After half an hour, the water wave gradually stopped, and a dragon robe embroidered with a tuanlong covered Lin Qingyu's body. Then, he was taken out of the bath by Jiang Xing.
Lin Qingyu thought Jiang Xing would take him back to Xingqing Palace. Although he is not a stubborn person, but he doesn't want to be wrapped in a dragon robe by Jiang Xing and hugged him back. If he is seen by others, he will be decent. "Let me down, I can walk by myself."
Jiang Xing did not answer. Lin Qingyu met his eyes and was taken aback.
Jiang Xing's eyes were no longer the brilliance of a young man, not even gentle, only something that belonged to an adult man.
—Yes, after all, he has grown up again. The combination of the 22-year-old's heart and the 18-year-old body is inexplicably exciting.
He also likes Jiang Xing like this. Lin Qingyu leaned forward and took a bite on the mole on Jiang Xing's throat.
Jiang Xing's throat rolled and his breath became heavier. The next moment, Lin Qingyu hit the screen on his back and made a creak, but he didn't feel any pain at all-it was Jiang Xing who put his hand behind his back.
Lin Qingyu's long, semi-damp hair poured down, and the dragon robe slipped from his shoulders, loose and untidy, like boundless spring.
Jiang Xing couldn't help saying: "Qingyu, you are so good-looking, and you look so good in dragon robe."
Lin Qingyu raised her eyes and smiled: "What do I wear not to look good on?"
Jiang Xing's breath tightened sharply, and he stopped talking, and said concisely, "Hold on to me."
In the middle of the night, Lin Qingyu returned to the dragon bed and insisted on having her hair dry before going to bed: "It is easy to catch cold when you go to bed with wet hair. If this happens, you may get head sickness."
Jiang Xing yawned and wiped Lin Qingyu's hair. His hair is short and easy to dry, and Lin Qingyu's long hair has to be wiped for a long time. In order to prevent him from falling asleep, Jiang Xing and Lin Qingyu talked about business: "Qingyu, you have seen the performance of the queen mother in the dinner room today. She should have begun to taboo that I will stick to you all day long, and it will probably take a while. Some actions. I think it’s time for us to plan ahead."
Lin Qingyu asked: "How do you want to plan?"
"I have roughly a plan now."
Jiang Xing informed Lin Qingyu of his thoughts, and Lin Qingyu listened carefully, and from time to time offered detailed supplements and suggestions for improvement.
In the end, Lin Qingyu said: "The queen mother is kind to you, so do you want to blame her?"
Jiang Xingqi said: "You really have changed. I lied to someone who would be scrupulous about it. This is not like your style."
Lin Qingyu said: "I didn't have a choice before, now I want to be a good person."
"You are indeed a'good person'." Jiang Xing remembered something, "I heard that Xiao Jie's madness has been cured, but he suddenly lost his memory and forgot about the past. Is this your handwriting?"
Lin Qingyu said indifferently: "I just tried a Gu technique taught to me by the Southern Jiang genius doctor. It's not a good deed. It's because he is lucky. If he is lucky, I will go to Xirong early."
Jiang Xing smiled, and did not expose the rare soft-hearted villain. He didn't know that it was for him that Lin Qingyu was willing to show a trace of pity for these insignificant lives.
Jiang Xing turned the topic back to the Queen Mother: "In any case, this is the easiest and most convenient way I thought of. Besides, I am not a bad person."
"How to say."
Jiang Xing said earnestly: "If I were to be separated from you, I would really be crazy."
Lin Qingyu thought for a while and said, "It's okay. Let her worry once, and I won't care about the fact that she used the imperial decree to force me to marry Lu Wancheng."
Jiang Xing was not surprised at all, and said with a smile: "You really hold a lot of grudges. What happened five years ago is still remembered now."
Thinking of five years ago, Lin Qingyu smiled: "Five years... we have done bad things together again."
It used to be in Nan'an Hou's Mansion, then in General's Mansion, and now it's in the imperial palace.
Jiang Xing disagrees: "I want to marry my wife and go home. It's a bad thing." Jiang Xing felt that he was almost wiping, and took away the towel and touched Lin Qingyu's hair, "Why is it still a little wet."
Lin Qingyu said: "It's hard to get a lot of hair."
Jiang Xing smiled and said, "I can't sleep anyway, just keep doing things."
Lin Qingyu: "..." How can this person look exhausted
If someone stands in the hall at this moment, you can see two figures behind the curtain of the dragon bed. The long-haired person sat in the arms of the short-haired person, and the shadow movement was not fast, but the long-haired person's waist stretched into a seductive arc, and finally fell limply on the short-haired person's chest.
When things were done, Lin Qingyu's long hair was finally dry. The two were lying on a bed, sleeping facing each other, staring wide-eyed.
Jiang Xing's eyes fixed on Lin Qingyu's face for a moment, and asked, "Qingyu, don't you want to sleep."
Lin Qingyu said: "It's okay."
"Then are you tired?"
Lin Qingyu said vigilantly: "What do you want to do again."
"I see others Huanai in the script, and Cheng Huanfang will faint, or can't get out of bed." Jiang Xing was a little frustrated, "Why can you talk to me well?"
Lin Qingyu is inexplicable: "The story is the story, and reality is reality. How can people get dizzy so easily. If you really lose consciousness, the problem will be very big."
But although he is not dizzy, tired is really tired, his whole body seems to fall apart, and his voice is dumb. In contrast, a certain person said that he was tired, but his spirit was much better than him.
Jiang Xing raised his eyebrows: "So, it's not my problem? Did the script mislead me?"
"Yeah." Lin Qingyu raised his hand laboriously, touched Jiang Xing's short hair, and said lazily, "The emperor is already great, I like it very much."
Jiang Xing laughed: "I can do it again, baby come to join me next time."
Lin Qingyu smiled lightly: "Yes."
After the winter, the first snow fell in the capital soon. Jiang Xing always paid attention to Lin Qingyu's mood. Lin Qingyu is business as usual, at least it seems so. But when the Gu Fuzhou Festival was approaching, Lin Qingyu suddenly fell ill.
Lin Qingyu's illness was fierce, and the people who reported to the palace said that he was already bedridden, unable to go to court or sit in the court. The emperor couldn't see the prime minister in Xingqing Palace, and ran to Ci'an Palace to find someone: "Queen, where's the prime minister brother?"
The queen mother patiently explained to the emperor: "Lin Xiang is ill. He is recuperating in the general's mansion."
"Then can I go to see him in the general's mansion?"
"The emperor is the emperor, and he wants to live in the palace." The queen mother counseled, "Don't worry about the emperor. When Lin Xiang gets better, he will naturally come back."
She didn't want Lin Qingyu to get sick. But Lin Qingyu's illness happened to separate him from the emperor for a while, and it did what she wanted.
The emperor was taken aback for a moment, his eyes dimmed, as if they had lost their brilliance. The queen mother looked at him like this, her heart sank suddenly-the emperor's eyes were somewhat similar to when he lost his soul. Look closely again, it seems that she read it wrong.
The queen mother thought that she was thinking too much. Who would think that the sage would not see the prime minister, she would become depressed and talk less and less, until she didn't say a word. The doctor Xuan came to see, but he couldn't see why he came.
A terrible thought arose in her heart—could it be that the emperor's loss of soul has relapsed
The queen mother hurriedly asked the national teacher to come. Who thought Xu Jun would like to leave the capital before and only come back a few days later. The queen mother looked at the emperor becoming more and more lifeless and anxious, but there was no other way but to wait.
As soon as Xu Jun wanted to return to the capital, he was eagerly invited into the palace by Laifu, and at a glance he saw Young Master Jiang squatting on the ground playing in the mud.
Xu Jun was willing to open the eyes of Young Master Jiang and take a look. Before he stopped, the queen mother couldn't help asking: "What is the matter with the emperor."
Xu Jun is willing to consider: "The symptoms of the emperor are indeed somewhat similar to the original symptoms of loss of soul."
The queen mother said anxiously: "But isn't the emperor's loss of soul already healed!"
"Dare to ask the Queen Mother, whether Lin Xiang is not in the palace these days?"
The queen mother was puzzled: "Lin Xiang is indeed in the house, but what does this have to do with the emperor's loss of soul?"
"Lin Xiang is the first person who can make the emperor react. It is very important to the emperor's loss of soul. It is for this reason that Weichen recommends that you let Lin Xiangchang accompany the emperor. The three souls and six souls of man are both mysterious and mysterious. The minister could not get a complete picture of it. Perhaps Lin Xiang is the emperor’s unique antidote."
The Queen Mother could not accept: "Lin Qingyu was once Lu Wancheng's wife and Gu Fuzhou's wife, and now he is the prime minister of the first dynasty. How can he stay with the emperor in the palace?"
Xu Junyuan sighed, and said: "Queen dowager, I will speak bluntly. When the emperor lost his soul, you once said that if the emperor could call you "mother queen", you would be satisfied. Now that the emperor's mind is gradually returning to ordinary people, it is an unexpected joy. The emperor. Like to stay with Lin Xiang, why do you want to stop him? Do you prefer to see the emperor before him than he is pleased with Lin Xiang?"
What was it like before
No, no... Her Li'er finally recovered to where she is now, and definitely can't return to dementia, as if she was living in another world.
The queen mother sat down and froze for a while, before Fang returned to her senses: "Quickly, go to Lin Xiang, please come back!"
Laifu reminded her: "Queen Mother, Lin Xiang is still ill."
"Then take the emperor to the general's mansion." The queen mother urged, "Quick!"
The author has something to say: Ah, I tried my best. _(:3」∠)_