After three years of reconciliation, the emperor regretted

A few days later, Prince Xiang came up to play, imploring the current emperor to approve a few days off, the reason is that he wants to accompany his wife to the south of the Yangtze River.

Xiao Yiheng angrily smashed another set of his favorite purple clay teapot, and was angry with himself for a long time, and finally wrote the word "Passed" with a red brush on the memorial.

This time traveling south, Xiao Yunyan and Chu Jingrong did not bring any servants and maids, even Qingwu was left in the palace, only the two of them set out from the imperial city, galloped on horses, stopped wherever they went, and had a good time.

Traveling to the wilderness, there is not even an inn to stay overnight, so I just find a dilapidated temple to make do for the night.

Cobwebs are all over the place, and the nostrils are full of dust.

Chu Jingrong didn't dislike it either, and together with Xiao Yunyan lit the firewood they picked up, and kept warm by the bonfire.

He said, "If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, follow the dog", but the man kept slipping into Xiao Yunyan's arms.

Xiao Yunyan was roasting the wild sweet potatoes scavenged from the field, when Chu Jingrong yelled at each of them until his ears turned red.

This person had reddened eyes last night, and said in a mournful voice that he was getting older and couldn't help tossing, and he would tease him without fear of death when he turned his head.

Xiao Yunyan hugged him tightly angrily, and said harshly in a hoarse voice, "Don't move."

On the other side, the freshly baked part was peeled off to reveal the red hot flesh, and after blowing a few mouthfuls to dissipate the heat, it was stuffed into Chu Jingrong's palm, and he reminded worriedly: "Eat it, Be careful it's hot."

Chu Jingrong suddenly felt that if he could grow old hand in hand with Xiao Yunyan, even in poor days, he would be content with it.

Continuing to go south, to the Peach Blossom Forest, which is rarely visited by people, Chu Jingrong became playful, took off his shoes and socks, and danced with bare feet.

He held grudges very much, and he still remembered that at the dinner party that day, Xiao Yunyan applauded Liu Mingmei's dancing posture.

Secretly, I also learned it secretly, and it is bound to overwhelm others, so that Xiao Yunyan's heart and eyes are all about him.

If Liu Mingmei's dancing posture is amazing, then Chu Jingrong is amazing.

It is not as soft and charming as a woman, but it is more powerful in retracting and releasing. It is just right when you raise your hand and lower your neck.

A pair of amber eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and the red lips are lightly pursed, with a half-smile, adding to the provocative style.

In the middle of the dance, Xiao Yunyan pressed the person on the peach tree to linger.

In broad daylight, Chu Jingrong's exposed skin was white and rosy, scorching hot.

If it wasn't for Erlang holding him, he would have passed out with embarrassment. Occasionally, a little squirrel looking for food passed by, and Chu Jingrong curled up his toes in fright, and couldn't stop crying. , but in exchange for Xiao Yunyan's more cruel love.

A tree of peach blossoms fell all over the ground.

However, when they walked to the bustling city, there were people who were not afraid of death and came to Chu Jingrong to make him feel uncomfortable.

Xiao Yunyan is nine feet tall, tall and upright, with thick eyebrows and noble aura.

In the north, it was not too eye-catching before, but now in the south of the Yangtze River, if such a tall person pokes there, the jagged head of the passerby is still a little higher, it must be him.

Just like this, leading the horse and walking on the street, I don't know how many girls stopped and looked sideways.

The more courageous girls in the boudoir actually dared to come up to him and start a conversation.

"The little girl is not talented, her name is Yang Yu'er, and her father is Yang Kaikai, the magistrate of the prefecture and county. I dare to ask, do you know if the young master is interested in someone?"

Holding a round fan and half covering her face, revealing a pair of watery almond eyes, the cardamom woman in a goose-yellow skirt stopped the way, looking at Xiao Yunyan, there were circles of spring love in her eyes.

"Hmph, I don't know how to strike up a conversation if I don't know how to do it. I don't have any shame." Chu Jingrong had a cold face, her peach-colored lips seemed soft, but her words were extremely heartless.

Along the way, I don't know how many people I met. Chu Jingrong already has a bad temper, and now he can't suppress his anger.

Hearing this, Yang Yu'er's face changed, but he liked Xiao Yunyan so much, he didn't snort like other women and turned away. It fell on Xiao Yunyan.

"I'm really sorry, I already have a lovely wife in my next family, and I failed the girl's kindness." Xiao Yunyan cupped his fists and politely refused.

Treat women with courtesy, this is what Chu Jingrong personally taught Xiao Yunyan in those years when he was the crown prince, but now Erlang's polite attitude towards her makes Chu Jingrong red-eyed with jealousy.

"I don't know the name of the young master's wife, what is her age? What is her family background?" Yang Yu'er still refused to give up. She even thought that if her family background was average, she could move out of her father's identity to suppress her.

It's okay to ask other questions, but when age is mentioned, Chu Jingrong will definitely go crazy.

He hates others comparing his age with Erlang's in front of Xiao Yunyan.

"My surname is Chu, and my name is Jingrong. She is a young man." Chu Jingrong didn't reveal his identity. After all, there were so many people along the street, and he didn't want to cause a stir.

Yang Yuer's eyes widened, and Chu Jingrong taunted her even more displeasedly: "Don't doubt it, it's my servant who advises the girl to be more reserved before she leaves the court, so as not to be judged by others in the future."

This man is really annoying, he looks so good-looking, but speaks so meanly.

Yang Yuer no longer swallowed her anger, put away her gentle illusion, and after looking at Chu Jingrong from head to toe, stared at Chu Jingrong's waist and abdomen and said sarcastically: "You are a man, you are still so old, how can you be so shy? Beloved? There are three unfilial acts, and having no heirs is the greatest, if you want to flourish, your stomach will not be able to live up to you."

Chu Jingrong has been pampered and respected for so many years, no one has ever dared to disrespect him, and when he met one out of the blue, he didn't know how to get back.

Being too old to have children, Yang Yu'er was so desperate that she stepped on Chu Jingrong's painful feet with precision.

Even if he has the ability to reach the sky, he can't let the time go back and let the man have the ability to have children.

Her face was getting colder and colder, and a penetrating cold air gushed out from her whole body. Yang Yu'er only realized that she felt scared after a while, and took a step back in horror.

But after thinking about it, in broad daylight, he was the apple of the eye of the prefect of the prefecture and county, and this person probably didn't dare to do anything to her, so he reluctantly stopped and confronted Chu Jingrong tit for tat with a bit of weakness.

Yellow-mouthed children, don't know how to live or die!

Just when Chu Jingrong was about to explode, Xiao Yunyan grabbed his wrist. He was tall, and with a little force, he wrapped Chu Jingrong in his arms.

Under the eyes of everyone, Xiao Yunyan gently kissed Chu Jingrong's temples, and coaxed softly: "Don't be angry, or you will have a toothache again."

The handsome and handsome man spoke in a low voice, his tenderness was like water, which made the woman who saw this scene feel extremely sad.

If you can marry such a gentleman, what kind of happiness and worry-free will you be for the rest of your life? It's a pity...it's a pity...

But Chu Jingrong didn't appreciate it, and turned his head with a cold snort, Xiao Yunyan showed helplessness, he looked up at Yang Yu'er, his face was not as humble and polite as before: "Please restrain yourself, it's okay for me, but for Madam, I won't agree .”

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yunyan took Chu Jingrong with one hand and the horse with the other, without giving Yang Yuer a spare look, and passed by directly.

Yang Yuer stomped her feet angrily. As the prefect's daughter, she has been pampered and pampered since she was a child.

"You wait, I won't let it go."

Hearing this, Chu Jingrong's back froze for a moment, but he didn't look back.

He wanted to let her go, but the last sentence made Chu Jingrong change his mind.

Yang Kaikai, the magistrate of the state and county, right?When he returns to Beijing, he will be relegated to the border to become a small county magistrate, to see if Yang Yuer still has the confidence to snatch his Erlang.

Chu Jingrong was so angry that he didn't show any good looks along the way.

When they came to the guest room of the inn, there was a waiter bringing in seasonal fruits. Xiao Yunyan sat at the table and peeled lychees for Chu Jingrong to eat.

Glancing at the white, tender and juicy lychee flesh that was delivered to his mouth, Chu Jingrong ignored it, and sneered, "I'm getting old and my teeth are bad, so I don't want to eat it."

Xiao Yunyan was taken aback, put the lychee back into the fruit plate, suddenly felt a little tricky.

His Jiaojiao is very careful, how long will the girl remember the two or three words she said just now?

Tentatively pulling Chu Jingrong's hand, and rubbing it gently in the palm of his hand, Xiao Yunyan racked his brains to say good things: "Jing Rong is beautiful, no one can compare to it."

"Forget it, old and fading, not as good as before."

"..."

Xiao Yunyan didn't give up, and continued to praise in another way: "Jing Rong dances beautifully, I think..."

However, before he finished speaking, Chu Jingrong withdrew his hand with a cold face, and said in disapproval, "I'm getting old and my legs and feet are not good, so I won't dance in the future."

"..."

Since it doesn't make sense, let's do it instead.

Xiao Yunyan stepped forward in two or three steps, picked him up and put him on the soft couch, Chu Jingrong refused, shrank his body and hid in the corner, turned his head away from him, and said awkwardly: "I'm old, bed You still need to be restrained." Then he glanced down at his shriveled stomach, sighed lightly, and said dejectedly: "And the stomach is not up to date, and I can't give you a son and a half daughter to carry on the family line. It’s meaningless to do things, so let’s avoid them in the future.”

You say it's free?Xiao Yunyan became impatient.

Now that he knows the taste by eating marrow, how can he say that he can avoid it?

This person's light words, the happiness of the rest of his life, snapped, gone!

Anything can pamper him, but this is not enough, Xiao Yunyan put on a straight face, stretched out his hand suddenly, caught Chu Jingrong's slender ankle with his tiger's mouth, pulled him to him with all his strength, and then fell down under him.

"What's this for? You didn't understand what I said just now, did you? It's all said that I'm old... um."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yunyan blocked his mouth with his lips and tongue. Chu Jingrong wanted to struggle, but Xiao Yunyan gently rubbed the burn on the back of his neck twice with his fingertips, and he lost his strength.

When the eyes of the kissed person became watery, and the straight waist softened, he could no longer say any unwelcome words, and could only whine and call Erlang, Xiao Yunyan couldn't help it, and went through the ruthless words again and again. love him.

Since then, although Chu Jingrong didn't mention the issue of age in front of Xiao Yunyan again, there was a grudge in his heart.

What Chu Jingrong never bothered to do before, secretly did it without telling Xiao Yunyan.

Send Qingwu to the Rouge Building to buy the latest type of ointment, enter the palace to discuss the secrets of beauty with Chu Xiner, and study the prescriptions for maintenance...

Xiao Yunyan didn't know anything about this, but was just surprised that as time went by, his wife's already fat-like skin seemed to become smoother and tenderer, and when she pressed down with her fingers, there was a red mark.

Until the end of the year, Chu Jingrong's eyes never showed a single fine line, and time did not leave the slightest trace on him. Instead, it was like that mellow fine wine, which became more and more fragrant as it brewed. Xiao Yunyan was the one who tasted the wine , tasted the wonderful taste of each stage...