When Xie Hualang heard this for the first time, he was startled for a moment, then he came back to his senses, his cheeks couldn't help burning up, and he spat at him with anger, and was about to say something, when someone outside asked respectfully:
"It's getting late, should His Majesty go back to the palace for dinner, or stay in Xie's mansion?"
It's Heng Jia.
A person jumped out to interrupt, Xie Hualang couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, his little hand landed on Langjun's chest, and with a little force, he pushed the person out.
But Gu Jingyang did not let go, bowed his head to enclose her cherry lips, and invaded again.
No one in the room answered, Heng Jia couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, paused, and called out again ignorantly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"
"I heard you, you are so nonchalant!"
Gu Jingyang was a little annoyed, got up halfway, and said through the door: "The palace is short, you can't eat and use, it's still early, so come to ask!"
Xie Hualang broke free from under him, seeing him in such a state, couldn't help giggling, stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, and coaxed with a low smile: "Your Majesty, don't be annoyed, the internal guard doesn't know that he is at a critical moment just now"
When she heard these words, she felt a little gloating, and she giggled halfway through.
Isn't it too late?
It's getting dark.
Heng Jia slandered in her heart, but dared not speak out.
The emperor was indifferent by nature, and his emotions and anger were rarely so obvious. After he was scolded, he knew that he had messed up the matter just now. Hearing the empress's laughter, he hurriedly apologized and said, "It's all slaves' fault, don't you see?" Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Because of his disturbance just now, the little goblin was so complacent that he was lying on the floor, laughing so hard that he could hardly sit up.
The more Gu Jingyang saw it, the more annoyed he became, he couldn't bear to scold her, and couldn't bear to beat her even more. There was really nothing he could do with her, so he grabbed her little hand and sent her to that place, and said anxiously: "Zhizhi, come and help Langjun."
It's not the first time Xie Hualang has done this, and he has already teased people enough, so he didn't shirk any more. He dexterously reached in with his little hand, snuggled into his arms, and fondled him gently.
Gu Jingyang's breathing has long been completely chaotic, and under the emotion, Junxiu's face can't help but flush a little, and his eyes are vaguely blurred.
Xie Hualang even had an illusion that at this moment, this man was completely in her hands.
This thought made her feel some secret, unspeakable joy, and it also made her feel that the two of them were very close and there was no barrier between them.
Xie Hualang blushed slightly, stared at him quietly for a while, and suddenly had a somewhat absurd idea.
Because of this thought, even the movements of his hands were a little slow.
However, Gu Jingyang thought that the little goblin was going to run away after teasing her. He pressed her hand, breathing quickly, and coaxed a little impatiently: "Zhizhi, don't make trouble with your husband"
It was indeed getting late, and it was in the transitional time between evening and evening. There was no lamp in the inner room, and the light was already dim. Coupled with the gauze curtain in front of the bed, the place they were in became even darker.
With Xie Hualang's free hand, he gently pushed on his chest, the movement was extremely soft, it didn't look like an excuse, but rather a shyness of wanting to welcome and yet rejecting.
She brushed her loose long hair back behind her ears, looked at him, and slowly lowered her head.
Gu Jingyang was stunned for a moment before realizing what she was going to do. The arm that wanted to stop her stretched halfway, but couldn't help but stopped, and only whispered weakly: "Zhizhi, you"
Xie Hualang used to be embarrassed to think about such a thing, but the person beside her was her own husband, and she didn't even have the slightest resistance in her heart. Her cherry lips leaned towards him, and she firmly pleased him for a while
It was getting dark, but the two people inside remained still.
Heng Jia had a vague idea in his heart, so he sent the servants around to stay away, and stood guard at the gate of the courtyard by himself, if His Majesty and Empress had orders, it would be too late to pass them on.
When the emperor arrived at Xie's house, whether he wanted to see Xie's family or not, and whether he planned to stay for dinner, were all big things.
Lu Shi sent someone to ask Heng Jia earlier, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement. It was already time for dinner, but the emperor kept silent. Could it be that the Xie family can use it first?
She couldn't help frowning, exchanged a glance with Xie Yan, and sent someone to check again.
Heng Jia was guarding the courtyard, staring at the window without blinking, and was guessing again and again, when he heard a cough coming from inside, it was not His Majesty, but Empress Empress.
His heart trembled, and he hurried to the door, and then he heard Gu Jingyang say: "Heng Jia, bring tea."
Xie Hualang's clothes are still a little messy, listening to what he said,??At the time of power transition between the old and new generations of the Xie family, it is inevitable to be busy, and it is late to return home recently.
People outside the main courtyard of Shujia County caught a glimpse of someone coming back with a lantern, they thought it was Xie Yun, and rushed to meet them, but they were surprised when they saw Gu Jingyang.
After hurriedly saluting, the leading servant woman said again: "Unfortunately, Your Majesty, it's too late, and the county lord has already rested"
When she was talking, she subconsciously pointed to Neiyuan, glanced at it, but was stunned, and said strangely: "Hey, why did you sleep late tonight?"
"I have an appointment with Shujia, and I will come to talk later," Gu Jingyang smiled lightly, and ordered: "Back off."
The servant woman suddenly realized, she quickly stepped out of the way and invited him in.
Another person entered the room and lifted the heavy fur curtain to go in, and saw the county magistrate Shujia wearing a homely dress without any beads, leaning on the stove with a relaxed attitude, looking down at an unknown old book, It's really like waiting for someone.
The servant woman who passed on was surprised, and said: "Master, Your Majesty is here."
"Understood." County Lord Shujia responded, but did not get up, just closed the book in his hand, raised his head and said: "Tell him to come in."
When the emperor arrived in person, even if the county magistrate Shujia didn't go to greet her in person, she should get up and wait.
Seeing this, the maid thought she had heard it wrong, and hurriedly repeated: "Master, it is Your Majesty who is here."
Sitting on the embroidered stool, the county magistrate of Shujia is actually much shorter than the servant woman standing outside the door, but just raising her eyes lightly, she has a kind of majesty of being on top of ten thousand people and being admired by billions of people. with boldness.
"I can hear you very clearly." She smiled slightly and said, "Call him in." (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com