054 Love fan

Murong Xueyan wanted to race against time and only ordered a few bowls of noodles in an ordinary noodle shop. Because of Nangong Yi's presence, Xiurong did not dare to take a seat.

"Sit down! Don't linger!" Murong Xueyan urged.

Xiu Rong looked at Nan Gongyi and was still hesitant.

"Sit down. It's not in the house, so there's no need to be courteous. Nangong Yi's attitude is very pleasant.

The owner of the noodle shop was very familiar with Murong Xueyan and asked in a loud voice, "I want two bowls of Yangchun noodles."

"Three bowls." Murong Xueyan pointed to the guide Gong Yi.

"Do you often eat so simply?" Nangong Yi asked again.

"Yes!" Murong Xueyan tilted her head and smiled, "I'm busy, so I save some time. Those dozen dishes are time-consuming and laborious.

"A dozen dishes" naturally refer to the example of the royal palace. Nangong Yi smiled and didn't say much. His eyes suddenly fell on a pair of couplets on the wall: the pine wind into the tripod tea will boil, and the plum rain splashed the poem.

"This couplet is good. Who wrote it?" Nangong Yi asked casually.

"It's Mr. Mu." The owner of the noodle shop served the noodles together with the shopkeeper and explained it to Nangongyi.

"You..." It's her again. As Xiurong said, she knows a lot about singing and dancing, opening a winery, and even connecting with her.

"I just read the book a few more times in my spare time." Murong Xueyan smiled faintly and was not complax. "It's nothing to be a little fur on the couplet. Those literati who can export to the moon are really powerful."

This sentence is not an exaggeration. A few days ago, she was in the Diaoyue Building. She did see several world-famous romantic celebrities. Those talents are tall and rich. As soon as they come out casually, it is a wonderful sentence.

Nangong Yi nodded with it. He suddenly thought of something and said quickly, "A few days ago, the Eastern Wei sent an envoy to pay tribute and sent a pair of couplets. I don't want to do this kind of nerve-wracking thing. Why don't you help me?"

"Help you?" Murong Xueyan looked up at him inexplicably... He is taking her as a fuss. Eastern Wei bowed down to Daqi for many years and paid tribute every year. As for using a pair of couplets to make him difficult for him, the king of Jing with outstanding military achievements?

She has thought about his heart thoroughly, but she didn't break it. She just said lightly, "Eat the noodles first. After eating, it won't taste good when the noodles are cold."

"Then I'll give you the couplet first. Think about it while eating noodles." Nangong Yi couldn't help saying, and read out the couplet: "Overlooking the world, who is the literati and Moke competing for the peak?"

"Okay, let me think about it. Maybe the answer will be available after the noodles are finished. Murong Xueyan lowered her head to eat noodles, and her brain was running fast. Overlooking the pair, the literati and Moke use the counselor Xiaoxiong...

A bowl of noodles is about to come out. Murong Xueyan and the other two have finished eating. Then he said to Nangong Yi, "I barely have a couplet. Listen."

"say."

"Through out in the world, who can the counselor win?"

"Overlooking the world, who will compete for the peak with the literati? Throughout the world, who can win the counselor Xiaoxiong?" Nangong Yi read the two sentences together and praised them at the moment, "Okay, so bold. It's good to be able to make such a couplet as your woman."

"Then thank you for your compliment." Murong Xueyan blinked playfully and called the boss, "Check out the bill, boss."

After paying the noodles, Murong Xueyan returned to Diaoyue Winery, while Nangong Yi was busy, and the two separated.

Then I was busy all afternoon, and the recruitment of the winery was still not finalized. At dusk, Murong Xueyan and Xiurong returned to the royal palace. They went straight back to their room to rest without dinner - she was really too tired.

Sitting against the table, she raised her chin with her hand, and her vision gradually blurred. Later, she leaned down on the table and fell asleep.

Nan Gongyi pushed open the door of Murong Xueyan and entered, and saw her lying asleep on the table. She is petite and sleeps very cute. The long eyelashes hung down like a fan, covering a shadow on the cheeks, breathing thinly, petal-like delicate lips slightly open, er... and a small mouthful of saliva.

He couldn't help lowering his head and kissing her gently on the lips. She slept soundly and didn't know his "fay" behavior at all. Nangong Yi smiled gently and picked her up, ready to let her sleep until **.

The sudden contact with her body suddenly woke her up. When she found that she was held by Nangong Yiheng, her whole face turned red with shame and asked, "What are you... what are you going to do?"

Her expression is like a good woman who has encountered a disciple... Nangong Yi restrained his smile and said with a serious look, "If you sleep on the table again, you can feed a fish with saliva."

"..." The hole, the hole, once again wanted to find a hole to get in - after she found the "evidence" on the table.

"I haven't had dinner yet. You put me down first." Her voice was so low that it was so low.

"Well, let's go together." He naturally took her hand.

After dinner, Murong Xueyan habitually walked around in the back garden of the royal palace, and Nangong Yi somehow changed his sex today and walked with her, and the two of them were hand in hand--

The whole palace was full of amazing eyes. The prince and the princess became incredibly close, making everyone feel as if they had found a miracle. After dealing with Liu Xiangxiang and other three people, Murong Xueyan has gained considerable prestige in the royal palace. Everyone dares not despise her anymore, but this time...

It seems that even the prince is attracted to her?

It's a little late at night. Nangong Yi still had no intention of leaving. Murong Xueyan brewed several times to say that she would go back to her room to rest. As soon as she saw Nangongyi's eyes, she swallowed back angrily.

What on earth is this guy going to do? Do you have to look at her with this kind of lover's eyes? This is purely seduction, seduction...

"It's getting late. Should we go back to rest?" Nangong Yi asked with a smile.

"We..." Murong Xueyan's brain couldn't turn around for a moment. When did she and Nangong Yi become "us"? Listen to what he means, are two... resting together? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but hit her heart like a deer.

Nangong Yi held her hand and took her back to the room. Seeing this, Xiurong, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately understood a little. He served Murong Xueyan to comb and remove her makeup, and then quietly closed the door and left.

There are only two people left in the room, Nan Gongyi and Murong Xueyan. Nangong Yi was naturally, but Murong Xueyan's face was about to blush.

"You know so many things, you should know how to serve your father-in-law, right?"

"I..." He was disappointing. He used a little trick, and she immediately disarmed and surrendered. I have no fighting spirit! Is this still the fearless Murong Xueyan at the beginning?

Nangongyi approached her and directly untied the belt of her robe. She is really elegant in men's clothing, which is a charm compared with women's clothing. Her clothes slipped layer by layer, and his beautiful body gave him a clear view.

"You..." She was stunned to find that she had let him take off all his clothes without any resistance. He untied the hairband on her head, and her long hair rippled, which made her eyes more and more like paint, and her skin was better than jade and snow.

The last time, when I was drunk, I lost my body to Nangong Yi in a daze, and this time, I was naked with him in such a sober state. It seemed that this night was the real "**"...

The word "**" is not strange to Murong Xueyan. In the 21st century, girls basically have a considerable understanding of "heritance" at the age of sixteen or seventeen. The knowledge professor in books and the description in romance novels are the basic sources. However... theory and practice seem to be two different things. This body is only fifteen years old, and the soul that lives in the body is twenty-one years old. Once you face the affairs of men and women, you can't use anything, and instinct determines everything.

"Why retreat? Do I make you feel terrible?" Nangong Yi grabbed Murong Xueyan's shoulder.

"I..." His slender fingers seemed to have unbelievable magic, which made her unable to refuse any more.

"I just hope that we can be a real couple from now on." His eyes were soft. "A lot of things have happened recently, which made me think of one thing."

"What?"

" Cherish the people in front of you." Nangong Yi picked her up and went to the bed.

Cherish... He is telling her that he will cherish her, isn't he? However, did Yun'er, the first lover who had been hidden in his heart for many years, let go, or just didn't he want to devote himself to a hopeless relationship?

He looked up to find the answer, and his red lips were about to open, but he was silent by his kiss.

His kiss teased little by little, from her slender neck, to the distinct collarbone, to the buds on her chest... Every kiss was a scorching imprint, burning her and burning herself. Looking at her dazziness and listening to her muttering, he no longer wants to bind himself like layers of clothes and shackles...

Between lingering, sinking and ups and downs, she feels that she has been sent to the peak of glory... If this is an intoxicated dream, then she hopes to never wake up.

I still remember that she refused him, and this time. She finally understood that she could not refuse if she handed over her heart completely.

"Xueyan, what's your father's name?" In a daze, she heard Nangong Yi ask.

"Sier." She answered gently before she suddenly remembered another thing. After the wedding, except for the last time we met at the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet, she hasn't officially returned to the prime minister's house to visit her father.

"Sheer..." He kissed her earlobe, which made her tremble again, and the sound couldn't help but escape from her mouth.

"Nang Gongyi, can you accompany me back to see my father tomorrow?" She used a pinging tone.

"Naturally." The casual response was in a doting tone, but both of them didn't realize it.

Nan Gongyi... From the beginning of her acquaintance, she always likes to call him by name and surname. Under the world, she is the only one who dares to call him that. Yun'er called him a word "Yi"... Trying to dispel Yun'er's figure from his mind, he hugged Murong Xueyan in his arms more tightly.

The outdoor autumn rain is gurgling, and the indoor scenery is beautiful...