"Your Majesty?"

Fang Xiu looked at the two of them and called softly.

Lin Wan'er was startled, and stood up meaningfully, standing in place helplessly, still holding a pair of black stockings in her hand.

Wu Mingkong's pretty face turned red, and he sat on the dragon chair, and a pair of jade legs subconsciously put together.

Fang Xiu looked suspicious and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Ahem......"

Wu Mingkong coughed twice, hiding his weakness, and pretended to say, "It's nothing." ”

Seeing this, Fang Xiu became even more suspicious, and opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

Seeing this, Wu Mingkong hurriedly interrupted:

"I heard that you have a gift for me, can I take a look?"

Fang Xiu thought for a moment, took out the prepared gift from his arms, and handed it to the little empress.

"This is a glass mirror customized by the minister for His Majesty, please take a look at it."

Wu Mingkong stretched out his hand to take the glass mirror, held it in his hand, and only glanced at it, and his eyes showed surprise.

The palm-sized glass mirror, with a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon carved on the back, gives people a sense of grace and luxury.

Turn it over.

The mirror surface is clear and flawless, and it is several times clearer than the bronze mirror in the palace!

Wu Mingkong looked at the fair and flawless face in the mirror in a daze, and his eyes showed a flickering color.

After a while, she suddenly smiled, raised her eyebrows, and said proudly:

"I know that my face without powder is also a gesture of alluring the country and the city."

When Fang Xiu heard this, he was noncommittal.

Wu Mingkong looked at the glass mirror shamelessly.

After a while, he let out another exclamation:

"Such a sinking fish and geese, closing the moon and embarrassing flowers, I can't help but be moved when I see it myself."

The voice fell.

Fang Xiu finally couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, it's almost there." ”

Wu Mingkong gave him a roll of his eyes and snorted, "Isn't what I said wrong?" ”

Fang Xiu said: "Your Majesty is the most beautiful woman in the world, and no word can describe Your Majesty's beauty. ”

Wu Mingkong's face was slightly red, he snorted, and looked at the glass mirror in his hand again.

After a while, she seemed to have thought of something, looked at Fang Xiu, and asked curiously:

"Can you let the workshop fire a larger glass mirror to replace the bronze mirror in the palace?"

Fang Xiu nodded and said, "The minister's mansion has it, and he will send someone to His Majesty tomorrow." ”

Wu Mingkong said "um", was silent for a moment, and said softly:

"You shouldn't just send a glass mirror when you enter the palace at this time, right?"

Fang Xiudao: "The minister also wants to tell His Majesty one thing, today, the minister held a glass exhibition in the south of the city, and sold all the hoarded glass, a total of more than seven million taels, this silver, the minister plans to use all of it to expand the new army." ”

Wu Mingkong nodded and said, "I know." ”

After speaking, the big watery eyes blinked, and asked again, "Is there anything else?" ”

Fang Xiu was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "The minister does have something to ask Your Majesty." ”

Wu Mingkong originally thought that he would take advantage of this time to make great achievements and make some excessive demands.

Even mentally prepared for this.

However, at this moment, I saw Fang Xiu's expression.

It dawned on her that the situation might not be what she had imagined.

"What is there to make this bold traitor look like he wants to say something!"

Wu Mingkong's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and he fell into thought.

In just a moment, she seemed to understand something, her long eyelashes trembled a few times, she looked at Fang Xiu, and asked:

"Do you want to marry Li Yingyue early?"

Hearing this question, Fang Xiu raised his eyes to look at her, his expression was serious, and he said in a deep voice:

"After all, this matter involves the royal family of the Zhou State, if you want to be justified, three books and six ceremonies are indispensable, from Chang'an to Jinnan ......"

The words are not finished yet.

Wu Mingkong opened his mouth to interrupt:

"Needless to say, I understand."

The little empress looked at Fang Xiu, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Actually, I also have this intention, since I have decided to fight the Zhou State after the beginning of spring, your identity as a concubine of the Zhou State will naturally be confirmed as soon as possible." ”

Speaking of this, she thought for a moment, and after a moment raised her eyes and asked:

"In this way, the day of marriage is set in the ugly month Bingyin, how about it?"

Before Fang Xiu could speak, she said to herself:

"A month in the middle should be enough to prepare."

"I remember that geese are used when harvesting, and this season, it's really not easy to find."

"In this way, I ordered the Ministry of Rites to send someone to Wu to buy two, and send them over quickly, it should be in time."

"There is also a dowry, you are my prime minister, and you must not be inferior in this regard."

"I know that there are a lot of treasures in Xiangguo Mansion, but compared with the palace, it must still be inferior, I will take time another day, help you pick one, and see which ones are suitable ......"

The little empress talked endlessly, with a surging smile on her face from beginning to end.

Fang Xiu looked at her and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

After hesitating for a moment, he walked up to her, stretched out his hand to take her in his arms, and said softly:

"The wedding between Chen and Li Yingyue is just a process."

"There is only one lady in the minister's heart."

As soon as the words fell.

The little empress broke free from his arms, spat it, and said angrily:

"Phew! Who's going to be your lady! ”

Fang Xiu looked at her, raised his eyebrows, and chuckled: "If Your Majesty is unwilling, then the minister will die alone." ”

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Wu Mingkong could naturally understand the meaning of his words, his pretty face was slightly red, and he muttered in a low voice:

"I don't want to hear you say that."

Seeing her delicate and lovely appearance, Fang Xiu felt a wave of emotion in his heart, and once again reached out to hold her in his arms, attached himself to her ear, and said softly:

"It's late at night, and the minister stays with Your Majesty tonight, okay?"

The scorching exhalation hit the delicate earlobe, making the little empress's delicate body tremble.

Wu Mingkong bit his red lip, holding on not to be soft in his arms, still maintaining clarity in his mind, and said angrily: "You want to be beautiful!" ”

Fang Xiu hugged her slender waist and said softly:

"Your Majesty is tired of standing, the minister will massage Your Majesty for a while."

With that, he sat down on the dragon chair and hugged her on his lap.

Side.

Seeing this, Lin Wan'er's eyes widened, she wanted to say something, but she hesitated for a while, but she didn't open her mouth after all.

As for the little empress, she didn't realize that it was inappropriate for Fang Xiu to sit on the dragon chair.

Just biting his lip, struggling with whether to refuse.

As soon as he thought that Fang Xiu was going to help him rub his legs, he had a strange feeling that came up from the bottom of his heart.

In particular, last time there was a black silk separated by a black thread, but this time, one leg is empty.

She really wanted to say to Fang Xiu: Men and women don't kiss, I don't want you to massage.

But once they all hugged each other and kissed a stick of incense, it seems too hypocritical to say this at this time.

Of course, that's not the point.

The point is......

She really couldn't resist, and Fang Xiu massaged her.

Just when her heart was pounding.

Fang Xiu's gentle voice came from his ears.

"Your Majesty, can you begin?"

Wu Mingkong bit his red lip and did not speak.

The absence of rejection says it all.

The corners of Fang Xiu's mouth hooked into a smile, stretched out his hand, and gently held Wu Mingkong's stocking feet.

The palm of your hand can clearly feel the delicate and silky touch.

Maybe it's not ready, maybe it's not adapting, or maybe it's just nervousness.

Fang Xiu could clearly feel that the little empress's body was a little stiff.

"Relax."

Fang Xiu said, pinching his little feet, and going all the way up, there were calves covered with black silk.

Pinch for a moment to help her relax her muscles.

After that, reach out and hold the other little foot and repeat the process.

Only this time, the calf is exposed, and the touch is very different from Fangcai, more delicate and tender.

Massage back and forth like this.

Wu Mingkong subconsciously closed his eyes, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

To be honest, the feeling of this massage gives her a very strange and subtle feeling.

My body became a little weak.

I don't know how long it took.

Fang Xiu squeezed his palm lightly, and clearly felt that Wu Mingkong's body had become a little stiff.

"Your Majesty?"

Fang Xiu called softly, his hand like a loach, slowly moving upward.

Side.

Lin Wan'er's watery eyes looked at everything that happened in front of her, and she had an urge to escape from here.

But the duties of the personal maid made her stop again, stand in place, and subconsciously swallow her saliva.

The dragon robe was pulled up little by little.

Suddenly, Wu Mingkong had the strength to hold Fang Xiu's hand and stop his movements.

Fang Xiu looked down.

Wu Mingkong's eyes were still tightly closed, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said in a somewhat trembling voice:

"It's not early, Fang Xiang should go back early."

"Your Majesty."

Fang Xiu wanted to say something.

Wu Mingkong gritted his teeth and said firmly:

"Go back."

Fang Xiu looked at this ruddy and beautiful face, his eyes sank, and he wanted to say something.

The corners of Wu Mingkong's eyes were full of tears, a little moist.

She slowly opened her eyes, looked at Fang Xiu in front of her, bit her lip, and said in a low voice:

"You promised me."

The voice trembled, and Chu Chu was pitiful.

I really feel sorry for me.

After getting comfortable, I don't admit it.

Fang Xiu took a deep breath, stared at the little empress, and said in a low voice:

"It's okay to let the minister go back, call Dad."

Wu Mingkong's pretty instantly turned red, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't scream!" ”

"Hurry up!"

"Don't scream!"

"Good."

"Don't scream!"

The two tugged at each other for a while.

Wu Mingkong's face flushed, he bit his red lip, snuggled up to his chest, and called softly:

"Father."

Fang Xiu knew that for the little empress, being able to do this step was already her limit.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, kissed her on the face, and said:

"Your Majesty remembers that this time it is a debt to the minister."

With that, he placed her on the dragon chair.

"The minister retired."

Fang Xiuqiang endured the movement in his heart, took a deep look at her, and after saluting, turned around and left.

Wu Mingkong saw him salute, and his expression was a little strange.

It's all so light, and the etiquette of leaving has not been forgotten.

After Fang Xiu left.

Wu Mingkong subconsciously looked at the glass mirror on the table.

In the mirror, the beautiful face that captivated the country and the city was full of redness, and in a pair of eyes, the spring water did not disperse for a long time.

"Damn traitor!"

"Necrotic!"

Wu Mingkong recalled the feeling just now, his pretty face turned crimson, gritted his teeth, looked at Lin Wan'er, and ordered:

"Get ready."

"I'm going to bathe."