Chapter 50 Clean

I nodded and he said, "Then you think I'm drunk." After saying that, he grabbed my hand and put it aside and put it in his hand. "Wei Wei, I have a strong purpose, but I never hide it at present. If there is, there is, there is, there is not. But the more a ghost-faced Yan Luo approaches you without a purpose, the more he has a huge purpose. He just needs time to trust you. Seeing that my eyes were cold, he bent his mouth and said, "Whether you believe it or not, I'm just analyzing it for you according to what I know about him."

Will it be like this? I couldn't help but waver when I heard him say that, but when I thought of Xiaoyu's lonely and colorless figure in the moonlight, I felt heartache. I only felt that a man like a fairy who was not stained with the earthly atmosphere would not be so stained with the stains of the world. Xiaoyu he said was not a person I knew, so that It can only be the ghost face of Jianghu people, and Xiaoyu is the light and comfortable in my heart.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Junyu obviously knew that no matter how much I did, I would not change, so he continued: "You also know my purpose in competing for the position of the East Palace, and all I want is to find her. So, you..." He didn't continue to say, because I turned my head and looked at him fixedly.

"I said that you have your obsession, and so am I. In love, we are all poor people. So can you look back at me before you find her? I have been in your position all the way and have never left. Brother Junyou, I don't want to put pressure on you, but because I am with you, we choose the same. If you wait, I will also wait to fulfill your obsession. As for me..." I laughed at myself. I just hope you can remember such a person.

He took a few deep breaths and stroked his forehead with his hand, as if he was very uncomfortable. Why do you have to do this? You are still young and have a choice.

I laughed and said, "Yes! Xiaoyu is, so don't always speak ill of Xiaoyu. I giggled, and he suddenly turned around and said seriously, "Are you telling the truth? Do you like ghost-faced hell?

I frowned and really didn't like him calling Xiaoyu that. I was not happy to hear Yan Luo's name. He pouted and said, "He is so beautiful that a woman will like him."

He bent the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "Do you like his skin?"

I nodded and shook my head: "There is a little skin, because everyone loves beauty, but I think he is very pitiful." He sneered and said, "Isn't I pitiful?"

I was stunned and then looked at him doubtfully: "What's wrong with you? Just because you can't find that woman?" Seeing him nodding, I only felt a big head. After all, the people who grew up in the royal family did not know the suffering of the people. In this world, people have suffering. If you are not satisfied with the status quo, food, housing and transportation, it is bitterness. If the official road is not good, it is bitterness. However, the top priority in the world is for food, clothing, housing and transportation, so your suffering is only the last level. It is the true love that rich and noble people seek when they are bored. You think you are suffering, because you have never really experienced the suffering in the world, so you won't feel that what you want is just insignificant.

He looked at me deeply and sprayed my face with a breath mixed with the smell of wine. A soft wind blew the fluff on my face, shaking gently like a warm little hand. The octagonal palace lamp burst into a cluster of flames, and it was heard very clearly in the quiet night. There was a breeze outside the window, and the shadow of the tree fell on the window, reflecting a magnificent shadow.

"You make me a little strange, yet, have you ever experienced what you said in the past?" The tone of doubt seems to doubt whether I am the real Fuwei.

I laughed and said, "Didn't the prince inquire before he got married? Should I know that I took Xiaobai from Liaohua City to Kunlun Mountain alone when I was 12 years old? What I saw and heard along the way was the most clear. At that time, I felt that my little suffering was nothing, and the people in the world were the real suffering.

He seemed to be relieved when he heard the words, reached out and touched my head and smiled, "I didn't expect you to have such an opinion at a young age, but as a prince, I didn't realize the suffering of the people at all and failed."

I laughed and said, "The prince has just taken over the throne. He will definitely ascend the throne one day. You can go out more in your spare time!" Hearing this, his eyes suddenly became deep, empty and seemed to focus on his expression, as if he was looking at me and not looking at me.

I suddenly remembered that he also traveled through many cities and countries when he was looking for that woman. How could he not feel at all that if he was as pure as I said, he would not be a monarch. And the situation at this time is quite strange. The two of us actually lie in ** to discuss the people in the world, which is quite ironic. What does my little girl know?

I pouted and stopped talking. He rolled over with a smile, half lying on me**, and the smell of wine in my breath immediately became strong. I think he really drank a lot of wine. I tried to hold my breath, but I still took a few breaths and felt a little drowsy. Maybe I was also tired.

He half squinted at me like this. At first, he didn't feel anything strange. He just felt that we had been sleeping together**. He was also very gentlemanly, so he didn't have much precautions. But he lay on me ambiguously, and half of the weight of his broad shoulders was on me. Well... It was very heavy. I raised my hand pressed by him and moved gently. He bent down and fell down with a peach-scented kiss with the fragrance of wine.

The domineering gently pried open my lips with a trace of imperceptible gentleness, and the cool tongue pried open my teeth slightly. I opened my mouth and responded to him clumsily. A face turned red, and he stared at the close face with the octagonal palace lamp on his back. It was as hard, cold and handsome as a knife, like a beautiful jade with excellent carving, cold and ruthless.

His hand stroked my head and the other hand moved to me. I don't know what it means in this situation. I'm nervous and scared. I want to refuse and get it. My brain is blank, as if there are two voices shouting. After tonight, Jun Yu is mine, and the other voice is a warning, no. At this moment, I have been waiting for a year... but I'm afraid of the woman who has never met but is firmly stationed in Junyu's heart.

What a contradiction! I grabbed the sheets under my tight and shook my head when I touched the embroidery of the mandarin duck on the brocade quilt...

When I woke up, it was the morning of the second day. The warm sunlight hit the window with the unique dew of late autumn. When it was thrown into the bluestone ground, it was scattered and mottled. The birds at dawn sing brightly and gently, as if several magpie are singing mange for me.

moved his sore and swollen body, as if he couldn't even lift his fingertips. After adapting to the light in the room, he slowly opened his eyes. Everything was beautiful and illusory. If it hadn't been for the pain under my body, I would have thought I was dreaming. The people around him felt the sound, and the long eyelashes trembled and opened suddenly. In an instant, they seemed to have restrained all the deep colors in the world.

He turned his head to look at me, stretched out his arms and hugged me in his arms, and his warm body was close to each other. The heartbeat came powerfully from his chest, like a drumming. I listened carefully. He smiled and pinched my nose: "Like a child."

I rubbed his chin with my chin and laughed, "That's it. This is just proof that I rely on you." He smiled in a low voice and whispered in my ear, "Are you tired?" With such explicit words, my face turned red, buried my head in his neck, and bit it gently with my teeth.

I vaguely said that I look so good today, as if I looked so energetic for the first time since I married Jun Yu, as if I had got the best treasure in the world. I said yes! Last night, I completed a gorgeous transformation. From then on, I was just a man of Junyu. It turned out that my heart only belonged to him, and now I am also.

It was noon when Mother Wang brought Xiao Mufeng here. Xiaobai has been living with Mother Wang since he and Junyou have been repairing. She likes Xiao Mufeng, so she always goes there to tease him. What makes me strange is that hasn't Junyu been guarding against us all the time? But why did he let the dangerous Xiaobai approach Mu Feng? But when I think about it, I think it's nothing. Because I love Junyou, I won't hurt him or his children. Although the child was brought to him by Shen Weijun.

Xiao Mufeng has been around for nearly two months, and his little arms and calves are chubby and extremely cute. When he was taken over by the wet nurse, he turned his head and looked at me with a grin, as if he knew that I were his mother's concubine. Two small arms as white and tender as lotus roots waved, and I gently took them from the wet nurse's hand and held them in my arms. They seemed to be small and actually quite heavy.

He kissed on his face like a condensed white jade, and the little ball spit out a bubble and broke it off. Xiaobai jumped on my shoulder and made a gesture to the little ball. The little ball giggled very face, and the little hand waved to grab Xiaobai.

These days, Xiaobai ate and slept obediently, as if he had returned to his home in Chathua City. There was no dispute or distrust. Everything around him seemed to be unprepared, and his life was simple and plain.

When Jun Yao came in, Xiaobai was shaking his buttocks and dancing fox dance to tease me and Xiao Mufeng. Xiao Mufeng danced his little hands in the baby very cooperatively, and his strength was amazing. We were laughed by Xiaobai, and Xiao Mufeng also giggled. The atmosphere in the room was warm and quiet. The evening sunset slanted on the ground through the window, scattering golden fragments on the ground.

The bird's nest simmering on the stove is bubbling, and the lid of the bowl jingles like a perfect movement. The wet nurse fed Xiao Mufeng milk/water, and Xiao Mufeng yawned after eating and drinking enough. The wet nurse smiled and said, "I will take the young master down to rest." With that, he took it from my hand, but the little Mufeng in his arms moved and suddenly opened his eyes. After looking at the wet nurse, she was not as close as before, and he cried with no face.

The wet nurse's face was a little embarrassed, and I laughed and said, "It's okay. I'm not tired, so I'll coax him to sleep." After kissing Xiao Mufeng's face, he blinked his eyes and looked at me crying in a low voice with tears, looking very aggrieved. I pinched his face with some fun, and he giggles and sucks/allows with his nails.

"Why did the child cry?"