The reborn boy is called Xianggong! !

More than half of the red candles in Chuxiu Palace were burned.The room is full of light pear fragrance, sweet and long-lasting.Under the layers of hazy sand shadows, there is a room full of inseparable charm, and it is the whispering soft words that are about to be said.

The white jade night pearl on the top of the curtain emits a lustrous white light.The brocade tent is still hot, the blue hair of the jade man inside the quilt is messy, and the white jade arms exposed outside are more delicate than the snowflakes floating down outside.

The animal smoke kept coming, and the jade man was tired. She closed her watery eyes and opened her red lips as if she was singing a melodious song.

"The prince is back, the emperor is still staying in my Chuxiu Palace every day, isn't it to let him catch the concubine?" Su Guifei's face was slightly drunk, she leaned lazily on the man's chest, smiled softly, and the end of the voice was soft. There was a slight tremor, like a tickled feather.

"I only want you." Ye Kunchen sighed hoarsely, his lips just stuck to her delicate ear.The faint hoarse voice was blown into her ears accompanied by hot air.It provoked Concubine Su Gui's groan.

"It seems that this concubine has confirmed her reputation as the evil concubine." Su Guifei smiled tenderly.With a backhand, ten fingers softly hugged Ye Kunchen's bare back, and turned slightly.

The blue velvet brocade of Tianshui slipped slightly, and the skin that was as white as fat was dotted with red, as if the faint red flowers had bloomed to the extreme, exuding a gorgeous color.The flowers are blooming brightly, how about the strong fragrance? "Master, just wait for the memorial to fly away like snowflakes."

The beautiful woman smiled cleverly and looked forward to her beautiful eyes.As soon as those Yingying eyes were opened, the thick azure and clear water flowed, but it was not as moving as the fluttering cherry lips.

"Did you forget? Su'er, didn't I promise you that I love you." Ye Kunchen was finally scalded by the tender "Master", and was dazzled by the charming amorous feelings.Leaning closer, he held his lips together.Knead the rest of the words into fine pieces.

The red candle is not broken yet.The snow falling outside is like pear blossoms and the sky is white.How can one describe the scene in that room?

How long has it been since he heard Su'er call him lord?

That year, the peach blossoms were shining brightly, he was on the horse, and she followed behind the horse. "Master, just let Su Er follow you." She followed his horse, her face blushing all over the sky.

He was just passing by Changliang, so how could he expect to be entangled by a girl?

But why did he let her follow him for so long when he was able to leave with a wave of his long whip?

Like Zhao Mu, she called him Master.Just such a soft sound, and a look of clear water eyes looking at him can arouse his daydreams.

"Su'er's soup is only for my grandfather." The girl smiled coquettishly, and ran into his tent clutching the soup pot.

Zhao Mu outside the curtain was so anxious that his face turned red, but he couldn't stop the girl's flexible figure.He had to hum and apologize to himself outside the door.

The full pot of fishy soup arrived at his table again.

"This kind of thing, I don't bother you to do it." I snorted, said ambiguous words in my mouth, but still raised my neck and drank it clean.In the end, I still couldn't bear to refuse.

She doesn't know how to make food, but she still wants to do it.He clearly asked Zhao Mu to stop her, but he was always defeated by her unpretentious sentence "Su'er's soup is only for the master."

Jiang Nan's tone of voice was soft and waxy, like the white rice cakes his mother made for him.Looking at Yingrun, eating Qingtian.This little girl tugged at the softest string in his heart.

He thought, he might be obsessed with ghosts, knowing that she came in a wrong way, but he was willing to keep her in front of the tent and teach her by hand.She wanted to learn how to dispatch troops, so he talked with her by holding a candle.She wanted to plan a strategy, so he confronted her in the tent, you come and go.He took her to suppress chaos in the north and suppress bandits in the south, and told her how to guide the country on the battlefield.

She studied hard and taught herself with care.I don't know when, from that simple and delicate little girl, she became the other self who can be calm and decisive with a smile, a city of thousands of feet, a city of thousands of feet, a rush of hundreds of feet, and a folding mat.

After she left a letter and left, he realized that his heart was empty because of her.

That day he was about to die on Tianshan Mountain, he was covered in blood and thought he would die here.But I ran into her by chance.She hugged him and cried. "Master, Su'er's family loves his wife and kills his concubines, his elder brother is cowardly, Su'er is the only one who can support the family. No one has ever loved Su'er, never."

The tears were salty, dripping on his face, making him wish he could hold her in his arms.That's right, his Su'er was never a woman in a deep house in the inner courtyard, he taught her to read strategy theory and the art of war.Didn't teaching her men's tactics mean that she will be safe in the future, so that she can still smile like a flower.

But even if he wants to sigh that Su Er has the style of the forest, she is just the fragile Su Er who makes him feel bad.

"Su'er, I love you." With his eyes closed, he raised his hand with great effort to protect his Su'er in his arms.

King Jing, the god of war, galloped on the battlefield that year not only for his younger brother, but also for his mother and concubine who forbears and begged for perfection. From then on, there was also the petite flower in his heart that he cared for with his own hands.

But this fallen flower he thought was actually a rich and noble palace peony.

That year when she lowered her veil shyly and shyly, even if she covered her light fan, he recognized the person he was dreaming of at a glance.

He loves her, seriously.But it was taken as a joke.

The coldness of that day was vivid in his memory, and his madness was enough to destroy everything in her.

He ruined her home, her country, everything about her, and even all her concerns, in the most tyrannical way.

But he still loves her.

Now she stays by her side for a long time.He has no sorrow, no hatred, no regrets.

The world is impermanent, his life is too dull, and every inch is an inch.He was never greedy, he was just too stubborn.

His stubbornness until now made him a little tired.

A bird should fly, but will a free bird stay to take a look at the master who has raised him for so many years?

I'm afraid not.

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Ye Sheng returned to the top of Yunyan Mountain after the Lantern Festival.

As soon as he went up the mountain, he and Chen San'er split up.He took a pocketful of sweet-scented osmanthus candies, rose cakes, and green radish cakes to Hanqin Xiaozhu.Chen San'er took the etiquette to visit people one by one.

The sound of the guqin in Hanqin Xiaozhuli is still transparent and elegant, with a long rhyme.Zhao Changqing was sitting in the room, Ye Sheng was taken aback by the little plum blossoms in the yard.

"When was this plum tree planted?" He remembered that there was only a row of green grass in Fang Qingliu's yard.

"I saw it when I came back after the year." Zhao Changqing smiled and stopped playing the piano.He took out the things that filled his pockets so that he would not have to bend over to carry them hard.

"Rong Qian said that he has already made Luo Tong think that he doesn't know me." Ye Sheng was obediently pushed on the chair by him.Excitedly told Zhao Changqing.

"Gen Kun is the son of Rong, and he keeps his promises. Last time he promised not to force you, are you still afraid that he will lie to you?" Zhao Changqing laughed, and patted him with his slender, white hands until they were half hidden in his sleeves. The piece of cloud cake is also found before giving up.

"Hey, this is something I've eaten. It's not for you." Ye Sheng shouted hastily, wanting to get the cloud cake in his hand.

"You only accept what you eat. You have lost a tooth, why do you still eat such sweet things?" Zhao Changqing picked up the cloud cake with his long arms, straightened up, and Ye Sheng took it anyway. Not anymore.

"Hey, don't." Ye Sheng looked at him with a bitter face.Only then did he regret how he slammed into the door.

The incident happened on Ye Sheng's front teeth on the third day of the Lunar New Year.

He was struggling with the Bingtang elbow, but he ate it, fearing that his teeth would be scratched by the bone.

Ye Sheng is about to leak air from the gap that directly leaks air, okay?Rong Qian frowned and asked the imperial doctor.

When he came back, he collected all the candies, even the sweet ones.

"You can't eat so much sugar when you change your teeth. If you eat too much, it's you who will rot and hurt your teeth." Rong Qian taught him with a straight face.Let Chen San'er take out all the "properties" he hid.

From then on, Ye Sheng missed the alpine small building on the top of Yunyan Mountain very much.

He also said that when Rong Qian didn't come back, he said that the food was transferred to the Tibetan senior brother, but he didn't think about it, the senior brother turned his elbow outward.

Ye Sheng looked angrily at the senior brother who had confiscated all his belongings, and for the first time felt that Rong Qian was hateful.

How is it so bad?Let the senior brother sit on the sidelines and wait for him to take out the things obediently.

"If you talk to me well, I'll give you half of this cloud cake." Now Zhao Changqing felt a headache seeing his wet eyes.At any rate, she made up her mind and turned her head away, as if she couldn't see his pleading.

"What?" Ye Sheng hesitated for a while, spreading his hands.Looking at the pile of food compromised.

"Don't look at those, this is what I want to give you." Zhao Changqing shook the oiled paper bag in his hand with a sullen face.

"What has Rong Qian been doing these days? Why hasn't he come back to this small mountain building?" Zhao Changqing was sure that he was safe, so he sat next to him, and slapped Ye Sheng's little hand that was stealthily holding the sweet-scented osmanthus candy.

"Ah." Ye Sheng let out a pain, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, trying to cover it up. "The crown prince is back. I heard that I read a copy of Concubine Su Gui. It is said that the riots this year are all because Concubine Su is the reincarnation of the demon concubine."

"Such a straightforward statement?" Zhao Changqing frowned, and raised his head after hearing Ye Sheng's words.Star pupils flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's not just wow, there are a lot of deeds listed. Most of them are warnings from heaven. There is a lot of trouble. The emperor doesn't care about it." Ye Sheng scratched his head, carefully recalling the few words he heard in the study of Prince Rong's mansion these days.

"Rong Qian said that the crown prince suffered a lot last time, and stealing chickens won't make a fortune. Now that he is back, if all the things he said are available now, then the crown prince is afraid that he will come back violently."

"En." Zhao Changqing nodded.He naturally understood what Rong Qian meant. "To say that Concubine Su is harming the country and the concubine is really a lot of thunder and rain. Without evidence, no one can convince me, so I just poke Concubine Su's spine. If she doesn't handle it well, it will cause a bad smell."

"But if it is said that there are signs everywhere in the world, then the crown prince has spent a lot of money." Zhao Changqing's eyes gradually narrowed, concentrating on contemplation. "I'm afraid he can't disturb this pool of muddy water alone."

"Now, soldiers can only come to cover up the water and soil."