The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Rong Jing glanced at her with a slightly raised eyebrow and smiled: "Good craft!"

Yun Qianyue turned back and continued to concentrate on eating fish.

After the two had eaten the fish, it was already dark. The snow on the ground has fallen one foot deep. Rong Jing stood up first and reached out to Yun Qianyue, "Come up, I will carry you back!"

Yun Qianyue shook his head and said to him: "No, you walk in front, I follow you."

"What's your idea?" Rong Jing looked at her.

"Today you and my adult gift, shouldn't I have some ideas?" Yun Qianyue looked at him.

"Are you afraid of getting wet?" Rong Jing asked with an umbrella.

"Don't be afraid, go back and take a shower anyway." Yun Qianyue shook her head.

Rong Jing saw that she made up her mind to follow him, shook her head with a smile, and moved forward with an umbrella.

Yun Qianyue followed behind him, reached into his footprints, and aimed at them. Step by step, I have seen many people walk like this before, and I feel a little silly, but now when I come to myself, I suddenly feel so happy. There is such a person, he is willing to carry you, regardless of fatigue; there is such a person, he is willing to do everything for you, regardless of the consequences; there is such a person, you are willing to stand behind him, step on his footsteps, accompany him Go together. Such ordinary happiness is not out of reach.

Rong Jing looked back at Yun Qianyue, suddenly suddenly funny, "Yun Qianyue, how old are you?"

"Fifteen!" Yun Qianyue walked intently with her head down, and answered honestly after hearing the words.

"It's such a kid!" Rong Jing smiled and turned back.

"Rong Jing, I'm an adult!" Yun Qingyue raised his head and corrected him.

Rong Jing's footsteps took a slight pause, and suddenly he smiled deeply and said: "Yeah, you are an adult! I am also an adult!" The last ending is unclear and full of deep meaning.

Yun Qianyue's footsteps swelled, and his mouth laughed.

The two stopped talking and came to the Houshan Bieyuan one after the other.

Someone had already cleaned a road leading to the room from the door, and Rongjing and Yunqianyue went straight into the room. Rong Jing put down his umbrella, looked back at Yun Qianyue, and went to take a bath. Tomorrow you will be troubled by the wind and cold.

"How about taking a shower together?" Yun Qingyue asked Rong Jing while taking off her coat.

Rong Jing coughed lightly, opened his eyes, and said to Yun Qianyue: "Yun Qianyue, this is the Buddhist shrine! It is not appropriate to blasphemy."

Yun Qianyue rolled his eyes and turned into the screen.

The water is warm and drives out the cold. Yun Qianyue buried herself in the water and didn't want anything. After a while, she slept.

Rong Jing took a shower in another room and changed his clothes. He hadn’t seen Yun Qianyue coming out. He couldn’t hear the sound of the screen. He walked over and reached for the screen. He saw Yun Qianyue’s head sleeping on the edge of the barrel. He walked over to the barrel and looked at her quietly. The water was still warm, with a hint of water vapor. The woman in the water had a pure face, her eyebrows were like dais, she was beautiful, her eyes closed slightly, and her sleep was peaceful. There is no sticky person when awake, smart, lazy, sloppy, even laughing when happy, crying silently when in mourning, taunting when sneering, clearing when sneering, etc. All these are not, so simple Falling asleep unpreparedly, his heart suddenly filled up, Ruyu's hand was gently raised to touch her sleeping face.

Yun Qianyue seemed to be noisy, his nose wrinkled.

Rong Jing withdrew his hand and looked at her. After a while, he suddenly sighed, "Yun Qianyue, you are really my robbery!"

Yun Qingyue was motionless and fell asleep.

Rong Jing converged with the rippling emotions in his eyes, gently reached out, and took her out of the water. The jade body was exquisite, the skin was like white jade gel, and the tentacles were warm and smooth like brocade. He glanced down, took a light breath, held her out of the screen, and placed her on the bed.

Yun Qianyue's body just touched the bed, and then rolled over, wrapped in a quilt and slept.

Rong Jing stood in front of the bed and looked at her. When she saw that she had no signs of waking up, she lost her eyes and shook her head in amusement. She also lay down and lifted her quilt away, holding her delicate body. He entered his arms and closed his eyes.

The bells of Lingtai Temple are still there, and the excessive sound of chanting is transmitted to the back mountain through the fluttering snow, clearing the ethereal.

On this day, Rong Jing and Yun Qianyue chose this way in the blood-stained imperial city, forcing the palace to seize the throne, the prince died and jailed, the emperor died, the national mourning and so on. Reasonably passed his adult gift.

The heavy snow fell for half a day and night, and in the early morning of the next day, the heavy snow remained unstopped.

Yun Qingyue woke up and saw Rong Jingzheng looking at him with her eyes open. She blinked, arched in his arms, and asked in a sticky voice, "What time is it?"

"It's time!" Rong Jingqingrun's voice was slightly dull.

"It's still snowing outside?" Yun Qianyue asked again.

"Hmm!" Rong nodded.

"What should the emperor do?" Yun Qiangyue asked again.

"Read the decree, the new emperor takes the throne, and put the coffin of the emperor Daxing emperor, and then the royal family guards the spirit for three days and fasts for seven days. The Qin Tianjian chooses Jijijiji to be killed. After the funeral, he prepares the new emperor's enthronement ceremony, and countries come to congratulate him. "Rong Jing said.

Yun Qingyue frowned, "The old emperor died suddenly, can there be an edict?"

"Naturally there is! He already knew that he would die soon, how could there be no suicide?" Rong Jingdao said.

Yun Qianyue silently stopped talking.

"Get up! Let's go back to Beijing!" Rong Jing glanced at her and whispered.

Yun Qingyue nodded and withdrew from Rong Jing's arms. Only then did she find that she was not wearing an inch, she blushed, but she didn't speak, and she reached out and took the clothes to wear.

Rong Jing gave her a funny look, and she got up.

The two men managed to get out of the room and walked out of the room. The sky and the sky were white, and the snow on the ground deepened overnight. A road was already swept out of the middle of the yard, but the falling snow quickly covered with snow.

Rong Jing took Yun Qianyue's hand, took the umbrella out of the door, and walked out of the courtyard.

As soon as the two came to the door of the other courtyard, they saw the abbot Ciyun hurriedly. When they saw the two, they said quickly and respectfully: "Jing Shizi, Miss Qingyue, the grandfather Wen Wen, the emperor next to the emperor in the palace, came and said that the seven princes I heard that the two of you are here, and ordered him to ask you to return to the palace as soon as possible."

"The Seventh Prince? Isn't it the new emperor?" Yun Qianyue looked at the abbot Ciyun and raised her eyebrows.

The abbot Ciyun shook his head, "People of the Communist Party called the seven princes, not the new emperor."

"Okay, the abbot worked hard! We will return to Beijing." Rong Scenic Spot nodded and dragged Yun Qianyue to the mountain gate.

The abbot Ciyun folded his hands together and hit a Buddha, followed by the two men and sent them out of the mountain gate.

At the gate of the mountain, there were two cars parked at the gate, one was a yellow carriage, waiting for Brunei with a red face, and the other was a black carriage with a string song.

When Brunei saw the two come out, they quickly stepped forward and respectfully said: "Jing Shizi, Miss Asagi, and the seven princes let the minions invite you back to the palace immediately."

"Got it!" Rong Jing glanced at Brunei and took Yun Qiangyue to his carriage.

Xian Ge immediately picked the driving curtain, Yun Qiangyue jumped into the car first, Rong Jing closed his umbrella, and slowly probed into the car. After the two got into the car, the curtain fell, and Xian Ge waved his horse whip, and the carriage left Lingtai Temple.

Brunei quickly got on the bus, drove the wagon and followed the Rongjing wagon, and the two wagons went to the imperial city one after the other.