Chapter 1186

Talking room.

In the voices of doubt.

Zhang Feng hurried Li Chengqian and others out of the living room.

Then he mysteriously went to stir up something with several people.

Li Shimin and others were stunned.

At this time, everyone who should go left, leaving a group of tycoons in the court. They couldn't help but look at Li Shimin. Although they wanted to go out with them to see what these boys were doing, they didn't dare to go out to see the emperor at this time.

Li Shimin also wants to see it.

"Wait a minute. You all know that Fengzi cracked Jingshu's 18 photos of Hu eggplant last time. It's my carelessness! This boy, if he didn't understand the rhythm, how could he get Jingshu at the beginning?"

"Alas!"

When they heard the speech, they also sighed slightly.

In Jingshu's room, Zhang Feng came for the first time. At this time, Zhang Feng sat depressed in the living room of Jingshu's room and watched Jingshu's room.

Jingshu also hung her head quietly with a reddish face and sat on Zhang Feng's side.

Silence.

In fact, Jing Shu's heart has already accelerated at this time.

Just now, Momo has told her what she overheard.

Who is sitting in the living room? She may be the clearest in the whole bieyuan house, but only she knows these things and dare not say it.

At this time, Zhang Feng should also come for the song

Let her play the music.

Zhang Feng was not anxious and impatient at this time, and he couldn't see the anger when he just entered the door

On the contrary, it is interesting to watch Jingshu's room.

The room was elegantly decorated and looked like a noble woman

On the four walls, there are all kinds of ancient paintings and ancient characters. On the wall directly opposite Jingshu's living room, there is a woman who holds an umbrella, wears fur and carries a zither.

The woman was born beautiful, but Zhang Feng never knew who he was.

On the bookshelf on the side of the picture scroll, there are a lot of music scores and other things. Although Zhang Feng doesn't understand these things, he also knows that these things should be valuable.

"Most of these ancient scrolls were sent back from Yanlai building when you moved last time. Some of the flowers were given by some people. By the way, the supreme emperor and the queen visited in person last time you were away. Most of them were brought from the palace by them. They said they wanted to cultivate your feelings when you had nothing to do Fuck... Learn more court etiquette... "

While talking, Jing Shu glanced at Zhang Feng and flashed a strange look in her eyes.

Zhang Feng didn't take it seriously.

At this time, when Jing Shu said so, Zhang Feng was a little depressed.

"What does the supreme emperor look like? Tell me, and the empress changsun. I heard that she is naturally beautiful. Is she a great country and a great city..."

Before Zhang Feng finished, Jing Shu's frightened face covered Zhang Feng's mouth pale.

"Prince Zhang, don't talk about it again. It's a false argument between the supreme emperor and the coveted queen Fengyi. It's going to kill the head!"

And the rules of riding a horse?

Zhang Feng is also stupid.

Busy comforted: "well, well, we don't say, don't say..." while talking, Zhang Feng also hugged Jingshu's Yingying's small waist.

The air was a little beautiful.

Zhang Feng's breath was also a little hasty. After the last meat meal, Zhang Feng had some expectations for this kind of men and women.

Besides.

Jing Shu is already his woman at this time. Although there is no reality of husband and wife and no worship, the whole Chang'an city knows that they are related and live together. Nothing has happened. Who believes it?

And Jing Shu was just like Zhang, the school flower whom Zhang Feng secretly loved in later universities. At this time, where can she control it?

I can't help but breathe slowly and quickly

So is Jingshu.

Although she wanted to, she was shocked at the thought of what kind of people were sitting in her living room and pushed Zhang Feng away

"Childe Zhang..."

"What's your name?"

"Zhang, husband... Husband..."

"No, there are still distinguished guests at home..."

When Jing Shu said this, Zhang Feng was as enlightened as a man. He poured a basin of cold water down his head and pressed down the fire in his heart

Such a pressure down, they immediately felt embarrassed.

"Well, er... By the way, I came to you this time to ask you to play an ensemble with me. Wait, in the living room, and... At the Mid Autumn Festival poetry meeting tomorrow... We'll also come to a song..."

Jing Shu's cheeks are hot now

Whispered softly, "Mr. Zhang... Can you loosen my house?"

Zhang Feng was stunned when he heard the speech. He found that he was still holding Jingshu tightly. He couldn't help being disappointed and missing Yu yu'er far away in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Alas!"

After a long sigh, Zhang Feng said, "I'll write a song now. Wait, let's practice here. It's over there, and then go to the living room to play with Li Qian and them. How about it?"

"Well... It's up to your husband..."

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