Zhao Furong was slightly surprised, no wonder Xiaohuzi left directly, it turned out that this person was pretending.

Mao Mingxuan glanced at the food on the table and said, "Madame, would you like to accompany her husband to use some more?" I just drank and didn't eat. ”

Zhao Furong was shocked to realize that Mao Mingxuan's name for her had changed. In the past, he called her Miss Zhao, but now, he calls her Mrs.

Her face began to get hot again, but looking at Mao Mingxuan's smiling eyes, she subconsciously nodded.

The two sat down at the table, and Zhao Furong took a bowl and put it in front of Mao Mingxuan.

"Thank you, ma'am." Mao Mingxuan said. He found himself liking the title. From the first sound, he screamed incredibly. It's like that's how it should be.

Zhao Furong blushed, lowered her head to drink her porridge, and couldn't help but look up at Mao Mingxuan. This is his husband, the one who wants to spend his life together. How many girls in Yangzhou City want a husband, and now it is hers.

"What is Madame looking at?" Mao Mingxuan suddenly raised his head, looked at Zhao Furong and smiled slightly, and said, "Is there something on your husband's face?" ”

"No, no." Zhao Furong didn't expect to be found by peeking, and buried her head lower.

Mao Mingxuan sighed lightly, put down the spoon in his hand, and said softly: "Madame should know that except for Tongtong, I have never gotten along too much with the woman next to me. There are no girls around to get through the room. So, how you and I get along, I'm also learning. If Madame has any thoughts, please speak directly, lest I not be able to understand what Madame thinks. ”

Zhao Furong was stunned, what she said was heartfelt. The uneasiness in her heart was also soothed by these words. He is honest with each other, why is she afraid that the two will not get along?

Nodding, Zhao Furong said, "Husband, I know." If I have something inappropriate, please also ask my husband to tell me. ”

Mao Mingxuan laughed and said, "That's very good." ”

When Jasmine and Lamei came back, they were stunned when they saw the two of them talking and laughing at the table eating. Soon, the two maids reacted, and both smiled on their faces.

After supper, Mao Mingxuan was afraid that Zhao Furong would be shy, so he planned to ask Xiaohuzi to come in and serve him to freshen up. Who knew that although Zhao Furong's face was flushed, she still insisted on serving him in person.

"Then there's Mrs. Law." Mao Mingxuan said with a smile.

Zhao Furong lowered her eyes, didn't look at Mao Mingxuan, and stretched out her hand to unbutton Mao Mingxuan's clothes.

A faint fragrance wafted into his nose, Mao Mingxuan looked at the shy woman in front of him, his eyes darkened, and he only felt a heat rushing up from his lower abdomen. He subconsciously rolled his throat, and his white face was also dyed a little crimson.

The red candles by the window were flickering, and in the big red curtain, two hot bodies were entangled. From time to time, the woman's soft moans of pain and pleasure and the heavy breathing of the man could be heard.

Hibiscus warm tent, a room charming.

At dawn, a magpie made a crisp call from the branches outside the window. In the bed tent, Mao Mingxuan opened his eyes on time as usual.

The red curtain made him in a trance for a moment, and the soft delicate body in his arms reminded him of the sweetness of last night. Looking sideways, Zhao Furong was still asleep, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of her mouth.

A smile gathered in Mao Mingxuan's eyes, and he lowered his head and dropped a kiss on Zhao Furong's forehead.

Last night was the first time, he was in a hurry, and Zhao Furong was also at a loss. Although I had studied the booklet beforehand, it was not as good as actual combat. He has always been steadfast, and he can't wait to find a hole to get into.

Fortunately, Fleur is considerate, and in the end, it is finally getting better.

With a sigh, Zhao Furong opened her eyes, and it was Mao Mingxuan's smile that fell into her eyes.

"Husband." She screamed, and her face was already red.

"Are you sleeping well?" Mao Mingxuan's voice was a little lazy and hoarse.

Zhao Furong nodded lightly and moved to get ready, but frowned. The waist and limbs are sore, and there is still some swelling and pain there. All this reminds her that she is already a bride today.

"I'll get up first, Fleur can lie down a little longer." Mao Mingxuan said.

Last night, in the first bed, he inadvertently called her maiden name, which showed more intimacy.

"No, you don't." Zhao Furong said hurriedly. I have to go to serve tea to my in-laws later, but I can't be too late.

Mao Mingxuan also knew what she was thinking, so he didn't insist. I just gave her a hand when she got up.

The little couple here are affectionate and loving, you love me, and Mao Tongtong has already set off on the way back to Beijing.

The carriage was wobbly and drowsy. Mao Tongtong half leaned, but what he was thinking about was the scene of meeting Badama the day before leaving.

The **** returned from riding a horse with the eighth master, and the little eunuch who was guarding outside the camp tent said that Princess Lotus was invited. She thought that she was about to see that the parting was imminent, and that Badama was going to say a few words to her, so she went alone. Unexpectedly, he saw that Badama's eyes were red and his face was sad.

She also joked at the time, laughing at Badama's reluctance to be the tenth master. Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Badama shed tears, and she was immediately startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her.

Although the emperor has never given marriage, Badama visits the tenth master every day, and everyone thinks that these two will be a couple. Even if we are separated, we will see each other again soon.

But Badama cried and said, the tenth master himself said that he would not marry her now. This surprised Mao Tongtong.

She had heard from the eighth master that the tenth master liked Badama. Now that Badama is willing, why did the Tenth Master regret it?

But when she heard what happened to Badama, she couldn't help but admire the tenth master. Staying calm in such a situation, this legendary straw bag doesn't really seem to be useless. Thinking that after the fourth master ascended the throne in history, the tenth master was considered to be a relatively good one, so that people felt that he was a little wise and foolish.

At this time, she could understand Badama's sadness. But she is still on the side of the tenth master. Instead of hastily deciding on the marriage, it is better to calm down for some time separately. The left and right are still young, and they really have to be hearted, and it is not impossible to let Kangxi marry after a year and a half.

Fortunately, Badama is a person who can listen to persuasion, and she is good at talking, which can be regarded as making her show her face. Because of this, Badama gave her a jade pendant, saying that he sincerely regarded her as a friend.

I thought this trip to the grassland was easy. It is to look at the grassland scenery, eat grassland food, and then talk about love and love with the eighth master. As a result, he was confronted by the assassin first, which made people panic; Later, Chen Ruyu blocked the sword for the prince, and after she went to visit, she eased the relationship between the two; In the end, he cast the eye of Badama, and was stunned that there was an extra Mongolian princess as a friend. By the way, there is also a thorn in the side of a jealous super-strong personality.

Now that I think about it, this trip is quite rich.