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Two figures overlapped on the bed. The man's heavy breathing and the woman's soft sobs were intertwined, which seemed extremely strange in the Buddhist wing.

Hearing the movement, he paused for a moment, and a man's panting voice came from the tent, extremely impatient: "Go away, if... if there are not enough women, we will do it tomorrow... I am having fun here, don't

Lost my mood."

When they heard that the person in the tent called himself the king, the people who entered the room were stunned for a moment. The person inside was... the prince?

Seeing that there was no movement outside, the people inside the tent became even more wanton, even reading erotic poems.

"...the long pole rises horizontally and smashes the ice of the deep pool."

I don't know what she did, I just heard the woman groan and let out a sob that sounded like crying and laughing.

"...chirp again chirp...sail to the heart of flowers."

The woman sobbed softly, "...ah...I can't do it anymore...ah..." The female voice like spring water overflowed like a gurgling torrent.

"Well, I don't believe it... um..." the man said in a hoarse voice and exerted force again.

The leading man in black was a little depressed. He quickly rushed up and knocked the person on the bed unconscious. He rubbed his hands on his body and muttered: "It's so unlucky that I have sex with a nun... No matter how beautiful she is, she is still a nun."

Seeing his subordinates laughing secretly, he immediately cursed: "What are you doing standing still? There are still some noises in a few rooms, so hurry up and get started."

In less than an hour, everything was tidied up, and the group of people retreated out again silently, but there were dozens more bags than when they came in.

After leaving Pudu Temple, we turned around two alleys. A shiny black flat-topped soap-curtained cart was waiting quietly. He quickly stacked the people on the cart one by one, and then two people got on, and the carriage started slowly.

Drive slowly towards the suburbs of Beijing.

The two people behind them erased all the traces in the courtyard, listened to the voice and recognized the monk who was watching the night, carefully avoided it... and ran into another courtyard.

At the end of Haishi, Cheng Xunxun received the news.

He opened the lid of the incense burner with the golden dragon pattern and filled it with the letter paper in his hand. He watched the thin and delicate flames lick up the thin piece of paper, and then he smiled and said: "Father, this is

I was really overly cautious this time. He is just a polished prince. Even if he controls some gangsters and bullies, they are just things that cannot be put on the stage. Why bother taking risks in front of the emperor?"

Cheng Xunggong also had a smile on his face, with his hand on the side of his head, and half of his tough profile was hidden in the darkness. There was a hint of wildness in his laziness, "You haven't figured out my father's thoughts for so many years, and you can't ask for more."

It’s just a word of keeping.”

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's always best to be on the safe side. I didn't know at first... As for the Emperor, it's not a big mistake. I'm just trying to cover it up."

Cheng Xunxun smiled and agreed. He walked to the Duobao Pavilion and inspected it twice. He picked out a somewhat rough wooden Bodhisattva. His eyes filled with soft light, and he took it in his hand and stroked it carefully.

But he said casually: "Just add a box made of golden nanmu and use forbidden objects... it will be enough to make him move his muscles."

Cheng Xunggong nodded, "Excellent, too much is not enough, and the emperor will definitely not do anything harsh... Just fool him, it looks like a big show, you just finish singing and I will appear..." After a pause, he suddenly

Thinking of something, I rummaged through a stack of papers on the large desk with carved clouds and bats in red sandalwood, and pulled out a piece of paper.

"The woman you were looking for last time has been found. She will arrive in the capital in a few days."

Cheng Xunxun did not accept the piece of paper, patted his brother's shoulder, and smiled tacitly, without saying a word.

After a moment of silence, Cheng Xunxun held up the wood carving in his hand and said, "This... brother still has it."

"That's natural. You have to keep your first finished product no matter what." Cheng Xunggong laughed and said, "Keep it for my nephew to see in the future."

Cheng Xunxun laughed along, with a little bit of stupidity. That wood carving - after being taken into care by his elder brother, he was frightened all day long and couldn't sleep all night long. The elder brother taught him wood carving step by step.

The small block of wood, with its thick and dense tentacles, rests peacefully in the palm of his hand. The carving knife is reliable and sure when it is scratched on it. A carving is a carving. It cannot be wiped or washed. It will never change the feeling of his obsession. He believes in the carving knife.

, I believe that wood, even if it is an ugly little ball carved into pits by oneself, is still cute, precious and worth collecting.

The complicated skills were extremely difficult for a young child who had to stretch out his hands and open his mouth all day long. He couldn't carve a complete block of wood, so he found a wooden board to practice the simplest knife skills, using the knife as a tool.

The pen uses wood as paper and practices day and night. It doesn't matter if the hand is worn out or the shoulder is swollen. After three months, I can carve the most complex and rounded patterns on the wood...

Thinking of those days of almost obsession, he was still as clear as yesterday. He carefully put the wood carving in his hand back to its original place. This was the first time his eldest brother was sent to the north by his father. He stayed up late to carve this carving a few days before leaving.

I asked my eldest brother to take him with me to keep him safe...

"...What should I do over there, eldest sister?" After hesitating for a while, he still asked.

Cheng Xunggong suppressed his smile and said calmly: "Don't worry about this matter anymore. Anyway, I will ensure that she has enough food and clothing, and don't think about anything else."

The emperor is not planning to touch the Jiang family, so it is convenient for him to act...

It was already very late when we returned to Qinghuiyuan, and we could see the bright orange lights in the main room from a distance.

Didn't you let me go to bed first? Why haven't you turned off the lights yet?

Silver Chain was leaning against the door, dozing off little by little. Hearing the noise, he hurriedly wiped his mouth and stood up. After feeling blessed, he went to the clean room to prepare hot water and towels.

After opening the curtain and entering the inner room, thick purple velvet curtains were tied inside and outside the bed, revealing a slender figure on the bed.

Yuzhu had not yet taken off the little coat on his upper body. He was leaning on the pillow embroidered with acacia flowers in vermilion elastic ink and gold thread. He was sleeping soundly with his head tilted, his cheeks were melting, like the clouds reflecting on the clear pond; his long eyelashes were also covered with yellow

The candlelight was suffused with a halo, and because of the tilt of the head, half of the trimmed neck was exposed, which was white and crystal clear, as if carved from jade, with an indescribable warmth and charm.

Cheng Xunxun felt satisfied and distressed at the same time. He quietly ordered the silver chain to be removed, turned around and went to the clean room to freshen up and came out.

He gently took off Yu Zhu's small coat, and unbuttoned the strange little bikini inside.

The frost-like skin was timidly exposed from the loose cross-collar underwear, and the bright red bellyband underneath was extremely rich and gorgeous...like a sweet tea flower, blooming quietly in the palm of his hand,

Swaying with the style that only belongs to him.

Yu Zhu was woken up by his careless movements, and he shouted "Cheng Xunxun" sleepily.

"Um"

He rolled around in a daze, threw himself into the warm quilt and never wanted to come out again.

Half asleep and half awake, she felt someone touching her. Her whole body was numb and warm. She couldn't help but feel a little impatient. She reached out and pulled her down, hugged her tightly, and fell asleep instantly...

Cheng Xunxun struggled stiffly, but in the end he couldn't bear to pull out his right arm. He hesitated for a while and stretched out his only free left hand...

When Yu Zhu woke up in the morning, she was the only one under the quilt. After getting enough sleep, it seemed that the warm quilt had lost its charm.

After stretching, he called for someone to come in and help him wash and dress.

"Second Master went out early in the morning." Hua Ruo came in first, with a touch of joy on her face, and skillfully helped wrap Yuzhu in layers.

"It's so early in the morning, I can't hide my smile." Yu Zhu joked with a smile: "If you have anything good to say, come and tell me."

Hua Ruo turned around and took the hot towel from Qinsi's hand to wipe Yu Zhu's hands, and said with a smile: "I saw you were sleeping soundly this morning, so the second master didn't wake you up and asked me to tell you..."

As she said that, she paused slightly, and a big smile bloomed on her face: "Miss Ning Qiu has been found. She will be in the capital in a few days... and she will be sent directly to us."

"Really?" Yu Zhu couldn't help but smile, finally looking forward to it.

When he asked if there was any more specific information from others, Hua Ruo could only get one sentence, saying that he didn't know anything about the others.

After staring for a while, Ruan's mother came in from the outside again. As soon as she saw the scene on the bed, she started nagging: "Madam, you can't act like this... It's only been less than three months. How can I keep the second master in the room anymore?"

inside."

"Ah...oh...I remember." Yu Zhu responded hummingly, imagining that the string of words entered from the left ear, and then came out from the right ear in line, hand in hand.

After Ruan's mother closed her mouth with satisfaction, Yu Zhu stood up and picked out an engraved silk gold and silver Ruyi moire satin dress and put it on, paired with a scattered white pattern epiphyllum rain silk brocade skirt, and then ate some snacks and ran to give

Greetings, Madam Xie.

Her body was in excellent condition. The only pitiable morning sickness she had was suppressed forcefully when it came up. She looked good, but was just a little plumper than before.

Her body allowed her to greet Mrs. Xie every day. Firstly, she followed the rules, and secondly, she also walked around. Occasionally, Mrs. Xie also asked her to recite some Buddhist scriptures, and took great care of her, no matter whether it was for the little baby in her belly or not.

Guys, Yuzhu accepted it gladly.

Today, as usual, there was no need to set any rules. As soon as she went to Xie's house, she was asked to sit down and Mother Yang served her sweet and glutinous golden red date porridge.

After she finished eating, Mrs. Xie took her to Ji's courtyard.

Ms. Ji was still in confinement. She had not recovered much at this time because she had gone through a lot of effort during the birth. When Ms. Xie and Yu Zhu went in, she was lying weakly on the bed and was about to struggle after hearing the maid's report.

Get up.

How could Ms. Xie still accept her courtesy? She hurriedly stepped forward and pressed her down on the bed, "Just lie down. If you are weak, you should rest more. My child, if you are worried, the maid and the mother-in-law are here, as well as me.

"

Little Aunt Chen's matter was not known to Ji, and she kept it a secret. It didn't matter whether she was there or not, but that guy Cheng Siyi was still in solitary confinement. In other words, even if he wasn't in solitary confinement, as for Cheng Siyi

I'm not sure what I would say.

Yu Zhu scratched his temples and must figure things out as soon as possible. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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