Murong Yu didn't bother the old man anymore, he was going to arrange room and board for the old man, because Sheng Yu Linghe and Xiangdie had escaped one after another, and he had to look for it. Murong Yu walked out of the hall, turned right into the long corridor, turned left at the end of the corridor, and stepped into the backyard. In the backyard, Sheng Yu Linghe's room was wide open, and Murong Yu saw the two beauties from a distance.

Sheng Yu Linghe was talking to Xiangdie in a whisper, and she didn't notice Murong Yu's arrival, and only when she got closer did she hear Xiangdie's voice coming.

"The young master is now a prince, there must be a lot of girls who like him, if the young lady is jealous twice in three days, it will not become a vinegar jar. Xiangdie quipped, as if she was comforting Sheng Yu Linghe.

Sheng Yu Linghe also seemed to feel that Xiangdie's words were reasonable, and Murong Yu had taken away her first kiss just now, so Sheng Yu Linghe replied: "You just became a vinegar jar, am I such a stingy person?"

Murong Yu was overjoyed in his heart, he strode into the room and smiled happily: "I'll come to see my little vinegar jar, has it been overturned?"

The two girls turned to look at Murong Yu, Sheng Yu Linghe's blush on her face had obviously not dissipated, she glared at Murong Yu angrily, and said coquettishly: "Who wants you to come and see?"

"Hehe, admit it's a vinegar jar. Murong Yu replied with a grin.

He strode forward, hugged Sheng Yu Linghe, and let her struggle wildly in his arms. Xiang Dieqiao's face turned red, and she quickly lowered her head and wanted to escape from the room, but Murong Yu did not intend to let her go. With a big hand, there was a left and right hug.

Although the two women were struggling, they were Murong Yu's opponents. The violent struggle only touched deeply. Murong Yu unscrupulously kissed his left and kissed his right. caused the two big beauties to gasp again and again. I can't exert half of my strength. zuihou, the three of them frolicked. Only then did he gradually calm down, Murong Yu knew that he had finally taken care of Sheng Yu Linghe, but there was also a big vinegar jar, and that was his headache.

Nan Jia Xin'er cried so much on the spot that she cried to death since she heard the news of Murong Yu's marriage, she really wanted to go to Murong Yu, but she was afraid to go to Murong Yu. The whole person is like losing his soul. Hide in the room and don't come out. In the past two days, Duke Nanjia was also in a bad mood, and originally used Xin'er as a bargaining chip to lock Murong Yu. Who knows, halfway to kill Cheng Cheng to bite the gold, not only forced the emperor Bixia to personally ask for marriage, but also locked the position of the queen.

The Marquise knew that her daughter was seriously injured, but she also knew in her heart that Dongfang Yunshu's family was too strong. From the first time Xin'er took back the ice flower, the mother was aware of it. As time passed, she had every reason to believe that her baby daughter was in love with Murong Yu. Especially when I heard that Bixia was getting married, I was excited. Hiding her face and crying on the spot, she snatched the door and left, which made her empathize with her as a mother.

The Marquise personally held the lotus seed soup. Walk through the promenade by the pond and turn into the small building where Xin'er is located. She glanced up at the small closed window on the second floor. He shook his head and sighed deeply. She wiped her slightly moist eyes, gently tugged her skirt, and stepped into the small building.

The Marquise knocked lightly on Xin'er's door and whispered, "Xin'er, Xin'er." ”

"Squeak!" the door opened, and Xiaoshuang, Xin'er's personal maid, appeared at the door. She bowed to the Marquise slightly, put her finger to her lips, made a silent gesture, and pointed to the back room.

The Marquise nodded slightly, raised her right hand and pointed lightly to the stairs, motioning for her to go downstairs. When Xiaoshuang's footsteps disappeared, the Marquise retracted her thoughts, barely squeezed out a smile, and walked towards the house.

Nan Jia Xin'er lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling with blank eyes. When the marquise saw it, her nose was sore, and her tears almost fell.

"Xin'er, you haven't eaten for two days, eat some. The Marquise put the lotus seed soup in her hand at the head of the bed, and gently took Xin'er's hand and said.

However, Nan Jia Xin'er on the bed did not respond at all, she was like a living corpse with a soul scattered, lifeless, without any anger. The Marquise looked at her daughter, and felt uncomfortable at all, she knew that there was nothing a mother could do about such a thing. As the so-called bell is solved, the bell must be tied to the bell, and I am afraid that only Murong Yu can comfort the heart, and it will have a little effect.

After Murong Yu had dinner, he arranged Old Man Liu properly, and then took a little time to find Nan Jia Xin'er. In view of the fact that the materials for casting saint-level weapons were too precious, Murong Yu decided to let Old Man Liu choose a place in the mountain behind the Yulin Courtyard as a casting house in the future. The defense of the Feather Forest Courtyard is taken care of by the Holy Feather Guard, which is relatively safe, if a material is lost, it means that a holy soldier is lost. The loss of tens of millions of gold coins can be tens of millions, so Old Man Liu didn't say anything about Murong Yu's arrangement.

The moonlight was hazy, and a bright moon hung high in the sky, Murong Yu set off from the Yulin Courtyard and walked towards Tiandu Street. Strolling through Tiandu Street and enjoying the prosperity of the lights, it has a unique charm. He knew that Xin'er must have hated him to death, it had been almost three days, and Xin'er had not gone to Yulin Courtyard, he used to go over every day, and he was called accompanying Linghe, but in fact, Murong Yu knew that Xin'er was coming to accompany him.

For Xin'er, Murong Yu has an indescribable feeling, this kind of faint longing and shallow longing, whether it is true love or not, sometimes even Murong Yu himself is very confused. Since coming back, Murong Yu felt that he and Xin'er had taken a step closer, especially the kiss when they first met, which brought the two closer.

Standing in front of the Duke of Nanjia's mansion, Murong Yu wanted to go up and knock on the door, but he was afraid of the reproach of Duke Nanjia and Xin'er's parents. He was depressed, and he turned a corner along the tall walls of the Duke's Palace, and the figure disappeared suddenly. On a small two-story building in Duke Nanjia's mansion, a faint light came, and Murong Yu knew that it was Xin'er's room. He floated lightly under his feet and approached the window, and the "Ice Heart Storm Trick" instantly sensed Xin'er's mother who was going downstairs.

The Marquise was helpless in the face of her silent heart, she knew that her daughter needed time to adjust and sort out her relationship. When she went out, she explained to Xiaoshuang, the personal maid downstairs: "Xin'er is asleep, you don't have to go up to serve, take a rest, you are tired enough for the past two days." ”

"Madame Xiexie. Xiaoshuang bowed and sent the Marquise away, and instead sighed in a low voice, crying out for her young lady.

Murong Yu removed his invisibility, gently pushed open the window, and entered Xin'er's room in a flash. Through the dim light, Murong Yu walked slowly to Xin'er's bed, glanced at the bowl of lotus seed soup at the head of the bed, and turned his gaze to Xin'er on the bed. He lifted the soft tulle mosquito net, and looked at the pale face of the sky blue incense quilt in a daze.

Murong Yu lovingly pressed the quilt down slightly, revealing a white and tender pink neck. The scattered green silk is like a longing thread, chopping constantly, and the combing is messy, Murong Yu stroked the hair from Xin'er's face, and gently helped her straighten out a little hair.

seemed to feel the itching on his face, and his heart was in a daze, and his heavy eyelids were slightly propped up, and Murong Yu was reflected in front of him, which made Xin'er's heart flutter. She sighed leisurely: "Murong Yu, weishenme, you want to appear in my dream?"

Murong Yu's eyes suddenly were hazy with tears, his heart was like a knife, he bit his lip tightly, his teeth chattered, and his voice called hoarsely: "Xin'er, this is not a dream, I'm late." ”

Nan Jia Xin'er was much more awake at the moment, she rubbed her blurred eyes, and whispered dreamily: "Yu, is it really you?"

"Xin'er, it's me, I've come to see you. Murong Yu's heart was sour, and tears flashed. He pulled up his heart on the bed and hugged her into his arms, for fear that he would lose her.

The two of them hugged like this, feeling each other's heartbeats and breathing, Murong Yu gently stroked the green silk of his heart, and smelled the girl's body fragrance hidden in his hair lovingly.

Xin'er was only wearing a thin light gauze nightdress, which was clinging to Murong Yu's body, especially the full charm that had been fully developed on her chest, which made Murong Yu's whole body burn.

Murong Yu gently pushed his heart, looking at the crystalline tears on Xin'er's face with tenderness, he lowered his head and kissed each tear drop by drop. Feeling the love of his heart hidden in salty teardrops, Murong Yu carefully stretched out the tip of his tongue gently, not leaving every crystal clear pearl.

Xin'er burst into tears, anti-customer, and took the initiative to send a hot kiss. The sweet kiss made Murong Yu gradually lost, and he domineeringly put his heart flat and hugged her, letting her lie comfortably in his arms, lowering his head and savoring the fragrance of his heart.

The two of them, who were intertwined with tears, finally couldn't control each other's emotions anymore, and Murong Yu's big hands began to swim in Xin'er's chest, and the kind of fullness and firmness that was about to come out made Murong Yu completely unable to extricate himself.

The thin nightdress couldn't resist Murong Yu's crazy caresses, and gradually scattered, and the beautiful girl who exuded a youthful atmosphere moaned leisurely under his claws, and a little tenderness turned into a thousand fingers. The bright moon, which was originally high in the night sky, seemed ashamed to see the lingering scene, and quietly hid in the clouds.

Passion blooms only because of youth, youth is beautiful only because of impulse, Murong Yu gently entered the depths of his heart, and Shijie suddenly quieted.

After the Passion......

Xin'er lay shyly in Murong Yu's arms, her fingers gently turning into circles, and Murong Yu caressed Xin'er's hair lovingly.

"Xin'er, does it hurt?" Murong Yu asked softly, Xin'er hummed shyly.

Murong Yu is a human being, of course, he knows that the girl will hurt very much for the first time, and he kisses his heart lovingly, as if he wants to integrate his heart into his body.

"Xin'er, I will protect you well from now on. Murong Yu said in a low voice, "Don't let you be hurt in any way." ”

"Well, what about Bixia's marriage?" Xin'er asked, she was a little worried about Dongfang Yunshu, after all, it was the emperor himself who asked for the marriage.

Murong Yu smiled and pinched Xiao Qiong's nose in his heart, and replied: "It's okay, Dongfang Yunshu doesn't want to marry me, I'm going to wait until the time is ripe to break the marriage contract with her." (To be continued......)

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