Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 647
The identity of the prince will instantly become the grandson of the rebellious minister, and she wants to know what kind of catastrophe the Long family will face.

So, let this secret become a secret forever, and keep it in the bottom of my heart. No one should touch it, not even herself.

Listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books.

After chatting with Fu Mengxi, Meng Baiyun's heart was full of excitement, and he wanted to spend her leisurely days with a pony, a bag, and a pot of wine, fighting against the rivers and lakes, stepping on the setting sun.

With a clear heart, she took the initiative to sit beside Long Aohan when the carriage rested and had a meal in the evening.

"Give me some meat."

She stretched out her hand, and he was a little surprised, tearing off a piece of beef and handing it to her palm: "What are you and Fu Mengxi talking about in the afternoon, you seem to be having a good chat."

"It's very happy, she reminds me of my unfulfilled dreams and what I used to be."

"Your Dream?"

"Hehe, I told you before, but you may not remember it. My dream is to have someone I like, to see the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and the scenery of the world. There is no doubt that the person I want to travel around the rivers and lakes with was once you , you also promised me, but you have perfunctory me time and time again. I don’t need anyone to accompany me now. I know martial arts and I have a brain. No matter how chaotic the world is, I have the ability to protect myself. So, Long Ao cold……"

He realized that he didn't like to hear what she said next, so he stopped her aloud: "What do you want to say, wait until tomorrow when you join the main force."

"I'm not in a hurry. I can wait until I come back from this treasure hunt. I'm afraid you are in a hurry."

"Let's eat."

He lowered his head and muffled his voice.

Caring about eating, if he knew what she was going to say, he should be very happy.

She let him go, those four months, those eight years of love and hatred, she wanted to let go.

She is relaxed now, and with Fu Mengxi, she feels that she is full of vitality and youth.

In the evening, she chatted with Fu Mengxi in the carriage for a long time, laughing constantly.

In the middle of the night, Fu Mengxi was tired, so the happy chat stopped.

The carriage was too small, and wanted to make Fu Mengxi sleep more comfortably, Meng Baiyun spread a thick quilt and put her on the ground, and leaned against the wall of the carriage to rest with his eyes closed.

Just fell asleep when someone knocked lightly on the window.

She yawned and opened the window, and saw the face of a soldier: "Ma'am, there is an inn, the general said to come down and rest."

"Oh, Mengxi, Mengxi?"

"kindness."

"Come down, there is an inn, go to the inn and talk."

"kindness."

Fu Mengxi rubbed his eyes, yawned, and staggered as he walked, apparently half of him was still playing chess with Duke Zhou.

After entering the inn, Xiao Er came up to greet him wrapped in a coat.

There are a lot of vacant rooms in this inn, because the town is less than half an hour away, and all ordinary passers-by will choose to walk forward for another half an hour before resting. The business of this inn can be seen to be very cold. The guests, even the shopkeeper, got up in person and introduced the room to everyone with a nod and bow.

"There is a flower house in the backyard, and a hot spring. There is a small building on the second floor next to it. It is the best room in our place. The guest officials in front have also seen it. The second floor is the upper room, and there are some rooms on the first floor. It has not been cleaned up for a long time because few guests are vacant, but there are a few people who want to stay, so I will ask someone to clean it up immediately."

Obviously want to make more money?

Long Aohan waved his hand: "I want the house in the back, you can arrange it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Meng Baiyun, and stretched out his hand: "Let's go."

"I slept with Mengxi."

There was a trace of breath in his eyes, dangerous and doting: "Yesterday, there were few rooms, so I had to let you share a room with Miss Mengxi. Today there are plenty of rooms. Do you want to have a good chat with Miss Mengxi? Do you want to chat overnight? You see, Miss Mengxi is about to pass out, she is very tired from driving all the way, what else do you have to say, get in the car at dawn and say, come here, be good."

Fu Mengxi also yawned and said: "Sister Meng, go to sleep, I'm so sleepy, I snore and grind my teeth in sleep, I must have disturbed you last night, ah, I'm so sleepy, shopkeeper, give me a room Go to the room."

"Yes, yes, this way please, girl."

The shopkeeper led a group of people up to the second floor, only Long Aohan and Meng Baiyun downstairs.

"come over."

He held out his hand again.

Meng Baiyun didn't move.

The danger in his eyes gradually outweighed the pampering.

He was in a gloomy mood throughout the evening, she is not good now, she is courting death.

He stepped forward suddenly, and hugged her horizontally. She screamed, which alarmed the string of "octopuses" going upstairs.

Everyone turned around, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes looked over at the same time. Meng Baiyun's old face was flushed, and Long Aohan's smile was gentle and watery: "Look, I have to hug you, okay, just hug you, don't even look at it." gone."

Everyone knew it well and laughed and turned around and continued upstairs.

Long Aohan held Meng Baiyun in his arms and strode towards the backyard following the fingerprints of the second child.

A small courtyard is elegant, with the faint scent of flowers wrapped in dense water vapor, the hostility on the body becomes lazy.

He strode into the room and sent Xiaoer away. He looked at the room and said something that made Meng Baiyun want to die: "It's been a long time since I cleaned you up. This place is big enough. Do you want to be at the desk or on the window sill tonight? Or, you want to try that, you're on it."

Following his gaze, is a rocking chair.

Meng Baiyun's ears were as hot as if they had been soaked in chili oil.

She seems to have always been passive in such matters.

Because he is passive, he always seems to be the one being attacked.

Why.

Suddenly, she clasped Long Aohan's arm tightly with both hands: "Today, my sister is playing with you, tell me, where do you want to be? On the desk, on the window sill, or do you want to try this?"

She pointed to the row of writing brushes on the table, smiling ambiguously.

Long Aohan understood what she meant almost instantly, his blood was racing, he threw her on the chair, and kissed her bitterly.

At first I wanted to push away in a panic, but I felt that I was not as shameless and let go as he was in this kind of matter, so I was restrained by him many times.

So, she went all out, hugged his neck, her tongue was more active than his, pried open his teeth, and stuck it into his mouth.

All the muscles in Long Aohan's body were tense.

What is she going to do?
She is playing with fire.

Pulling out her simple wooden hairpin, the long hair like a waterfall poured down instantly, and his five fingers penetrated into her hair, pressing her lips against his hot lips.

When she opened her eyes, she was also looking at her with a competitive look.

He chuckled, and suddenly understood why she took the initiative, so he let go of his hand, pulled back his tongue, and backed away a little: "Meng Baiyun, do you think you can take the initiative in this kind of thing?"

"Why can't I, I will pay, I'm playing with you today."

(End of this chapter)