Song Ying'er was little blush, and hurriedly said: "It's better for Sister Xiao to accompany Your Highness, when will the concubine be ...... Both. ”

Seeing her lovely appearance, Xiao Xue couldn't help but smile and said, "Your Highness and I have been occupying it for several years, and now that you are out of the customs, if you don't let it to you, won't it seem that I am too domineering?"

Song Ying'er hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, how can the concubine think so much about Sister Xiao?"

Xiao Xue smiled lightly, walked to her side, took her little hand and patted it gently: "My good sister, Xiao Xue has never wanted to share my lover with anyone, but I know better that he not only belongs to me, but also to you." The love between you is not born in this life, but I am afraid that it was predestined a few lifetimes ago. What's more, after experiencing so many life and death tribulations, I regard you as myself. ”

Hearing Xiao Xue say this, Song Ying'er's eyes were red, and the gratitude in her heart was indescribable, Xiao Xue was born in a famous family in the Qin State and was a disciple of Xianmen, but she was an orphan, she grew up in Tsing Yi Fang since she was a child, and the identities and status of the two were very different, how could she not be moved when she heard such affectionate words?

Hearing that Xiao Xue was so numerous, Chu Yao nodded again and again on the side, muttering to herself: "My brother's vision is really good, Sister Xiao has the style of a queen, and the shadow is empathetic. ”

Seeing that Song Ying'er's tears were about to flow out, Xiao Xue's heart was also warm, and then she glared at Fang Ling and said, "If you dare to bully Sister Ying'er, I won't spare you." ”

The second daughter was so delicate, Fang Ling saw that his heart was itching, and when he heard Xiao Xue say this, he salivated and smiled: "Xue'er, if you don't worry, it's better for everyone to live together tonight." ”

Xiao Xue was annoyed for a moment when she heard this, and she glanced at him and said, "It's good that you didn't become the emperor, otherwise I'm afraid you will also be a faint monarch." ”

Fang Ling smiled, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, although the words just now blurted out, but as soon as he moved his mind, when he thought of the scene of the two women sharing the same bed and the jade body, even the spurting air seemed to be on fire.

Then, Xiao Xue and Chu Yao each chose two wooden houses in the distance, and Fang Ling took Song Ying'er's hand into the house.

Closing the door of the house and looking around, Fang Ling suddenly laughed, Song Ying'er blushed slightly, and when she saw him laughing, she couldn't help but be curious: "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Ling turned his head, gently hugged her waist, and said with a smile: "I just think back to many things in the past, I just feel that time flies so fast, as if I just met you in Blackwood City yesterday." ”

Song Ying'er smiled sweetly, and recalled with a blurred gaze: "Yes, it's really like yesterday, I am still a robbed woman, and Your Highness is still a merchant who disguised herself as a merchant who entered the city, if you knew at that time that you could follow Your Highness in this life, the concubine would not have murdered you viciously at that time." ”

Fang Ling laughed out loud, and hugged her up: "Ying'er, if you feel guilty, then compensate this king well." ”

Song Ying'er's little face was red with shame, but she stared at her lover boldly, and said softly and sweetly: "May Your Highness have mercy." ”

Fang Ling put the beauty on the □□, sat on the side, gently stroked her hair, and said apologetically: "It's a pity that there are no incense candles here, no wine, and no one to congratulate you, so I can't feel sorry for you if I let you be my woman like this." ”