home with a good wife

"Husband, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt him." Cheng Tianqing muttered, Lu Jing looked at Cheng Tianqing with lowered eyes, feeling affectionate, kissed his cheek, and said with a smile: "You look jealous It's cute, but next time, be gentler."

Cheng Tianqing didn't speak, and after a while, he said, "Husband, who is that person? Why did he call you Big Brother?" Lu Jing was stunned, and said, "His name is Leng Xiran, and he is by the emperor's side just like Mo Xie." Assassinated Shadow Guard, when we were young, we studied together in Taishi Academy, but the emperor didn’t allow me to practice martial arts, so I could only study literature.”

"That's it... So, you really grew up together as childhood sweethearts..." Cheng Tianqing muttered, pointing fingers.

"Are you really jealous?" Lu Jing grabbed his wrist and bit his finger, "No." Cheng Tianqing tried his best, "Fool, even if I grew up with him, the person lying next to me at the moment is You, the person in my heart is also you." Cheng Tianqing finally showed a smile, sweet and soft.

"Go to sleep." Seeing that the young master's eyes could hardly be opened, Lu Jing said.

Cheng Tianqing yawned and said, "I'm afraid I'll fall asleep and have nightmares." Lu Jing took out a red rope and said with a smile, "Do you remember? You used this red rope in the brothel that day , tied our little fingers." He tied the red rope around his and Cheng Tianqing's wrists, and said, "Don't be afraid, even in a dream, I will protect you."

Cheng Tianqing smiled, feeling extremely relieved, both of them lay on their sides, their eyes met, and their hands were tightly held together.

On the south side of the imperial palace, in Fuyue Palace, when Mr. Cheng entered the main hall, Mrs. Cheng had just come out of the bath. Tianqing was already so old. As his mother, Mrs. Cheng did not see the slightest trace of age on her body. She had an exquisite figure and a fair complexion. , On her right shoulder, there was an old dark red wound. When she saw Mr. Cheng, she was wearing a tulle and bowed to salute: "See you, Mr.." Mr. Cheng helped her up and said, "Ma'am, you are finished bathing Hurry up and go to bed and rest, don't catch the cold."

Mrs. Cheng laughed: "Thank you, Master, for your concern." Master Cheng frowned when he saw the wound on her shoulder, and said, "Every time I see your wound, I hate myself for not seeing it earlier. You, if I met you before him, I wouldn't hurt you."

Mrs. Cheng smiled, a little moved: "Master, Master treats Ping'er well and Tianqing well, Ping'er understands."

Master Cheng nodded and said, "It's good that you understand, I'm afraid you will think that I'm too strict with Tianqing."

"It's for his own good that you are strict with him. Tian Qing will understand your good intentions." Mrs. Cheng said.

Master Cheng sighed and said, "I hope so."

That night, Cheng Tianqing slept soundly, and really didn't have any nightmares.

Princess Junma’s Ziluan Palace, silk bed curtains, overlapping figures, Changle Princess and Junma Li Feng are both wearing masks, Li Feng looks at the beautiful girl in his arms, all he can think about is Tiantian The charming eyes on the green, and his white skin under the blue clothes after being soaked in water... Princess Changle put her arms around the horse and called out loudly: "Yan... Chen Yan..." A couple, wearing masks, are lingering, but what they see in their eyes is not each other's faces... In the early morning, the painting boat gently landed, and Chu Simiao led Yan Mu to get off the boat. In Chu Simiao's arms, Chu Simiao hugged his waist, opened the folding fan, and smiled.

Yan Mu tiptoed and kissed Chu Simiao's lips, and said, "Where are you going back now? The prince's mansion? Or stay in the palace?"

"I'll go back to Fusang with you," Chu Simiao said.

"Really?!" Yan Mu's eyes were very happy, Chu Simiao laughed, pinched his childish cheeks like glutinous rice balls and said: "Of course, my Mu Mu is so cute, I don't want to follow him every step of the way." Buli, what if someone else seems to have snatched it from you?"