The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Rong Lingyan hurriedly smiled and said: "Hai Shizi's brother, Shi Zifei said four births."

Rong Jing handed the plate in his hand to Rong Lingyan and said to Yun Qianyue: "Then you will give me four."

Yun Qingyue finally understood the taste, thinking about how she forgot this program. It's no wonder that she forgot. In her memory, people all eat dumplings, and now they get a plate of small buns that she likes to eat and bring them to her. In addition, she woke up in the middle of the night and did not fall asleep. Wuen got up and tossed her hair. Although she was sitting in a sedan chair and held by Rong Jing all the way, she was also tired and hungry. She looked at everyone inside and outside the house and smiled at her. She glared at Rongjing. "Where can I be born alone? It hurts me to eat two raw ones. You have to eat two raw ones."

Ling Lian and Yi Xue looked at each other, and others covered their mouths with a smile, they were not afraid, and they laughed with a "pop".

Rongyuan nodded, "You are right, then I'll eat two! You alone can't give birth and need my cooperation."

Yun Qianyue's face flushed suddenly. Ronggong, so many people are watching! Can you be thicker?

Rong Jing looked at Yun Qiangyue's face without rouge, but she was as beautiful as a peach blossom. He fainted a little, and took the tray in Rong Lingyan's hand back into Yun Qianyue's hand, "You feed me."

Yun Qianyue bitterly stuffed two of them into Rongjing's mouth.

Rong Jing glanced and smiled softly: "It turns out that the first child was still a twin."

Yun Qingyue shook his hand, and Rongjing contained two small buns. It seemed to be uninteresting at all, and ate gracefully in front of her.

Yun Qianyue's face was burning hot, and the tray was returned to Rong Lingyan. The sound seemed to squeeze out of the teeth. "I want to eat! If I don't bring any edible food, you will...

"Place meal." Rong Jing smiled and intercepted Yun Qingyue's second sentence.

Rong Lingyan responded quickly, and gave a command to the outside. Someone immediately came in with a meal.

Rong Jing stared at Yun Qianyue. The red phoenix crown Xia, she was washed with clean water. Hibiscus's face was now stained with a thick layer of Yun Xia. It was bright and beautiful. The bright red in the room was also not up to her face . His eyes blurred for a moment. Seeing her staring at him, he stretched out her hand and got up and walked to the table.

Two glasses of wine on the table.

Smell the wine, Yun Qingyue knew it was rouge drunk.

Rong Jing gave her a glass of wine, and held another glass of wine in her hand, smiling gently at her. She had just blushed with blush, but now she was out, and with this person, how could her face not be thick? The arms of the two were entangled, and they changed glasses, and a full glass of wine fell down.

Shiquan's mother-in-law immediately gave away a lot of good words of a hundred years of good cooperation and raising the eyebrows of the case.

Congratulations from all the females outside, no matter whether it is sincere or fake, no one dare not show his face.

In a few moments, a table was filled with banquets.

Although Yun Qingyue is extremely hungry, he has to eat with restraint under so many pairs of eyes.

Rong Jingxiao gave her a glance and waved at Rong Lingyan. Rong Lingyan waved to everyone inside and outside the house, and everyone quickly retreated. Not long after, a group of people left the Zizhuyuan under the leadership of Rong Lingyan.

This is the first time these people have entered the Zizhuyuan and the first time they have entered Rongjing's room.

When everyone left, Ling Lian and Yi Xue also retreated.

Yun Qianyue ate half full, remembering the guests in front, and said to Rong Jing: "You don't need to show your face in front, greet the guests?"

"No need! I'm with you." Rong Jing shook his head.

Yun Qianyue hooked the corner of her mouth and stopped talking.

With enough food and drink, Yun Qingyue put down her chopsticks and leaned back on the chair lazily. Thinking about today, she is really Rong Jing's wife. This feeling is absolutely different from when she lived here. Before today, she only lived here. After today, she is the hostess here.

Rong Jing looked at Yun Qingyue, the sun shining into the room, hitting her, there was a demure beauty, the red wedding dress was not changed, Zhu Xiyun's towering, skin like snow, dazzling beauty, he could not help but stretch his hand , Her fingertips slipped across her skin, delicate and gentle.

"It's too early!" Yun Qingyue was touched by his two fingers, glancing at the sky outside, and said softly: "Where can I see the Jinhong that you spread to the world?"

Rong Jing withdrew his hand, and his soft voice seemed to freeze for a moment, "Jade Dragon Mountain."

Yun Qingyue thought that the top of Yulong Mountain was so high that he could indeed see it. But are you going to Yulong Mountain? She looked at Rong Jing.

Rong Jing stood up and took her hand, "Go!"

Yun Qianyue was pulled up by him and asked softly, "Go to Yulong Mountain?"

Look at the spot, "Well!"

"If you don't want to go, we won't go." Yun Qianyue stopped.

Rong Jing chuckled and said warmly: "It is just today that I am going. Yulong Mountain lives not only the people of the Ye Family, but also the people of the Murong Family. What's more, I've worked hard to spread the world with Jin Hong to marry you, how could I not let you see?"

Yun Qianyue really wanted to see what it was like to cover the world with red silk brocade, so he no longer hesitated.

The two went out of the room, Rong Jing embraced Yun Qianyue, tapped their toes lightly, like a breeze, and left Zizhuyuan.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue originally stood outside the door. When they saw Rongjing and Yun Qiangyue left the door, they froze for a moment, and then they saw that they disappeared, and looked at each other. Jing Shizi and the young lady of her family stayed in the cave instead.

The front yard of Rongwang Mansion is still lively and full of celebration.

Yun Qianyue glanced down in Rong Jing's arms. The scenery of Rongwang Mansion flashed by. Rongjing took her out of Rongwang Mansion and went outside the city.

Today, the streets and alleys of Beijing are filled with banquets with flowing water, and the city’s food is fragrant, and even the air is full of rich food.

Not long after, the two left the city.

Rong Jing's body style was too fast, and the wind rolled up her and Rong Jing's red clothes. Yun Qianyue only heard the wind blowing in her ears.

Half an hour later, at the foot of Yulong Mountain, Rong Jing flew down with Yun Qingyue, standing at the place of Murong Emperor's Mausoleum.

Rong Jing didn't speak. He stood at this place for a while and reached out, holding Yun Qianyue upward.

Yun Qingyue looked at Yulong Mountain, she came several times, and the time she buried Zhao Kehan ​​here, she and Ye Qingnuan warmed up to the top of the mountain. But never reached the highest peak.

After a few days of heavy snow, the snow elsewhere has melted, but the snow in Yulong Mountain has not yet melted. People walked by, leaving a row of footprints.

Yun Qianyue looked at the road under his feet and walked to Rong Jing for a moment, saying: "Before us, several people have been here!"

Rong Jingwen nodded, "Well, you can guess who they are."

Yun Qianyue looked carefully at the road under his feet. The wind blew, sweeping the snow on the ground layer by layer. The light and shallow steps were almost submerged. She said: "There must be a child book."

Rong Jing's eyes flickered, "Oh?"

Yun Qingyue definitely said: "I am married, he must come."

Rong Jinglan's hands were tight around her waist, stopped and looked at her, "Yun Qianyue, I'm going to be jealous again!"

Yun Qingyue is funny, "My surname is before your surname, Rong son, when will you eat this vinegar?"

"As long as he shows up, I'm all vinegar smell." Rong Jing's voice was a little depressed, "Donghai to Tiansheng, a month's journey, I gave him half a month, and he really arrived."

Yun Qingyue hooked the corner of her mouth. From yesterday when she saw Rong Jing took Huang Li and looked at it, she knew that Zishu must be here. Seeing that Rongjing was holding her, she did not let go, and she no longer moved forward. She said straightly, "There is still a light night! We are fair."

Rong Jing's long eyelashes blinked.

"I visited Yulong Mountain with her that day, and she told me that the year she left six years ago, I saw you standing at the position of the Murong Emperor's Mausoleum. I thought it was a coincidence at that time, or what this word is conveying Information, but did not think deeply, do not want her to hide so deep." Yun Qianyue said.

Rong Jing smiled and let go of her, pulling her to continue to move forward, "She is the little master of the Prince's Mansion, surnamed Ye."

Yun Qianyue followed him forward and asked deliberately: "If my surname is Ye, do you like me, will you marry me?"

Rong Jing chuckled, "Yes!"

Yun Qianyue looked at him and reminded: "I said if my surname is Ye, are you really married?"

"Yes!" Rong Jing nodded his head definitely, looked at the top of Yulong Mountain, his voice was cool, "As long as it is you, no matter who you are, even if your last name is night, I will marry."

Yun Qianyue stepped forward, put his arms around Rong Jing’s waist, buried his head in his arms, and said softly: "This is the best thing I heard today, better than the auspicious words said by those mother-in-laws. A thousand times."

This person! Even if her surname is Ye, even if Rongwang Mansion and Yeshi do not share their hatred, he will marry him. She believed what he said because he was Rong Jing. Rong Jing always cared about her alone.

"Let's go, don't go up again, it's too late, and you won't see it anymore." Rong Jing looked at the man in his arms and smiled deeply.

Yun Qingyue nodded and came out of his arms.

Rong Jing grabbed her again, tapped her toes lightly, and headed towards the cliff of Yulong Mountain. The peak of this cliff is so high that there are very few people who can come up, and the ordinary people have never dared to climb.

There was still white snow at the bottom of the mountain, and the snow became ice when halfway up the mountain. As you go up, this snowy mountain is like ice casting. Rong Jing took out his thin ice sword in the middle of the mountainside. Without Yun Qiangue intervening, he took her on the flying rock.

Yun Qianyue nested in his arms and looked far into the distance. A few hundred miles from the heavenly Kyoto city where he entered his eyes were all wrapped in red silk and filled with beautiful colors. Every time Rong Jing walks up a foot, the scenery will be farther and wider.