"Ah! Kite, little ink kite lost

The duckweed was in a hurry. He jumped up and yelled.

Ji Shumo said with a smile: "no harm, just a kite."

"Why not? You made it yourself. I'll find it! What were you doing? The kites are flying. "

Du grass some not happy white season express ink one eye, Jiao pretty very.

Ji Shumo went to Du Cao, hooked Du Cao's chin, and began to quibble with a smile: "I can't blame you. If you want to blame me, you're too good-looking. I lost my mind, and the kite ran away naturally."

"Bah, I'm glib!" Du grass's shy old face was red and spoiled.

It's completely gone.

Qin Luo rolled a white eye: "I really don't disturb you. The capital has been urged seven or eight times. Don't you go back?"

Du Cao leaned against Ji Shumo's arms and looked at Qin Luo with a smile: "sister Qin Luo, are you worried? What's good about Beijing? How happy it is here? "

Ji Shumo embraces Du Cao's waist. He has only Du Cao in his eyes. He just likes to look at Du Cao's smile, as if it can warm the whole world.

Qin Luo looks at Du Cao like this, a burst of helpless: "so do you want to go back?"

"Yes, in a few days, what's the hurry." Du Cao turned around and pulled Ji Lyric ink: "in order to punish you for your glib, you have to draw me a painting today. If it's not good-looking, I'll be angry!"

Ji Lyric Mo obediently follow behind, the mouth is very sweet: "don't worry about it, guarantee the beauty."

Are there any business for these two people?

Ever since I've been better, I'm either walking or eating, or going up the mountain or down the river, or eating, drinking and having fun. What's the matter?

Du Cao put a posture and looked at Ji Shumo with a smile: "draw it!"

Ji Shumo smiles, takes the brush and ink, and begins to paint.

After a long time, his waist was sore, but Ji's painting was concentrated.

"Where can a painter draw without looking at a model? Are you fooling me? "

Du Cao is obviously tired, but he just wants to play tricks.

He stepped forward and looked at Ji's paintings.

The woman in the picture is beautiful and vivid.

"You didn't look at me. How could you draw so well?" Du Cao hugs Ji Lyric Mo's waist from behind, delicate.

Ji Shumo patted Du Cao's hand gently: "don't make trouble."

"Say it, say it!"

Du Cao grunted and rubbed Ji's back.

Ji Shumo chuckles: "you are in my heart, in my mind, naturally it's handy."

"Hum!"

Duckweed hugged his arm and hummed angrily.

Ji Shumo is a little funny. After finishing his last stroke, he looks at the angry grass: "what's the matter?"

"I think you have changed. You don't look like a good thing now!" Du Cao snorted and began to make a fuss.

Ji Shumo can't laugh or cry: "what I say is true, how can I be glib?"

"If you dare to tell these words to other girls, I'll run away from home with my children and never come back!" The threat of weeds.

Ji Shumo hugged Du Cao, put people in his arms, hooked Du Cao's nose: "how can you also learn to make trouble without reason?"

"I'm not making trouble out of nothing. You're so nice. If you're robbed by others, how can you do it?" Du Cao snorted and poked Ji Shumo's chest.

Ji Shumo seized the mischievous hand of Du Cao, held it in the palm of his hand, and chuckled: "I'm yours, and others can't take it away."

"Xiao Mo, it's time for us to go back." Du Cao hugged Ji's neck, hung himself on Ji's body and sighed.

Ji Shu Mo nodded: "good."

"If only we could do it all the time." Du Cao sighed and looked at the Danqing on the table: "Xiaomo, am I good-looking?"

"Well, you'd better look." Ji Shumo rubbed Du Cao's cheek: "if you really like here, the capital's affairs are over, we will retire to the mountains and live happily, OK?"

"Not good." Du Cao shook his head: "I'm trying so hard to get to the capital step by step, not to hide in the mountains, I just want to bloom in this vortex, let everyone look up to me!""Ambitious, but I like it." Ji xumo kisses Du Cao's lips, holds him horizontally and walks towards the inside.

The duckweed is full of shame and expectation.

Qinluo outside to hear the dialogue between the two, is also spoiled smile.

Du grass is Du grass, sober and resolute, know what you want and don't want.

Finally, after 20 days of quiet, they went back to the capital.

Although more than 20 days have passed since the war, the grass still smells rotten along the way.

"Have all the postwar bodies been properly disposed of?" Du Cao frowned at Ji Lyric ink.

Although two people in the village, but the military news, Ji Lyric ink or has been concerned.

"Yang can went to do it. He said that all his family members sent them back and gave them a pension. If they didn't bury them on the spot, they would be buried in peace." Ji Shumo sighed, war is like this, cruel and bloody, after the war, the air is filled with despair.

Du Cao took a deep breath: "now it's hot, you should be more careful, in case of breeding *, it's not good."

Ji Shumo holds Du Cao's shoulder and smiles: "I know. Don't worry. I'll deal with it."

Du Cao leaned against Ji Lyric Mo's arms, some embarrassed smile, whispered: "how to do? I always worry like this. "

Hearing this, Ji Shumo also followed with a smile and said in a soft voice: "it's OK, I can't wait for you to worry so much."

The two men's carriage had just arrived at the gate of the general's house when they were invited into the palace.

Du Cao went to the harem, while Ji xumo went to the imperial study.

Qifeng palace.

Du Cao looked at the ingenuity of sitting on the imperial concubine's couch, and then said in a low voice: "the belly of the imperial concubine is really getting bigger and bigger now."

With that, duckweed leaned forward and put her ear on her stomach to listen to the child's heart beating.

The ingenuity looks at Du Cao this appearance some shy, not good spirit patted on her shoulder, not good Spirit said: "you are not not not pregnant with a child!"

Du Cao Wei wrongly raised his head: "although I said I was pregnant with a child, but I can't listen to my stomach, just listen to it. How can you be so mean?"

"Ha ha ha, that's right. Why are you so mean?" Lin Ruo also followed with a smile, came to gently touch the stomach of ingenuity.

"The empress is in a hurry? In four months, your stomach will be as big as that. "