his head and rubbed it in his arms, then looked up at him and smiled: "Because I believe you will be able to catch me." As I believe, no matter what happens, you will hold me up. ”

Murong Lingche looked at her affectionately, and the next moment he hugged her tightly in his arms, stroked her hair with his hand, and said softly: "Yu'er, thank you for your undoubted trust in me. In this life, forever, I will protect you and give you the happiness you want. ”

"Then tell me now what is going on with you and that little county lord." Mu Zhiyu was moved and happy, but he didn't forget to mention the right thing, he came out of his arms, raised his head and pouted, his eyes narrowed slightly, if his answer made her dissatisfied, hum, she immediately kicked him down, and didn't want to go to her bed again!

Murong Ling Che sighed invisibly, a wicked smile on the corner of her mouth, and her fingertips flicked her forehead, deliberately teasing, "How can I smell a sour smell?" ”

Mu Zhiyu raised his hand and ravaged his handsome face, pinching and twisting his body, but he was still indifferent, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, secretly rolling his eyes, and finally with a straight face, he shouted seriously: "Murong Lingche." ”

"Huh?" Raise the corners of your eyebrows lightly, and answer lazily.

"Do you want to sleep in the study?"

Murong Lingche's face immediately changed, and he hurriedly flattered: "Yu'er, I'll just say, don't let me stay alone in the empty room." ”

"Hmph......" Mu Zhiyu turned away from him.

Murong Lingche hugged her from behind, buried his head in her neck and rubbed lightly, his magnetic deep voice was hoarse and very seductive, "Yu'er, I want to ......"

Mu Zhiyu's body flashed with a shudder, his face couldn't help but turn red, he turned around suddenly, lightly picked up his chin with his right hand, poked his chest with his left hand, and pushed him down on the hammock with a push, his body pressed up softly, a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "What do you want?" Come on, give me a ...... smile."

Murong Lingche's forehead was tightly protruding, obviously suppressing the bathing fire, his big hand caressed her waist, the corners of his mouth were evil, and his voice was hoarse and charming: "Little girl, the master's smile is hard to buy, you will have to serve it well for a while." ”

After that, she turned over and pressed her underneath, and just wanted to lean over her lips, but her hands covered her mouth, only to see her smile with a bewitching face and some bad meaning, and suddenly raised her leg and almost kicked him off the hammock.

Then he got up leisurely and slowly tugged up the shirt that had slipped a little on his shoulder, but Murong Lingche could only helplessly look at her bare collarbone and swallow saliva, it seems that if he doesn't make it clear today, he is destined not to eat his cute little wife.

Slowly rubbed beside her, smiling innocently, very charming, "Yu'er, my husband knows that you are eating, so that my husband is happy and happy......" There was a faint evil light behind the peach blossom smile between his eyebrows, and he secretly thought that when he finished speaking, he would definitely shake up his husband and punish her well.

Without waiting for Mu Zhiyu's next move, he honestly and briefly described the acquaintance between him and Duanmu Wu.

Eleven years ago, Murong Lingche's reputation as a young god of war had spread throughout the Qianxu Continent, when he led his troops to clear the Liukou in the northwest, and had been stationed in Prince Jing's fiefdom Maocheng for a period of time, and it was then that he met Duanmu Wu.

Murong Lingche was fifteen years old that year, and Duanmu Wu was only six years old. Duanmu Wu is Prince Jing's favorite little county lord, and has always admired Murong Lingche, who became the god of war at a young age, and when he learned that he was stationed in Maocheng, he went to the military camp all day long to follow him.

He was indifferent, he never gave her a good face, and even ordered Ling Feng not to let her enter the barracks again in the future, but she still insisted on sneaking in by all means, just to be able to see him all day long.

Later, because of that serious illness, she had to be sent to the nunnery to recuperate, and at that time, it was also the time when King Ling's army left. She didn't see him again before leaving, and the goodbye was at the new emperor's enthronement ceremony eleven years later.

Mu Zhiyu raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "That's it?" ”

Murong Lingche couldn't laugh a little, and took advantage of the situation to grab her shoulder, "That's it." Yu'er, I have nothing to do with her as a husband. ”

"A little girl, who has been remembering you since she was six years old, are you really indifferent?" Wickedly smiled, tilted his head and picked his chin and asked.

"My heart never really beat before I met you. Yu'er, only you are the magic obstacle that I can't do in this life. He looked at her with his eyes down, affectionate and lingering. (To be continued.) )