Crown Jewels

Chapter 249

"you……"

Song Leyi was silent, pursed her pink lips, and finally met Qi Yuan's gaze.

"You said, you said it won't affect my duty in the palace, after that day..."

"In the future, if you and I get married in the future, what should we do with our children?
The almond eyes opened round under the moonlight, and the long eyelashes trembled and flashed a little flustered, but Song Leyi still had the backbone to ask.

Didn't it mean that it would not affect her on duty in the palace? Then, what should the children do when they get married in the future?
Qi Yuan was stunned for a moment, and his peach blossom pupils magnified for a moment. He never thought that Song Leyi's reaction would be like this when he was anxious and entangled?Suddenly I couldn't laugh or cry.

After a long while, he coughed solemnly, Qi Yuan put away his hand against his fist, nodded and followed Song Leyi's words seriously.

"Well... that's a good question—"

"About this child—"

Qi Yuan's tone paused for a moment, and the peach-blossom pupils paused for a moment on Song Leyi's glistening almond eyes.

"Well... don't worry, there are many cases accumulated in Dali Temple in the past two years, and you have just been promoted to Shangyi in the palace, so it will take some time", we—"

The word "we" can be elongated by Qi Yuan, and when he speaks it in a protracted voice, coupled with those pink pupils, it inexplicably brings out a somewhat seductive meaning, every word uttered from the corner of his mouth is Step on her heart.

Song Leyi's pink lips parted slightly, her almond-shaped eyes met her pair of peach-blossom pupils, like a little beast being seduced into a trap, completely taken out of her soul by the person in front of her.

"Let's... take it easy."

"After two years, it's not too late to discuss this matter..."

The sound of the zither came from the center of the lake, and Song Leyi's heartstrings returned instantly. She stared at Qi Yuan and looked away uncomfortably, recalling Qi Yuan's words again in her mind.

What do you mean not in a hurry?Slow down first?
She said it as if she was in a hurry.

She... Isn't she, thinking about his age, getting up in a hurry and delaying her promotion in the palace?

The lamp was dim, and the warm orange light from the lamp made the little girl's skin fairer, and the lying silkworms under Xingren's eyes made her more tender. His eyes fell on the uncontrollably wrinkled Qiong's nose, and Qi Yuan raised his eyebrows. .

……

Red silk and colored forgings are hung everywhere, and the Qi Mansion in Yiningfang is full of joy among the lights and festoons.

The ninth day of June is a good day for marriage.

The tall and tall Wang Dianyu took off the Yanyue scimitar and put on festive clothes. Today is the day when his family's minister gets married.

He spent most of his days in the prison, and now his ferocious face was stretched behind his ears. Seeing Qian Cheng who came to congratulate him with a gift, he couldn't help but straighten his waist.

He said that these sour Confucian scholars are also quick-spoken, and what the truth is, they are not speaking with facts.

This is not... His family's temple minister married, but Shangyi, the fourth rank in the palace, is the sister of Zhenbeihou, who is very popular in the court today!

Although this is nearly ten years younger than my own temple minister, the good days between the two are still to come.

With a soft voice, Wang Dianyu walked up to Qian Cheng, and slowly arranged the festive robe on his body, and took the red silk flower from the servant's hand, preparing to be on duty for the next few days, and pinned the flower to the Yanyue machete On the way, ask Qi Yuan for two drinks.

The car curtain pinned with red satin swayed in the wind, causing the tassels on the golden crown to tremble slightly.

The sound of jingle ding ding rang in the ears, accompanied by the gongs and drums outside, which caused the people in Yiningfang to look forward to it, and wanted to look through the car curtain to see whether the stern and selfless Qi Siqing was married. What a fairy.

A cool breeze came, and the rings jingled, and the corner of the hijab was lifted, revealing the white and delicate jaw.

Song Leyi's eyelashes trembled, her almond eyes peeked through the car curtain, her eyes passed through the crowd, and fell on Qi Yuan who was riding a tall horse. It seemed that there was a tacit understanding. The happy sedan looked around.

……

There was a clamor of guests outside the hall, and as Xipa was lifted, Mammy Xi laughed kindly and teasingly.

With the hot gaze above her head, Song Leyi clutched the clothes on her body, her almond-shaped eyes slightly lifted, and slammed into the man's peach-blossom pupils.

The hair full of black hair is combed into a bun, and tied into the phoenix coronet, which outlines the plump and beautiful beauty tip on the forehead, which makes the young girl look a little more charming. Amidst her laughter, she withdrew the hotness in her eyes.

The guests outside the door were joking and clamoring and urging, Qi Yuan leaned over and rubbed her cheek with his fingertips for a moment.

"Wait for me—" a hoarse voice rang out.

In the night, the red candles swayed, and the boots crossed the threshold and dangled in the eyes of the guests for a moment. The guests who were disappointed and had not enjoyed themselves were willing to let him go. The corners of the drunk man's mouth slightly curled up, and he pushed open the door decorated with red brocade. , bursts of coolness came head-on.

Song Leyi, who was sitting on the edge, pursed her lips. She had already removed the heavy phoenix crown and xiapei, and the long silk flowed like a waterfall. There was the sound of water flowing in her ears, and she twisted the embroidered handkerchief tightly with her fingertips.

With the sound of footsteps, the brocade quilt beside her was dented, and the temperature inside the room, which was lowered by the ice basin, suddenly boiled hot again, her pink lips were moist, Qi Yuan's eyes fell on it, and her Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

"Mu...Brother Mu Yuan."

A soft voice sounded, Qi Yuan's eyes darkened for a moment, and he hummed softly.

After a while, he stroked Song Leyi's dark hair with his fingertips, and his peach blossom pupils burst into a smile.

"Our music instrument...is so beautiful!"

Meeting Qi Yuan's gaze, Song Leyi's eyelashes trembled, and her fair neck was uncontrollably stained with a thin blush, but even though she was a little shy, she couldn't bear to look away, her almond eyes opened wide, and she also felt that Qi Yuan was too handsome today.

Qi Yuan, as the Minister of Dali Temple, has dealt with criminal and prison cases and lawsuits on a daily basis, which just matches his upright personality. In addition, he usually wears dark official robes, which makes him appear calm and calm, but few people pay attention to that. Twin sparkling peach blossom eyes.

And today's wedding day, Qi Yuan, who was dressed in a wedding gown, softened his complexion a little, and magnified the twinkle of those peach blossom eyes, which was enough to confuse people.

The words of praise were sincere, Song Leyi's almond-shaped eyes curved beautifully, and her pink lips also curled up.

Qi Yuan's heart shrank fiercely, and the scorching breath approached. Song Leyi closed her eyes and felt the slight heat from her lips coming from her eyelids, accompanied by her clear and shallow breathing, overflowing with silent tenderness.

The moment he felt the skin under his lips, Qi Yuan only felt that his whole heart was filled instantly, and there was never a moment that could make him feel satisfied at this moment.The liking he had never experienced before made him truly feel that liking someone is not just simply setting up a Heshun family house with her...

"Mu...Brother Yuan."

Qi Yuan held her restless hand, glanced at the darkness outside in the middle of the night, moved his lips to her ear, sprayed hot breath, and let out a man's slightly hoarse voice.

"Go to sleep—"

The shadows of the extra candles flickered slightly, leaving only the red candle with the thickness of a child's arm in the center of the table.The sight in front of her eyes was already immersed in the darkness, the warmth of her lips moved along her forehead, across Qiong's nose, and finally landed on her pink lips, rolling gently, her scorching breaths gradually intertwined, Song Leyi was also infected by that heat, and sank following that rhythm.

In a moment of forgetfulness, the cool air on the thin shirt slightly opened was quickly squeezed by the hot body, Song Leyi's body shrank for a moment, her pink neck shy.

The night is dark and the moon is bright.

While the green leaves were whirling, there were bursts of cicadas singing outside the window, covering up the muffled humming of the man in the wing room.

The dancing lights of the red candle exploded, Song Leyi suddenly opened his eyes, and the moment he met the peach blossom pupils above his head, his almond eyes were filled with daze, and his husky voice was hoarse.

The night covered the annoyance in the man's eyes, and no one noticed.

The body temperature was hot, and the air was a little congested. Song Leyi stretched out her hand and pushed, and the delicate and soft brother Mu Yuan yelled halfway, his voice turned into a soft exclamation, and he had already changed his position in a whirl.

The sudden change made Song Leyi a little uncomfortable. In the night, the mist in Xingren's eyes was shining brightly. Her white arms were propped on the man's hard chest. She was caressing at a loss. The eyes were covered, and the pink lips were invaded again.

This time, the movements were no longer gentle, but violent and hasty between ups and downs, as if under the cover of night, they completely released the irrepressible animal nature hidden in the blood...

　It's a 2500-word fat stamp
　　It should be... pretty standard.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)