Married Thrice to Salted Fish

Half an hour later, the water waves gradually stopped, and a dragon robe embroidered with dragons covered Lin Qingyu's body.Then, he was carried out of the bath by Jiang Xing.

Lin Qingyu thought that Jiang Xing was going to take him back to Xingqing Palace.Although he wasn't a stickler for trifles, he didn't want to be carried back by Jiang Xing wrapped in a dragon robe. It would be a shame if others saw him. "Put me down, I can walk by myself."

Jiang Xing didn't answer.Lin Qingyu met his eyes and couldn't help being taken aback.

Jiang Xing's eyes were no longer the brilliance of a teenager, nor even gentle, but something that belonged to an adult man.

——Yeah, after all, I am an adult again. The combination of the 22-year-old's heart and body is inexplicably exciting.

He also likes Jiang Xing like this.Lin Qingyu took the initiative to lean over and lightly bit the mole on Jiang Xing's Adam's apple.

Jiang Xing's Adam's apple rolled, and his breath became heavier.The next moment, Lin Qingyu's back bumped into the screen, and there was a bang, but he didn't feel any pain at all—it was Jiang Xing who put his hand behind his back.

Lin Qingyu's half-wet long hair poured down, and the dragon robe slipped off his shoulders, loose and loose, like a boundless spring.

Jiang Xing couldn't help but said, "Qingyu, you look so good-looking, even in a dragon robe."

Lin Qingyu raised her eyes and smiled: "What doesn't look good on me?"

Jiang Xing's breathing tightened abruptly, he stopped talking, and said concisely, "Hold on to me."

Lin Qingyu returned to the dragon bed only in the middle of the night, insisting that his hair should be dry before going to bed: "Going to bed with wet hair is easy to catch cold, and if things go on like this, you may even suffer from headaches."

Jiang Xing yawned and wiped Lin Qingyu's hair.His hair is short and easy to dry, while Lin Qingyu's long hair has to be brushed for a long time.In order to prevent himself from falling asleep, Jiang Xing and Lin Qingyu talked about the business: "Qingyu, you also saw the behavior of the queen mother at the banquet today. She must have started to taboo that I cling to you all day long, and it may not be long before she will take action." Some action. I think it's time for us to plan ahead."

Lin Qingyu asked: "How do you plan to prepare?"

"I roughly have a plan now."

Jiang Xing told Lin Qingyu his thoughts, and Lin Qingyu listened carefully, offering detailed supplements and suggestions for improvement from time to time.

At the end, Lin Qingyu said: "The queen mother is kind to you, and you want to lie to her?"

Jiang Xing said in surprise, "You really have changed. To lie to someone and to think about it is not like your style."

Lin Qingyu said, "I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person."

"You are indeed a 'good person'." Jiang Xing remembered something, "I heard that Xiao Jie's madness has been cured, but he suddenly lost his memory and forgot the past. Is this your handwriting?"

Lin Qingyu said indifferently: "I just tried a voodoo technique taught to me by the genius doctor of Southern Xinjiang on him. It's not a good deed. It's his own luck. If he was less lucky, he would have gone to accompany Xi Rong earlier."

Jiang Xing smiled, but did not expose the rare and soft-hearted villain beauty.He didn't know that it was for him that Lin Qingyu was willing to show a little pity for these insignificant people.

Jiang Xing turned the topic back to the Queen Mother: "Anyway, this is the easiest and most convenient method I can think of. Besides, I'm not cheating on her."

"How to say."

Jiang Xing said seriously: "If you force me to separate from you, I will really go crazy."

Lin Qingyu thought for a while, and said: "That's fine. Let her worry once, and I won't care about the fact that she used the imperial decree to force me to marry Lu Wancheng."

Jiang Xing was not surprised at all, and said with a smile, "You really hold grudges, you still remember what happened five years ago."

Thinking of five years ago, Lin Qingyu smiled: "It's been five years...we're doing bad things together again."

It used to be in Nan'anhou's Mansion, then it was in the General's Mansion, and now it's in the Imperial Palace.

Jiang Xing didn't take it seriously: "I want to marry my wife and go home, so it's not a bad thing." Jiang Xing felt that the wiping was almost done, so he took off the towel and touched Lin Qingyu's hair, "Why is it still a little wet?"

Lin Qingyu said: "It's hard to do a lot of hair."

Jiang Xing smiled and said, "Anyway, I can't sleep yet, so I might as well keep doing things."

Lin Qingyu: "..." How could this person look exhausted?

If someone were standing in the hall at this moment, they would be able to see two figures behind the curtain of the dragon bed.The long-haired man was sitting in the arms of the short-haired man. The shadow's movement speed wasn't too fast, but it made the long-haired man's waist stretch into a seductive arc, and finally he fell limply on the short-haired man's chest.

After the work was done, Lin Qingyu's long hair was finally done.The two were lying in the same bed, sleeping facing each other, with big eyes.

Jiang Xing's eyes fixed on Lin Qingyu's face for a moment, and asked, "Qingyu, don't you want to sleep?"

Lin Qingyu said: "It's okay."

"Then are you tired?"

Lin Qingyu said vigilantly: "What do you want to do again?"

"When I read other people's love in the storybook, Cheng Huanfang would faint or couldn't get out of bed." Jiang Xing was a little frustrated, "Why can you still talk to me properly?"

Lin Qingyu was inexplicable: "The story is the story, the reality is the reality, how can people be so easily dizzy. If it really reaches the point of losing consciousness, the problem will be very big."

But although he wasn't dizzy, he was really tired. His whole body seemed to be falling apart, and his voice was hoarse.In contrast, a certain person kept saying that he was tired, but his spirit was much better than him.

Jiang Xing raised his eyebrows: "So, it's not my fault? Is the storybook misleading me?"

"En." Lin Qingyu raised his hand with difficulty, stroked Jiang Xing's short hair, and said lazily, "The emperor is already great, I like it very much."

Jiang Xing laughed: "I can do it again, baby, come join us next time."

Lin Qingyu smiled lightly and said, "Yes."

After winter, the first snow fell in the capital soon.Jiang Xing paid close attention to Lin Qingyu's mood all the time.Lin Qingyu is business as usual, at least it seems so.But when Gu Fuzhou's festival was approaching, Lin Qingyu suddenly fell ill.

Lin Qingyu's illness was severe, and the person who reported to the palace said that he had reached the point of being bedridden, unable to go to court, and unable to sit in court to govern.The emperor couldn't see the prime minister in Xingqing Palace, so he ran to Ci'an Palace to find someone: "Mother, where is the prime minister's brother?"

The queen mother patiently explained to the emperor: "Xiang Lin is ill and is recuperating in the general's mansion."

"Then can I go to the general's mansion to see him?"

"The emperor is the son of heaven, and he wants to live in the palace." The queen mother comforted, "Don't worry, the emperor. When Lin Xiang recovers from his illness, he will naturally come back."

She didn't want Lin Qingyu to get sick.But Lin Qingyu's illness just happened to separate him from the emperor for a period of time, which was also in line with her wishes.

The emperor was taken aback for a moment, his eyes dimmed, as if they had lost their brilliance.Seeing him like this, the Empress Dowager's heart sank suddenly - the eyes of the emperor were somewhat similar to when he lost his soul.Taking a closer look, it seems that she was wrong.

The Empress Dowager thought she was thinking too much, who would have thought that the Holy Majesty would not see the Prime Minister, so she was depressed all day long, and she talked less and less, until finally she didn't say a word.Physician Xuan came to see it, but he couldn't see why.

A terrifying thought rose in her heart—could it be that the emperor's soul-loss disease has relapsed again?

The Empress Dowager hurriedly asked someone to invite the national teacher to come. Who would have thought that Xu Junyuan left the capital a few years ago and would not be able to return until a few days later.The queen mother watched the emperor become more and more lifeless day by day, and her heart was burning with anxiety, but she had no other choice but to wait.

As soon as Xu Junyuan returned to the capital, he was hurriedly invited into the palace by Laifu, and he immediately saw Mr. Jiang squatting on the ground playing with mud.

Xu Junyuan lifted Young Master Jiang's eyelids and took a look. Before he could stop, the Empress Dowager couldn't help asking: "What happened to the emperor?"

Xu Junyuan thought it over and said: "The emperor's current symptoms are indeed somewhat similar to the previous symptoms of loss of soul."

The queen mother said anxiously: "But isn't the emperor's soul-loss disease already cured?"

"Dare to ask the Queen Mother, is Prime Minister Lin not in the palace these days?"

The queen mother was puzzled: "It is true that Prime Minister Lin is sick at the government office, but what does this have to do with the emperor's mental illness?"

"Lin Xiang is the first person who can make the emperor react, and it is very important to the emperor's soul-loss disease. Because of this, I suggest that you let Lin Xiang often accompany the emperor. The three souls and six souls of a person are mysterious and mysterious." Even the minister can't get a glimpse of it. Perhaps Lin Xiang is the emperor's unique antidote, which is unknown."

The queen mother couldn't accept it: "Lin Qingyu used to be Lu Wancheng's wife, and Gu Fuzhou's wife, and now she is the prime minister of the dynasty. How can she always be with the emperor in the palace?"

Xu Junyuan sighed, and said: "Queen Dowager, forgive me for speaking bluntly. When the emperor lost his soul, you once said that if the emperor could call you 'mother queen', you would be satisfied. Now that the emperor's mind is gradually returning to ordinary people, it is an unexpected joy. The emperor You like to be with Lin Xiang, why do you stop him? Could it be that, compared to his pleasing Lin Xiang, would you prefer to see the emperor in the past?"

How it used to be?

No, it can't... Her Li'er finally recovered to her current state, and she definitely couldn't return to a dazed state, as if she was living in another world.

The queen mother sat down slumped, and after a long while, she came back to her senses: "Quick, go to Prime Minister Lin and invite him back!"

Laifu reminded her: "Queen Mother, Prime Minister Lin is still ill."

"Then take the emperor to the general's mansion." The queen mother urged, "Quick!"