After the powerful minister was reborn, he married the delicate girl back home

"Mother, have you figured it out?"

Wang Yanling asked with a chuckle, if her old man no longer stops her, I'm sure sister Yuzhao will return to Beijing someday. It will be a happy event to see each other again after twenty years.

The Queen Mother snorted coldly and said nothing to save her face.

Although she knew she had done something wrong back then, she was still embarrassed to admit it in front of her juniors.

The Queen Mother was both a queen mother and an aunt in name only. Wang Yanling knew that she had always been arrogant and it was extremely difficult for her to lower her posture and apologize in front of her juniors, so she didn't say much and instead held Li Jiaorong's hand behind her. , whispered: "Good boy, you must remember to go to "Qinshan Temple" to burn incense and worship Buddha. You must go..."

Li Jiaorong had heard the conversation between the two in confusion, but now she saw that they insisted on going to "Qinshan Temple" by herself, she became even more confused. She opened her mouth and asked: "Why do you have to go to Qinshan Temple? The incense there is very good. Spiritual?"

As soon as these words came out, both the Queen Mother and the Empress were stunned. They looked at each other and heard the Queen Mother reply in a deep voice: "Yes, the incense and fire spirit is there. Go and pay your respects. Good luck is yet to come."

Isn't it a blessing to wait until Roujia recognizes her?

Furthermore, the whole family owes this mother and daughter, and by then, they have to make up for it.

Li Jiaorong didn't understand what they were thinking. Although she was a little confused, she still nodded. She just went to "Qinshan Temple" to burn incense and worship Buddha, and to pray for her family.

The two of them kept Li Jiaorong talking for a while, and then let her go home.

When she came out, it was getting late, and Li Jiarong was still in a daze, as if she didn't expect time to fly by so fast. She sat on a sedan chair and was carried out of the palace all the way.

The sedan chair in which the royal family and princes sit is surrounded by curtains, which are as thin as gauze and flutter in the evening breeze, making it very beautiful.

Li Jiaorong sat sideways in the sedan, holding her chin with one hand, staring boredly not far away. The setting sun on the horizon had slowly faded away and lost its dazzling light. It became as red as the setting sun and like blood. .

The sky is filled with colorful clouds, and the setting sun reflects off the gorgeous rays. Large expanses of orange-red come into view, which is very beautiful.

The sedan was walking slowly, getting closer and closer to the palace gate. Li Jiaorong suddenly saw a familiar figure standing in the sunset, as tall and tall as a green pine. His side face was half facing the sun, and his whole body seemed to be plated with a soft golden edge. , very dazzling.

Li Jiaorong could not clearly see the man's hazy facial features, but she recognized him subconsciously. She hurriedly patted the sedan and said happily: "Let me down quickly, someone is coming to pick me up."

The sedan stopped, Li Jiaorong held up the hem of her skirt and ran out quickly. When she got closer, she hugged the person into her arms.

"Ms. sir, you've come to pick me up!"

The little girl's eyes were full of smiles, and she rubbed Gu Xingmo's chest affectionately, feeling extremely happy.

Seeing that she returned safely, Gu Xingmo felt relieved, took the little girl's hand, put it to his mouth, kissed it, and then said softly: "I'm home."

"it is good."

The two held hands tightly and walked slowly towards home. The back figures of one big and one small were very sweet.

On the way, Li Jiaorong played with Gu Xingmo's hand. Her husband's hand was very beautiful, clean and slender, as warm and delicate as jade. The phalanges of the fingers were protruding, and the skin was slightly sunken, forming a well-defined dimple. You can still vaguely see a few light blue veins, which are very strong.

After playing for a while, she couldn't help but praise: "Mr., your hands are so beautiful."

Gu Xingmo smiled, squeezed Li Jiaorong's hand, and praised back, "Yours looks good too."

What he said was true. Li Jiaorong's hands were also very beautiful. In addition, she had been well-kept by Gu Xingmo in recent years. Her hands were like catkins, white with powder, and her fingernails were pointed. It's soft in the hand and feels like kneading dough.

After hearing this, Li Jiaorong picked up her other hand and looked at it carefully, then frowned and retorted: "It's not good-looking, it's short and small, and it has no joints..."

She has always only liked hands with clear joints, just like her husband's hands, which are beautiful.

Contrary to what she thought, Gu Xingmo felt that the girl's soft and delicate hands were beautiful, so he squeezed Li Jiaorong's hand and looked very cherished.

After returning home, after finishing dinner and taking a bath, Li Jiaorong lay down under a small quilt to sleep.

Seeing this, Gu Xingmo lay on the other side and was quiet for a long time. Just when Li Jiaorong thought that he had fallen asleep and she could finally escape, a restless hand slowly touched her delicate skin. The stimulation made her body tremble.

"Mr. Xianggong..."

Li Jiaorong hugged the quilt tightly, understanding what he meant, but she hid uncomfortably inside. However, it was not good for a couple to do too many things at this time, after all, it was too tiring.

"The Queen Mother called you over today. What did you say?"

Gu Xingmo's hand stroked from top to bottom bit by bit, slowly untied the straps of Li Jiaorong's pajamas and reached inside.

Li Jiaorong bit her lip in embarrassment and didn't want to speak. She was pinched suddenly. The slightly rising tone of the man's "Huh?" made her bones go numb. She replied intermittently: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Let me go to Qinshan Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha..."

Today's candlelight was not extinguished, so Li Jiaorong did not dare to look at Gu Xingmo and only tried to push him away with a little force.

The person on her body didn't move at all, kissed her slowly, and then asked in a hoarse voice: "Do you want to go?"

"I-I'm going."

Li Jiaorong gasped and passively endured all this, and some sweat broke out on her forehead. It was really uncomfortable, so Li Jiaorong quickly turned over and cried: "The lights are not out yet, don't do this. "

Gu Xingmo took out his hand, waved it in front of the little girl's eyes, and said, "Don't you like looking at it?" His voice was full of lust, which was torturous.

Li Jiaorong couldn't refuse, she just bit her red lips, frowned slightly, and looked at the person in front of her with a pair of almond-shaped eyes filled with spring water. Her temples were wet with sweat, making her face look like watery hibiscus. So shiny.

This night was a bit ridiculous. In the past, Li Jiaorong could still sleep for a while, but now Gu Xingmo refused to let her sleep and forced her to open her eyes and look at his hands.

Looking at those beautiful hands, I slowly became involved with the world.

Li Jiaorong really felt that she was going crazy. She hugged Gu Xingmo tightly and sobbed softly. Listening to the love words he kept saying in his mouth, she cried harder and harder.

"Why did the Queen Mother ask you to go to Qinshan Temple?"

There was a hint of charm in the corners of Li Jiaorong's eyes, but her entire body was extremely young, and this huge contrast in her body made Gu Xingmo even more fascinated.

Li Jiaorong didn't dare not answer, so she replied softly, "I said I want a child, so go and ask for a child..."

Gu Xingmo felt a little funny after hearing this, so he came closer and said softly: "Since you want a child, why should you beg the Buddha statue? Beg me, Rong Niang, beg me quickly."

Li Jiaorong was so troubled by him that she could only beg for mercy in a low voice.

Gu Xingmo had been looking forward to the happy life for a long time, and he just wished he could hold her like this until he died.

Tonight, the moon was so embarrassed that it hid in the clouds, leaving only a few bright stars shining.