Qin Liu was afraid that he would say Erlang, so he hurriedly took over the conversation: "Yes, I'll come right away." Brother Xiu, you are tired of traveling for days, go and rest first, and we will continue to talk tomorrow. ”

With that, she and the little mute went down the mountain first.

The little mute was a little displeased with her eagerness, but he didn't say anything, but deliberately took Qin Liu's hand. Qin Liu broke free and was held by him again.

Yang Shen on the hillside watched the two leave together affectionately, his eyes gloomy.

The little maid on the side persuaded softly: "Eldest son, the wife of the family has brought a letter, you wrote a reply today?" ”

Yang Shen's face slowly crept up with coldness: "If today's incident is transmitted back again, you can go back to Xindu." ”

The little guy's head bowed. The new capital is Yang Shen's hometown, this is the eldest prince who is angry with himself and wants to drive himself away!

Yang Shen stayed in Shabaozi Town last time and didn't leave, but after a while, his uncle and father came over and brought him back to the capital, and it turned out that the little guy around him sent a message to the capital's house. This made Yang Shen very annoyed.

This time it was easy to get out of Beijing again, and he refused to be spoiled by the little guy again.

Even though he has married a wife and has no possibility of being with Ah Jiang, he also wants to do his best to help her to make up for his powerlessness back then.

……

Qin Liu went to the little mute's tent.

The little girl Qingshi is taking Erlang to tease the puppy cub and the little wolf cub at the door of the tent, and Erlang's immature and joyful laughter is very cute in the twilight.

Entering the tent, Qin Liu found that the little mute's tent had changed greatly.

The floor was covered with beautiful and neat carpets, and the tables and chairs were fully furnished, and they were carved and painted with gold, one heaven and one underground compared to the last time she came.

She couldn't help but change her words: "Prince Bals, you ...... here"

Before he could finish speaking, a young and beautiful maid dressed in a clean Mongolian robe came in with a tray of food and put it on the table, and bowed respectfully and withdrew.

She was stunned for a long time and finally finished her words: "It's really changed." ”

She finally realized that the man in front of her was a steppe prince, and he was no longer her buddy little mute.

Bars invited her to sit down for dinner.

Qingshi took Erlang to wash his hands and face, and asked Erlang to sit next to Qin Liu and went out.

Qin Liu saw Qingshi's Mongolian robe and raised his eyebrows - this kid is very good at following the customs.

The steaming food in the tray is a mixture of Mongolian and Chinese, including hand-handled meat, milk tea, a plate of fried vegetables, and a plate of steamed buns.

Erlang hadn't seen Qin Liu for a day, so he first rolled in her arms a few times before sitting on Qin Liu's lap and planning to eat.

Seeing this, Bars took Jiro over, sat him on his lap, and brought him a bun.

Erlang obediently sat in Bals's arms and ate steamed buns, and the two of them really looked like a father and son.

Qin Liu looked at Bars and Erlang across the table, and was full of emotion.

Both Bars and Jiro have slender eyes with protruding corners, but she never felt that the two looked alike.

Erlang's eyes are slender but also big, and he is cute.

Bars is a typical Mongol with slender eyes and single eyelids, which makes people feel a little dangerous and adds a bit of unruly charm.

After eating a meal, Qin Liu only drank a cup of milk tea, and she couldn't eat anything.

Bars's eyes were dark, and his tone was not good: "That Yongxiu, do you want to take you away again?" ”

Qin Liu was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "No." ”

The maid came in and took away the food, and brought another pot of tea.

Qin Liu was surprised: "Have you drunk the tea of the Han people?" "Haven't Mongolians always drunk milk tea?

Bars smiled, "You should like it." ”

After Qin Liu's eyes flickered, he still asked the unspeakable words: "Bars, you are a man, you tell me, if you like a woman, will you make her pregnant without getting married?" ”

Bars was stunned, his dark face flushed, and he said shyly, "No, it won't." ”

Seeing this, Qin Liu felt a lot more comfortable and asked, "Why?" Don't you men like that very much? ”

Bars seemed to be frozen, and after a while he said: "I like her, I need to muster up courage to touch her, and I dare not have any other ......"

Qin Liu looked at the embarrassed Bals on the other side, thinking that her little mute was back.

She sat down next to Bars, put her arms around his waist, pressed her face to his chest, listened to his pounding heartbeat, and asked, "So what?" ”

The little mute stiffened, his hands hanging at his sides, motionless.

Qin Liu's eyes were straight when he looked at him, his face was full of embarrassment, and he was a little frustrated.

Where does he like himself, obviously resisting, okay?

If he hadn't been with him for so long and kissed him again, Qin Liu would have thought that the little mute was a piece of wood, or he hated himself.

She kissed the corner of his lips and finally let go of her defense: "I'm scared, you hug me." ”

Qin Liu buried his face in Bars's arms, and tears wet his clothes. At this moment, she only dared to trust him, and she could only rely on him.

Bars held her tightly in his arms.

……

The night was dark, and Baars sent Qin Liu back to her own tent, and Erlang, who was already asleep, stayed with Baars instead.

Qin Liu collapsed on the bed, conscious and tired.

She specially rubbed at Baars's place for a long time, the two hugged and kissed, but Baars just stopped there, she touched his leg intentionally or unintentionally, and he deliberately shrank back to avoid it, but blushed.

Qin Liu felt that she was a female hooligan who was molesting innocent young men.

But where is Bals an innocent young man, he has two sons, a young widower, at the age of strong blood, obviously he is not able to be teased by himself, but he does not take a step beyond Lei Chi.

Qin Liu knew in his heart: if Yang Shen's guess was true, Erlang's biological father and Miss Liu Xuejiang could not be in love with each other and have deep roots.

The combination of the two people, the birth of Erlang, what kind of conspiracy and filth are behind it?

Baoguo Gong, who has a heavy army, can't marry the Shoufu family who leans towards the government and the opposition, and the emperor with an unstable foundation dares to let Shoufu's granddaughter get pregnant?

If the emperor had a little brain, he wouldn't do it.

Miss Liu Xuejiang likes Zhu Yue, but the object of engagement is Xie Tanhua, if her brain is not broken, she will not conceive the dragon seed - the consequences are too serious:

The emperor was jealous of the powerful prince's mother's family, and he was bound to suppress Liu Shoufu's family.

Qin Liu was so frightened that he sat up.

Now that the Liu family is ruined, and his grandfather Liu Jian was almost imprisoned, isn't it the result of being suppressed?

Qin Liu hugged his arms and trembled.

She realized a grim reality - Da Ming did not have a place for her.

In the eyes of some people, Erlang is a sweet spot on the road to power, and she is a stumbling block.

Qin Liu calmed down as much as he could, calmed down and fell asleep slowly.

……

She dreamed of lightheartedness.

The willow leaves were swaying, and the cool breeze was blowing in the pavilion after the rain, and she read in a low voice:

"When you come to Guihu Lake, the lake is breezy.

The breeze is like a gentleman's arms, and the autumn is the same.

When you go to Guihu Lake, the lake reflects the bright moon.

The bright moon is like a gentleman, and she is stunned when to drop out.

……”

The chubby young man on the side interrupted her dissatisfiedly: "It's too unreasonable to use Xiu!" This poem is written to send Hu Xiaosi, Xiaosi is my cousin, eight years older than Yongxiu, and the two have only met once, what does he have to miss?

He only sent this poem to you, but not to me, and he really despised me ......" (end of chapter)