Wait a minute, heroine

The capital is too big, and it is difficult for a small disturbance in the corner of the West City to reach Tianshui Bridge in a short time.

The new house was calm as usual. Fan Qinghe, who had not gone out all day, stayed alone on the observation floor in the garden, leaning on the large chess couch and staring at the northwest in a daze.

The observation building is higher than the wall, and the terrace faces the Nanxun River. At night, as far as the eye can see is the endless afterglow of lights. You can see the Mingyu Tower that stands out among the chickens and the majestic palace wall at the end of the field of vision. Sometimes there are still lights below the terrace. There are painted boats and boats floating by. It can be said that you can take in the prosperity of the world without leaving home.

Fan Qinghe saw the luxurious beauty that could only be seen in the peaceful and prosperous times. While admiring it, he also recalled the Dongming Mountain where he was born and raised since childhood.

Dongming Mountain is in the middle of the vast northwest. It is not as far away as Qianchibu, but it is much further than Langxuan City. There is no such majestic city there, and even towns are rare. There are just one building after another. Although the cottage is rich in medicinal materials, the medicinal materials cannot be used as food, and life is very difficult.

The drug farmers risked their lives in the mountains and deep forests to dig up the ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum, so they could only exchange it for a few bags of rice grains from smugglers such as the Hongshan Gang. They even had to thank them for taking the risk to transport the grains. Otherwise, thousands of clan members will have no choice but to guard the treasure mountain and starve to death.

As the queen of the Dongming tribe, Fan Qinghe saw that the people at the feet of the empress could live such a good life, while the tribesmen behind her were suffering hardships in the cold winter mountain in the north. She could not help but feel envious in her heart, and she also secretly imagined, It would be great if the Northwest Royal Court had not been brought down by rebellious officials and traitors.

If the Northwest Royal Court had not collapsed, then the tribes in the West Sea would still be powerful enemies of the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Even though they were gnashing their teeth with hatred, they would not dare to blatantly ride on the heads of the tribes and act wildly.

At Ye Jingtang's age, His Royal Highness should be the Crown Prince who is about to ascend the throne. He is unparalleled in beauty, has amazing martial arts skills, and is the most talented person in the world. As one of the most powerful men in the future, his reputation will probably be even greater than it is now.

As for the empress sisters of the Wei Dynasty, if they failed to usurp the throne successfully, they would most likely be treated as princesses in marriage, married to Saibei, and become concubines in the harem of Ye Jing Hall.

As a master, the enchantress doesn't trust her apprentice, so she might also follow him and become a nanny.

As the next clan leader of the Dongming Tribe, and her age is about the same as that of Ye Jingtang, she will definitely be appointed as the Crown Princess by King Tianlang. Maybe she had already met the thirteen or fourteen-year-old little Jingtang a few years ago. Got married.

On the bed in shock, she called her Auntie Fan in a childish voice, and she called her husband fiercely. That scene...

Pooh! What nonsense am I thinking about...

Fan Qinghe found that his thoughts were wandering a little too far, and he was frightened back to his senses. He sat up and patted his cheeks, secretly cursing himself for the water in his head.

Before he could clear away the distracting thoughts in his mind, Fan Qinghe suddenly noticed a white shadow floating into the garden and walking directly towards the observation tower.

Fan Qinghe was just thinking wildly, and when he saw the enchantress approaching, his first reaction was to glance at her breasts, obviously thinking about the nanny.

Fortunately, Fan Qinghe came to his senses immediately and leaned on the couch again without getting up to greet him. He asked like a young lady:

"Why are you here again? This is not your home. Even if you run here every two days, you are not afraid of being disliked by the owner."

Master Xuanji was the imperial master of the dynasty. Logically speaking, he should live in the palace or in a Taoist temple in the city. There was really no reason to live in Ye Jingtang's house.

But the empress is her disciple, who in the world dares to make irresponsible remarks?

Master Xuanji climbed up to the observation tower with light steps and behaved as casually as ever. When she came and sat down in front of her, she casually patted Fan Qinghe's curvy buttocks:

"Where is the Night Terror Hall? Why don't you see anyone else?"

Fan Qinghe turned over and leaned towards Master Xuanji:

"How do I know? He went out with Sanniang at noon. You should ask Sanniang."

Master Xuanji just went to see it. Sanniang was settling accounts with Mrs. Zhang at the Pei family, and Ye Jingtang was not around, so she came here to have a look.

Seeing that Fan Qinghe was not sure, Master Xuanji probably went out on the street with Xiao Yunli, so she didn't ask any more questions, leaned on the soft pillow, took off the wine gourd from her waist, and prepared to hug the exotic beauty and watch the scenery.

Fan Qinghe was bored lying alone. When he saw the enchantress drinking some wine, the alcohol bug in his stomach arose, so he sat up and picked up something from the side of the chess couch.

Next to the chess couch were Fan Qinghe's medicine-preparing belongings. She would bask in the winter sun here at noon and study the meeting gift from Beiliang.

At this time, Fan Qinghe picked up the ornately decorated wooden box and placed it on the small case. After opening it, he revealed a wine jar wrapped in bright yellow cloth:

"Witch, have you ever drunk the night white-headed dog?"

Master Xuanji was drunk all day long, how could she not have heard of Ye Baitou? Every year, the tribute wine that Beiliang gave to the empress was taken away by her before it even reached the palace, but she could drink it for a few days a year, which added up In fact, it’s not much, and most of the time I’m just craving for it.

Hearing Ye Baitou's name, Xuanji's beautiful eyes brightened a bit. She threw the wine gourd aside, picked up the wine jar and prepared to open it.

Fan Qinghe knew that this enchantress could not resist the temptation. She held down the wine jar and pretended to be serious:

"This was given to Ye Jingtang by the foreign envoy of Beiliang. It was the handiwork of the medical sage of Beiliang, and maybe Zhongsun Jin was behind it. I can't find out whether there is an unexplainable poison hidden in it. If you take this bite, it will be very dangerous. Maybe he will be laid to rest tomorrow..."

Master Xuanji, who possesses the unique skill of bathing in fire, didn't take it seriously at all. He opened the wine jar and smelled:

"It's better to be buried tomorrow than to die alive today. I'll take a bite first and test the poison for Night Terror Hall."

Fan Qinghe checked it many times and made sure that there was nothing wrong with it before he dared to show it in front of the witch, and he did not stop it immediately.

But Master Xuanji said he wanted to take a sip, but his posture was holding the wine jar with both hands, preparing tons and tons...

"Eh?"

Fan Qinghe held down the wine jar again, frowned and said:

"This wine is very tonic. Even if it's not poisonous, you can't drink it like this. And it's just this bottle. Even Night Terror Hall has never tasted it. If you drink it dry, what should we drink?"

Master Xuanji thought about it, and relied on her tenacity to put down the wine jar, and took two wine glasses from the small case. After each person had one glass, he picked it up and handed it to Fan Qinghe:

"Come, let's die together."

Although Fan Qinghe was King Dongming, he was obviously not qualified to be given wine by Emperor Liang in person. He was also quite curious in his heart. He took the wine glass and touched it with Master Xuanji.

Ding~

…

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The moon rises above the branches, and there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the pedestrian street.

Under the willow trees along the street, Zhe Yunli was wearing a girl's dress and holding a food box in her hand. She was walking quickly along the street. She would turn around to avoid passers-by, looking sneaky.

Ye Jingtang took off his bamboo hat and walked behind him with a sword hanging on his waist. Seeing this scene, he felt helpless:

"The powder won't taste good after being soaked for a long time. You really like it. I'll tell Sanniang tomorrow to give the shop half a year's rent exemption and move it to Tianshui Bridge to build a shop..."

Zhe Yunli carried the packed rice noodles and ran quickly into the alley, ready to go home and share the delicious food with Ping'er. When she heard Ye Jingtang's words, she responded:

"I asked the proprietress to pack the noodle soup separately, so it's not a big problem. As for asking people to move to Tianshuiqiao, forget it. This rice noodle is cheap, and the only people who eat it are the miserable people in Zhifang Lane. You can bring the store here. What should the people of Zhifang Lane eat? Since I am free anyway, I have time to pay the tuition to study. Then I will cook it at home for my cousin Jing..."

?

Ye Jingtang had seen Yunli's cooking skills in Shuanggui Lane before, but unlike Ning'er Yunni, if she really cooks noodles at home, Sanniang might have to hide away at her parents' house.

But he didn't want to dampen Xiao Yunli's enthusiasm, so he nodded and followed him into the new house.

The new house occupies a large area, and the aunt can accommodate twelve people. However, currently there are less than ten people living there together with the maids, and it looks very empty at night.

When Ye Jingtang entered the side door, he found birds flying over from the embroidery building. They were still "chirping, chirping, chirping...", but they were probably muttering - they went out to play without any birds...

But when the bird flew into the verandah, it realized that something was not right. It stopped suddenly and landed next to the beauty, tilting its head blankly:

"Jiji?"

Zheyunli saw that Niaoniao rarely rushed over to lift the food box, and a cunning flash appeared in his eyes. He quickly ran over to catch Niaoniao:

"Yaoji, I brought you delicious food. Come and smell it."

"grumble?!"

…

Ye Jingtang watched the scene and shook his head and chuckled. He did not disturb anyone and the birds playing. He turned around and came to the Plum Blossom Courtyard, only to see that the doors were closed and there was no one there.

Ye Jingtang looked around, feeling doubtful. After asking the maid, he learned that Sanniang had gone to Pei's house, while Fan Qinghe was at the viewing tower in the garden.

It was not too late, and it was not yet time to fall asleep. After Ye Jingtang took a shower and changed into home clothes, he followed the verandah to the observation tower in the southeast corner to take a look.

Before I went upstairs, I smelled the faint aroma of wine, as well as the sound of humming and pipa:

"Dang Dang Dang~..."

"Uh huh huh..."

When Ye Jingtang heard the voice of Lu Xianzi, he stepped lightly, quietly walked up the stairs, and looked around from the top of the stairs.

The second floor of the observation building is regarded as the entertainment room. It is quite spacious. It is carpeted and contains tea, sea, musical instruments, table paintings and other objects. There is also a large chess couch on the terrace, where the master can play chess with his friends and enjoy the scenery. You can also be immoral here with your wives and concubines.

At this time, several lampstands were lit on the second floor. Fan Qinghe was wearing a red and yellow winter skirt. She was lying on the soft pillow of the chess couch with her face slightly flushed. She closed her eyes and looked like she was drunk. She was as perfect as a leading lady. The figure is vividly displayed in the light and dark lights.

The real person Xuanji, who was dressed in white as snow, was leaning next to Fan Qinghe, holding Fan Qinghe's pipa in his arms, and playing a ditty lightly with his fingers. Because he drank a little too much, his playing was not steady, but it sounded like something different. With a different kind of charm.

Ye Jingtang was slightly surprised when he saw this. He walked up the stairs to the chess couch and asked:

"Why did you drink so much?"

Master Xuanji did not look back, but slowly put down the pipa, supported the side of her face with her hand, picked up the wine glass and took a sip:

"The Ye Baitou gifted by Beiliang is a rare wine in the world, so naturally it must be tasted. I have been waiting for you here for a long time. Come sit down and have a taste together."

Ye Jingtang was also very curious about this big-bodied wine. He walked to the front and sat down opposite the small case, preparing to pour himself a glass.

But Master Xuanji was obviously not a serious drinker. He turned his head and glanced, and found that He He was unconsciously drunk, so he raised his hand and patted the place between the two of them:

"The wine is in front of you and the beauty is by your side. What's the point of drinking dryly? Why don't you just come and lie down?"

?

Ye Jingtang looked at the two eldest sisters who were as beautiful as flowers but each had their own charm. He didn't really lie down in the middle, one with each other. He just stood up and moved the small case to the left.

When Master Xuanji saw this scene, he frowned slightly and showed displeasure:

"We want to hug each other, but you still want to lose sight of one and bully the master and destroy the ancestor in front of He He?"

Because of his greed for drinking, Master Xuanji breathed out her words with a faint aroma of wine.

Ye Jingtang took a look around and saw that Miss Fan was breathing evenly and sleeping well. She didn't pay too much attention to it. She leaned next to Master Xuanji and picked up the wine glass:

"How come? It's just convenient to pour wine for Fairy Lu here."

After speaking, he took a sip of the wine, and the rich aroma of the wine immediately flooded into his mouth and nose. The taste was not overpowering, but very warm. After one sip, his throat felt warm, and even the coldness of winter was dispelled.

"This wine is indeed good, but it's not as mysterious as what Minister Chen said. It has the same flavor as Lie Nu Chou."

Xuanji, the real person, was lying in front of her, her eyes slightly raised to look at the handsome side face. Seeing that the boy had become thicker, she didn't chase him away. After all, Qinghe was lying in front of her. She didn't believe that Ye Jingtang dared to do it in front of Qinghe. Be messy with her.

"You have to taste the wine slowly. What flavor can you taste if you swallow it whole?"

Master Xuanji hooked her fingers, signaling Ye Jingtang to pour wine, and then asked:

"Where did you go today? When Li Ren learned that the Holy Emperor was bullied by a talented girl named Hua in Furong Pond, he was furious and sent an invitation to the talented girl to go to Longyin Tower tomorrow to discuss matters. I originally wanted you to come over in the afternoon. She served as a staff officer, but she didn’t find you.”

"Um?"

Ye Jingtang paused slightly while pouring the wine. Hearing that Da Benben was looking for a place, his eyes were a little surprised.

However, when foreign envoys come to Beijing, Hua Qingzhi is the representative of the talented women of Beiliang. The only one who can be recruited in Beijing is Benben. Sooner or later, the two of them will have to compete.

Ye Jingtang knows that Hua Qingzhi is domineering. If placed in the martial arts circle, she is basically the top martial artist.

Benben was very good at calligraphy and painting, but he had never seen pairs before. He was really worried that Benben would underestimate his enemy and be abused, so he put down his wine glass again:

"Miss Nahua, it is said that she is very good at pairs. I was busy investigating the case today, and now I will go to Mingyu Tower to have a look..."

Master Xuanji raised his finger slightly: "No need. I chatted with Li Ren for a long time in the afternoon and have already discussed countermeasures. It's getting so late now. What other role can you play besides disturbing Li Ren's rest?"

Ye Jingtang looked at the sky, and after thinking about it, he leaned down again, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes:

"Fairy Lu, your martial arts skills are okay, but your literary talents...are you sure you can help Prince Jing?"

?

Xuanji, a master of civil and military skills and a serious imperial master, was slightly displeased when Ye Jingtang dared to question her qualifications:

"It takes a lot of effort to attract good friends, but you are just a martial artist. You don't have much ink in your stomach, and you can't write well. How can you see the literary talent of your teacher?"

Ye Jing Tang didn't have much literary talent, but it did have a few bricks. Seeing Shui'er being so arrogant, he didn't say much at the moment and picked up the wine glass:

"Okay, let's drink according to the literati's way today. If I make a pair, Fairy Lu comes up to me, and I'll fine her a drink. If I don't match up, you'll fine me a drink. How about that?"

Master Xuanji raised her slender eyebrows and became interested:

"You are quite courageous. Come on, come up with the question."

Ye Jingtang smiled softly, looked around, and thought for a moment:

"Well... there is a man lying in the wind outside."

?

Master Xuanji's eyes flashed with a hint of speechlessness. She felt that Ye Jingtang really didn't know the heights of the sky. She glanced at He He, whose figure was rising and falling next to her:

"Two pretty girls are leaning against each other under the moonlight in front of the porch."

Ye Jingtang felt that it was quite neat, so he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp:

"Lu Xianzi's literary talent is really extraordinary. I admire her. I was thinking about it, um..."

When Master Xuanji saw such a simple question being asked by Ye Jingtang, she felt a little bored. After all, she was playing like this. Guang Ye Jingtang went drinking and she couldn't even smell it. Then she spoke irritatingly:

"Think about it carefully. If I stand up to you, you will have to drink a drink as a penalty. If you don't stand up to me, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

?

Ye Jingtang was just joking with Shuishui at first, and he didn't have any bad intentions. When he heard such a big bet, he naturally became serious and said:

"Yansuo Pondliu. Fairy Lu please."

"cigarette……"

When Master Xuanji heard this, his drunken eyes sobered up a little, and he sat up slightly with his elbows on the soft pillow:

"Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, this couplet is so perfect..."

Ye Jingtang's eyes were full of smiles. After waiting for a moment, he turned his head and looked at the cold and charming face:

"Huh? Are you ready to come out?"

"..."

Master Xuanji thought for a moment, but couldn't find the right one. Her eyes slowly became weird. After glancing at Ye Jingtang, she raised her hand to shake Qing He behind her to make her get up and disrupt the situation.

Ye Jingtang reacted strangely and quickly grabbed her hand, frowning and saying:

"You can't afford it, right?"

Master Xuanji leaned on the soft pillow, not timid, but just looked up and down:

"What? You still want to humiliate a woman in front of Qing He? Let's drink at the table and break up after leaving the table. I won't accompany you downstairs."

Ye Jingtang was not too hasty, he just leaned on the couch and gestured to the wine glass:

"I won't eat you, um... just feed me a glass of wine."

When Master Xuanji heard this request, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to raise her hand to take the cup, but Ye Jingtang held her hand down.

"..."

Master Xuanji narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling a little displeased. She hoped to admit defeat, so she didn't say much. She gently raised her hand to pick up the wine glass, put it to her red lips and drank it in one gulp, then leaned forward slightly.

Although Ye Jingtang was kissed on the cheek by Shui'er, he didn't kiss her lips. His behavior at this time was not frivolous, he just held a smile on his face, holding his small waist that was as faint as a willow, and looked at the blushing cheeks that were getting closer. .

Zhi~

Lips meet.

The moonlight is like frost, shining on the terrace with beautiful scenery. Although there are boats floating by the Nanxun River outside, the terrace at the high point is built to be private. As long as you don't actively stand by the fence, you can't see it in all directions. A man and a woman kissing on the terrace.

Xuanji, a drunken person, held the man's lips in her mouth. Even though she was always calm and calm, the blush on her cheeks was still a little deeper.

Ye Jingtang held the belt of her white skirt. Although her fingertips had the urge to untie it, Miss Fan was lying in front of her. It was really not good to go too far, so she just stayed put.

After embracing each other for an unknown amount of time, Master Xuanji took the initiative to step away and leaned to the side again, her expression a little more complicated, and she said lukewarmly:

"Go on. This time it's my turn to play the first couplet. If you confront me, I'll give you my body. If you don't confront me, I'll go back to Yuxu Mountain tomorrow."

?

Ye Jingtang heard that his tone was wrong. Seeing that Shuishui was serious, he smiled and said:

"It's just for fun, don't be angry, it was me who was rude just now, can I punish myself with three drinks?"

Master Xuanji pressed down the wine glass, turned his head to look at the Pipa that he had just put aside, and said:

"You only have one chance, so listen carefully. A piece of pipa, a thousand kinds of anxiety and hesitation, is not as good as returning to the green mountains and dreaming. If you can't stand up to me, I will go back to the mountains."

"..."

Although Ye Jingtang is not very knowledgeable, he can still hear that this first couplet is Shui'er's innermost thoughts.

Xuanji's character is to do as she pleases. She boldly likes those she likes, and decisively distances herself from those she dislikes. She is never tied down by the world.

But Master Xuanji is a normal woman after all. As the junior uncle of Yuxu Mountain, the master of the empress Prince Jing, and the most powerful woman in the Wei Dynasty, she suddenly fell in love with him. No matter how high the realm is, how can she Really feel calm.

The meaning of this first line is obviously that I am uneasy and don't know how to advance or retreat in the future. It is better to return to the green mountains and regard this as a big dream.

Ye Jingtang heard the entanglement in her daughter's heart, and it was obviously inappropriate to continue treating it as a joke.

But if it’s not a joke, how can he respond reasonably to this?

Ye Jingtang sensed something was wrong with Shuishui's mood, and was not joking when he said he wanted to go back to the mountain. He was thinking urgently in secret, trying to break down the exhaustion word by word and find the optimal solution:

One to eight, music to song, pipa to reed...

Pooh……

…

Master Xuanji leaned on the chess couch and saw the embarrassment on Ye Jingtang's eyebrows. She racked her brains and began to think. Her drunken eyes suddenly felt a little regretful.

Having experienced so much with each other, Xuanji didn't need to recall the past to know that she had fallen into the world of mortals and had the person she loved in her heart.

Because of her status, she went further against her will and took a step back against her will, which was indeed a bit confusing.

Just now, I was able to blurt out the tangle in my heart with the help of being drunk.

Ye Jingtang was thinking hard at this time, obviously he understood what she meant and wanted to give her a satisfactory answer.

If Ye Jingtang were to take on everything, Ye Jingtang would definitely be able to prevent her from being distracted.

But asking Ye Jingtang to respond in the right way, isn't this deliberately making things difficult?

If she can't come out and apologize, will she really go back to Yuxu Mountain?

Master Xuanji sighed secretly, and did not want Ye Jingtang to regard her as too sentimental, so she spoke again:

"I know you are a martial artist. If you are sorry, forget it. I will give you another chance and give you a simpler question."

Ye Jingtang leaned aside and frowned in deep thought. His expression was indeed a bit solemn, but it was not to the point of burning his brain, but he did not respond to Master Xuanji's words.

Master Xuanji felt a little resentful. She picked up the wine glass and took a sip, but felt that the wine had no taste anymore.

But just when Xuanji was so distraught and ready to leave and end the drinking party, an arm suddenly hugged her.

"Wait, um... do you think this will work..."

Night Jingtang was afraid that Fairy Lu would be really worried and ran back to Yuxu Mountain. She hugged her tightly and thought for a while and said:

"Ten years of wind and rain, several ups and downs, searching in all directions, just for the glacier to enter the bridal chamber?"

? ? !

Xuanji's eyes widened a bit, her red lips slightly opened, and she turned to look at Ye Jingtang in disbelief.

Ye Jingtang blinked, raised his hand and shook it:

"How about it?"

The drunkenness in Xuanji's eyes disappeared, leaving only shock. She looked at Ye Jingtang, who was sweating and a little nervous. After a long silence, she whispered softly:

“A piece of pipa, a thousand kinds of anxiety and hesitation, is not as good as returning to the green mountains in a dream.

"Ten years of wind and rain, several ups and downs, searching in all directions, just for the glacier to enter the bridal chamber...it's still neat and tidy..."

Ye Jingtang breathed a sigh of relief and was about to laugh when he heard Shui Shui continue:

"But it's just for the sake of being right. If the words don't convey the meaning, it doesn't count..."

Ye Jingtang felt like his head was about to explode, so he couldn't hold it back and said this. When Shuishui said no, he naturally refused and said seriously:

"How can you say it's right for the sake of right? Ten years ago, I was eight years old! I was standing on the slope outside Honghe Town and took one look at Fairy Lu. At that time, I felt that this is how a man should marry a wife.

"Since then, I have been practicing for three to nine years in the winter and three in the summer. I have withstood ten years of wind and rain before I developed this kung fu, just to marry a girl like Lu Xianzi."

?

Master Xuanji was stunned and nodded thoughtfully:

"If you think about it this way, there have indeed been storms in the past ten years, but how many ups and downs have there been?"

Ye Jingtang said: "I was an outcast from the border town. I was adopted by my adoptive father and became the young master of the escort agency. My adoptive father passed away without leaving me a penny. I turned into a gangster without a house or land. Every person and a bird are worth the money. I couldn't get out two taels of silver, so I had to live in a no-man's land like Shuanggui Lane. How many ups and downs could this be?

"But I have no complaints. Because to fulfill my adoptive father's will, I have to come to the capital. My adoptive father said that all the girls in the capital are like Lu Xianzi. Only by coming here can I fulfill my childhood dreams.

"As for 'searching in all directions', there's no need to explain. I'm working hard all over the world. Do you think I'm after fame and fortune? I'm after Lu Xianzi's people!"

"..."

Master Xuanji was stunned when he heard this. After staring at Ye Jingtang for a moment, he said again:

"The last sentence doesn't make sense. You have worked hard these past ten years not for me, but because you are lustful and want to marry more beautiful girls."

Ye Jingtang sighed and said:

"I was born in Honghe Town, and the women there were stronger and stronger than me. Before I saw Fairy Lu, I had no woman in my heart. After I saw Fairy Lu, I had the desire to marry a good girl.

"This 'Binghe' refers to the dream lover, which means that I have gone through so many ups and downs just to marry a good girl like Lu Xianzi. Now that I can marry myself, I can only say that God has opened his eyes and given me more than A reward beyond expectations.”

Dream lover...

Even though Master Xuanji had a strong mind, he was also coaxed by Ye Jingtang's sugar-coated bullets. After being silent for a while, he hummed softly:

"You have a sweet mouth. In order to coax the girl, do you admit that you are a pervert?"

"well……"

Ye Jingtang spread his hands slightly, feeling helpless.

Master Xuanji knew how much effort and mental effort Ye Jingtang spent on giving her a response to make her happy. Although it looked ordinary on the surface, he was deeply moved in his heart.

She took out the handkerchief from her arms and wiped the sweat from Ye Jingtang's forehead. Then she leaned a little closer and tapped her lips:

"It is said that when people are pushed hard, they can do anything. This statement is indeed true. Although it is not very neat, it is not easy to force out such a sentence. I guess you are right. For the sake of your sincerity Go on, what do you want me to give you? Just for Binghe to enter the bridal chamber?'

Because Ye Jingtang knew that Master Xuanji was a little hesitant, he was not eager for quick success and just smiled and said:

"Fairy Lu, just relax and don't leave."

Master Xuanji blinked her beautiful eyes, exhaled softly, rested her cheek on Huanhou's shoulder, and closed her eyes:

"You're quite sensible... You followed Sanniang to Jintang Street today and did something bad again, right? Qinghe said you can't indulge in sex, and I won't give it to you if you want it now..."

Does that mean tomorrow is okay? !

Ye Jingtang was very capable of understanding, but it was difficult to ask, so he slid his hand along his waist to the hem of his skirt, wanting to test it out.

But Fan Qinghe and Xuanji were lying back to back. He slid his hand down to touch the moon and found that the back of his hand also touched a full moon. He quickly took it back and hugged it honestly, admiring the night view of the city. .

The night breeze blew slowly on the terrace, and after a few murmurs, there was no sound.

After drinking two glasses of Ye Baitou in Ye Jingtang, he felt a little sleepy. He leaned against the warm-scented nephrite for a moment, and sleepiness flooded into his mind.

Master Xuanji seemed to have fallen asleep with her eyes closed, but after the Night Terror Hall completely calmed down, she quietly raised her head again, her drunken eyes blurred, and she stared at the handsome face in front of her that looked a little drunk.

"Fool..."

After Master Xuanji looked at it for a moment, he muttered something silently, not knowing whether he was talking about the Night Terror Hall or himself.

After sighing softly, she leaned forward again, tapped her lips, then sat up and took a thin blanket to cover the sleeping Ye Jingtang.

Perhaps because He He was afraid of the cold, they were also covered with Fan Qing He.

Then Xuanji, drunk, lay down on the other side of the case to prevent Qinghe from waking up and finding that she was sleeping with Ye Jingtang in his arms...

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From nine o'clock last night until now, these few thousand words have almost killed people or2!