He and his father-in-law were not affected at all under Cang Qiao's cold gaze.
"I think the little empress is right. She is a doctor. She said that if you don't want to eat bird's nests without sweetness, you can actually maintain your health by not eating anything at night!"
Cang Qiao looked at the bowl of bird's nest on the table angrily. It was obvious that a certain woman meant that he shouldn't eat it if he didn't want to eat it! He was hungry!
At this time, his stomach made an untimely "gurgling" sound of hunger.
He and his father-in-law took the basin to clean their hands and put it aside. They looked at him with a smile, as if they were looking at the wayward young man back then: "Master, look, I'm not hungry. Eat quickly."
Cang Qiao washed her hands expressionlessly, picked up the tasteless bird's nest, and ate it anyway.
After finishing eating, he put down his bowl and spoon and said coldly: "What has that woman been doing these days?"
He and his father-in-law told Cang Qiao a few things worth talking about.
He pressed the corner of his red lips with a handkerchief and chuckled: "Oh, I'm living quite a prosperous life. There are all these bees and flies circling around."
It was difficult to answer this question to my father-in-law, so I just stood there and said nothing.
Cang Qiao suddenly remembered something and glanced at the main hall of Qiankun Hall: "Your Majesty is already asleep, right?"
"Yes, His Majesty has already completed the dual cultivation of Chun Zhaoyi and went to the Concubine Xian. He should have rested at this time." He said to the father-in-law.
Cang Qiao threw away the pen lazily: "I want to go out of the palace to relax. I am suffocated here every day."
It had been more than half a month since he had seen the cat he had missed so much, and he missed her so much.
"Ah? Is this the time? The little lady is already asleep..." He and the father-in-law trailed off, and Cang Qiao's figure had already swept out.
My father-in-law and I were so anxious that we chased him out and slapped him on the thigh: "It's going to rain, why don't you bring an umbrella..."
But Cang Qiao's figure had disappeared into the night.
He father-in-law: "..."
Are you sure you miss your little empress, aren't you anxious?
…
In the dead of night, a full moon hangs high in the sky.
But the weather was still muggy, and it seemed like there was a heavy rain, but it never came down.
The maids placed two ice basins in Ming Lanruo's room, but the effect was average.
There was only a dim small oil lamp in the room, Xiao Xi only wore a silk bellyband and shorts, and her hair was tied into two knots on the top of her head.
The little man nestled in front of Ming Lanruo like a little kitten, holding Ming Lanruo's arm with his little hands.
Ming Lanruo fanned him with a fan in a daze, and his sleep was not very peaceful.
Suddenly, a slight cool breeze blew in. She closed her eyes, raised her hand, used the fan as a hidden weapon, and used the strong wind to throw it towards the bed curtain.
But the next moment, the fan suddenly appeared in Xiuying's hand, and she was still covered by someone's mouth.
Smelling the familiar aroma of ashes smoke coming from the palm, which was even more delicate than a woman's, made Ming Lanruo give up the plan of using the poisonous needle hidden weapon.
She opened her beautiful eyes and looked at the man on her body. Sure enough, who could it be if it wasn't Cang Qiao?
Only his hands are more meticulously maintained than hers, so as to maintain the precision of killing when holding the weapon.
She nodded helplessly towards him, and Cang Qiao released his hand covering her lips, changed his position, and suddenly lowered his head and kissed her face gently.
Ming Lanruo raised her hand and pushed his chest gently, indicating that the child was lying next to him.
Cang Qiao stopped after a brief taste, slightly curved the corners of her lips, and looked down at the little guy lying down.
A ball of tender pink child, with a chubby pink face and eyelashes that look like fake ones. She completely looks like a New Year painting doll, and... she looks like a New Year painting female doll.
Xiao Xi has always looked like a boy and a girl since she was a child, which completely resembles him.
"What a pink little piglet." Cang Qiao chuckled, reaching out and gently poking Xiao Xi's fat face.
"Ugh...mosquito..." Little Renjia chirped a few times, turned over and fell asleep holding Ming Lanruo's arm.
Ming Lanruo rolled her eyes at him, slapped his hand away, and silently scolded him - "What are you doing!"
Cang Qiao looked at her hand with red marks, narrowed her eyes, but still couldn't hold it back, lowered her head to kiss Xiao Xi's cheek.
Ming Lanruo didn't stop him, so he could only let him go and torment his "little piggy".
When Xiao Xi wakes up from being tortured, he will know that he is wrong!
Fortunately, this time Xiao Xi just mumbled a few times in her sleep, and it was rare that she didn't resist.
Cang Qiao couldn't help but curl her eyes happily. After all, this little guy wouldn't let him kiss him when he was awake. It would be good if he didn't bite him.
He gently held the little guy's hand, slowly pulled it up, then pushed her shoulder with one hand, motioning for her to move aside in disgust.
Ming Lanruo: "..."
Why is this person so demanding to be beaten as soon as he appears?!
But seeing how cautious he was towards Xiao Xi, she lost her temper again. After all, they were father and son.
Forget it, it would be good if he was willing to sleep with Xiao Xi here so that the father and son could connect with each other.
She moved into the bed, intending to make some room, and then moved Xiao Xi in so that Cang Qiao could sleep on it. Anyway, this Arhat bed was more than enough for three people.
But she had just left Xiao Xi a little bit when he suddenly stuffed a soft silk pillow between Xiao Xi and her, and then gently and carefully placed Xiao Xi's chubby hand on the soft pillow.
Ming Lanruo looked at Cang Qiao with a puzzled expression, "What are you doing?"
Put a pillow in front of Xiao Xi, how can he get into bed?
Who would have thought that Cang Qiao suddenly raised his eyes, smiled faintly at her, and then pulled her over neatly, holding her waist with one hand and pulling her legs with the other.
With a beautiful turn, he lifted her onto his shoulders neatly and walked out of the room.
Ming Lanruo looked down, looking at his slim waist on the tip of his nose, with a confused look on her face. She didn't even see clearly how he moved.
He didn't even disturb Xiao Xi by touching her, so he just carried her away from Xiao Xi.
Ming Lanruo: "..."
She really thinks highly of him. If this bastard doesn't act like a monster for a day, he will feel uncomfortable all over!
She was still complaining in her mind when she was lightly slapped twice on her butt: "Where is it cool and no one comes to disturb it?"
Ming Lanruo said angrily: "What do you want to do? Put me down and talk to me if you have anything to say. Don't let the people in my house catch you as a flower picker in the middle of the night!"
"Then I'm picking flowers here?" Cang Qiao chuckled and lifted up her skirt without politeness.
Ming Lanruo, who was only wearing a thin nightgown, froze up. She bit her lip and supported his shoulders: "Go to the study...forget it, it's too hot there. Let's go to the flower hall of the waterside pavilion. You're not allowed to do this."
Hug me, it’s uncomfortable!”
It is surrounded by water, and because it is just a place to cool off, there are no confidential documents, and it is far away from where people live, so no one will patrol there.
Cang Qiao chuckled lightly, turned her sideways with his backhand, hugged her by the waist, pointed her toes, avoided the patrolling guards, and flew away.
Ming Lanruo could only hug his shoulders tightly and pinch his waist secretly, but he seemed unaware of it.
After a while, he took her to the corridor near the waterside pavilion.
She was about to go to the ground, but found that she was not wearing any shoes.
Cang Qiao chuckled above her head: "The little lady doesn't need shoes."
As he spoke, he pushed her against the pillar, lowered his head and kissed her lips unscrupulously.
This time, without any scruples, he indulged himself and held her legs apart, pressing his slender body against her, lowering his head to kiss the woman in his arms, absorbing her sweetness.
Ming Lanruo moaned softly when she was kissed, and instinctively grasped his collar.
