Chapter 682 Killing mouth (3)
The carriage arrived at the palace, Xuan Yin jumped off the carriage, and then carried Ning Yue down.
At this moment, Geng Zhong, who had been waiting at the door, stepped forward and greeted the two: "Fourth master, fourth grandma."
Xuanyin hummed heavily.
Ning Yue asked: "Have all the things been sent to the Millennium Court?"
"Give it away, a maid received it, Lin Yonghe didn't show up." Geng Zhongzhi replied truthfully.
Ning Yue smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter, just do enough drama." Since Ning Xi and her have composed the lines, saying that Lin Yonghe was dying of illness and she ran to Sikong's house to look for her, then no matter what, she will give Lin Yonghe a gift. some supplements.
…
In the room with the lights off, the moonlight is cold and quiet, and the night wind gently blows the veil covering the big bed, revealing a pair of lingering mandarin ducks inside.
Ning Yue lay softly under Xuan Yin's body, her blue hair spread out like splashed ink, smudged the whole head of the bed, black and smooth, making her skin so fair that it was almost translucent, and her petite body became more and more exquisite.
Xuanyin intertwined his hands from her back, hugged her tightly, and kissed her lips gently.
"Sikong Shuo helped? Huh?"
His tone of "hmm" was twisted and turned, making one's scalp numb.
Ning Yue pursed her lips, stroked his strong waist with bare hands, and said, "I helped a little."
"You looked for him?"
"Well, I negotiated the terms with him, he regained the emperor's trust, and we got the third uncle's right to judge."
"that's it?"
"Otherwise?" Ning Yue kissed his lips, "Do you think I will try to please him?"
Xuanyin bit her: "You haven't even tried to curry favor with your master, dare to curry favor with other men—"
Ning Yue was in pain, turned over and pressed him under him, he raised his eyebrows, Ning Yue held his face, squinted his eyes and said: "Didn't you say that Sikong Shuo is not a man? Why does he seem to be jealous?"
Xuanyin snorted: "Anyway, you are not allowed to curry favor with him!"
Ning Yue smiled lightly, slowly straightened up, sat on him, and looked at him charmingly: "Can I please you?"
Xuan Yin was so fascinated by her that his heart was itchy. Except when she took the initiative to rush towards him when the poisonous Gu poisoned him, she was always as shy as a bunny at other times. Tonight is really special.
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Sun Yao and Xuan Zhao also had a love affair just now, Sun Yao lay sweetly in Xuan Zhao's arms, remembering his bearded face before, who didn't know how many nights he didn't sleep, couldn't help feeling distressed: " It's been so long." This trip to Beicheng took nearly a month.
Xuan Zhao stroked her shoulder: "It's not hard, you can do it again."
Sun Yao was startled for a moment, but then realized that he might have misunderstood her, and blushed suddenly: "I, what I said is not this!"
"Oh." Xuan Zhao said casually, "Then what did you say?"
Sun Yao blushed and said, "Go to Beicheng..."
Xuan Zhao muttered incomprehensibly: "What's so hard about it?" It's not fighting, and besides, fighting a war is not hard, "Don't think of me like your pampered brothers."
Well, her elder brother is from Wen, and he doesn't wield knives and guns. Let alone go to Beicheng, he is exhausted after traveling to the county. Sun Yao chuckled, and said again: "Master, Third Uncle...is he really dead?"
"Ok."
"Is he the real third uncle or a fake third uncle?" She didn't participate much in the plan during the day, she just helped to make up the lie according to Ning Yue's instructions.
Xuan Zhao yawned and said, "Whether it's true or not, he's dead anyway."
(end of this chapter)