Xia Yuanqiu hurried back to the house, and Xing Fang hurriedly prepared hot water for her. After taking a bath, Xing Fang helped her put on clothes. Seeing her slender waist and red and purple fingerprints, she covered her mouth and smiled and said: "Miss and Prince When you are having fun in the carriage, do you consider the horse's mood?"
Xia Yuanqiu's face turned red, and she reached out and tapped Xing Fang's forehead: "Naughty, don't mention this matter again!" Her legs and feet were still a little weak, and her heart beat involuntarily every time she thought of the fierce battle just now. Speeding up, every time she was with him would bring her new excitement and enjoyment. She had even begun to look forward to the next time, hoping that that moment would come soon.
It turns out that this is the so-called **** mood, and it’s not so shameful!
Xing Fang wiped her long wet hair and saw the prince walking quickly towards her through the window. She chuckled and said: "My big, eyesore lantern has to go, otherwise someone will have to follow me." I’m anxious!”
Xing Fang exited the room with a smile, and met the prince who had already walked to the door. She lightly blessed herself, then turned and ran away.
Zhu Yan entered the room and saw Yuan Qiu combing her long, semi-dry and semi-wet hair. He quickly stepped forward and took the wooden comb from her hand: "I'm here to help you!"
This is the life he has always dreamed of. He can see her every morning when he wakes up, help her comb her hair, watch her change her makeup, go out with her, and go home together. Now that it has finally come true, he is so happy that he almost flies.
"Why are you laughing?" Xia Yuanqiu couldn't help but ask as he looked at Zhu Yan who kept giggling in the mirror.
Zhu Yan chuckled and said, "I'm happy. Of course you have to smile when you're happy."
Yuan Qiu pursed his lips, raised his charming eyes, looked at the man in the mirror, and said angrily: "How silly!"
"Don't look at me like this. If you look at me like this again, I won't be able to help it anymore!" Zhu Yan raised his eyebrows, and gently touched her shoulder with his free hand, squeezing it suggestively. Her fragrant shoulders.
Xia Yuanqiu blushed and quickly changed the subject: "Stop making trouble, tell me what you and Zhu Sheng have been talking about today? When I went to the Yizheng Hall, I saw that your faces were solemn. Did something happen?"
Zhu Yan frowned lightly, shook his head and said, "Don't worry about this, I will take care of it."
Xia Yuanqiu raised his red lips and said dissatisfiedly: "I tell you everything. In front of you, I have no secrets at all. What's wrong? Do you want to play deep with me now?"
Zhu Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said hurriedly: "Okay, okay, I'll say it, I'll say it all, okay?"
"Today, the fourth brother told me that the informant he sent in Beiming Kingdom sent back news that Beiming Kingdom is secretly gathering troops and horses, and it seems that they are preparing to make some big move."
Xia Yuanqiu felt that the word "Beiming Country" was very familiar. He couldn't remember where he had heard it before, so he asked: "There are many possibilities for gathering troops and horses. It may not be to invade our country's border, but we have to guard against it. There are still spies." Is there any other more precise news?"
Zhu Yan shook his head: "The blame lies here. After receiving the news, the emperor sent someone to reply to him, but there was no news again. I wonder if something happened to the spy."
"So, we don't know anything about the current situation in Beiming Kingdom? Is there no other spy besides this spy?"
Zhu Yan's brows deepened and he said: "It's strange to say that after this spy lost news, other spies who were originally in contact also lost news. The letters he sent never received a reply."