Yun Yige shouted out in general muscle memory, curtsied, she lowered her head, and only met his eyes, she only felt cold and cold, very uncomfortable.

I'm afraid this is the evil spirit, Xuan Ming is the god of war, he must be murderous, and the murderous aura on his body is chilling.

"Get up."

Xuan Ming glanced at her in surprise, and Qian Mo, the guard beside him, was also a little surprised.

The two sides didn't talk much, just simply said hello.

"Who's there?"

"His Royal Highness the King of Sichuan forgives his sins, and the slave knows the spring."

Zhichun heard the voice behind him, lowered his head and walked over quickly and knelt in front of him.

"Look up."

Zhihua slowly raised her head, she had been standing in the plum garden for an hour, her face was red from the cold, and she looked particularly delicate.

Xuan Wenchuan looked at the frightened girl with rosy cheeks and delicate lips in front of him, and reached out to help her up and hugged her into his arms.

"Your hairpin looks a little familiar."

"His Royal Highness the King of Sichuan, this is a reward from the princess to the slaves and maids, saying that the slaves and maids are dressed up happily, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be in a better mood if he sees it."

Xuan Wenchuan was a little surprised, remembering what he said in the Yi Painting Hall Yun Yi Gehe, he couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, "She has become sensible, it seems that she has finally figured it out." ”

"Chun'er, you are so fragrant."

"His Royal Highness the King of Sichuan......"

She raised her head, her eyes were facing each other, the atmosphere was ambiguous, and the eyes of the two of them looked at each other ambiguously, and their eyes revealed the desire that was not concealed at all.

Xuanwenchuan is the desire between men and women, and Zhichun is the desire for revenge from above.

Zhichun stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss Xuan Wenchuan's lips, and Xuan Wenchuan ripped open her neckline and pasted her lips.

She raised her hand and hooked his neck, his thick palm pressed against hers as if it were roasted by fire.

Zhichun was kissed by Xuan Wenchuan and became weak and collapsed in his arms.

In the snow, the two hugged each other tightly and kept each other warm.

……

Xuan Ming held Yun Yige's hand, and saw that there were a few small red marks on the fingertips of his right hand, he frowned lightly, his heart became distressed, and he held her fingers and blew gently: "Does it hurt?" In the future, just leave these tasks to your subordinates, so why do it yourself. ”

Xuan Ming finally knew, Yun Yige could do anything, but this female red is really not good, every time she embroiders a handkerchief, she will hurt herself, and the embroidered mandarin ducks are not like mandarin ducks, and the kites are not like kites and sparrows.

"Big brother, this is the first handkerchief I embroidered, don't dislike it, bring this handkerchief with you, although you are married, don't forget my sister and me!"

Xiaolin just wanted to praise a few words, her daughter, who has never touched female red, is very strange today, the sun is out in the west, and she can embroider a veil.

She smiled and said, "Look, you got married, and your sister has grown up a lot......"

Xiao Lin was stunned suddenly, looking at the handkerchief speechless, this handkerchief is embroidered with a pair of geese flying side by side, this handkerchief sister sent her brother, it is really ...... She couldn't help but think of what happened to the two of them in the palace, and with a bang, she held the handkerchief in her hand: "Okay, okay, these handkerchiefs and sachets, just let the maids do it." ”

Wan Shun saw that his mother was leaving, so he hurriedly snatched the handkerchief back from Xiaolin's hand: "This is what my sister made for me!" ”

"I really don't want to make these things myself, I always can't do it well, I'm in a hurry, and I won't let me sharpen the axe in the embroidered wedding dress!"

"Then don't do it, let the people in Xiufang do the wedding dress, and the embroidery is better!"

Song Qinglan thought about it, but they all said that when a woman gets married, the wedding dress must be embroidered by herself to be auspicious, and the husband and wife will be full of togetherness, and they will be together for a hundred years: "Mother, I will embroider the wedding dress and hijab myself, and after the embroidery is finished, I will take it to the show and let the embroidery girls help change it." ”

"Well, the deed and title deed have been purchased for you, and a woman can't live without money. Do you want to bring any maids in your yard? ”

……

The Song Mansion treats the soldiers well, these elderly and disabled soldiers have always been supported by the Song Mansion, and seeing the young master being bullied like this at this moment, it must be ten thousand who disagree.

"Young master, as long as you give an order, we will fight for this old life, and we will fight for a breath!"

Song looked at these soldiers who were old enough to be his uncle, his nose was sore, and he took the leap on his horse, "Everyone, wait for my order!" ”

With that, he rode his horse and galloped away.

In order to solve something, when you met the eldest prince?

He raised his whip and flung it over

Song turned over and dismounted, angrily took big strides to the sedan chair, tore open the curtain, grabbed her collar, and dragged her out and threw her to the ground.

The mother-in-law found fault and found a concubine for her father-in-law

She is not good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but dancing knives and guns are her forte.

There was one in the courtyard, and Yun Yige couldn't fly to the roof of the house without effort, so he had to hide in the shadow in the corner and peek.

Inside the room,.

"What did she say?"

"The princess said that you have a face that can sweep the six countries."

The evil face of the gloomy owl said in a low, magnetic voice

The monk, a person saved by Yun Yige, had the grace of saving his life, so that the monk entered the monk's membership and became the host of the temple, looking for someone to blow the wind in the queen's ear, count the eight characters, and find the host of Wanfu Temple.

Find a mage monk and say that Yun Yishu's eight characters are not in harmony with the prince, if he marries him forcibly, I am afraid that it will affect the prince's dragon energy, so that the marriage can be postponed.

Her skin is delicate and white like snow, the bridge of her nose is high and her eyebrows are like ink paintings, her eyes are full of anticipation, she smiled and blinked her eyes, but she was indescribably charming and delicate.

Wow, isn't this the kind of cold and arrogant and charming look she wants the most?!

She believes that if she sends her over with an autumn wave, she will be able to fascinate thousands of beautiful young people.

"This skin is really good...... King Chuan is really blind......"

Then, as if inspecting the goods, she looked down at her chest, even if she was wearing a somewhat thick cotton coat, she could still see the plumpness of her chest.

She couldn't help but touch it, hiss, the real thing.

According to the dowry list, there are land deeds, house deeds, shops of pharmacies and restaurants, pearls from the South China Sea, glaze from Northern Chu, rubies from the Western Regions, green jadeite from the Northern Desert, and gold bars from Xizhou......

"I wish the king of Sichuan infertility and a full house of children and grandchildren!"

Yun Yige was shocked, and before he could react, a tall figure pressed himself down and circled him

The big palm covered his mouth, and it was pitch black, and only the heavy breathing of the man could be heard

He just wanted to come and see her quietly, but after returning to the capital, he had to enter the palace to meet the saint first, and he couldn't let people know that he was back.

Yun Yige was still struggling, but she could smell the man's body and feel the familiar feeling, even if she couldn't see the person in front of her clearly, she knew who he was.

Taifu is weak and can't take care of himself.

Noticing that the woman below her was not moving, Xuan Ming knew that she recognized herself. The two of them stood silently, quietly audible to each other's breathing.

When I entered the palace this time, I don't know when I will be able to come to see her again.