Seeing that Miaoxin had turned his back, the gang of demon monks became more and more crazy. Duan Baiyue and Chu Yuan retreated to a safe area, Xiang Lie led the army to arrive in time, and surrounded the assassins.
Miao Xin seemed to be very familiar with the martial arts skills of this group of people, Ye Jin looked at it from a distance for a while, and frowned, "When I was at sea before, I never saw him perform such evil martial arts."
"People in the rivers and lakes, I'm afraid most of them will keep one hand." Wen Liunian said, "In case of emergency."
While the two of them were talking, the group of assassins had already been subdued. When the leader saw the plan was revealed, they were furious and struggled desperately. They turned their heads to say something to Miao Xin, but they didn't notice the poisonous hidden weapon coming from behind them, and they were instantly passed on from their necks. There was a chill, and he could only open his mouth wide and hoarse, but he couldn't make a sound.
Miaoxin glanced at Duan Baiyue, and the clenched fist in her hand loosened again, and a bodhi seed fell to the ground.
"Take it." Chu Yuan instructed in a deep voice, "Watch closely, don't talk nonsense again."
Xiang Lie took orders and led people to escort the assassin back to the palace. Miaoxin's arm was injured during the fight just now, and blood was leaking faintly, and he still stood in place without moving. A circle of garrison troops surrounded him, the long sword in his hand shone with cold light, but he did not dare to act rashly. He didn't know that this person was the enemy. It is a friend, just waiting for the orders of Chu Yuan and Duan Baiyue.
There was silence all around, only the wind blew the fine dust on the ground. Miao Xin lowered her head and raised her eyebrows. She couldn't make out the expression on her face. She didn't look at Chu Yuan again. She covered her arm with one hand and turned and walked slowly out of the city.
"Do you want me to stop it?" Duan Baiyue asked in a low voice.
Chu Yuan shook his head: "If he doesn't want to talk, no one will be able to pry his mouth open. That's it." Those demon monks who were captured just now should be able to talk about it if they want to know the whole story.
This change came and went quickly. Jiang Huai led the people to carry the wounded soldiers back, and after splashing water to wash away the blood on the street, it was as if nothing had happened. Everyone set off again to go to Dayong Pagoda to worship the sky and pray for blessing. In general, it is better to live an ordinary life.
When Cai Miaoxin first started, Mu Hanye knew that the conflict would end soon, so he took Huang Yuan into a small alley to take advantage of the chaos, and the secret guards of the Seven Absolutes quickly brought him there. Clean clothes, the two went to an inn to change them, and they were decent, and went all the way to the palace.
The emperor led the crowd to pray for blessings. Naturally, there were a lot of lengthy etiquette to abide by. Even if Chu Yuan wanted to end it sooner, he still didn't return to the palace until late at night. Nan Moxie was eating supper in the main hall. Eight dishes and eight bowls were placed on a table full of them. Even the chopsticks were gilded with gold.
"Senior Nan." Chu Yuan entered the door with a smile.
"Your Majesty." Nan Moxie stood up. He was very happy at first, but he was a little depressed when he thought about it. After all, he missed a wedding meal in the Southwest Mansion.
"Aunt Jin is still looking for Master." Duan Baiyue said, "Why don't you go home when you wake up."
"I'm worried about the teacher." Nan Moxie slapped his thigh, "It's hard to go down the back mountain. People in Dali City say that you are married, and you have left the southwest to come to Wangcheng." So he ran all the way day and night, for fear of another I missed the second wedding dinner, but luckily I found out on the way that the big wedding was in August, so I was relieved.
Duan Yao said, "I am still a master and dare not go back to the mansion because I am afraid that Aunt Jin will brush my hair again."
Nan Moxie remembered one more thing: "Why didn't you bury me in the grave this time?" When he woke up, he was lying in the cave, almost not knowing how to cheat.
Duan Baiyue said: "Because Yao'er is too lazy to dig a hole, just find a place to put it."
Duan Yao: "..."
Duan Yao said: "Well."
"You are not allowed to learn from these two bastards." Nan Moxie pulled Chu Yuan aside, "Tell me why?"
"Hello." Duan Baiyue reminded behind him, "I haven't given the red envelope yet, what is the name of the master."
Chu Yuan smiled and said: "It's Senior Ghost Hand. He gave a bottle of pills, saying that it can cure Senior's suspended animation, so he won't need to go to the grave in the future."
Nan Moxie was surprised when he heard the words, and then blew his beard on his hips: "Then you believe it?"
Duan Baiyue said: "Otherwise? That is the number one genius doctor in Jianghu."
Nan Moxie moved his muscles and bones, trying to find some discomfort to prove that he still needs to go to the grave, but he felt comfortable and refreshed, so he said angrily, "Damn old man."
Duan Yao was really curious: "Master had a festival with Senior Ghost Hand before?"
Nan Moxie waved his hand: "I haven't seen it before."
Duan Yao: "..."
Then why are you always complaining about others behind your back
Nan Mo evilly said: "Because his apprentice got married early."
Duan Yao said in surprise, "Is this not possible?"
Nan Mo wickedly said: "Naturally not." Martial arts are second to none, and fame is an extraneous thing. Only other people's apprentices get married early, which can't be tolerated.
Duan Baiyue cleared her throat and sincerely suggested, "You can try to accept Palace Master Qin as your apprentice."
"Talking nonsense." Chu Yuan slapped him and pulled Nan Moxie to sit down, "Since the seniors have come to Wangcheng, why are they standing on the street with their heads covered?"
Duan Yao held her forehead, embarrassed.
"I should have arrived a long time ago." Nanmo evilly said, "Only on the way, I met Mu Hanye, the King of Seven Absolutes."
"The masked person in the daytime?" Duan Baiyue asked.
Nan Moxie nodded, another one who was married early, an apprentice from someone else's family.
Duan Baiyue said: "Speak the business!"
Nan Moxie pouted, squeezed beside Chu Yuan, stayed away from his apprentice, and just explained the whole story.
On the mountain outside Zitong Town that day, Nan Moxie found a tree shade and was dozing off, but was awakened by a rustling sound. When he opened his eyes, he saw a monk hiding not far away, very sneaky. . Maybe it was because Ye Jin talked about baldness too many times during the battle in Nanyang, and even Nan Moxie began to pay special attention to the monk. But before he could see the clue, the monk screamed and fell down the mountain.
Such a lively scene, of course, must be watched, not to mention that there is still a period of time away from the wedding, so Nan Moxie secretly followed down the mountain and went all the way to an inn in the city.
There was window paper on the window, Nan Moxie sucked his finger with great interest, and wanted to poke a hole to see, but someone behind him said coldly, "This senior."
"Ah!" Nan Moxie was taken aback.
Mu Hanye leaned against the door frame and looked at him calmly.
Nan Moxie said calmly, "I went to the wrong room."
Mu Hanye said, "The entire inn has been covered by us."
Nan Moye praised: "It's really rich."
Huang Yuan: "..."
"Then I'll go first." Nan Moxie turned around calmly and tried to go down the steps.
Mu Hanye grabbed his back collar.
Nan Moye cried, "I'm really just a poor beggar." Why can't the old man be spared
Mu Hanye said: "If anyone has the skills of the senior, I am afraid that they have already mixed with the elders of the beggar gang."
Nan Moxie raised his hand to wipe his tears, and suddenly attacked him in the face.
Mu Hanye raised the corner of his mouth and pulled Huang Yuan back two steps: "I can't fight with senior, otherwise I'm afraid I will be punished by Emperor Chu."
Nan Moye: "..."
Mu Hanye said, "Senior's kung fu and messy hair make it hard to recognize him."
Nanmo smiled dryly: "It's easy to say."
Since everyone is a friend of Da Chu, things will be much simpler after that. The monk was still stubborn at first, but in the end he couldn't stand the torture, and he quickly explained his origin, the Western Regions Bo Lulu.
"Western Regions?" Huang Yuan frowned slightly, looking at Mu Hanye, "Have you heard of it before?"
"It disappeared for hundreds of years, but it turned out not to be dead." Mu Hanye said, "Tell me, what do you want to do with this king?"
The monk was powerless. He really just happened to pass by. When he saw two people in the mountains coming towards him, he hid behind the grass, but he didn't expect to be beaten down.
However, Mu Hanye didn't believe it. Since it was a cult in the Western Regions, the king staring at the desert was very reasonable. After all, everyone came from almost the same place.
The monk was on the verge of spitting up blood.
Of course, in the end, everyone still roughly figured out the cause and effect of the incident. When they heard that Miaoxin was going to take this group to Wangcheng to assassinate the emperor, Nan Moxie turned black and ran downstairs. Get married, but don't make trouble again.
Mu Hanye grabbed him and dragged his life back to his room.
The royal city was heavily guarded, and the guard was even tighter during the wedding. The group of Po Lunlu originally wanted to infiltrate the palace, but Miao Xin rejected the plan. In the end, they could only negotiate an ambush in Zhengyang Street to assassinate the emperor when he was offering sacrifices to the sky. So Mu Hanye also led his subordinates, secretly returned to the royal city with Nan Moxie, and informed Zhao Yue and Si Kongrui of the incident one day in advance, so that they could pay more attention the next day.
"Why didn't you tell Brother Duan?" Sikong Rui was puzzled.
Nan Moxie eloquently said: "At the time of the big wedding, it's too late to worry about business, so why let these trivialities upset the mood." Marriage is the most important thing.
Sikong Rui understood: "That's right."
"It's really Bharat." After hearing the whole story, Duan Yao said, "This is not like a cult, it's more like a wicked person, and he specially picked the time when the army on Zhengyang Street was the most to assassinate."
Duan Baiyue glanced at Chu Yuan: "What is the origin of this group of people, and why do you want to assassinate the emperor of Great Chu?"
"Perhaps hundreds of years ago, I had a festival with the ancestors of the Chu family." Chu Yuan shook his head, "There are always some people who like to talk about hatred being passed down from generation to generation, and I don't know what it is for."
"It's a farce, it's fine." Duan Yao said, "It's better to make a fuss now than the big wedding day... ah!"
"I don't know how to say something festive." Nan Moxie carried the little apprentice by the waist, "Go, go back, and let your brother and sister-in-law rest early."
"Put me down!" Duan Yao struggled.
Nan Moxie jumped onto the wall in two steps.
Chu Yuan watched the two disappear and said, "I haven't had time to thank my senior yet."
"It's not too late to thank you when you serve tea." Duan Baiyue smiled, "Let's go, I'll take you back to rest too."
Chu Yuan nodded and followed him back to the bedroom. He was a little tired during the day, and fell asleep when his head touched the pillow. Listening to the breathing of the person beside him gradually getting longer, Duan Baiyue just extinguished the incense and pushed the door out of the palace.
There was a cow hair autumn rain floating in the sky, and following the code left by the Southwest House along the way, Duan Baiyue quickly chased after a broken temple outside the city. Duan Nian was standing outside and whispered: "My lord."
There was a bonfire burning in the empty hall, and Miao Xin was closing her eyes to rest.
Duan Baiyue sat beside him.
Miao Xin didn't open her eyes, she just said in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing here, Your Highness?"
Duan Baiyue asked: "Why do you want to do this?"
Miao Xin murmured: "The emperor is fine."
"If the king guessed correctly, these Brahmins don't plan to act at this time." Duan Baiyue smiled, "It's because of you that they are obstructing them for a while, and they are willing to come to Wangcheng to assassinate the emperor, right? "
Miao Xin said, "Sooner or later, these people will do something to the emperor. Instead of waiting until a few years later when their power grows and sneaks into the king's city, it's better to be brought by a poor monk now, so that they can take precautions."
"Bharani was expelled from the sea more than 100 years ago. Logically speaking, there should be no conflict with the emperor." Duan Baiyue said, "But the grievances of the ancestors?"
Miao Xin shook her head: "After this disaster, this group of people will not take the initiative to take action for at least the next 30 years. The lord doesn't need to worry or ask again."
"Okay." Duan Baiyue put a small medicine bottle in front of him, "This is a wound medicine."
Miaoxin closed her eyes again.
Duan Baiyue did not leave, but turned on the fire, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Sometimes you like someone, you can't hide it."
Miao Xin's body froze suddenly.
"Xiaoyuan can't see it because he doesn't want to see it at all. If you dare not do it, it doesn't mean it's wrong, and it doesn't mean that the king dare not do it." Duan Baiyue dropped the stick in his hand, "No matter what So, thank you for today."
Miao Xin's brows were twisted into knots, and she didn't open her eyes until she heard the sound of his footsteps gradually receding, feeling a little lost.
Originally, a monk shouldn't have feelings and desires, and he didn't think it was liking, but reverence and admiration, high above, out of reach, like a dazzling beam of light that people couldn't ignore, but couldn't touch.
It's just that the farther away, the more I want to hold it in my hand. After realizing this incident, Miao Xin panicked, said goodbye to the city overnight, and returned to Xiaoye Temple day and night, where she meditated and worshipped the Buddha before suppressing her evil thoughts. It's just that some things take root in my heart, and the darker I get, the louder I get. When I can't hold back, I find a place where no one else can go crazy, just to relax for a moment, and that's why I meet on a desert island. Brahura.
For him, Duan Baiyue's existence is like a thorn in his heart, and it is also like a sharp knife, mercilessly cutting open the camouflage that has been carefully maintained for many years, exposing all feelings to the sky— In addition to respect and admiration, there is jealousy and madness. It is almost obsessive to want to succeed Chu Yuan, not so much for the sake of the society, but rather because of unwillingness.
At a certain moment when he was bewitched by Brahura, he even thought that maybe he could really kill Chu Yuan and make him disappear from the world. The immortal military exploits and glorious image of the young emperor to level the Northwest, set the East China Sea, and conquer the South Ocean to unify the four seas, just as he thought at the beginning.
Miao Xin hugged her head and groaned in pain.
"Master." Duan Nian knocked on the door, kindly reminded, "You better take the medicine soon." After all, he was bleeding all the way.
Wonderful Heart: "… "
Duan Baiyue got on the horse and turned back to the royal city without turning his head. When he entered the palace, the sky just happened to be bright.
Chu Yuan leaned on the bed and was looking at him.
"It was discovered." Duan Baiyue raised her hand, "I admit my mistake."
Chu Yuan asked, "How is it?"
Duan Baiyue nodded: "Well."
Chu Yuan smiled: "It's work."
"Do you want to go to the morning?" Duan Baiyue asked, "I will accompany you."
Four joys came from Chu Yuan, he asked for hot water for bathing, and he held his cheeks with both hands and kissed him: "Walking around all night, what are you going to do in the morning, sleep well, I will come back at noon to eat with you."
Duan Baiyue nodded: "Alright."
The little waiter filed in, holding a basket covered with petals in his hand, and poured it into the water.
Duan Baiyue: "..."
Chu Yuan said with a headache: "How many times have I told Mammy Zhang, the lord doesn't need to prepare these."
The little maid said with sincerity and fear: "Mummy said that the prince doesn't need to use it on weekdays, but it is necessary two days before the big wedding." After all, the queen needs to be more fragrant.
"Forget it, I will find her in person." Chu Yuan asked Sixi to fasten his belt and said to Duan Baiyue, "Otherwise, you will work first today?"
The King of Southwest glanced at the bucket of fragrant water, and his mood was complicated. If Master saw it, he would probably talk about it every day alongside the bedwetting.
However, in fact, Nan Moxie was in no mood to care about him. At this moment, he was running around the courtyard with his head in his arms. Why did he still have to comb his hair when he arrived in the palace, and he didn't even know who these people were.
Mammy Zhang stood on the steps and commanded a group of maids to hold him down, the grate flying like a fly. The size is the queen's maiden family. It doesn't matter if you are not rich, at least you should be decent and clean, and your hair should be well combed.
Nan Moxie screamed again and again, life is better than death.
Duan Yao covered her head with the quilt in the room, and fell back to sleep firmly.
After the next morning, Mu Hanye went to see Chu Yuan in high spirits, and said happily, "Emperor Chu doesn't need to say thank you for what happened yesterday, just give me 8,000 taels of silver."
Chu Yuan's attitude was kind: "King Mu will sit first, and Wen Aiqing will arrive later."
who? Mu Hanye coughed twice, sat up straight and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't have money, why don't you take advantage of the lack of people and talk about business?" You might even be fooled around for a few hundred taels—this is not unheard of before.
Chu Yuan smiled: "Alright."
In the bedroom, the Empress of Great Chu finished the fragrant flower petal bath, and went to bed yawning. She didn't wake up until someone pinched her nose.
"It's noon." Chu Yuan poked his cheek, "Get up to eat."
"So fast." Duan Baiyue yawned, "Tired."
"Just now when I came back, I met Mammy Zhang." Chu Yuan hugged his waist, "She said she wanted to teach you the rules of big marriage."
Duan Baiyue woke up instantly.
Chu Yuan said: "I promise."
Duan Baiyue said with difficulty: "Do you want to learn this?"
"That's right." Chu Yuan leaned against his chest, "You will be the queen after the big wedding, so there are many rules and etiquettes."
Duan Baiyue's expression is indescribable, and her mood is also indescribable.
"What?" Chu Yuan pulled a lock of his hair, "Don't want to learn?"
Duan Baiyue squeezed the words out from between his teeth: "Well."
Chu Yuan pouted: "That can't be done, it's about royal dignity."
Duan Baiyue: "..."
Duan Baiyue: "..."
Duan Baiyue: "..."
Chu Yuan bit his lower lip and couldn't help laughing.
Duan Baiyue finally reacted: "Did you lie to me?"
Chu Yuan leaned on his shoulder and smirked: "Silly."
Duan Baiyue breathed a sigh of relief, hugged him and sighed: "The more you learn, the worse it will be." How can you get it in the future.
"I didn't lie to you. When I really met Zhang mama, that was the old mama in the palace. Even the queen mother had to obey her when she first entered the palace." Chu Yuan said, "Xiao Jin was most afraid of her when she was a child."
Duan Baiyue admired from the bottom of his heart: "It turns out that there are people in the world that Ye Guzhu would be afraid of."
"Mother Fang Cai met Senior Nan, so she combed his hair by the way." Chu Yuan said.
Duan Baiyue: "..."
Duan Baiyue said: "Pfft."
"There are many interesting people in this palace. I will tell you one by one in the future." Chu Yuan pulled him to stand up, "Let's go, let's go have dinner."
"I was still saying that after the wedding, I will go back to the southwest for a while." Duan Baiyue pulled him closer to her arms, "How can I be willing now."
"You are the King of the Southwest." Chu Yuan held his cheeks with both hands, "Be good, don't indulge in sensuality."
Duan Baiyue gave up on herself: "I only eat bird's nest and want to be the queen of Da Chu."
Chu Yuan said: "Oh, that's the story of Mammy Zhang."
Duan Baiyue covered his mouth and strode out of the bedroom with the person in his arms. Chu Yuan struggled with a smile, a circle of small servants all bowed their heads, but saw nothing.
The sun is shining outside.
In the midst of the busyness, everything before the celebration was finally completed. According to the rules, the newlyweds could not meet on the eve of the big wedding. Sixi led Duan Baiyue to a side hall covered with red silk and satin. When they entered the door, they saw Si Kongrui and Duan Yao smiling and applauding, Nan Moxie squatting in Shaking his head on the chair, his hair is neat, and behind him are a circle of shadow guards who came to give gifts from the Shadow Palace, as well as the shadow guards of the Seven Absolutes who were forcibly dragged here, the shadow guards of Riyue Mountain Villa—drinking wedding wine, it is natural to pull it up With friends, otherwise life has no meaning.
Duan Baiyue turned around with an expressionless face: "To disturb you, I went to the wrong door."
Duan Yao flew on his dear brother's back and dragged him back into the room.
Duan Baiyue is exhausted, why is his brother more and more like a monkey.
Father Sixi carefully closed the door for everyone, and before leaving, he did not forget to remind him not to make too much noise tonight, and to get up early tomorrow.
There was laughter in the room, and no one heard what he was saying.
Sixi: "… "
Chu Yuan was lying on the dragon bed alone, smiling even in his dreams.
The next day, before dawn, the palace was busy, the eyes were full of red and bright colors, gold and jade were everywhere, and the flowers on both sides of the road were fragrant floating, attracting countless colorful butterflies to fly, and the colorful silk threads on the trees contrasted with each other. . No one was sitting in the sedan chair, so it was changed to two horses, tall and mighty in red and colorful, and they were in the courtyard early in the morning.
Chu Yuan sat at the table and let the four xi servants change into a wedding dress. Compared with the suit in the Southwest mansion, it was much more grand and gorgeous. It took a whole year for the embroidered lady in the palace to make it. Lines, reflecting the pulsing streamers under the rising sun. The facial features in the bronze mirror are handsome and handsome, and in a trance, it seems to have returned to the first sight, in a blink of an eye, many years.
"Your Majesty?" Sixi stuffed an acacia fruit carved from red jade into his hand and smiled, "Your Highness is coming soon."
Chu Yuan returned to his senses: "Well."
"I heard people say that the city is also decorated with lanterns today, and it is very lively." Sixi said, "The people are flocking to the streets, and they are happier than New Year's."
While they were talking, the sound of firecrackers came from outside the hall. The group happily surrounded Duan Baiyue and came in to pick up the relatives. Chu Yuan pursed his lips, his eyes flowed with affection, and looked up at him with a smile.
Duan Baiyue held his hand slightly and pulled him into his arms. It was the treasure that he most wanted to hide in the palm of his life.
Seeing the two of them standing still, Sikong Rui coughed twice to remind him that the auspicious time was coming, and it was not too late to carry him back to the bridal chamber.
"Are you ready?" Duan Baiyue whispered in his ear.
Chu Yuan said: "Well."
After waiting for so many years, I finally got this day. With him by his side, all the noise in his ears seemed to cease to exist, only his low voice and those familiar and affectionate eyes remained. He was taken out of the bedroom by his hand, and he rode all the way to the front hall to salute. The sun was shining all over his body, but it was no more than the warmth of the embrace of the person behind him.
From then on, it will be forever, forever and ever.
Nan Moxie, dressed in a bright red satin, took the tea cup from Chu Yuan, and was so happy that he almost burst into tears.
Duan Baiyue knelt aside to remind: "Red envelope."
Nan Moxie took out a small red envelope and wrapped it tightly.
When Chu Yuan received it, his face stiffened—why would he still move.
Duan Baiyue squeezed the words out from between his teeth: "Master, Father."
Chu Yuan settled down: "Thank you, Master."
"Okay, it's good to get married." Nan Moxie picked them up, thinking about taking a sedan chair to walk around the street.
Sixi waved his hand, and immediately eight bearers carried a soft red sedan chair, covered with gorgeous brocade, surrounded by butterflies, magpies and peony carved from jasper, and even the dewdrops were decorated with gems , lively and trembling. Nan Moxie lay on his head, feeling relaxed and happy, feeling that he should live to be two hundred years old.
"Get up!" The bearer let out a long hoarse, and steadily carried him out of the palace. The first place to go is the Taifu's Mansion. There were two other strong men carrying firecrackers the size of grinding discs, only to wait until they were lit at the door.
Tao Rende: "..."
The palace on this day was unprecedentedly lively. Until late at night, the banquet in the main hall was not over yet. The red palace lanterns hung high, reflecting the noisy crowd below. Said to be drunk or not. When it was about to end, even Chu Yuan became a little more drunk, and was led back to the sedan chair.
Duan Baiyue was entangled and drank a few more cups, but when she went back, she was stopped by her mama, so she had to go to bathe incense according to the etiquette, and finally entered the bridal chamber. Chu Yuan had already been changed into clothes by Sixi. With a hint of alcohol and the aroma after bathing, he was sitting beside the bed waiting for him. The red cloud satin is slightly luminous, looming and sticking to the body, which is particularly attractive under the light of the red candle.
Duan Baiyue stood beside the bed and squeezed his chin lightly.
Chu Yuan looked at him, and in addition to affection and nostalgia, there was a hint of wetness in his eyes, just like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, which could not be seen at a glance.
"What should I do?" Duan Baiyue squatted down and held his hands close to his mouth, "I just want to hide you at home and not show it to others."
Chu Yuan spread out his palm, still holding the acacia fruit in the morning, and only looked at him and smiled.
Two white jade cups filled with fine wine were already prepared on the table, Chu Yuan and him wrapped their arms around him, raised their heads and drank them all. It was still Feixia, but with a hint of sweetness. Before she could put down the wine glass, she was picked up and gently placed on the bed.
Duan Baiyue lowered her head and stared at the person under her. After a long time, she just lowered her head and kissed his lips. She could still taste the taste of Feixia between her teeth. It was faint, but it was more intoxicating than any fine wine. The clothes slipped off his shoulders like water, Chu Yuan exerted a slight pressure on it, and his index finger slowly slid across the delicate little dragon in his heart.
Duan Baiyue dragged his waist and hugged the person back into his arms.
Softer than ever, yet more ecstasy than ever. Duan Baiyue kissed his eyebrows and eyes, then turned down and kissed the sweet lips again. Every collision and request was a love so strong that it couldn't be solved.
Chu Yuan wrapped his arms around his back, the corners of his eyes were crimson, and even his moans were blocked.
A pair of red candles flickered by the bedside, reflecting the full spring color, full of infatuation, and after that, they flew together and did not want to return.
Ten days later, the envoys from various countries left one after another, and Mu Hanye took Huang Yuan and went to the Chasing Shadow Palace with great interest to find Qin Shaoyu to reminisce.
Qijue Guoying's health is better than death, but the shadow guard of the shadow palace is very happy, and even rushing to help a good friend in a foreign country with a backpack.
After sending the group away, the palace was much quieter. Chu Yuan moved his sore muscles and bones, and handed the thick stack of memorials to Si Xi, too tired to move: "Where's your lord?"
"Back to the emperor, in the imperial garden." Sixi replied.
Chu Yuan stood up and walked all the way to find it. He was held down and tossed all night, woke up in the morning with a sore back and went to the court, and he had to come to the imperial study to approve the book, but he was enjoying the scenery in the imperial garden
Today's dinner is only vegetables, not meat.
"Your Majesty." Duan Yao was digging soil in the garden, planning to plant some flowers.
"Where's your brother?" Chu Yuan asked.
Duan Yao pointed back: "I'm practicing, but don't let others approach."
Hearing this, Chu Yuan was puzzled, so he walked to the martial arts field, Duan Yao didn't stop him, and continued to dig holes and plant grass - his sister-in-law was not someone else, no matter if his brother was running naked or crazy, he could see it.
Xuanming cold iron shone into the ground with a cold light, causing a slight tremor under his feet, Chu Yuan: "..."
"Why are you here?" Duan Baiyue was taken aback and hurriedly closed the door.
"I haven't seen anyone all morning." Chu Yuan said, "I've finished approving the book, and I'll ask you to go back to dinner."
Duan Baiyue smiled and said, "It sounds like an ordinary person's life."
Chu Yuan said: "No ordinary person would criticize Zhezi." That is called a rebel.
Duan Baiyue took his hand: "I mean you came to me and went home for dinner in person."
The two walked back holding hands, and Chu Yuan suddenly said, "Why don't we go to Shanhaiju?"
"Why, want to eat outside?" Duan Baiyue asked.
Chu Yuan said: "Since the wedding, I haven't been out of the palace."
Duan Baiyue thought for a while: "Alright, but don't go to Shanhaiju. How about going to Sikong's Jinduanzhuang for a meal? The cooks there are also good, and you can eat fresh."
"Okay." Chu Yuan agreed, pulling him back to change his clothes.
When Sikong Rui heard the news, he hurriedly ordered the cook to prepare, and he felt in his heart that he would still be given free food by the emperor one day.