After Jiao Didi escaped from the outer room, the prince went crazy

Outside the window, the wind is gentle, and the crescent moon hangs on the treetops, so beautiful.

Suddenly, Li Miaoyi saw a dark shadow on the wall flash past, and the corners of Li Miaoyi's mouth raised slightly. She knew that it was him who was coming.

She closed the window and sat quietly in front of the bronze mirror, arranging her hair.

Warm hands caressed Li Miaoyi's back familiarly. Li Miaoyi couldn't see Song Yanxing's expression clearly. She could only see that he was wearing a white robe today. His hands held Li Miaoyi tightly in his arms. .

The arms that fell on her waist were very strong. After a long time, Li Miaoyi heard the man's somewhat dull voice, "Why did you move back?"

Li Miaoyi chuckled lightly and said, "My aunt and others live too close to that courtyard. I'm not afraid that it will be inconvenient for you to find me."

Song Yanxing was silent for a long time, then touched Li Miaoyi's hair and said, "I've wronged you."

Li Miaoyi shook her head gently and said, "What are you aggrieved about? It's not aggrieved at all. It's quite peaceful for me to live here by myself."

Song Yanxing Song let go and searched in his sleeves for a while, and finally took out a hairpin made of mahogany.

The carving is of the highest quality. The tail of the hairpin is embroidered with a mandarin duck pattern with gold and silver threads, and the middle is a hollow carving. It shines with a soft halo under the light of the candlestick. The style of the hairpin is very simple, but it is still luxurious. It has only two Words can describe - exquisite.

Li Miaoyi was stunned. Redwood is the most precious thing.

Song Yanxing looked at Li Miaoyi in a daze, stretched out his hand and inserted the hairpin into her head. Song Yanxing's movements were clumsy, and it seemed that he had never done this before.

Li Miaoyi's eyes are full of clear spring water, and she wears this red wooden hairpin with mandarin ducks playing in the water on her head.

The fragrant jade is as tender and beautiful as a flower, its fingers are like peeling onions, and its mouth is like a vermillion droplet. She is dressed in red, and her every frown and smile touches people's hearts.

Song Yanxing felt as if an electric current was running through his body, and his mind was rippling. Song Yanxing slowly said, "This hairpin is really suitable for you."

Li Miaoyi smiled sweetly, turned around, stretched out her slender hands, and hooked Song Yanxing's neck.

The next second, she stretched out her jade foot again, along his ankle joint, hanging it on the inside of his calf and rubbing it gently.

Just when Song Yanxing was feeling a little excited, Li Miaoyi said, "Did you do what happened to the fifth princess?"

Song Yanxing raised his eyebrows, still looking cold, and said, "The fifth princess went to the nunnery to pray for Dongling because she requested it herself."

Li Miaoyi looked at Song Yanxing intently, and suddenly smiled, "I'm talking about the fifth princess and her companions who were living alone in the palace that day."

Song Yanxing squinted his eyes, looked at Li Miaoyi seriously, and said, "How did you know?"

Li Miaoyi smiled and said nothing.

"That's all." Song Yanxing said slowly, "She bullied you like that, and I just sent her to a nunnery." After that, Song Yanxing stretched out his hand, and picked up the broken hair beside her ear with his index finger, and he pinched her He slowly played with the satin-like hair in his hands and said, "I am already merciful when treating her like this."

Li Miaoyi slowly stood up, her graceful waist twisted casually, her red lips slowly fell on Song Yanxing's thin lips, and said, "I would like to thank His Highness the Crown Prince."

He looked at her for a few seconds, then suddenly leaned down, held Li Miaoyi in his arms, and walked straight to the bed.

In the quiet night, the bed shook slightly, and Li Miaoyi floated and swayed like a sail meeting the waves.

It was already dawn, and Li Miaoyi was lying in Song Yanxing's arms. He hugged Li Miaoyi's slender waist tightly, and Li Miaoyi's head was buried deeply in Song Yanxing's strong chest.

Song Yanxing could not leave the palace at will. Today, he had to talk to Song Yanxiu about something important. He climbed over the wall from Song Yanxiu's house in the middle of the night just to see Li Miaoyi.

In a few more hours, he would have to go to court in the morning. Before that, he would rush back to the Third Prince's Mansion and go to court with Song Yanxiu.

Li Miaoyi said nothing, but buried her face harder on Song Yanxing's chest.

She couldn't bear to leave him either.I don’t know how long it will take before we see each other again.

Song Yanxing said, "Wuxiu has returned to Beijing. He lives at No. 666 East of the City. If you miss me, you can write to Wu Xiu and he will send it to the palace."

Li Miaoyi nodded and said, "I can spare it."

Song Yanxing touched Li Miaoyi's head lovingly and warned, "Do not give the letter to anyone except Wu Xiu."

"it is good."

After finishing speaking, Song Yanxing stood up, picked up the clothes on the edge of the bed, and put them on him.

Seeing Song Yanxing's movements, Li Miaoyi stood up quickly, but he stretched out his hand to block Li Miaoyi's movement and said, "Get some sleep quickly."

Li Miaoyi curled her lips and said, "Okay, I don't have to, Your Highness."

Hearing this, Song Yanxing chuckled, and he looked at her, his eyes as gentle as water.

The crescent-colored straight-breasted robe is embroidered with gorgeous patterns on blue silk, and the black hair is raised up and fixed with a gilt crown inlaid with jade. The whole person is rich and handsome but also reveals an innate nobility, which makes people feel unattainable. Down to dust.

But Li Miaoyi's heart was extremely subtle. Now such a man belonged to him.

After putting on his clothes, Song Yanxing suddenly leaned down, and the kiss fell on Li Miaoyi's forehead through the broken hair.

The ambiguity seemed to be fermented, which made Li Miaoyi feel confused and at a loss for a while.

Song Yanxing slowly stood up and said softly, "I'm leaving first."

Li Miaoyi nodded.

Song Yanxing walked out quietly and closed the door gently.

Not long after Song Yan left, someone knocked on Li Miaoyi's door. The person knocked on the door in a low voice, as if he was testing whether she was awake in the room.

Li Miaoyi slowly said, "Come in."

After a while, Zhong Xia came in with a porcelain bowl and came to Li Miaoyi's bed. A strong medicinal fragrance filled Li Miaoyi's breath.

Li Miaoyi couldn't help but frown, and then she sat up and stretched out her hand.

Zhong Xia gently put the medicine on Li Miaoyi's hand.

This medicine was not only bitter, but also sour. Li Miaoyi pinched her nose and drank it in one go. As the saying goes, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

Zhong Xia took the empty bowl from Li Miaoyi's hand distressedly, handed her a pack of candied fruits, and said, "Miss, eat some candied fruits to relieve the taste."

Li Miaoyi nodded, took the bag and ate half of it.

She stretched out her hand, pointed to the cloak on the hanger, and said, "Bring it here."

With Zhong Xia's help, Li Miaoyi slowly put the cloak on herself, stood up and walked to a stool nearby to sit down.

Li Miaoyi said, "Destroy all the sheets on the bed."

"Yes." Zhong Xia responded, and then began to tidy up the neat bed.

In fact, Song Yanxing had already sorted it out when he stood up, but Li Miaoyi was still worried. Some things would only make people feel at ease if they were completely destroyed.