Although Qiao Yu felt uncomfortable that night, she slept very well. When she woke up, the curtains were all pulled open. It was already bright outside. The dense branches were shaking on the window paper, and the shadows of trees fell, and the emerald green was dripping, bright and colorful.

Qiao Yu opened her eyes and as usual, Jing Yan had already gone to court at this time. He was not very awake, and counted the leaves in a daze for a while, and felt bored again. He half supported his body and wanted to sit up and ask Jinfu to come in.

But suddenly a sentence came from above, "Are you finally awake?"

Qiao Yu raised her head and exposed her entire neck and shoulders. Her snow-white skin was covered with purple kiss marks. In that posture, he saw a completely upside down Jing Yan. She was also very handsome and laughed again. The dimples were very deep. She asked softly, "So your highness is still here, didn't he attend court today?"

Jing Yan had already woken up, and was reluctant to leave half a step. He was originally looking at Qiao Yu, but Qiao Yu was sleeping soundly, and he couldn't help but want to touch her and toss her. Jing Yan was always very patient, except for Qiao Yu's body, so he didn't even dare to read it. He looked away and looked at the book "Xiao Chongshan Records" that was too bored. He heard this and leaned towards Qiao Yu's delicate neck and said carelessly: "I won't go anymore, Wen Xiang is in my arms, why are you going to go to the morning court?"

This sentence is very foolish, as if he was blinded by beauty. When he said the word "yu", he deliberately emphasized the tone, which was quite a bit like the demeanor of King You of Zhou when he met Bao Si and King Zhou met Daji.

Unfortunately, Qiao Yu is a beauty, and Jing Yan has not yet become the monarch.

Qiao Yu didn't think it was a big deal. She smiled happily, her heart was soft and happy, and muttered, "It's time to take a break, it's too tiring to go to court every day."

Jing Yan gently pinched the soft flesh on his spine and said hoarsely: "Hmm? I'm so heartless, am I resting for myself?"

Qiao Yu hummed proudly, but refused to admit it.

Jing Yan used to be very indulgent in his cute little temper, but now he is even more indulgent, not angry, forcing him to say what he wants to hear, but talks about the text. He turned to the last page, "No wonder when you came back yesterday, you cried miserably. Did you see the ending?"

Qiao Yu had almost forgotten about this, but when she mentioned it, she remembered it again, lay on the soft pillow, and nodded sadly.

Jing Yan lowered his eyes halfway and said softly: "Is the pillow good? Lean on my lap."

After hearing this, Qiao Yu looked up at Jing Yan. Because his waist and lower body were almost unconscious, he moved slowly like a little snail, climbing to Jing Yan's legs while listening to Jing Yan's words, "This story is nothing more than that fox is too stupid and likes the wrong person. From the beginning of the encounter, the woodcutter must have been like this. He is a person with that personality."

This was too merciless. Qiao Yu cried for the two people in the book yesterday, and couldn't listen to this, so he argued: "How could it be? Later, the woodcutter also died for the white-haired fox."

Jing Yan sneered, and he rubbed the back of Qiao Yu's head, "Silly Yu, that's because his own body is not good. Will the emperor still marry the princess to him? Are you still willing to give him authority? So there was nothing left, so you could only go back to Xiao Chongshan. Besides, after the white-haired fox died, you could feel the so-called love and sadness at that moment, which was just false satisfaction."

Qiao Yu couldn't speak, and he was also blinded by sadness and sadness. Now he was being brought by Jing Yan's words, and he really felt something was wrong.

Jing Yan leaned over and kissed Qiao Yu's thin red eyes. The skin on that part was extremely sensitive. Qiao Yu couldn't help but retreat, but was held back by Jing Yan's toughness. His voice was full of desire, but he still suppressed him, "I like this kind of thing, but I never came, only ever, do I understand? Like me, I have liked Xiaoyu for a long time, and I have always liked it. In the past, now, and in the future, I will never give up Xiaoyu, no matter what I do. Remember this matter clearly and don't forget."

This is Jing Yan’s rare truth. He has never done things without explaining, and there is no need to explain, because it is all redundant. And this time he told Qiao Yu that he was just afraid that he would think too much and be uneasy.

Qiao Yu was red from head to toe. He thought to himself, why did Aci speak so well? He was so dizzy that he didn't know what tonight.

The two of them were tired of it in the bed for a long time before Jing Yan asked Jin Fu to come in. Although she had known it yesterday, she was still different from today when facing Jing Yan and Qiao Yu. She came in respectfully.

Jing Yan glanced at her and said, "It's good to do it."

Jinfu felt relieved and glanced at the two of them from the corner of her eyes. They seemed to be no different from usual. They were still intimate, but there were also faint, hidden, unknown intimacy.

Qiao Yu was still lying on the bed, his head tilted to Jing Yan's knees. He seemed to have no strength. He was so drowsy that he couldn't even open his eyes, but he tightly surrounded Jing Yan's waist, wishing that every inch of his skin would be stuck together. It was as if it had become an instinct. The two of them merged from body to mind, and could no longer tell each other.

Jing Yan asked Qiao Yu, saying that it was common for topics such as eating, drinking, wearing, and playing, and what to do, but if you were not the person you cared about, you would never be able to ask such a question.

Qiao Yu acted coquettishly with Jing Yan lazily. He was usually very presumptuous, and today he was even more arrogant. He thought about New Year's Eve and wanted to carry him to bed to play, but Jing Yan actually agreed.

He added a request, "You have to send it out tonight."

Jinfu blushed when she heard this, and she couldn't stop tsk. It turned out that it was really different when she passed by a bridal chamber.

Although she is no longer in her 20s, she considers herself a girl who is as beautiful as a flower. However, the situation is urgent now and she can't meet the person she likes, so she is still so lonely and alone. If she arrives, the great affairs of Your Highness have been accomplished, and she can also think about the things she will do in the rest of her life, but after thinking about it, it is not a good man, and it is all troubles.

Although he was careful when he was cooking and later drank ginseng soup, Qiao Yu's body was not strong and became hot. After two days of heat, Jing Yan took two days of sick leave and stayed with Qiao Yu for two days. After that, Jing Yan restrained Qiao Yu in the Xianlin Palace and refused to go out. After raising him for more than half a month, he was smooth and jumped up again.

He was so idle that he thought he hadn't seen each other for a long time. Now he wanted to meet him when he had time. He went to the imperial kitchen with Jinfu and met the two brothers Changle and Anping on the way. They looked at Qiao Yufu with a calm expression, as if they had never met each other and had never become friends.

Qiao Yu's heart was so sour that she missed her even more.

He went to the yard and asked the eunuch who was guarding the door.

The little eunuch said to Qiao Yu with a bitter face, "Young Master, you don't know that Your Majesty is sick. We are satisfied that my father-in-law has not been home for many days, so we have to serve him at any time. My father-in-law Ku Xia is in poor health. I don't know what his current situation is, and whether he can hold on."

Qiao Yu was stunned. Before he could hear this from Jing Yan, he slowly said: "I'm bored and I'll wait a moment to satisfy myself, and I'll probably come back."
Chapter completed!