When you grow up, mother can't control you anymore.
Gu Jingyang had already turned around, intending to go out, but when he heard these words, his figure froze for a while, and then turned around, his eyes fell on her face deeply.
Xie Hualang was not afraid either, he frowned slightly, and sighed long and short in his mouth: "There is a way that children do not dislike their mother's ugliness Oh! What are you doing?!"
Before her play was over, Gu Jingyang strode back, hooked her belt, and carried her onto the kang with ease.
Xie Hualang was taken aback, subconsciously exclaimed, and before he could say anything else, he was slapped firmly on his little butt, which was painful and numb for a while.
She was ashamed and angry, and said anxiously: "What are you doing?!"
Gu Jingyang slapped him again, his eyes were deep, and he said: "I want you to have a good memory and know what to say and what not to say."
Seeing his expression, Xie Hualang knew that he was really a little angry, so he didn't pester him anymore, sat up holding his little butt, and said softly: "Jiulang, you hurt so much from the beating."
Gu Jingyang's eyes fell on her face lightly: "It's just a few slaps, but if you can make your memory grow, it will be a great merit."
Xie Hualang lowered his eyelashes, turned his gaze a few times, and finally reached out and hooked his belt, took him to his side, and whispered: "Jiulang, don't you like me saying that?"
Gu Jingyang said: "I don't like it."
Xie Hualang said "Oh", and then asked in a low voice: "Then Jiulang, do you like me calling you Emperor Father?"
Gu Jingyang said calmly: "I like it."
Xie Hualang didn't expect him to say this, and was taken aback: "Why?"
"There is no reason," Gu Jingyang looked calmly, thought for a while, and said slowly: "If we have to find a reason, it is probably that only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps."
Xie Hualang: ""
"Alas, bitter gourd essence, you have changed."
He is such an aboveboard rascal, what can Xie Hualang do, staring at him for a long time, thinking of the handsome Taoist priest with outstanding demeanor and cold demeanor back then, she could only sigh, shook her head and said: "You are already a ripe melon. "
Gu Jingyang: ""
Veins twitched on his forehead, and he said, "Do you want to watch the fireworks again?"
"Look, let's go now." Xie Hualang finally rubbed his sore buttocks, put his hand on the heating kang, and went to the front hall together.
The Taiji Hall is located on a high place, with a very wide line of sight. When people go to the gate tower of the front hall, they can look down on most of Chang'an.
It's the Spring Festival, and the lights of thousands of families in Chang'an City illuminate the night of this day. Looking from a distance, it is the prosperity of the world and the infinite fireworks.
The fireworks that suddenly lifted into the sky were flying upwards, sending out bursts of short and eager clear sounds, and when they rose into the night sky, they turned into thousands of flowers in a crisp sound, scattered in all directions, colorful, gorgeous and gorgeous like a field Dreamland, prosperity and grace.
Xie Hualang was a little tired of seeing this kind of scene in the past few years. For some reason, today, when his lover was by his side and looked up together, he felt a little different.
From now on, they are a family.
He is her husband and she is his wife, supporting each other and spending this life together.
If it was another woman, she might feel a little nervous at the moment, and more or less melancholy about the future, but Xie Hualang would not.
She understands her husband's intentions, and also understands his pity, because she thinks just like him.
In the night, Xie Hualang's eyes were particularly bright. Gu Jingyang felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by her, and asked from the side: "What's the matter, Zhizhi?"
"It's nothing, I am." Xie Hualang hesitated a little, the night wind blew her hair, she put her hands back behind her ears, just looked up at him, and said with a smile: "I just thought of a poem, and I really want to say it now Listen to Kuro."
Her expression is affectionate, vaguely affectionate: "The heart is in love, but is it not true? Hidden in the center, when will I forget it!"
This sentence originally came from the "Book of Songs", which describes the girl's confession to her lover: I am so envious of you in my heart, but I don't know how to say it. Such a deep affection is so buried in my heart, and I will never forget it.
Gu Jingyang was slightly startled when he heard that, but his eyes were clear. The night wind was cold, and her cheeks were a little red from the cold, but when he saw it, he felt that she was more lovely than before.
Gu Jingyang smiled suddenly, with an outstanding demeanor and a noble demeanor, he supported her waist, lowered his head to hold her lips, and gently sucked her uvula.
At this moment, it seems that only the two of them are in this world, and the eaves tiles of the palace not far away are still covered withIf you are determined but powerless, if it is said that you alone can put Shujia County Lord to death, I don't believe it. "
Liu's emotions had already calmed down, her face was calm, and she said: "It is true that the maid and concubine did it alone, and has nothing to do with others. If the empress wants to punish, the maid and concubine are willing to bear it."
Xie Hualang looked at her quietly for a while, with all kinds of emotions in his heart, and he didn't know what to say.
Finally, she sighed softly, and ordered: "I will order someone to investigate what you said. You also remember that from now on, you will rot in your stomach, otherwise, it will be bad for you and Erlang. Back off .¡±
Liu Shi kowtowed to her again, stood up, and quietly retreated out
It is the first month of the month now, but the weather is still cold. When the wind blows, it seems that it can easily penetrate several layers of clothes and blow to the bones.
In such a cold weather, Xie Hualang still put on his cloak and went out.
The peony parrot that Gu Jingyang gave her earlier has become Xie Lang's possession, probably because of getting along with him a lot. After seeing him, he is much more affectionate than seeing Xie Hualang.
At the beginning, Xie Hualang was still a little upset, but after a while, he thought about it: what's so great about a parrot, she has a husband.
In the past, every time she met the third brother, she felt relaxed from the bottom of her heart, but after listening to what Yunniang and Liu Shi said, she felt that she had taken it for granted and didn't understand him too much.
Although the weather was cold, Xie Lang was still crooked at his usual place at this time. When he saw Xie Hualang, he didn't even get up. He just glanced at him and said, "Here we are."
He has a bright, browlike look, but his expression is too casual, which is always easy to be ignored.
Xie Hualang did not take a seat beside him, looked down at his toes, hesitated for a while, then raised his head, looked at him quietly, and said: "I have met Mrs. Liu today."
Xie Lang was neither surprised nor flustered, but just gave a faint "Oh" and asked, "And then?"
Seeing him like this, Xie Hualang suddenly became annoyed, pushed his shoulder, and said, "Stand up and talk to me."
Xie Lang leaned forward, took a closer look at her expression, and finally straightened up slowly like a patient who has been paralyzed for many years.
Xie Hualang said with a straight face: "I told you to stand up and talk, not to tell you to sit up and talk to me."
Xie Lang narrowed his eyes, stared at her for a while, then suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand to pinch her frozen red cheeks, and said, "Silly Zhizhi." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com com