Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

The two were sitting in the living room and waiting, but Le Yao and Sheng Yu were immersed in the wonderful taste of the fusion of body and mind without knowing it. At this moment, Sheng Yu only feels that everything is a little nihilistic. She can only feel the more and more rapid impact of the people on her body. Her hands are holding the sheets, tight and loose, and the whole body softens like a pool of water. She has never experienced the taste. , Making her want to stop, finally raised her waist to cater to Le Yao's movements.

Le Yao was also sweating, her waist was too soft, but she was still biting her lip. Sheng Yu's breathing became more and more rapid, and her lower abdomen began to tighten. Le Yao knew that she was coming, so she leaned down and lowered her ears. Whispering, kissing her on the cheek, finally holding her trembling and climbing to the top together.

The two of them held it like this until the turbulent feeling faded a little bit, and Sheng Yu had already lost his energy and stretched out and remained motionless. Le Yao lifted off her sweaty hair and whispered: "Yu'er, how is it?"

With pink all over, Sheng Yu opened his eyelids and muttered, "I'm so tired, why are you so strong?"

Obviously she was mostly moving, and both of them vented, how could she breathe well at this moment.

Le Yao kissed her, and said with a smile: "You are weak, how can I compare to my practice of kung fu for so many years."

When Sheng Yu heard it, she frowned and nodded, but then she was a little worried: "Will I be so weak in the future? This can't be done." She said it seriously, not a ridicule, but a serious one. Worried that she will not be able to satisfy Le Yao in the future. After all, just now Leyao was so enthusiastic that she could hardly resist.

Le Yao couldn't help being amused by her cute appearance, winking like silk, and said in a low voice: "Yu'er is afraid of not being able to satisfy me, or is he afraid of being tossed by me?"

Sheng Yu's face flushed, and she wanted to turn over and press Le Yao under her body in embarrassment. As a result, her waist became sore and weak, she almost fell back after turning halfway. Le Yao took advantage of the situation and helped her so softly. On himself, rubbing her head, pettingly said: "Hey, I'm not talking nonsense, I will continue to teach you kung fu in the future."

"I don't know how to be ashamed."

"Silly girl, you really thought I was doing this for this thing. Proper martial arts practice is good for your health. Your body is indeed weaker. If I'm not here in the future, you can protect yourself." Le Yao smiled softly and said gently. .

Cheng Yu's face became cold: "Are you not here? Where are you going to be with me... you are ready to..."

Le Yao couldn't laugh or cry: "I mean if I'm not here, where would I be willing to leave you, but if I have to do something and can't stay by your side, what should I do if I meet a bad guy?" The last time she came back, she was caught by two soldiers. Bully.

Sheng Yu's brows were still twisted, she was not happy that Le Yao said that at this time, like in a notebook, most of the people who said this ended well. If they were not, they were really gone.

Le Yao knew that she had said the wrong thing, and she felt regretful in her heart. She hugged the frowning person and said softly: "Yu'er, after the beginning of spring, we will get married, okay?"

Sheng Yu was taken aback, turned his head and looked at her with surprise in his eyes, but after a while he was replaced by a panic: "No, you are not allowed to say that you are married." This is exactly the same as in the script. It is difficult for lovers to die well.

Le Yao's face became stiff, and she reluctantly smiled: "You... don't you want to?"

Sheng Yu was anxious and angry: "You are dead." Le Yao was confused by a curse, and finally Sheng Yu said with a calm face: "Are you going to help the king do those dangerous things in the future?" There are many old wounds, some of them were left before they met Zhao Ziyan, and some were left behind for Zhao Ziyan's work over the years, which made Sheng Yuhou scared to look at them.

Le Yao knew her very well and immediately understood the crux of the matter. She stretched out her hand around her waist and hugged the person in her arms: "Back then, Jun Shang and I could not choose. I was like duckweed without roots. I met her. I thought I was a confidant and a confidant died. I never thought about it. But now, she has taken root, and I am also fettered by you, so how can I not cherish myself. I promise you never again. Will do dangerous things, I have to save my life and watch your money with you."

The corner of Cheng Yu's mouth was twitched, and a shy smile appeared. Le Yao felt so soft and whispered, "Are you willing to marry me?"

Sheng Yu still snorted: "In the script, you are going to have an accident."

Le Yao was taken aback, and then reacted, and couldn't help but laugh: "Yu'er, I can't let you read those cliché scripts in the future."

Sheng Yu snorted, "I found them all from your study."

"Okay, we should get up, are you still tired?" Le Yao coaxed her, rubbing her waist.

Cheng Yu's face flushed, and quickly fumbled for the clothes that had been thrown aside, and whispered: "It's all to blame you."

After the two of them were warming up, Zhao Ziyan and Fu Yanqing both drank a pot of tea, and Qin Bo also came over, and they were fooled by the two of them when they were going to remind Shengyu several times.

When Sheng Yu and Le Yao heard the maid saying that Zhao Ziyan and Fu Yanqing were coming, they rushed to the living room suddenly. Two weird gazes were greeted as soon as he entered the door. Zhao Ziyan smiled at the corners of his mouth, just like Fu Yanqing looked like a joke.

"Le Yao, I have been waiting for you for almost half an hour." Zhao Ziyan habitually brought tea slowly, but felt a little full, so he let it go.

Le Yao's complexion changed, instantly red and transparent, she knew Zhao Ziyan's skill clearly, if under normal circumstances they would have been called to them, how could they have waited so long unless they happened to hit her and Sheng Yu... ….

Sheng Yu was not stupid either. Suddenly, her icy face could no longer be maintained, and she was flushed with blood, and she was already complaining about Le Yao.

Seeing them embarrassed, Fu Yanqing winked at Zhao Ziyan, Zhao Ziyan stopped laughing at the two of them, and broke the topic: "Tomorrow's palace prepares a banquet, Le Yao, you and Sheng Yu come here too. We still don't want the pomp in the palace. I like it a lot, and Qing'er and I would be even more boring without you."

Le Yao pursed her lips and chuckled: "My lord, you know that you don't like it, and you dragged us into the water."

Zhao Ziyan also laughed: "Now here, you are the only one who can talk to your heart regardless of your identity. Qing'er and I still want to gather with you on New Year's Eve. It’s just that there is Uncle Qin in Shengyu’s house, otherwise I I also want to keep you with Qinger and me to stay together."

The two of them were also very moved when they heard that, no matter what Zhao Ziyan has experienced, as the regent now, he can get along with them so casually. If she wants to come, I am afraid that this world will not be able to find her.

Le Yao's eyebrows softened a lot, and she whispered softly, "We can also accompany the king and the princess. Sheng's house is also close to the palace."

"Well, Uncle Qin is getting older now. Let's accompany him to have a reunion dinner. It will be good for a while. Others he can't stand our noise."

Zhao Ziyan glanced at the two people who sang and said, and the smile deepened in his eyes: "When will you two be settled, I can give you the main marriage, if you want, it is also OK to give the marriage."

Le Yao was stunned by the rain, and then glanced at each other, all a little embarrassed, Le Yao tightened her hands: "I...I listen to Yu'er."

Sheng Yu was also a little at a loss, she blushed and whispered: "In the beginning of spring, find a good day, just...just..."

Le Yao couldn't hide his joy, a face that had always been smiling and charming, at this moment was actually a bit silly.

The two of Zhao Ziyan sighed, but they were still happy for them. The four chatted together and the atmosphere was very good. Knowing that Zhao Ziyan could stand up, the two were even more happy. When it was getting late, Zhao Ziyan took Fu Yanqing back to the palace.

On the second day of New Year's Eve, Zhao Ziyan changed into a black uniform with a red lower skirt and dark red piping. The whole person looked extremely solemn, and the nobleness of the superior person on his body was very eye-catching.

When she took Fu Yanqing into the Zichen Palace, the ministers who had been waiting under him suddenly widened his eyes. Li Fu couldn't help rubbing his eyes, and finally determined that their lord had entered the Zichen Palace by himself.

After she slowly took her seat, the ministers and clan members finally recovered, got up together, and saluted in unison: "Congratulations, Lord, Hexi! May Lord Fuze last and have a healthy body."

"Everyone is interested. Today is the Spring Festival. His Royal Highness and the King are hosting a state banquet to congratulate the New Year and have fun with everyone. There is no need to be excessively formal, free of courtesy, and sit down."

Even with Zhao Ziyan's instructions, everyone would still inevitably circle around her. If it weren't for Zhao Xun to share part of the firepower, she would simply be unable to withstand it.

Although Fu Yanqing’s identity is a bit embarrassing, Zhao Ziyan took her too differently, and she herself has made a wonderful contribution to Great Xia. Fu Huai is now the court’s humerus minister and is deeply loved by Zhao Ziyan. Therefore, there are not a few courtesy people. ? Even more lacking in eyesight, seeing that Fu Yanqing was born gentle and beautiful, and he had a close relationship with the regent, and there is no county horse so far, so he asked her son to toast and talk to her through the banquet. Zhao Ziyan put down the wine glass and looked at the second son of Shangshufu. He swept lightly on his body, and did not hide the coldness in his eyes. The second son, who was speaking what he thought was funny, ran into Zhao Ziyan's eyes like a Bing Lingzi, frightened the wine glass in his hand, and the wine spilled all over him.

This is very rude here, his face turned pale, and he said hurriedly: "The minister is improper, the Lord forgive me!"

Zhao Ziyan glanced at him, his gaze fell on Shang Shu, who hated iron and steel, and said lightly: "Second Young Master is drunk, Li Shangshu will send someone to send him back."

Li Shangshu also understood that Zhao Ziyan was angry and was busy sending his son back, but he was not sure. So, is it because he doesn't like his son, but no matter how good the relationship is, he won't care more about it than himself.

He retreated a little nervously, but saw Fu Yanqing pursing his lips and chuckles, not knowing what he had said to Zhao Ziyan, the cold-faced person suddenly smiled, and there was no longer a half-deterrent, softly like an ordinary woman.

He became more and more weird but he didn't know what to say, while Li Fu was drinking and looking at Zhao Ziyan, and then his eyes fell on the upright Zhao Xun who was sitting on top, his eyes a little complicated.

"What is Master Zhongshu thinking?" Seeing him like this, Li Yushi couldn't help asking.

Li Fu shook his head, but secretly made up his mind. The prince is very good, but he is not enough to shoulder the responsibility. He firmly believes that if Zhao Ziyan is the emperor, Daxia will create a prosperous world again.

The author has something to say: The author is very tired today, he is a little late, and tomorrow is too late.