When Empress Wu combed her sideburns and adjusted her clothes with peony and phoenix patterns, Zhao Changyuan also came to her slowly with Gong Yueyue's soft white hand“ Mother, are you happy that Changyuan and I come to say hello to you? "

At the sight of the kind Empress Wu, Gong Yueyue suddenly remembered his mother Wang in Luoyang and couldn't help thinking.

For a moment, he forgot Zhao Changyuan standing beside him and the greeting ceremony. He stepped forward and helped Empress Wu's shoulder. His face covered her shoulder and whispered, "mother."

Seeing Gong Yueyue's charming and angry situation of her little daughter, Empress Wu was filled with happy ripples, gently stared at Gong Yueyue lying on her shoulder, and said softly, "since you married Changyuan, you are just like my daughter."

Listening to Empress Wu's warm words, Gong Yueyue felt a warm current in her heart, raised her tender face like hibiscus, smiled and said to Empress Wu, "mother, Yueyue has something to ask you."

Empress Wu gently looked at the lovely Gong Yueyue squatting in front of her lap. Her eyes also became soft. She stroked Gong Yueyue's cool black hair and said softly, "son, if you have anything on your mind, tell your mother."

After a meal, Empress Wu's gentle eyes slowly glanced over Zhao Changyuan, then hung her head to Gong Yue Jiao Jie, smiled and whispered, "if Changyuan dares to bully you, mother will punish him for you."

Gong Yueyue blushed, lowered his eyelashes and whispered, "Changyuan is very kind to me. He won't bully me. Mother can rest assured."

After that, Gong Yueyue didn't turn his head. His eyes looked at Zhao Changyuan behind him and motioned him to answer.

Ning looked at Gong Yueyue, who was gentle under Empress Wu's knee. Zhao Changyuan smiled on his lips and noticed the deep meaning in Gong Yueyue's eyes. He just returned to his mind and said quietly, "mother, don't worry, I will be good to him."

Hearing this, Liuhe, who was waiting on one side, smiled and whispered, "empress, look at the deep love between your highness four and the princess. The maidservant is really happy for her."

Gong Yueyue's long and wonderful eyes were covered with a flash of shame, and his cheeks were covered with crimson. He said in a low voice, "I've only been married to South Vietnam for more than a month. It's said that my father is going to send Changyuan to fight in Southern Fujian."

He lowered his voice. Gong Yueyue's slender eyelashes lifted up lightly. A pair of water smart eyes looked at the loving Empress Wu and whispered, "Yueyue doesn't want to be separated from Changyuan. Please persuade his father to take back his order."

Kindly looking at the shy Gong Yueyue, Empress Wu's gentle eyes quietly brushed Zhao Changyuan's white face and thought: "looking at their appearance tonight, Changyuan seems to really forget hang Wei. If we let them separate at this juncture, I'm afraid there will be some twists and turns. "

When she made up her mind, Empress Wu smiled faintly and said gently, "well, I see. Yueyue must have made a great determination to say this."

With a light smile, Empress Wu looked down at Gong Yueyue kindly and said gently, "my son, don't squat. It's raining and the air is cold. Get up and talk to me. "

With a slight nod, Gong Yueyue slowly stood up. Unexpectedly, he squatted for a long time and his legs and feet were a little numb. Gong Yueyue's feet were unstable and he was about to fall back.

He couldn't help shouting. Gong Yueyue was surprised. Suddenly, he felt a pair of gentle hands firmly catch himself in the air.

When he looked up, Zhao Changyuan's deep eyes looked straight at him. A strange feeling ran into his chest. Gong Yueyue quickly stood up straight, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, straightened his clothes, and didn't look at Zhao Changyuan again.

Seeing their picture of a newly married couple, Empress Wu couldn't help smiling. She held Gong Yueyue's soft white hand in one hand and said with a smile: "sit down quickly!"

Then he whispered to Zhao Changyuan standing at the other end, "Changyuan, sit down, too. I want to have a good talk with your husband and wife."

The clear candle light gently shines on the talking and laughing figure. Through the yellow light, Zhao Changyuan and Gong Yueyue look at each other and smile.

This sentence made Gong Yueyue suddenly stop. Don't turn his head. He looked at Zhao Changyuan in a purple robe in the night and said with a faint smile: "you don't have to thank me. I did this not only for you, but also for myself."

Soon after that, Prince Zhao Hongji received an imperial edict to lead the army. On the night before the expedition, he stepped to the Jianchun hall where hang Wei lived.

Under the bright candle light, hang Wei, who is doing meticulous sewing, still focuses on the bright white embroidery. On the contrary, Ling Er, the maid who takes care of her, was surprised and knelt down and said, "Your Highness, the empress is not very comfortable. You'd better come back another day!"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Hongji snorted coldly from his nose and walked in without listening.

"You are so interested!" Zhao Hongji's cold words suddenly disturbed hang Wei's inner peace. He hurriedly looked back and looked at each other. As soon as he raised his eyes, he was meeting Zhao Hongji's sharp eyes like a hawk.

Hang Wei was slightly confused and was about to get up, but his weak shoulder was firmly clamped down by Zhao Hongji's big hands. He couldn't help but panic and said, "how did the prince think of coming to the catkin spring hall?"

Zhao Hongji's cold face was ghostly attached to hang weirou's white cheek. He felt his threatening breath. Hang Weiwei's face was crimson and exclaimed, "prince!?"

Zhao Hongji ignored hang Wei's look, but a pair of big hands began to swim wildly on her. Along the snow-white neck, Zhao Hongji's hands and eyes were about to go deep into the snow-white bra tightly wrapped in Hang Wei's chest.

Hang Wei suddenly raised Roubai's hands, tightly protected them in front of his chest, and said in a hurry, "the prince can't!" Zhao Hongji sneered and joked to hang Wei: "why, you are the Crown Princess and I am the crown prince. Shouldn't I spoil you?"

Hang's face was red, and her big deer like eyes were about to shed crystal tears. Zhao Hongji's words made her really unable to defend“ Do you sleep well with my fourth brother and can't sleep with me! "

As soon as Zhao Hongji said this, hang Wei's original red face suddenly turned white, and he couldn't help but say in a hurry: "Your Highness, I didn't..."

Zhao Hongji pinched hang Wei's sharp chin and approached her and said, "why do I often say you are a wood! The affair between you and my fourth brother has been spread all over the harem for a long time. You still think you are a chaste martyr! "

After that, the hand he stayed in front of Hang Wei's chest suddenly stretched out to his full chest and swam up wantonly.

After a long time, Zhao Hongji slowly got up from his bed and adjusted his clothes expressionless. He no longer looked at hang Wei, who was full of tears in his couch. He said coldly, "I'm going to fight in Southern Fujian tomorrow. If I hear any more rumors about you and Zhao Changyuan, hum, I'm afraid his life will be hard to protect, little bitch!"

After Zhao Hongji's figure disappeared in the dark night, the clever linger hurried to the inner hall. The scene in front of her immediately surprised her.