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We are a couple walking side by side, not someone's vassal.
This sentence is the first time that Fulong An grows up, and it is the first time that he utters it seriously, and it is an explanation with a sense of love.
Fortunately, all the palace people were dismissed, and the princess's personal maid did not follow, otherwise, there would be eyeballs all over the place!
Regardless of He Jia's reaction, just looking at Fu Long'an's smiling face, it can be seen that he turned the tide and saved a crisis where his wife ran away.
Yong Cong was paralyzed enough, he propped himself up with difficulty, leaned against the wall, and clicked his tongue, "Lingjia, we all misunderstood How can this person be honest? He can speak well and has many eyes. Why do you treat Fourth Sister like that?" Talkative, one set of one set, easy to come by, I can't hit me with a stick"
"No way." Lingjia interrupted him suddenly, and said with a guilty conscience: "He is a person who looks the same."
Yong Cong immediately refused to accept it and was about to argue, but after receiving the wink from Lingjia Crazy, he was taken aback, looked up suspiciously, Fu Longan looked at him with a dark complexion, pulled the corners of his lips, and said with gritted teeth : "Prince Jingjun, so you are here."
Yong Cong: ""
Yong Cong felt that he could still be a dog, so he straightened up and looked behind Fu Longan carefully, "Where is Fourth Sister?"
"The princess has returned to the palace."
Seeing Yong Cong's rejoicing expression, Fu Long'an was both angry and amused. After being angry, when he thought of his cousin's "feat" of running thousands of miles, his heart was mostly moved and grateful.
He knew how tired Yong Cong was when he went to the ground. In this season, everything has not recovered, the climate is extremely cold, and the soil is frozen. It is a tiring job to prepare for farming.
The daily intensity is not much different from that of riding and shooting when I was a child, and my muscles are sore for sure.
He doesn't care about eavesdropping!
Fu Long'an looked down at Yong Cong's leg, and was a little worried, which is rare, and said solemnly: "It's time to go back to the South Third Institute, I will help you. I also have some massage methods to relieve the pain, which is very effective"
Lingjia's eyes lit up, and she wished she could immediately agree for Yong Cong. Yong Cong stood up straight, his legs softened, and he agreed with a grunt.
The maid sent by the Queen Mother to find someone smiled, and after paying her respects, she sent Ling Jia back to Shoukang Palace.
The sky was getting dark and the lights were brightly lit, making the shadows of the two cousins ??very long.
"Slow down, it hurts" The cry of pretending to be painful sounded.
"Thank you, cousin, today." There was a moment of silence in the air, and a solemn voice came faintly.
"Verbal thanks are not worth my hard work."
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"Is ten boxes of dim sum enough? The shop lets my cousin choose."
"You're on the right track!"
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Not long after Mrs. Zhongyong's wife Guerjia entered the palace, Concubine Chun called her daughter, half pleased, half joyful, to tell her the news.
"According to the wishes of Lord Long Live and the Empress, the fastest wedding date should be reserved after the draft, and I am reluctant to marry you off early." Concubine Chun touched He Jia's temples, because the excitement of getting what she wanted filled her heart, Therefore, he didn't notice He Jia's extremely complicated expression.
After a few days, Concubine Chun returned to her usual gentleness and calmness, and when she recalled it, she felt something was wrong.
Could it be that He Jia is not satisfied with this marriage?
Or does she have a sweetheart?
No matter which one it is, it will not work.
It was she who first proposed the candidate for the empress concubine, and she was sure that He Jia had no one in her heart. This
It was already time to fall asleep, Concubine Chun leaned on the bed, extremely worried, hesitated for a moment, but made up her mind, and softly ordered: "Go and see if the princess has gone to bed?"
Sitting in front of the vanity mirror, He Jia had her long black hair loose, her face was clear and beautiful, and the faint gloom between her brows melted away. With a smile on her face, she looked at herself for a long, long time, as if she was still floating in the clouds.
After Siyun learned the cause and effect, she was sincerely happy for her, held her black hair and combed it slowly, and said with a smile, "Princess, can you rest assured now?"
After a long time, He Jia responded softly, and his cheeks were rosy.
There was a low sound of notification from outside, that Concubine Chun had arrived. She hastily put on a big fashion, without combing her hair. When she saw He Jia, she softened her voice: "It's so late, why don't you go to bed?"
He Jia was surprised for a moment, knowing that Er Niang had something to ask her, got up, and said with a smile: "Just wait for Er Niang to sleep together"
After a while, only the moonlight shines through the window,? Realized.
After thinking about it, he has never wasted his time and has done many great things, such as such as
Yong Cong murmured the actions of the thinker, but was cut off.
"For example, every time I die, I can be caught, such as the lingering shadow - the feather duster, such as the lecherous character that stands tall, such as the textbook-like elementary school chicken chasing his wife." The prince moved a small bench, With a slight smile, he hit the nail on the head and poked at Yong Cong's pain point.
Yong Cong: ""
Yong Cong was so angry that everyone trembled, he jumped up and said, "You're just like a chicken chasing a wife!"
When he kicked his thigh, the soreness immediately swept through his brain, and he almost went to heaven on the spot.
The prince suppressed a smile, "Okay, okay, I won't bother you anymore. I did something bad yesterday and got tired, and I let you rest, so we're even."
"Equal?" Yong Cong immediately refused, and argued vigorously, "How could I have done anything bad?! If it wasn't for me, Fu Long'an would have been single"
He stopped talking just in time, wishing he could bite his tongue.
Stared at by Yong Cong's faint eyes, the prince suddenly realized, "So our Yong Cong has gone to be a matchmaker."
He knew about the matter between Fu Long'an and Princess Hejia, and after framing the words, he gently touched Yong Cong's head, said cheers, and prepared to leave.
Yong Cong: ""
Come on, you're big!
After drinking the hot water he was holding, Yong Cong shook his hand, and the water glass rolled under the chair.
He was so angry that when he bent down to pick up the water glass, he looked like a pair of familiar bootsthe patterns on the toes were so familiar.
After a brief moment of stupefaction, Yong Cong suddenly came alive and grabbed the prince's clothes, "Brother, don't go! I have a very serious question for you."
The prince bent down again, and sat down on the bench slowly. Yong Cong smiled and told himself not to be angry.
"How many times have you and Huang Ama sued me for being black?" Yong Cong asked with a smile.
The prince was taken aback for a moment, why did he suddenly change the subject?
Yong Cong quietly glanced behind him again, evoking a triumphant smile.
"Why would you complain? I always praise you." The prince smiled like a spring breeze, and raised his voice to ask Lin Bao to bring water, "Good boy, your leg hurts, drink more hot water, and you will recover sooner."
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