promised to embroider a sachet for Shi Yu, and returned to the palace in the afternoon, Su Xian "embroidered his heart" and immediately wanted to try.

Linglong gave advice on the side: "The slave maid gave Su Zhengjun a needlework and embroidery shed, does Su Zhengjun want to embroider a lotus, or embroider a mandarin duck to play in the water?" ”

Su Xian thought that Su Huaijing's embroidery was Ji Dilian, so he didn't want to embroider the same.

Sachets are a token of love between men and women nowadays.

"Mandarin ducks play in the water."

When Shi Yu entered the door from outside, Su Xian was embroidering sachets under the lamp.

The young man was wearing a white undershirt, sitting cross-legged on the couch, his black hair scattered casually, and the warm yellow candlelight sprinkled on his body, giving out a quiet smell of years.

A needle starts, a line falls, and the thin silk thread shuttles through the fingertips, but it is still decent, holding a virtuous and virtuous appearance.

Suddenly, Su Xian let out a painful "hiss" and was pricked by a needle again.

He frowned, but the movements in his hands did not stop, anyway, it was not the first time he had been pierced, and he was numb when he pierced it.

This little injury doesn't hurt at all!

Until there was a sound of footsteps in my ears.

He subconsciously raised his eyes and looked at it, and when he saw Shi Yu, his clear eyes were sparkling, full of joy: "Your Highness, you are back." ”

Shi Yu walked straight to him and stood still, lowered his eyes and fell on his hand, and said in a serious tone: "I don't know how to stop when my hand is pierced?" ”

Seeing Shi Yu pick up his embroidery shed and look at it, Su Xian stared nervously at her reaction.

"Your Highness, it's the first time I've made a sachet...... It's kind of ugly. ”

His handsome face was slightly red, and his slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed his nervousness.

Shi Yu hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand, "It's not ugly, it's not ugly, it's so good-looking." ”

Shi Yu carefully identified what he had embroidered.

Although he embroidered a mandarin duck that was not like a chicken, not like a duck, and not like a goose.

But as long as it is given to him by Xiaofujun, it is the best!

It's also her favorite!

"Hmm." Su Xian deserved to be flat, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

He likes His Highness to tell nonsense with his eyes open in order to coax him.

He still knows what he will embroider himself.

"I'll have to wait a day or two before I finish embroidering."

"Well, I'm not in a hurry."

Shi Yu put the embroidery shed aside, picked up his hand and looked at it carefully: "Does it hurt to be pricked by a needle?" ”

Su Xian's eyes turned, his lips pursed lightly, and he said coquettishly, "It hurts... But Your Highness blows it to me... It doesn't hurt..."

Shi Yu obediently held his hand and pouted to blow it to him.

Su Xian stared at her exhaled little mouth, and he said unashamedly: "Your Highness, I want to kiss it." ”

Shi Yu: "......"

Su Xian used to feel that he was not heavy. Desire, now I know, it's just that I haven't met the right person.

If he meets the right person, don't say that she doesn't seduce herself, even if she gets a little closer to him, he can't parry, so he has to be caught.

Before Shi Yu agreed, Su Xian had already come up and licked her lips, Shi Yu was so shocked that he swallowed all the rest of the words, and looked at him with round eyes.

Next, Shi Yu didn't have a chance to speak, except for a few soft hums.

After a long time, the couch gradually fell silent.

The next day, Shi Yu woke up, rubbed her sour waist, lay on the futon and blushed and recalled someone who was pestering her on the couch yesterday, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice, her body may really not be good, or make up for it, otherwise you can't stand it......

When he got up early in the morning, Shi Yu knew that his marriage leave was over.

After that, I had to go to the morning pilgrimage every day.

This day really gets up earlier than the chicken......

-

Above the court.

"Why didn't Sikong-sama come...... Do you know what's going on? ”

"I don't know......"

"I haven't seen her in Hualou for a few days......"

Before the Empress arrived, some bureaucrats began to whisper.

"Does the Imperial Sister know where Lord Sikong has gone?" Yan Qingqing asked meaningfully.

"I don't know." Shi Yu yawned, looking overindulgent, and his answer was very perfunctory.

Lord Sikong has already gone to the Hades Hall to report.

But can I tell you, obviously not!!