Mo Wen was not surprised, took the soup as a matter of course, and brought it to Bailijing with his own hands. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Bailijing didn't answer, he held it up persistently, with a dazzling white silk scarf wrapped around one hand, standing beside her without saying a word, the whole person was like a cousin who had been snubbed, disgusted by his wife and refused to leave, he really didn't even have any dignity.

The housekeeper can't come to the side courtyard a few times a year, seeing this scene, I feel a little uncomfortable, no matter how cowardly and incompetent I am, I am also the eldest son of Xiangguo, and I met the emperor's daughter and even lost my dignity and face, but I know that the horse is not a good errand, and it is not appropriate.

Princess Jing doesn't drink, the eldest prince doesn't move, and they can't go, so they can only accompany the two of them to consume.

It took about a quarter of an hour, the eldest prince finally couldn't consume the waste, and coughed with his fist against his lips, as soon as he coughed, the soup spilled out, splashing himself, Bailijing finally turned his head to look at him, frowned and said, "Why are you still here?" She seemed to have forgotten about him.

Hearing this, as if frightened, Mo Wen's hand trembled, and the bowl somehow fell down, but there was a thick layer of soft grass and leaves on the ground, but it didn't break, but the soup was all spilled. His usual indisputable black eyes instantly dimmed, and he didn't dodge, he only looked at Baili Jing fixedly, and even the onlookers saw it, and there was a little moisture in his eyes, and he opened his mouth and shouted out two hoarse and ugly words: "Jing'er......"

That look is really like a discarded child, aggrieved like a frightened bird.

Bailijing has 10,000 emotions and moodiness, and Mo Wen only has one means to adapt to changes, but he will always be the one who has seized the initiative.

Although Bai Lijing's brows still didn't stretch, but he was somewhat in his eyes, at this time, she would probably only have some patience in the face of her sick husband, but as soon as she walked to Mo Wen's side, she was pulled by Mo Wen's arm and dragged into her arms, his head buried in the side of her neck, and hugged her tightly, for fear that she didn't want him, which made Bai Lijing a little painful.

Just when Bai Lijing wanted to comfort him, Mo Wen suddenly turned his head and bit her earlobe, a fine and dense light bite, as if a punishment, with a slight pain of numbness, Bai Lijing shrank her neck and withdrew from his embrace, looking up to find that Mo Wen had a pair of black eyes looking at her with resentment, her thin lips pursed and suspiciously slightly curled, like a child pouting angrily, without any need to explain the meaning of the apology.

This kind of ink question is really helpless.

Bailijing has no way at all, and she can't worry about him, what, Jing Xiaobai, you can try your best to hook him and get used to him, hug him when you want it, and push it away if you don't want it, don't you allow him to lose his temper and complain about you? What's more, he can't even say half a word of complaining, you are really capable, bullying a dumb person is addicted to bullying, and he doesn't owe you, you deserve to be played with this posture?

A group of girls and little girls even watched silently with the housekeeper, they had never seen this kind of eldest son, can he be a little more promising, they are all such big people...... However, no one expected that Princess Jing, who was still alive a moment ago, took the initiative to walk over, opened her arms and slowly hugged the eldest prince's waist, I don't know what she said in his arms, the eldest prince happily hugged her, probably no strength, trembling and barely standing firmly, but there was a little more brilliance in his eyes.

Bai Lijing said, bite lightly, I'm afraid of pain.

The gloom in Mo Wen's heart was really dissipated by her words, a heart was open, and she didn't have the slightest energy to act, she leaned over in front of everyone, bit her slightly open lips, and was still reluctant to bite hard, but found that her eyes were closed tightly, and her long eyelashes trembled lightly. The summer is hot, and the nature of the hooligan between the skin and skin can't be suppressed, Mo Wen's eyes have long changed, and he can't wait to eat her in this peach forest with deep grass and trees, but, in the end, the time is not right, Lin Cen's corpse is not cold, and there are those minions who don't have long eyes watching next to him. Alas, he had to sigh silently, he didn't struggle in love, he licked it if he couldn't eat it.

I wanted to carry her back to the side house, but his unhealed body should not be able to hold her, so he had no choice but to let her down, and when he pulled her hand, he found that the cocoon on her palm was thicker, and he wanted to say something but couldn't say anything, so he had to rub his fingers against her palm and rub it gently.

The two of them walked hand in hand to the depths of the peach forest as if no one was around, and the housekeeper hurriedly chased after him and said, "The eldest prince, the prime minister has ordered, if the soup is in line with your heart, Ming'er will send it again." ”

Mo Wen turned around, the navy blue brocade robe lined his whole person was as slender and straight as green bamboo, but his face was still pale and sickly, he smiled at the housekeeper and nodded lightly, without a flattered look, as if it was natural to send soup and medicine to serve him and serve him to please him, even if the other party was his old man.

"Yes, yes......" The butler replied as he stopped, confused.

After the housekeeper and the others left, Bai Lijing asked suspiciously: "Why did Zuo Xiang suddenly treat you so well?" I asked the doctor to send tonic soup again, did he find out with his conscience? ”

Mo Wen shook his head innocently, and wrote in the palm of her hand: "Actually, since you married me, he has treated me much better than before, so it can be seen that marrying you is my blessing." His eyes were serious, looking into her eyes from top to bottom, and wrote: "You may not believe it, at such an age, I never thought that I would meet you, which made me both happy and painful here......" He took her hand and pressed it on his heart, and his face was full of grievances, so that Bailijing could not avoid it: "The little madman who can't pull back ten horses stubbornly, what should you let me do?" ”

Mo Wen has been getting more and more inches in recent days, how can Bailijing's Taoism be able to catch up with him, she has already been coaxed by him to lose her temper, but she can't focus on these children's affections, her mind is very messy, and the only thing that can be said is: "Mo Wen, thank you for always being with me, thank you...... Good for me. ”

She lowered her head, Mo Wen couldn't see her face, so he stared at the top of her hair and squinted, he really wanted to rip off her brain, put himself in it, and drag out all the other irrelevant people and chop them up......

But if she has no feelings for those so-called irrelevant people, and can easily be discarded, how can he hope to occupy a place in her heart? It was precisely because of the rarity that he wanted it more and more.

After figuring it out, Mo Wen was not annoyed at all, and sincerely added another fire to her palm: "I said that my people and my heart are yours, and of course I should accompany you, and it would be too much for you to thank you......"

When no one can enter her heart, only this sick seedling can still squeeze on the wall of her heart day after day, even if she can't remember his rhetoric, she will always remember his ubiquitous company.

……

Emperor Jingyuan has been restless after issuing an edict to the Beijun Mansion, and he can't be told to sleep peacefully anywhere in the palace, so he got up from the bed in Xianfu Palace in the middle of the night, put on his clothes and walked out, and Ren Li Guifei didn't look back at how he called him behind him.

A group of eunuchs and palace maids followed, and they were not allowed to lift, and their steps were hurried, only in one direction-

Weiyang Palace.

The first quarter moon hung on the palace, and the palace was cold and silent, with teams of Praetorian Guards patrolling back and forth. Emperor Jingyuan stepped up the long steps of Weiyang Palace, and no one was allowed to report it. Entering the palace, a group of palace maids and eunuchs were frightened and hurriedly knelt down to ask for peace, Emperor Jingyuan raised his hand to let them out, and Queen Situ's personal palace maid whispered: "Your Majesty, Niangniang has not slept well these days, and she just slept with the smell of tranquility, I am afraid that she will snub Your Majesty." ”

Emperor Jing Yuan listened, didn't say anything, opened the curtain and went in.

An Shenxiang really has some effect, he has stood next to her bed for a long time, she has never found it, she still sleeps very soundly, she has been in the palace for a long time all these years, and the vigilance of being a female general in the past has been exhausted, if it was changed to the past, she is afraid that she would have stabbed her with a sword a long time ago, if she didn't want to, who could get close to her?

Seeing her there, the Nine Fives in bright yellow clothes finally let go of their hearts.

The dormitory was large and empty, and it was a little cold after standing for a long time, Emperor Jing Yuan lifted the thin bed curtain, hesitated slightly, and sat down on the edge of the bed. Situ Shan is used to being domineering, and he is used to sleeping alone, obviously there is a big bed, but she occupies most of it alone, and it took him a lot of effort to reluctantly lie down on his side, next to her.

Such...... Don't be afraid.

No one can take her away.

Unless it runs over him.

He stared at her sleeping face, and his body would not dare to touch her from a distance of two inches.

The night was quiet, and Situ Shan, who was asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, Emperor Jingyuan's body stiffened, and he didn't know how to explain it, but Situ Shan was not surprised, she turned over and faced inside, and at the same time gave up half of her position behind her back, without saying a word.

Emperor Jing Yuan looked at her back, moved his head into the bed, pulled the thin quilt next to his feet and covered her body, and explained casually: "I'm afraid of arguing with you, so ...... Didn't make a sound. ”

The voice and breathing were in his ears, so gentle that he was not as gentle as usual, Situ Shan did not brush his courtesy, still maintained a posture with his back to him, and asked, "Why can't you sleep in the middle of the night?" ”

Obviously there are a thousand words, but his mouth is very clumsy at this time, and the whole person sticks over and hugs her from behind, and he says, "I want to come and see you." ”

With that, both of them fell silent.

He didn't tell her, he just dreamed that she followed Han Xing, in the dream he couldn't see Han Xing's appearance clearly, but he clearly saw her happy and smiling expression, as if he had returned to more than 20 years ago, and woke up in a frightened sweat, anxious and empty in his heart, and panicked.

After being silent for a while, Emperor Jingyuan said quietly: "Shan'er, the Turks have gone south again......

“…… Well. Situ Shan replied, as lightly as a whisper.

"This time, it's a battlefield from the North County Mansion, you say...... Han Xing, what will he do? ”

Situ Shan opened his eyes.

For many years, I had not heard anyone call out the man's name in its entirety, and the world called him King Jinyang, and they may not have met for many years, and they didn't even know how many concubines he had and how many children he had, but he kept telling her that she was not at peace, and in the midnight dream recalled his tearful eyes, and then saw his son's face that was too similar to his, and what he had done, and the hatred rose and rose like crazy.

Bai Liyao will never be able to change the villain's face, she is weak and resentful, but she doesn't let him get his way, Situ Shan raised her mocking look and poked a few holes in Bai Liyao's heart in the dark: "What are you afraid of?" You are a king, he is a minister, even if his family is ruined, he must ensure that the country of Baili is forever. ”

Emperor Jing Yuan's jealousy rose again, and his arm tightened more and more: "You said I was afraid of him?!" ”

Before he asked, Situ Shan smiled lightly, and Emperor Jing Yuan suddenly had nothing to say......

How not to be afraid? As long as Han Xing doesn't die for a day, there won't be a day when he won't be afraid.

The dispute stopped, the gauze tent was quiet again, Emperor Jing Yuan smelled the soothing incense on the end of his nose, and held the iron and stone heart in his arms, but some words were held back and could not be said - he had never been afraid of Han Xing, only afraid that she would leave him, in front of her, he was so trembling and worried about gains and losses, but unfortunately, she never cared......

……

On May 12, on the fifth day of the Turkic southward attack, the Beijun Mansion sent a handwritten letter from Han Xing, the king of Jinyang, which said that after years of severe drought, the three prefectures of Ji, Qing and Youzhou were not connected, and the lives of the border soldiers were in danger, and they urgently needed the supply of grain and grass from the imperial court.

As soon as the news was announced, the court was in an uproar, Emperor Jing Yuan clenched the fold in his hand, looked around at the courtiers, and asked with patience: "According to what King Jinyang said in his letter, what are your countermeasures?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Uncle Li took the lead and said: "Back to Your Majesty, since there is a shortage of grain and grass, you can increase the taxes of the three northern states, and when the country is in trouble, the people should naturally give full support, so that you can also save the trouble of long-distance transportation of grain and grass." ”

"Fart!" Yang Hong, the secretary of the ministry, openly burst into foul language: "Uncle Li's words are simply rebellious!" There is a great drought in the three states, and the people are not able to make a living, if the tax is increased at this time to support the border war, how will the people think of my great rejuvenation? How can I win the trust of the people? Do you have to destroy my foundation that has been prosperous for more than 100 years? Uncle Li Guo, as an important minister of the imperial court, actually issued such a fallacy, and Weichen begged His Majesty to punish him heavily! ”

"Your Majesty, old minister......" Uncle Li Guo was awakened by this accusation, and he was so busy that he didn't dare to squeak. Li Shu stood at the back of the queue, seeing that his old man was criticized, his face was also quite ashamed, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, when will the limelight be changed?

Emperor Jing Yuan obviously didn't have the heart to ask the teacher, and after listening to Yang Hong's accusation, he followed him and asked, "Then what is Lord Yang's opinion?" ”

Yang Hong saw that Uncle Li Guo was not pleasing to the eye before he came out to accuse, and then bowed down to apologize and told the truth: "Weichen hasn't come up with it yet." ”

There was a sudden silence in the court.

The courtiers were helpless, and none of them wanted Emperor Jingyuan to look at them, and they all lowered their heads. Emperor Jing Yuan calmed down and looked around at everyone, and finally stopped his gaze on Han Ye: "Fallen horse, what do you think of this matter?" ”