Concubine God

Chapter 35

In the gazebo of the imperial garden, Murong Zijing wore a clear and plain white tube top dress, covered with a light green transparent gauze dress, sitting bored on the white jade table, her two slender legs hidden under the floor-length skirt Shaking and shaking, you can vaguely see her little feet wearing pink embroidered high-man shoes.

Stretching out two small hands to catch the continuous drizzle outside the pavilion, feeling the cool raindrops, the little bit of coolness made Murong Zijing shrink her hands, but she felt comfortable and giggled.

"Hee hee, it's raining, I like rainy days the most." Smiling happily, Shui Ling's big eyes narrowed, looking at the light rain in the sky, she couldn't help chanting: "The light rain on Tianjie Street is as moist as crisp, and the grass looks like it's not as good as it looks up close. .The most important thing is the spring of the year, the stunning smoke and willows are all over the imperial capital."

Who knows, as soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of "pop" applause in my ears, and I turned my head to see that Long Aoyun and Long Aotian had stood behind me at some point, with a thin layer of clapping on their bodies. Yuwu couldn't hide their admiration and surprise, and Long Aoyun looked at her with a touch of tenderness.

"Hehe, Doll is so elegant. I just saw your talent at the banquet the day before yesterday, and you are still amazing today." Long Aotian clapped his hands and smiled.

"Brother Aotian! Hehe, Brother Yun is also here." He jumped off the table neatly and ran to Long Aotian and Long Aoyun's side, Murong Zijing coquettishly grabbed Long Aotian's big hand and shook it.

"Baby, you are still so elegant and fresh today." Seeing Murong Zijing's cool and pleasant attire a little fascinated, Long Aoyun didn't care at all about Murong Zijing's familiarity, on the contrary, he was a little secretly happy, and even loved her Rubbing her little head subconsciously.

At the imperial garden banquet the day before yesterday, although the two of them did not talk much, however, her noble and elegant attire, peerless figure, decent and generous conversation, brilliant rhetoric, and the inadvertent expression between her eyebrows that made him love the most. The playfulness and cuteness revealed made him even more infatuated with her.

But, why, she is his sister-in-law...

"Brother Yun, are you uncomfortable? Why is your face so ugly?" Suddenly, the little man beside him tugged on his sleeve, pulling Long Aoyun back from his thoughts. Seeing her purely worried eyes, he suddenly felt It was so nasty, just now there was an idea to snatch her away from Aoxuan.

Clenching his fist tightly, Long Aoyun forced himself to stop thinking about Murong Zijing, forced a stiff smile, and gently comforted her: "It's okay, maybe it's raining a little, and I feel a little cold .”

"Then it will be bad if you catch the wind and cold, Brother Yun, you should go back and rest quickly." Frowning Liu Mei, Murong Zijing's big bright eyes were filled with sincere concern, she turned her head to look at Long Aotian, she was serious Instructed: "Brother Aotian, hurry up and send Brother Yun back to rest, if he catches a cold, I will only ask you!"

"Okay, I'll send him back now." Patting Murong Zijing's shoulder heartily, Long Aotian grabbed Long Aoyun's strong arm, and said with no refusal: "Go, I'll send you out of the palace to rest !"

"Emperor Brother!" Ao Yun struggled, apparently still reluctant to leave.Damn it, this Long Aotian, why didn't he find out that he has a brute force before?
"Okay, Brother Yun, you can go back and rest with peace of mind. I will visit you when I have time." Only when he was a little girl-obsessed like her own brother, Murong Zijing smiled sweetly at him, and Like comforting my brother.

"But..." He actually had nothing to do, damn it, what a bad excuse he made up.Long Aoyun frowned in annoyance.

"What else is it? Your brows are wrinkled, and you feel uncomfortable, aren't you? Why don't you hurry up and go to rest! By the way, do you want to send the imperial doctor to see?" Murong Zijing had only one problem, and she was protecting her shortcomings.As long as she is regarded as her own family, she will pay the utmost care, and will never allow others to bully at will!So, seeing Long Aoyun sick now, she was really nervous.

"Uh...no need, it's actually just a little cold, you don't have to worry so much, I'm going back home with the emperor to rest." His nose was a little sore, but his heart felt a little warm, Long Aoyun looked at it deeply Murong Zijing glanced, since she cared so much, what does it matter if it really made him sick?

"Then let's go." Seeing that he agreed, Long Aotian grabbed him and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Murong Zijing again——

"Wait a minute, Brother Tian, ​​you and Brother Yun got wet because you were too careless, and Brother Yun also caught the wind and cold. Don't be negligent because you think you are a strong man. Here, take the umbrella and use it, don't Wet again." Saying that, Murong Zijing turned around and picked up a lavender oil umbrella standing beside the stone table and handed it to the two of them.

"But, won't you get wet in the rain later?" Neither Long Aotian nor Long Aoyun took the umbrella.

"Hee hee, you don't have to worry about me. I made an appointment with Xuan to wait in this gazebo, but he has some things to do, so he might be late." Murong Zijing smiled sweetly, with eyebrows Full of sweet breath, her little face is slightly drunk, she looks like a little woman intoxicated in love.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's leave first, and don't bother you and the emperor." Long Aotian laughed jokingly, but Long Aoyun heard Murong Zijing's "Xuan" After that, his complexion changed slightly, and seeing her sweet face again made his handsome face slightly pale, and he could only stiffly agree with Long Aotian's words, pulling the corners of his mouth, and silently took it from Murong Zijing's hand. umbrella, grabbed Long Aotian and left in a hurry.

The rain, after he left the gazebo, seemed to be falling harder...

"Hoohoo, let's rain, let's rain, I love rainy days the most!" After Long Aotian and Long Aoyun left, Murong Zijing sat back on the stone table, shaking her head and humming an out-of-tune tune, waiting for Long Aotian Ao Xuan's arrival.

"Baby!" Sure enough, not long after, I heard a familiar thick male voice behind me. Murong Zijing's eyes lit up, she smiled and turned her head to look for Long Aoxuan's figure, but who would have thought that seeing Long Aoxuan At the same time as the figure I had been looking forward to for a long time, I saw another person beside him——

Quiet?

Murong Zijing was taken aback for a moment, raised her eyebrows slightly, and still smiled sweetly, as if she didn't care about Wen Jing's appearance.

(End of this chapter)