The emperor took the cub of the nemesis Regent

Duan Xichi walked over a few steps, grabbed Ji Xuemian's waist, hugged him in his arms, and coaxed him softly: "Why, are you angry? How did I offend you again?"

It was noon, when the sun was the hottest, the scorching sun was scorching heat waves, and the ground seemed to be floating with layers of rippling water waves.

Ji Xuemian was afraid of the heat and was in a dry mood, so he said coldly, "Regent, let me go."

When Duan Qichi heard this title, he felt bad, and his long and narrow eyes smiled again, deliberately provoking him and making him happy: "Who is the regent? Why don't I know your husband?"

Ji Xuemian was furious, with a pair of sharp phoenix eyes hiding anger, and asked him directly: "Why didn't you tell me about the "Tianzihui"? And... tell others whether you can do it or not!"

Duan Qichi chuckled, admitted it directly without refuting it, begging for mercy shamelessly: "I was wrong."

Although Ji Xuemian was in a fit of anger, he was coaxed by his gentle words, but there was nothing he could do, so he bit his lower lip and did not speak.

Ji Xuemian's attitude relaxed a little, the man bowed his head and kissed him, not at all reserved, but took his breath completely in just a moment.

After kissing for a long time, until Ji Xuemian's eyes were filled with tears, he pushed him away unbearably, panting, and was hugged by him again for a while, whispering deceptive words in his ear, with a little smile on his face , unrelenting.

"Do not be mad……"

"I'm really worried..."

"You forgive me, baby."

Ji Xuemian was extremely hot, and was pressed hard by his apology, so he could only relax his temper and sighed, "Okay, don't be angry. You, you don't call me that in the palace."

Duan Qichi knew that he was not angry anymore, so he smiled more heartily, Junyi's eyebrows were full of longing, and his voice became lower and lower: "You have been staying in Ji's mansion for the past few days, and I can't see you. Miss you."

Sometimes Ji Xuemian really can't stand him being so greasy and crooked, so she simply kisses him to tell him to shut up.

Duan Qichi laughed muffledly, enjoying the annoyed kiss from the man in his arms, and the hands holding his waist tightened even more.

After the kiss, Ji Shoufu, who was usually cold, shook his sleeves, folded his hands, and stepped back half a step, "Are you free tonight?"

Duan Qichi smiled without a bottom line, "If you are not free, you are free."

Ji Xuemian nodded, then blushed a little for no reason, coughed dryly, covered his lower lip, and said slowly, "Go to the meeting place of the "Son of Heaven", if you catch evidence of their house arrest Xuanwo, immediately destroy it."

Duan Qichi agreed, deliberately annoyed him: "Baby and I want to go together."

Ji Xuemian glared at him, "You call again?"

Duan Qichi laughed twice, held his hand, and led him to sit on the bench by the water lily pond, "Look at what I planted, does it look good?"

Ji Xuemian had no choice but to look over, the pond full of lotus flowers was basking in the summer sun, but they were still tall and straight, glowing and in full bloom.

The scorching hot wind blowing over the pool water became a bit cooler.

"Not bad, very elegant." Ji Xuemian added, patted his arm, "It also attracts mosquitoes."

"Yes." Duan Qichi pinched his cheek, "Mosquitoes are all flying to his face."

Ji Xuemian slapped his hands off, "You have them too."

There is a small boat in the middle of the lotus pond, which is rickety and elegant.

Duan Xichi led him to sit on the boat, the lotus pond was very big, Duan Qichi swung his oars, slowly, raised his eyes to look at him, with a half smile, "Xue Mian, I saw someone today. "

Ji Xuemian hid under the awning of the boat, unbuttoning a little of her skirt, revealing a thin and slender collarbone.

He was lying on his back with his ears stuck, and when he heard the words, he glanced over lazily, "Who is it?"

Duan Qichi suddenly felt, when did this summer become so hot?

I don't know if it's his illusion, but ever since he came back from Mobei, Ji Xuemian has become special...

Especially nice.

The underripe, citrus-sour kind is nice.

Unaware of it, Ji Xuemian stepped on his knee with bare feet, urging him, "Say?"

Duan Qichi almost closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and continued, "Shen Jing's wife has entered the palace with a child in her arms. She came to beg me to meet Shen Jing."

Ji Xuemian frowned slightly, stretched out her hand to block the sun, half-closed her eyes, her long eyelashes drooped, a little puzzled, "When was she born? I've never heard of it."

Duan Qichi rowed the boat absently, "It wasn't born by her."

At this moment, for him, rowing turned into a kind of torture.

Seeing his gruff appearance, Ji Xuemian felt a little angry again, and stepped on his knee with the other foot, "Who gave birth to that?"

Duan Qichi sighed heavily, let go of his hands, put down the oars, he quit, why is the boat rowing so hard?It doesn't matter if you don't plan.

Ji Xuemian's appearance was messing with his mentality, and he didn't even understand it, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

Duan Qichi clasped his ankles with one palm, raised his waist with the other hand, and pulled him into his lap irresistibly.

Ji Xuemian knew what he was thinking in an instant, and blushed instantly, "This is... outside!"

Duan Qichi took a bite of his earlobe and ignored other things: "Then try outside."

Ji Xuemian was startled by the heat in his place, and pushed him stammeringly: "Tonight... I have to go at night..."

"Go to the "Tianzihui" and destroy the stronghold, I haven't forgotten." Duan Qichi rubbed his temples and coaxed him in a low voice, "I miss you, do you want to pamper me?"

Ji Xuemian closed her eyes, and her face began to steam: "Then hurry up... hurry up."

After a long while, the boat finally stopped shaking, Ji Xuemian's cold voice became hoarse, and she leaned on his shoulder without any strength, "You lied to me again."

"Who told you to be so good, you won't beat me up and tell me to get out?" Duan Qichi kissed him uncontrollably, his eyebrows and eyes were full of emotion.

There were tears in Ji Xuemian's eyes when he kissed him, since he came to Xuanqing Palace, his eyes have always been like this, very moist|moist.

Ji Xuemian did as he wished: "Get out."

Duan Xichi smiled rascally: "It's too late, I've already wiped you out of you."

Ji Xuemian was speechless, "You never said who the child belonged to."

Duan Qichi seemed to have just remembered this, "Shen Jing's distant relatives. They are very good-looking, unlike their Shen family."

Ji Xuemian couldn't help but think of Ji Xunying, Ji Xunying's Bai Jiner did have some credit for Duan Qichi.

Seeing Ji Xuemian lost in thought, Duan Qichi did not disturb him, but looked at him tenderly, with smiles in his eyes.

When he thought of the snow-white face of the little cub in Kong Yue's arms, he thought of Ji Xuemian when he was a child, who was also equally cute, and he flirted straight into his heart without giving in.

Ji Xuemian narrowed her eyes, saw him smiling maliciously, and asked angrily, "What are you thinking?"

Duan Qichi said bluntly: "I was thinking, you are so cute."

Ji Xuemian blushed, unable to take it anymore.

He is such a big brother, so people keep calling him "baby" and "cute", I really can't stand it.

"go out……"

With a blushing face, he was carried off the boat by Duan Qichi, and walked barefoot all the way back to the Xuanqing Palace bedroom.

Ji Xuemian was put on the couch by him, Duan Qichi leaned down, and kissed his forehead tenderly, "I'll be back later."

He turned around and went out to the yard. Through the thin window, Ji Xuemian took a look at him from a distance, and seeing him take off all his clothes, his heart suddenly began to throb.

Duan Qichi went to take a shower, stood by the well, poured spoonfuls of cold water on his body, washed away the sweat, the water flowed down his firm and straight back, his narrow waist muscles were clearly defined, along his legs, the water flowed piece by piece Hit the ground.

Duan Qichi seemed to feel two gazes looking over him, with some stares, so he turned around generously, caught Ji Xuemian's panicked eyes as expected, and couldn't help laughing.

Ji Xuemian didn't want to pay attention to his still mental state, so he closed his eyes, his neck was dyed crimson.

He sat on the edge of the couch with his head down and rested. He was hot and tired, much more uncomfortable than Duan Qichi, but he couldn't take a shower, which was even more annoying.

Not long after, the well-dressed Duan Qichi came into the room with a basin of warm water, without saying a word, he lifted his legs with ease.

Ji Xuemian instinctively wanted to hide.

"Don't move."

Ji Xuemian blushed and closed her eyes, telling him to clean up the mess.

By the time the two of them left the gate of Xuanqing Palace and went outside the palace, it was getting dusk, the lights were just coming on, and night was falling.

Duan Qichi waved the gold-painted folding fan, took Ji Xuemian's hand, and turned into a clothes shop.

Clothes shops are all biased toward gorgeous dresses, all kinds, regardless of gender, elegant and generous.

Duan Qichi bypassed these serious people, picked up a bold red shirt, and looked around.

Standing beside him, Ji Xuemian suddenly felt awkward, and asked him puzzled, "What is this for?"

Unexpectedly, Duan Qichi actually asked him: "Do you think this king will look good in this dress?"

Ji Xuemian choked on him, unbelievable, when did Duan Qichi have such a habit?

Duan Qichi knew that he had misunderstood, smiled and hugged him, and dismissed, "Did you forget the membership criteria of the "Son of Heaven Association"? We have to disguise ourselves."

After a pause, Duan Qichi said with a good temper: "I know you definitely don't accept wearing messy clothes, so let me do it."

Hearing this, Ji Xuemian couldn't laugh or cry, patted his head, and said helplessly, "Is there a woman as tall as you?"

A certain regent lowered his head obediently, coaxing him softly: "Then what should we do?"

Ji Xuemian knew that he was suffocating, and he was waiting for himself to be baited, so he could only take the clothes and compromise: "I will wear them."

Duan Qichi was softened by his expression, lowered his head and kissed his fingers, his lips lightly pressed against his knuckles, rubbing together, "Xue Mian, don't be so nice to me."

Ji Xuemian was a little amused, "What? Okay? I don't think so."

Duan Qichi just stared at him without saying a word, his eyes were full of obsessive attachment.

Ji Xuemian shook his head, and went into the compartment. He was not very good at wearing this kind of clothes, and it took him a long time to put them on. When he stood in front of Duan Qichi, Duan Qichi was stunned.

The owner of the shop was free at this time, and ran over clapping his hands, smiling broadly: "This young man is really good-looking, your husband-in-law is really lucky to marry a husband like you!"

But Duan Qichi said something by accident: "I haven't gotten married yet."

As he spoke, he gently took off the hairpin on Ji Xuemian's head, and his black hair fell down like flowing water. He looked more like a good-looking and carefree nobleman, dressed in red, as if he was about to pay homage just as pretty.

Ji Xuemian was white, and red was a bit eye-catching, he was worried, "Wouldn't it be too eye-catching?"

"It's very eye-catching." Duan Qichi nodded, but threw away the money casually, determined to buy it.

The shop owner took it up, and added with a smile: "Who doesn't want their wife to look good? It's also a face to take it out. Besides, your husband is also good-looking?"

"No." Duan Qichi smiled instead, with a strong possessive desire between his brows and eyes, "I will never forgive anyone who dares to look at him tonight."