"I want to take you to the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun?"

Somehow, a lyric suddenly appeared in Fang Xiu's mind.

Turning her head to look at Wu Mingkong, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her delicate face showed a yearning look.

Fang Xiu swallowed back what he wanted to say, held her little hand, and said in a gentle tone: "It won't be long before the minister can send His Majesty to heaven." ”

It always sounds a little strange, but I can't say anything strange.

Wu Mingkong glanced at Fang Xiu, stretched out his hand and pinched his waist, and snorted, "I'm talking nonsense again." ”

At this moment, Fang Xiu also tasted the grievance of being misunderstood.

He pinched the empress's little face, and said angrily: "Who said back then that you believe in Fang Xiu unconditionally?" ”

The empress didn't answer, she just hugged Fang Xiu's arm with her backhand, and she was about to catch her mouth with a whimper.

Fortunately, Fang Xiu's eyes were quick and he pulled his arm back.

Wu Mingkong found an effective way to fight back, and snorted: "Don't bully me in the future, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

“......”

Fang Xiu was speechless.

Wu Mingkong looked at him, remembered what he said just now, and replied: "I believe in you unconditionally, but I can't believe what you say, you still say that you are an immortal, and I haven't seen your means of moving mountains and reclamation." ”

Fang Xiu really couldn't refute this sentence, thought about it, and said, "Although the minister can't move mountains and reclaim the sea, there is no problem in sending His Majesty to the sky." ”

This is said with an oath, not like a joke.

Wu Mingkong glanced Fang Xiu up and down, with a suspicious look on his face:

"You said send me to heaven, is it serious?"

“......”

Fang Xiu was silent for a moment and asked, "Is there a difference between the heavens and the unserious?" ”

Wu Mingkong's face was slightly red, he rolled his eyes, and did not answer, seeing Fang Xiu with a smile on his face, he felt annoyed again, and stepped on him fiercely, and snorted: "I know that I am molesting me all the time, and I am about to be as marginal as you." ”

After speaking, he didn't bother to pay attention to Fang Xiu, turned around and walked towards the carriage, his small steps were fast, and he distanced himself from Fang Xiu after a while.

Obviously, you brought it up first, so how can you blame me.

Fang Xiu was a little speechless, but what could he do, the woman he chose, even if he was a little arrogant, he should still be spoiled.

He strode after the empress and asked, "Your Majesty, have you ever heard of hot expansion and cold contraction?" ”

Wu Mingkong saw Fang Xiu catching up, and wanted to speed up his pace, but when he heard this question, he was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at Fang Xiu, and asked curiously, "What is hot expansion and cold contraction?" ”

Fang Xiu explained: "It's something that expands when it's heated and shrinks when it's cold. ”

Hearing this, Wu Mingkong didn't know what he thought, and subconsciously looked somewhere, and the roots of his ears were flushed.

Damn traitors! Even molested me!

Wu Mingqi stomped his feet in annoyance, and squeezed out three words from between his teeth:

"Dengzi!"

Pick up the pace and walk towards the carriage.

Fang Xiu looked dazed, not understanding what the heat expansion and cold contraction had to do with the disciples.

It took a while to react, and there was a touch of helplessness on her face, and she said that the little empress had something in her head all day long.

It's a very normal word, but it has become indecent to her.

on the carriage.

Wu Mingkong sat on the edge of the car window, clasped his hands on his chest, looked out the window, and looked angry, but the other party ignored Xiu Ai.

Fang Xiu sat down in front of the empress and explained: "The heat and cold expansion and contraction that the minister said is to send His Majesty to heaven, and it has nothing to do with what His Majesty thinks. ”

As soon as this remark came out.

Wu Mingkong's face turned red, his eyes widened, he glared at Fang Xiu, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Shut up!" ”

Fang Xiu saw that the little empress looked embarrassed, and he also realized the ambiguity in his words, so he had to look at Lin Wan'er on the side and ordered, "Go and get charcoal." ”

Lin Wan'er watched the excitement with relish, and when she heard Fang Xiu's instructions, she was slightly stunned, curious about what to do with charcoal fire in this weather, even so, she obediently took the stove and lit the charcoal fire.

"Your Majesty......"

Fang Xiu poked the little empress with his elbow, trying to get her attention.

Wu Mingkong looked out the window angrily and ignored him at all.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu had no choice but to pick up the notebook on the table and tear it into confetti.

Suosuo's voice rang out.

Wu Mingkong subconsciously turned his head, and saw Fang Xiu holding her favorite "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", tearing it to pieces little by little.

"Fang Xiu!"

Wu Mingkong's eyes widened, his face was annoyed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I fought with you!" ”

As he spoke, he pounced, hugged Fang Xiu's arm, and was about to lower his mouth.

This time.

Fang Xiu put the piece of paper on the stove, reached out and pressed the little empress's forehead, and said, "Your Majesty, calm down!" ”

"You bully me, and you want me to calm down! I'm going to bite you to death today! ”

Wu Mingkong's two jade arms like tender lotus roots fluttered wildly, looking like teeth and claws.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu took her in his arms, took a light bite on her delicate little face, and said angrily: "Can you be a little better!" ”

Wu Mingkong felt the toughness shown by Fang Xiu, and immediately calmed down a lot, blushing, stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and snorted: "I still want you to be a little better!" ”

Fang Xiu just pretended not to hear it, stretched out his hand and pointed to the stove, and asked, "Has Your Majesty found anything?" ”

Wu Mingkong looked in the direction of his finger, looked at it carefully for a while, and pouted: "I found that my beloved Romance of the Three Kingdoms has turned into ashes." ”

“......”

Fang Xiu was silent for a second and reminded, "Didn't Your Majesty notice that the confetti was rising?" ”

Wu Mingkong was slightly stunned, looked at the stove again, and found that only ashes remained.

She hesitated, but still tore another page and threw it on the stove.

Sure enough, I saw that scraps of paper were constantly rising on the stove.

"Why is that?"

What was happening in front of him was obviously beyond Wu Mingkong's cognition.

With a puzzled look on her face, she looked at Fang Xiu behind her, seeking an answer.

Fang Xiu raised his eyebrows, looked slightly meaningful, and said, "Want to know?" ”

Wu Mingkong nodded and snorted.

"Kiss one."

Fang Xiu's tone was frivolous.

Wu Mingkong stretched out his hand to grab his old waist and threatened: "Say it or not!" ”

Fang Xiu surrendered instantly and explained: "The rise of the piece of paper is the hot expansion and cold contraction that the minister said before. ”

Wu Mingkong saw Fang Xiu compromise, and his good-looking peach blossom eyes showed a smile, if it had been placed before, he would definitely take this opportunity to anger himself, but this time he didn't.

There was an indescribable little happiness in my heart, and I asked, "What does this have to do with heat expansion and cold contraction?" ”

Fang Xiudao: "In fact, the environment we are in seems to be empty, but in fact it is composed of different qi, which the minister calls air.

When the air above the stove is heated, it expands and is lower in mass than the cold air on the outside, causing the scraps of paper to rise. ”

Wu Mingkong's big watery eyes blinked, but he didn't speak.

Fang Xiu understood, he didn't understand this, thought about it, and said, "Your Majesty, as long as you know, using this principle, the minister can easily send Your Majesty to heaven." ”

“......”

Wu Mingkong glanced at him with strange eyes and said, "You mean, throw me on a big furnace?" ”

Fang Xiu was slightly stunned, his heart was quite reasonable, he was silent for a while, and said, "Your Majesty, rest assured, before that, the minister will find a few guys from the heavenly prison to give it a try." ”

Wu Mingkong: "......"

The carriage drove on the official road without the slightest bump.

Sitting on the luxurious carpet, sipping tea and chatting at the same time, time passed quietly before you knew it.

In a blink of an eye, I reached the end, got off the carriage, and walked back to the Heart Nourishing Palace, it was getting late.

In the hall, the candlelight swayed, and the crescent moon sprinkled the bright moonlight, penetrating the window and falling on Wu Mingkong's shoulder, setting off the already bright little face more and more coquettish.

The straight jade legs were close together, and the tender little hands grabbed the corner of the skirt, inexplicably a little nervous.

Wu Mingkong's peach blossom eyes were full of water, looking at Fang Xiu in front of him, he wanted to open his mouth several times, but he couldn't open his mouth.

On the side, Lin Wan'er was a little anxious, lowered her voice, and said softly: "Fang Xiang, it's late at night, or ...... tonight."

Before she finished speaking, Wu Mingkong stretched out his hand to cover her little mouth, his pretty face was flushed, and he scolded angrily: "Who let you speak!" ”

On the other side, Fang Xiu saw this scene, a smile appeared on his face, and he was about to say something when the voice of the palace maid suddenly came from outside the hall.

"The slave begs to see Your Majesty."

A crisp voice entered the temple.

The three people in the room were stunned.

It's so late, unless there is something important, the palace maid will never dare to disturb the empress's rest.

"Exactly."

Wu Mingkong did not hesitate, looked out of the door, and said coldly.

In the next second, a palace maid appeared in front of Wu Mingkong, bowed dignifiedly, and said, "Your Majesty, the begonia girl from Xiangguo Mansion entered the palace and said that it was ......."

Speaking of this, she subconsciously glanced at Fang Xiu and continued, "Mrs. Xiangguo is awake. ”

The voice fell.

Fang Xiu and Wu Mingkong glanced at each other, and they could both see the surging joy in each other's eyes.

In any case, Li Yingyue did not cause substantial harm to Daqian, and no one wanted to see her lying in bed all her life, being a vegetative person who needed to be taken care of by someone to eat, drink, and Lazar.

"Got it, let's go down."

Wu Mingkong waved his hand, and the wind was light.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The maid saluted and turned to leave.

Wu Mingkong turned his head to look at Fang Xiu, walked up to him, stretched out his tender little hand, helped him tidy up his clothes, and said gently: "Anyway, it's also your nominal wife, go back and have a look." ”

Fang Xiu's expression was a little strange, and he said: "Your Majesty said this, giving the minister a feeling, as if the minister was Pan Jinlian of the water-based poplar flower. ”

Wu Mingkong's eyes showed a blank look: "Who is Pan Jinlian?" ”

"It doesn't matter."

Fang Xiu said: "The important thing is that the minister misses His Majesty. ”

Wu Mingkong's pretty face flushed, gave him a blank look, and said, "Are you trying to be me?" Obviously I want to ......"

The last two words are still embarrassed to say after all.

Behind her, Lin Wan'er's face was flushed, but she still couldn't hold back, and muttered in a low voice: "Body." ”

Fang Xiu looked at Lin Wan'er and asked, "What?" ”

Lin Wan'er hurriedly lowered her head and said softly: "The slave didn't say anything, Xiangye heard it wrong." ”

Fang Xiu glanced at her, looked at Wu Mingkong, was silent for a moment, and suddenly took a light bite on her little face on the other side, and chuckled, "The minister will come back tomorrow." ”

After speaking, he took a step back, saluted dignifiedly, and turned around and left the Heart Cultivation Palace.

Wu Mingkong's good-looking eyes looked at him, his pretty face was crimson, he muttered two sentences, returned to the dragon chair, picked up the glass mirror on the table, looked at the beautiful face inside, and couldn't help but recall everything that happened in the suburbs today, and there was only satisfaction left in his heart.

............

The moonlight was soft, pouring down like flowing water, plating Chang'an with a layer of silver.

The night was hazy, quiet, and mixed with a touch of tenderness.

In the house of the Xiangguo Mansion.

Li Yingyue was lying on the bed, looking out the window with a pair of good-looking phoenix eyes.

A delicate crescent moon hung on the tip, and the moonlight shone through the leaves and sprinkled on the unfamiliar dresser.

At the moment, her heart was in turmoil.

In my memory, I have one day to go.

She should have been lying on the familiar bed, watching the full moon, and fantasizing about what her future husband would look like, just like countless girls.

However, when I opened my eyes, I was in a completely unfamiliar environment, surrounded by completely strange people, shouting completely unfamiliar names.

The word "madam" was so far away for the girl who had not yet reached the end of her life, but it was ringing in her ears at this moment.

Now, half an hour later, she still can't believe it, just sleeping, she has become someone else's wife.

She wanted to call her father and queen mother, but looking at the worried eyes around her, she couldn't help but think of what they said, her father and her queen mother had passed away.

At this time, there were only two relatives by her side, one was the imperial brother who was thousands of miles away, and now he was the new monarch of Emperor Zhou.

The other is her husband, Fang Xiu, the prime minister of Qianguo.

Obviously I just slept for a while, why is everything different?

Li Yingyue looked at the crescent moon in a daze, an indescribable sadness swept over, and her eyes couldn't help but become moist.

In the eyes of her father and mother, she is a strong child, even if something big happens, she is extremely strong, and she has hardly shed a tear since she was sensible.

But at this moment, she wanted to cry inexplicably.

At this time, the half-cut flower candle in her line of sight attracted her attention.

The title, which only exists in fantasy, has resurfaced.

She held back her tears, looked at the maid named Tao'er on the side, and asked softly:

He ...... Haven't come yet? ”

It was the first time for Peach to see such a poor lady, like a puppy abandoned on the street, and at the same time, there was a glimmer of hope in her heart that the master would come to pick it up.

Her red lips opened slightly, and she wanted to say something, but thinking of the old man's indifference to his wife, the words of comfort were blocked in her throat, and she couldn't spit it out.

Li Invitationyue noticed Tao'er's expression, hesitated for a moment, and said to herself:

"He's the prime minister of a country, he should be very busy......"

But.

No matter how busy it is.

She is also his wife, and he doesn't want to take a look at such a change?

Or rather.

Their marriage was just a transaction, without a bit of affection.

Time passes.

The maids were silent.

Li Yingyue suddenly realized that the only relative she thought was by her side was getting farther and farther away.

Could it be that on the first day after the war, you have to endure loneliness......

That's it.

The sourness in my heart spreads.

She couldn't help but want to cry again.

The eye sockets gradually moistened, and the good-looking starry eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

Just as she was about to cry, the maid's crisp voice came from outside.

"Sir."

This was followed by a slightly hurried footsteps.

Moments later, the door was pushed open.

An unfamiliar figure stood there.

A crimson official robe embroidered with gold trim shows the supreme majesty.

The figure is tall, long and elegant.

The face is as clear as a withering, and the handsomeness is extraordinary.

Deep dark eyes, glowing with color.

The thick brow and the high bridge of the nose show nobility and elegance.

Li Yingyue looked at him, slightly stunned, her eyes were a little bright, as if she was looking at the stars and the moon.

Fang Xiu stood in place, not moving, it was the first time he was stared at by Li Yingyue with this kind of eyes, and he felt a little strange for a while.

Although he has been married for half a year, Li Yingyue rarely looks at him, and even if he does, he is always as cold as frost, which makes people irritable.

Fang Xiu found that her eyes lit up slightly, like a girl who had come into contact with the outside world for the first time, and couldn't help but say, "Your Highness has changed her mind and plans to enjoy life?" ”

"You're talking to me?"

Li Yingyue was slightly stunned, and suddenly seemed to realize something, and her voice trembled a little: "You...... Are you my husband? ”