In the depths of the night, the moonlight sprinkled down and covered the temple with a layer of silver.

Zhu Sheng, who had just experienced some intense exercise, stood in front of the window and looked at the stars in the sky, his brows tightly knit as if he had something to worry about.

The smooth and soft jade arm wrapped around Zhu Sheng's waist from behind, Tang You'er's delicate body was not an inch up, and her delicate lips came to Zhu Sheng's ear and smiled coquettishly while blowing softly.

"Lang Jun is thinking about the two beauties who are newly admitted to the palace."

Zhu Sheng and Tang Youer have always been in love, they have been married for eight years, and Tang Youer also gave birth to the prince Zhu Yun, but the two are still as glued as when they were newly married.

Even though there are many concubines in Zhu Sheng's harem now, they still come to Kunning Palace every three or five days to stay for one night, eat a meal cooked by Tang Youer himself, and drink some wine to chat about the private conversation between husband and wife.

When there is no one in private, the two are also commensurate with Langjun and beloved wife.

"What, jealous?"

Zhu Sheng noticed that Tang You'er was not dressed and was worried about her cold, so he turned his body and hugged her into his arms, and his palm caressed the silky jade back like silk and laughed.

"Hmm!"

Tang You'er didn't hide her thoughts at all, and said with her forehead rubbing against Zhu Sheng's short-bearded chin.

"The concubine Lao Zhuhuang has given birth to children, where can I compete for those young and beautiful goblins."

"You are the real goblin, I am fascinated and miss you day and night."

Zhu Sheng raised his hand and patted Tang Youer's buttocks gently, Tang Youer snorted, her white teeth bit her lower lip, and her eyes were shining.

"You're bad!"

"Hahaha!"

Zhu Sheng laughed loudly, and hugged Tang You'er tighter with his arms.

"By the way, I haven't had time to visit my mother because I've been busy with government affairs recently, but my mother is still healthy?"

After the husband and wife laughed for a while, Zhu Sheng suddenly asked.

"Recently, my mother has been teaching me how to take care of the harem things, and when I have nothing to do, I will find Yuna and Xiaoba to play around, and my mood is more cheerful than before."

"Hehe, yes. The mountain that weighed on the first half of the year has finally been removed, and anyone will be much lighter. By the way, when you see your mother tomorrow, you might as well first... Forget it, it's not too late to talk about it when you have a clue. ”

Zhu Sheng stopped halfway through his words, which made Tang Youer curious. But she understands her husband's temper, and she can't ask what she doesn't want to say, no matter how much she asks. If the question is tight, it will be unpleasant, so he will not ask any more questions. However, Tang You'er herself remembered one thing, so she spoke.

"Mother often mentions Rong Fei recently, saying that Rong Fei looks very much like his aunt when she was young, which is why she felt so cordial when she saw Rong Fei on the day of the ceremony."

Zhu Sheng was stunned when he heard this.

When he was a child, he often heard his mother mention things about his hometown, as well as those relatives that Zhu Sheng had never met.

Her mother was only fourteen years old when she entered the palace, and she also had an eldest brother and an eldest sister in the family, that is, Zhu Sheng's maternal uncle and aunt.

According to her mother, she had a very good relationship with her aunt when she was a child, and when her mother was elected to the palace to part, her aunt almost cried to death. Because her hometown was far away from Kyoto, her mother never met her relatives in her hometown after entering the palace, but she learned through letters that soon after her mother left, her aunt might have been married.

Ten years ago, there was a catastrophe in my hometown, and we have lost contact since then.

It seems like... I heard my mother mention that the family that my aunt promised to marry was surnamed Rong.

Zhu Sheng's eyes froze instantly.

Is it a coincidence? Still is...

Zhu Sheng's mind flashed Yu Qingzhi's perennial smiling face.

When I saw that Rong Fei for the first time, I also felt very pleasing to the eye, could it be really...

Zhu Sheng's heart was as confused as grass for a while, and he lost his sleepiness. After comforting Tang You'er and letting her go to rest on her own, she put on her clothes and took a kind of inner guard to the imperial study.

Letting all the chamberlains exit the imperial study, Zhu Sheng tapped his fingers on the imperial case and closed his eyes in contemplation.

After a long time, he called in a deep voice.

"Someone, Xuan Jiashen."

The old eunuch Jia Shen, who gave rewards to Rong Fei and Xiao Shunzi, is now the famous head of the Dongchang Factory-Dongchang Governor.

"Slave Jia, apply to see Your Majesty."

After a long time, the voice of the old eunuch sounded outside the door of the imperial study.

"Come in."

At this time, Zhu Sheng had already recovered his old expression and shouted in a deep voice.

"Slaves and maids participate in Your Majesty..."

Entering the imperial study, Jia Shen was about to bow down and salute, but was directly interrupted by Zhu Sheng.

"Within an hour, bring Rong Fei's information, this matter... No transmission. ”

"The slave obeys."

……

In the early morning of the next day, in the west wing of the small courtyard of Xuanwu Hutong.

With a rooster cry, Murong Qiushui opened his eyes in a daze.

Feeling that his chest was so heavy, Murong Qiushui reached out and touched a smooth and smooth arm. Looking to the side, I saw that Rong Lan was still sleeping with her saliva on her face.

"Ahh It hurts so much, how I got to the room last night, how I don't remember. ”

Murong Qiushui supported the bed with his arms and reluctantly sat up, rubbing his aching forehead and trying to remember what happened last night.

Ji Rouer said that Rong Fei was her childhood sweetheart, and she was blindsided at that time. But before she could figure out whether to get angry or how, Rong Lan said that she was actually a flower demon.

Then Ji Rouer and Rong Lan kept apologizing to themselves for drinking, and they somehow drank unconscious.

After thinking clearly about what happened last night, Murong Qiushui turned his head to look at the sleeping Rong Lan again.

Murong Qiushui had never left the Qiankun Temple before, and his understanding of demons was all through books and the narration of his elders.

Shouldn't all monsters be stinky and ugly, why is Rong Lan so good-looking and so likable.

Oh yes, Rong Lan also said last night that demons are divided into monsters and goblins, so the smelly and ugly ones are goblins, and the fragrant and beautiful ones are goblins.

It's a bad thing for a monster to hurt people, but it's a good thing for a goblin not to hurt people.

Looking at Rong Lan, who was drooling and babbling from time to time, Murong Qiushui only felt that the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and his palm couldn't help but caress Rong Lan's face.

So tender! It's so slippery! It's so pleasant to the touch, why is my skin so rough?

"Hmm~"

At this time, Rong Lan's cherry mouth let out a delicate sound, and Murong Qiushui suddenly retracted his hand as a thief.

"Eldest sister, you're awake."

Rong Lan smiled sleepily at Murong Qiushui.

Murong Qiushui, who looked at this lazy and delicate appearance, felt itchy in his heart, and couldn't care much more, so he hugged Rong Lan's little face with both hands and rubbed it violently.

"You little goblin deceived me so hard, I must be punished."

"Pain, pain, pain..."

Rong Lan didn't know why, so she could only cry out in pain.

"Hey, you two are done. It's just that the meal is ready, so let's get up and wash up and eat. ”

At this time, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Ji Rouer wore an apron and walked in with a spatula in her hand and said with a smile to the second daughter.

"The third sister is going to save the slave family, the eldest sister is crazy."

Rong Lan couldn't speak for help.

Murong Qiushui turned his head and stared at Ji Rou'er viciously.

Ji Rouer was taken aback, took a step back and said with an aggrieved expression.

"Sister still refuses to forgive Rou'er?"

Murong Qiushui let Rong Lan jump off the bed, stood in front of Ji Rou'er and stared at her condescendingly for a long time before saying.

"Humph! Don't be stupid for me, you two, I'm actually smart. In fact, I have already seen through the little tricks of the two of you last night, and I just want to save some face for you, so as not to expose them on the spot. ”

As he spoke, Murong Qiushui grabbed Rong Lan's collar and lifted her off the bed, asking her to stand side by side with Ji Rou'er.

Rong Lan's hair was messy, her clothes were open, and she looked at Murong Qiushui with a pitiful expression.

Murong Qiushui was attracted by the furrow exposed on Rong Lan's chest, and then lowered his head and quietly put himself on his chest, secretly saying in his heart that he was worthy of being a little goblin, he was so much shorter than me, but his size was about the same as mine.

Looking at Ji Rou'er, who was slightly flat, a sense of superiority rose in Murong Qiushui's heart.

Hum! I'm still the biggest.

No, now is not the time to think about this mess.

Murong Qiushui shook his head, suddenly sobered up a lot, and stretched out his finger to point at Rong Lan first.

The two were very close to each other, and Murong Qiushui's fingers were almost touching the tip of Rong Lan's upturned nose.

Murong Qiushui was about to speak, but saw Rong Lan actually poke out her pink tongue and lick her fingers.

The numb feeling spread all over his body by the way, and Murong Qiushui took a step back a little overwhelmed, and his fingers retracted.

Seeing this, Ji Rou'er didn't hold back her laughter.

Rong Lan threw herself into Murong Qiushui's arms, her soft arms wrapped around her waist, and she said in a snort while twisting her body.

"Sister, didn't you forgive me and my sister last night, you are the saint of Qiankun Guan, and you are a man of his word, so you can't go back on your word and talk about it."

"You... You... You little goblin, let me go. ”

Murong Qiu struggled with red ears on the water's surface.

"No, the slave family, the eldest sister deserves to be the eldest sister, it's really big here, it's the best to make a pillow, it's so comfortable!"

Rong Lan buried her face in Murong Qiushui's arms and said.

"Thousands of mistakes are Rou'er's fault, I just ask my sister not to be angry, and to admit that I want to beat and punish my sister."

Ji Rou'er on the side saw that Murong Qiushui's attitude had softened, and hurriedly apologized with a pitiful appearance.

"You... You two are really... It's really..., don't rub it, get dressed and come outside to talk. ”

Murong Qiushui pushed Rong Lan away, rushed outside the house and shouted.

In the room, Ji Rouer and Rong Lan looked at each other and smiled.

"I'll talk about you first."

At the stone table in the courtyard, Murong Qiushui held a bowl of white porridge in one hand and pointed at Rong Lan with chopsticks in the other.

"I don't care if you're a goblin or a goblin, and I don't care. Since you have kowtowed last night, you are sisters with different surnames, no matter how you used to be, you must follow the way of being a human being after today, and do not do harmful things, otherwise you will not be spared. ”

"The slave knows! Big sister is so nice, hehe. ”

Rong Lan, who was also holding a bowl of porridge, nodded obediently in agreement.

"Say it about you!"

Murong Qiushui saw that Rong Lan had the intention of sticking out her tongue and licking her chopsticks, so she was so frightened that she hurriedly turned the finger at Ji Rou'er.

"You... You..."

But seeing Ji Rou'er's pitiful expression, Murong Qiushui's originally brewing anger dissipated in an instant, and the crusade words he had thought of in his heart were forgotten outside the clouds.

"Humph! For your sake of cooking porridge, I will spare you for the time being. But there is a word first, you are you, and the surname Rong is the surname Rong, and the two of you should not be confused. Sooner or later, I will seek revenge on him. ”

After holding back for a long time, Murong Qiushui said with a strong internal expression.

"Eldest sister, why don't the three of us partner up and beat Rong Fei. Your cultivation is higher than him, and with me and Sister Rou'er by your side to help, he will definitely not be able to escape. ”

Rong Lan's eyes suddenly lit up and she proposed.