The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Yun Qianyue rolled his eyes, "Rong son, are you a child?"

"I have been feeding you hard for a long time!" Rong Jing moved the fork in his hand.

Yun Qianyue was speechless, and could only feed him with vegetables, Rong Jing swallowed. The room was quiet again.

After the meal, Yun Qianyue leaned lazily on the chair, remembering Yun Muhan, and asked Rong Jing, "Did Ye Qian find you?"

"No!" Rong Jing shook his head.

"Did she bring Yun Muhan out of the capital?" Yun Qianyue asked again. She didn't send someone to look for Yun Muhan's whereabouts. That day Liner said that Ye Qian's mother and Queen Nanliang were twin sisters. She felt that Ye Qian would not hurt Yun Muhan. She frowned, "Yang Qian is seriously ill, will Ye Qian return to Nanjiang at this opportunity?"

"No!" Rong Jing shook his head. "If South Xinjiang is free of the King of Ten Thousand Mantras, it is equivalent to a tree without roots."

"So Ye Qian will definitely come to us?" Yun Qianyue narrowed her eyes.

"Hmm!" Rong nodded.

"In addition to the King of Mantras, what else does Ye Qian want?" Yun Qiangyue wondered what Ye Qian was planning. She always felt that apart from the king of Wan Man, Ye Qian was still planning something. This is a woman's intuition.

"No matter what, there will be results on the day of the Emperor's birthday, because the King of South Xinjiang can't wait, Ye Qian must return to South Xinjiang as soon as possible." Rong Jing put his hand on Yun Qianyue's head and gently covered it, " There is no certain rule for all things in the world, no one has to do that. Whether it is Ye Qian, Ye Tianyi, Ye Qingran, Ye Tianyu, Ye Tianqing, even the emperor, Nan Lingrui, including you and me. , There is a line in my heart that is pulling. As long as you follow this line to check, everything will be clear."

Yun Qianyue nodded.

"So, no matter what Ye Qian is doing, or who is doing what, we don't have to bother. Others are only confused by appearances, as long as we don't lose our heart, we will always set aside the clouds." Rong Jing gently lifted Yun Qian A ray of green silk in the moon, the temperature of the words is soft like water, "For example, you must always remember that your purpose, your purpose is to marry me, and I want to marry you. That's all."

Yun Qingyue nodded with a smile, and suddenly felt that compared with Rong Jing, she was the child who needed him to admonish him.

"Good!" Rong Jing dropped his hand and stood up.

"Going back home?" Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing.

Rong Jing stretched out her hand and walked to the bed, shook her head, and said wearily, "No, sleep!"

Yun Qianyue looked back at the window. It was noon, what did it look like when the two of them were lying on the bed? She shook her head, "I'm not sleepy, sleep on your own!"

"Since you moved back to your house, I haven't been able to sleep these days. Last night, I didn't sleep. You have to accompany me." Rong Jing's speaking room had come to the bed, and he went to bed first, gently leaning, Yun As Qianyue was dragged into bed by him, he wrapped her arms in his arms and put her in his arms. He stretched his hands and pulled the quilt over the two. Close your eyes and say wearily: "Sleep! Tonight you will have to ambush in ten faces, so you won't sleep."

"Still playing?" Yun Qianyue frowned at him.

"Well! Ye Tianyi blows that tune again, and naturally plays ten ambushes!" Rong Jing opened his eyes and looked at Yun Qianyue. Seeing her stretch her hand to cover her forehead seemed to be a headache. He suddenly smiled and leaned close to her ear. Voice said: "You don't need to play, just let him accompany us.

Yun Qiangyue rubbed her forehead with a hand and looked at Rong Jing through the cracks of her fingers. When she saw him, she smiled with a little seriousness. It seemed that she really wanted the flower candle in the cave. White eyes, close your eyes and ignore them.

"Huh?" Rong Jing saw Yun Qianyue not talking, and Ruyu's hand gently groped around his waist.

Yun Qianyue reached out and clasped his hands, lowering his voice and said: "Be more disciplined! Don't forget that this is a blue sky."

"That is to say it's dark enough?" Rong Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, and Qingquan's eyes glowed with a black light.

"No!" Yun Qingyue reminded with a blush. "Don't forget your body now, and don't want to be exhausted. Just follow the rules."

Rong Jing shook his hand, and the brilliance in his eyes suddenly disappeared, but he sighed helplessly: "Yun Qianyue, I'm not that weak!"

Yun Qianyue snorted and warned: "You haven't reached the crown yet, it belongs to a minor."

Rong Jing's mouth twitched infrequently and silently said again: "This man in Beijing will usually arrange a room when he is fifteen years old, and he can be used as a gift for men and women. Even if I fail to win the crown, it is still poor now. Not far away."

Yun Qingyue suddenly put down her hand covering her forehead and looked at Rong Jing, her eyes narrowed thinly, "Have you ever been through a room?"

"No!" Rong Jing shook his head. "You have been sick in bed all these years. You have been staring at me. Is it not clear that you are the best?"

"Then you want to pass through the room?" Yun Qingyue raised her eyebrows dangerously, and he dared to say she wanted her to strangle him immediately.

Rong Jing suddenly closed his eyes, seeming extremely depressed, "Yun Qianyue, the person I want is you!"

The danger in Yun Qianyue's eyes faded away, the corners of his mouth were ripped open, and he snuggled into his arms, and said in amusement: "This kind of thing is to pay attention to the harmony of time and place, and it is not yet time. Be good, I will be there You go to sleep!"

"Nothing!" Rong Jing sighed helplessly.

Yun Qianyue also closed her eyes, but the smile at the corner of her mouth could not help spreading. She likes this confession that is plain and unabashed. Rong Jing is such a person. He likes you, loves you, wants you, and will let you know clearly. He is angry, annoyed, scared, nervous, worried, and will let you know clearly.

"When will the time be right?" Rong Jing spit out a word after closing his eyes halfway. It seems to be thinking.

Yun Qianyue's long eyelashes twitched twice, reminding: "Aren't you sleepy? Why are you still not sleeping?"

Rong Jing mumbled something, but Yun Qingyue didn't hear it clearly, and just wanted to ask again, he heard his even breathing. She opened her eyes and looked at him, smiled after a while, and closed her eyes again. Thinking when will the people be in harmony with each other? She doesn't know, but I believe that there will always be such a day, maybe early, just a few days later or soon, maybe late.

Originally, I was not sleepy, but I was infected by Rong Jing's even breathing, and I quickly fell asleep after dispelling the thoughts in my brain for a moment.

Qingyuege is quiet, the room is quiet, no one comes to disturb.

She slept soundly, Yun Qianyue opened her eyes again, no one was around, she turned to look at the room, the room was empty, the sun was just outside the window, she looked at the window for a moment, and reached out to touch her side The bedding was cold, she reached out and rubbed her forehead, and shouted, "Linglian, Yixue!"

"Miss, are you awake?" The two pushed open the door and entered.

"How long have I slept?" Yun Qingyue looked at the two of them. The sunlight was just outside the window at this time. She remembered that it was afternoon when she slept.

"You slept yesterday afternoon and have been sleeping till now, it's almost noon." Ling Lian said with a smile.

"When did Rong Jing leave?" Yun Qianyue lowered her hand and asked lazily holding the quilt.

"Jing Shizi left this morning." Yi Xue took the words and smiled: "Jing Shizi told the slave and his wife not to wake up the lady, saying that you haven't been able to take a good rest these days, let you sleep! Didn't call you."

Yun Qianyue smiled, remembered something, and asked, "Last night... Ye Tianyi didn't blow flute?"

Ling Lian and Yi Xue gave each other a glance, and then they were silent for a while, then looked at Yun Qianyue, Ling Lian whispered: "Last night, the seventh prince's flute just sounded, Jing Shizi opened the window, and later the seven princes The sound of flute stopped."

"It turns out this way, no wonder I didn't wake me up!" Yun Qingyue ripped his lips. Ye Tianyi saw Rong Jing in her room, how could she blow flute? Thinking of Ye Tianyi, she sighed.

"Miss, in the morning the big housekeeper said that the old lady was going to the General Feng Lao Mansion and asked you for instructions. The slave-servant said you were sleeping and waited for you to wake up before giving back to the big housekeeper." Ling Lian looked at Yun Qianyue, Confessed.

"Let her go!" Yun Qingyue thought that now that she had received the gift, what could General Feng do? Can you turn a concubine into a wife? Or can we retire? As Yun Xianghe's grandfather, she shouldn't have been involved in the Yun Wang Mansion, but now she is involved. She accepted his snuff bottle and agreed. Now, if he goes back in time, his old face will not be needed.

Ling Lian nodded and said: "A queen's lady in the palace before the hour sent a message to say that the emperor's fifty-fifth birthday, although the princess's death, there are still many things, but the emperor would like to take this opportunity to get rid of anger It has been decided that the banquet will be held on the day of the birthday, and the families of all the governments in Beijing and China can participate. In addition to the contest between the young prince and the maple son, the young ladies of the various governments will also perform and show the director. At that time, the emperor will definitely pick you up. You must be able to avoid this year, and you must be prepared. And to prepare a gift for the emperor, Ms. Qin of the Prime Minister’s House and the girls of Beijing’s prefectures have already begun to prepare, if you take it If you don’t give the gift, it’s not very good, and you can’t let the person down.”

"Well, I know!" Yun Qingyue nodded.

"Miss, there are only a few days left before the Emperor's fifty-fifth birthday. What gift do you want to prepare? I ordered the slave-servants and the two, and the slave-servants and the two prepared quickly. I was afraid that it would be too late." Road.

"No, I have plans, and I will have time to come." Yun Qianyue shook her head, thinking about Princess Qingwan, and asked, "How did Princess Qingwan deal with it?"

"Miss Hui, the emperor chose a princess grave far away from the emperor's tomb for Princess Qingwan, and yesterday he ordered someone to bury Princess Qingwan quietly. After all, things like that have tainted the royal family and concealed their faces. And it won’t be arrogant to go to the burial.” Ling Lian said.