Chapter Eighty-Seven: Ge'er, I Miss You So Much
"The Liu family has been in Zhongzhou for so many years, and it is not intimidating, those family lords have peeked at the wealth behind the Liu family, but they have not been supported by Emperor Song Ming."
"Now that Emperor Song Ming has also chosen to marry Princess Jingxiu to Shangguan Xizhi, it is not a signal for those powerful people. Now everyone knows that Emperor Song Ming punished the Sun family, although it was only a small punishment and a big punishment. But it is also a signal that let everyone know the status of Shangguan Xizhi in the heart of Emperor Song Ming. ”
"But the big shopkeeper, isn't this incident caused by Princess Jingxiu? How could it be Shangguan Xizhi's status in Emperor Song Ming's heart, shouldn't it be Princess Jingxiu? A hint of confusion flashed in Cuiliu's eyes.
"The question is simple. Then you say, who is Princess Jingxiu going to marry? Liu Qingge asked.
"The big shopkeeper said that he wanted to promote the marriage of Princess Jingxiu and Shangguan Xizhi."
"Since you plan to marry Princess Jingxiu to Shangguan Xizhi, you are naturally giving Shangguan Xizhi face. I believe that not long after this incident, Princess Jingxiu will be officially married to Shangguan Xizhi. ”
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Sure enough, as Liu Qingge expected, within a few days, Emperor Song Ming officially married Song Jingxiu and Shangguan Xizhi, Liu Qingge's identity is not suitable to attend, but after all, it is also a happy event for the Shangguan family, and it is normal to go to Daoxi in the name of the Liu family.
The Liu family is a businessman, and although the powerful people in Beijing are not afraid of offending, the Liu family is also afraid of making a big splash after all.
After everything was settled, Liu Qingge left Cuizhu and Yingge and went to the border of the central and northern regions, and walked for more than ten days in a row Liu Qingge felt that her whole body was about to fall apart, this was still with the caravan, the whole trip was not fast, and she was still in a carriage the whole time.
Cuiliu looked at Liu Qingge's discomfort and was also anxious, looking at Liu Qingge's appearance. She also knew that Liu Qingge was mostly unadaptable.
Looking for the doctor who accompanied the team to prescribe a few pairs of medicines, Cuiliu went to boil the medicine, and after boiling the medicine, he immediately carefully brought it to Liu Qingge: "Big shopkeeper, be careful of burning." ”
When it entered the nose, there was a bitter medicinal fragrance, and Liu Qingge's entire eyebrows were almost kneaded: "I'm just a little uncomfortable, just bear with it, don't drink this medicine." ”
Cuiliu immediately said: "No, this medicine must be given to me!" The big shopkeeper, your face is almost the same as white paper, if you don't take some medicine, I'm afraid that I will have to carry the big shopkeeper to see General Leng when the time comes. ”
"Okay, okay, I'll drink it." Liu Qingge couldn't resist Cuiliu, pinched his nose and drank the medicine in one go.
Cuiliu then handed over the candied fruit.
Liu Qingge took two and put them in his mouth, only to feel that he felt a lot more comfortable.
When she handed over the medicine bowl, it was Leng Wushuang who took the medicine bowl, and everyone retreated, only Liu Qingge and Leng Wushuang were the only two at the moment.
"Ge'er." Leng Wushuang's heavy golden fur blocked most of his whole person, and the only thing that couldn't be hidden was the color of his eyes.
The bowl had already broken to the ground at some point, and Leng Wushuang got into the carriage and hugged Liu Qingge.
Through the heavy clothes, she could also feel Leng Wushuang's hand probing into her placket little by little.
"Ge'er, I miss you so much." He wrapped his arms around her, gently cupped her little face, and kissed her deeply on the lips.
The two bodies collided together, and a strange but hot breath rose instantly.
The graceful body was pressed against his body, and his powerful heartbeat could be felt immediately.
"Hmm." Her voice was languid like a cat.
The lower his hand went, the hotter his body became, like a rising flame, which made people feel distracted for a moment.
With his attack, she only felt like a river that had dried up for years, and in an instant it flowed out of the turbulent water.
He breathed heavily and heavily, pecking lightly repeatedly, moving further and further downstream.
"Ge'er."
"Hmm." Her voice was melodious, like a beautiful song.
Over and over again, she grabbed his neck, and the smell of her body, like a poppy, made people intoxicated and couldn't extricate themselves.
"Ge'er, it's beautiful." He pressed it gently against her ear, his voice languid and sultry.
"Wushuang." She looked into his eyes, which were covered with a thin layer of affection.
His kiss is as thin as dense rain, and it is long and evocative.
Slender fingers brushed over her broken hair, using force, gently sinking people.
She didn't dare to make any sound, so she could only bite him on the shoulder.
This sudden pain, like a fierce medicine, made him go up and down.
He led her into the clouds, fingers clasped together, and she whispered behind his shoulder.
"Hmm." Her voice was soft as if she had cried.
It wasn't until he had exhausted the last of his strength that he restrained all the evil, and his movements were gentle and unseemly.
"Why are you here?" Her voice was timid, making people involuntarily want pity.
He held her hand, and there was grievance in his eyes: "What do you say, it's not because you're here?" ”
"Then I'm not going to go because you're here, what's the matter, I'm okay, I didn't break my promise!" Her eyes seemed to be a little proud, as if she was clearly asking for praise.
"Yes, my song didn't break its promise, you are good." He subconsciously reached out and scratched her little nose.
She pretended to be angry: "Why do you always like to scratch my nose!" ”
"That's not because my songs are so cute, every time I see them, I can't help but want to cherish them." He said something serious, and he didn't seem to mean anything else.
She smacked him lightly and said angrily, "Stinky rascal." ”
He asked about himself, sniffed it repeatedly for a long time, and then put his arm close to her nose, and said as if innocently: "Does it stink?" How do I feel fragrant? ”
Liu Qingge said with a straight face: "Then you admit that you are a hooligan?" ”
He lowered his voice and blushed horribly, as if he had drunk a pot of spirits: "That's not that my song is too charming, I just want to play hooligan on you." ”
"Bad guys!" She whispered blame.
He kissed her: "I just want to be bad for you." ”
She smiled and kissed him a few times: "Is that right, I can also play hooligan on you?" ”
He gasped, a flash of spring flashed in his eyes, and the hand around his thin waist tightened and tightened.
"You're playing with fire." His voice was full of warning, as if to warn her not to go any further.
Liu Qingge's hand swept lightly and blew on him.
The air smelled of him.
His eyes were instantly fierce and terrifying, and the strength of his hands was terrifying, so he lifted her up and made her sit high like a cloud for a while.
"What are you doing here!"
"Shhhh
He was mysterious, and he slammed upward.
She immediately covered her mouth and watched him move.
The carriage creaked all night.