Chapter 110：

A Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, except for the small episode made by Queen Zhou, the whole is relatively harmonious and harmonious.

Only after the banquet was over, many officials and family members couldn’t help but talk about the unknown charm of Dingbeihou’s prostitutes, which caused the second prince and Xie Xiaogong, two precious good sons, to be her. Are you jealous?

The ladies of Chang'an who once looked down upon Xu Wenchan were a little doubtful about life. After returning, they looked left and right in the mirror. They didn't think that Xu Wenchan was inferior to Xu Wenchan!

So, why is she Xu Wenchan? ! !

At the same time, Xu Wenchan, the person involved, was also deeply confused with her swollen little face.

Unexpectedly, the part of "two men fighting one woman" in the script would fall on her, she couldn't even dream of it!

Mrs. Dingbeihou looked at her daughter worriedly. Yesterday she was worried about her daughter's marriage, but she didn't expect to come here today.

"A Chan, the queen begged to marry you for your second majesty, I can understand one or two. But what's the matter with little grandpa Xie?"

"I don't know what he thinks." Xu Wenchan drooped her head, weakly, and her head grew big after waves of things happened tonight.

"Actually, I think Grandpa Xie is a good person..." Mrs. Dingbeihou said warmly.

"Mother, it's impossible for me and him."

"Why?"

"The seventh brother likes the county lord of Qinghe. They are going to be married, but I have to call Qinghe a sister-in-law. I'll be with Xiaogong Xie again, what's the matter, generation...oh no, the relationship is messed up."

What's more, she didn’t mean anything to Little Grandpa Xie. Even for Xu Guangji’s blocking of the ball for Qinghe, she still despised Little Grandpa Xie in her heart. She felt that he was standing next to Qinghe and couldn’t protect her sister. It's useless.

Madam Dingbeihou was dumbfounded again, and it took a long time to find her own voice, "You said your seventh brother likes the county lord Qinghe?!"

My God, what day is today, how the news one after another, she almost can't bear it!

In order to shift the topic from her, Xu Wenchan sold her Seventh Brother without hesitation, and said everything she knew to Mrs. Dingbeihou.

After listening to Mrs. Dingbeihou, it took a long time to come back to her senses.

She pursed the corners of her lips, her face was serious. This involved her son and daughter. It seemed that she had to find a suitable opportunity to visit Princess Jingyang and have a good chat.

A bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the breeze is blowing, mixed with the rich fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus and the elegant fragrance of chrysanthemum.

Back on the sedan chair in the East Palace, Tao Ti talked with Pei Yan about the banquet all the way.

Thinking of Queen Zhou and Pei Changzhou's deflated expressions, Tao Ti was so happy, how could she be so cool.

After she was happy, she suddenly realized one thing, "His Royal Highness, why did you say Queen Zhou suddenly thought of letting Pei Changzhou marry A Chan? This is not right."

Xu Wenchan's facial features are well-shaped, and he has big eyes, but his skin is not white, his legs are not long and thin, and he weighs 120 kilograms. For a height of 1.63 meters, he is considered to be slightly fat. Meat girl.

However, Pei Changzhou is an old man who likes to have white, beautiful and long legs. Xu Wenchan is completely contrary to his aesthetic standards, but he can still "show his mind" grandiosely.

This is weird.

Pei Yan's eyes were slightly cold, and he sneered, "It's probably because I heard that my body can recover.

Tao Ti was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted, frowning, "I said, that's the case. But it's disgusting that she actually hit A Chan with the abacus."

Pei Yan raised his hand and rubbed her hair, and said warmly, "Don't worry, if you make such a fuss, her abacus will be lost. The father is not so foolish, and the queen can think of it, and the father can naturally think of it. "

Thinking of Emperor Zhaokang's attitude tonight, Tao Ti was relieved.

After returning to the Hall of Yaoguang, the two took a bath and rinsed separately.

In the dead of night, there were a few cicadas crying from time to time.

Tao Ti was wearing a blue-and-white gown, standing in front of the window, staring at the bright moon in the sky.

The house must be very lively right now, parents and uncles gather together to make a big table of food.

She remembered last year's Mid-Autumn Festival. Uncle Thirteen didn't know where he made a one-ton moon cake, which was spectacular in the yard. This has to be eaten by ordinary people. I am afraid that I can eat it for a year, but their family will eat it in one night.

I don't know what tricks Uncle Thirteen will do this year.

Tao Ti gently rubbed the jade bell in her hand. She stringed the jade bell with the red string sent by Pei Yan. Anyway, she didn't know what the bell was, so she simply wore it on her hand as a decoration.

After thinking about the scene in the modern home for a while, and then thinking that Qiong Qi was about to leave Chang'an in the near future, Tao Ti felt a faint melancholy.

Suddenly, she felt warm.

Tao Ti tilted her head slightly, but saw that Pei Yan had come over.

Pei Yan was dressed in a pale white bedclothes, with long black hair hanging down. He put his arms around her waist from behind, his chin against her shoulders, and his voice was gentle, "What are you thinking?"

"A little homesick." She didn't hide it.

Pei Yanxian's thick eyelashes moved slightly, and Yong Weihou and his wife attended the palace banquet tonight, but she was not very affectionate. It can be seen that when she said homesickness, she did not mean Yongweihoufu.

He whispered, "The Rong Di mission will leave in three days."

Tao Ti said, "Ashnaqi told me today."

Pei Yan's arms around her waist tightened, "I can take you to send him off."

Tao Ti was surprised and turned to look at him, "His Royal Highness, you..."

Pei Yan met her clear eyes and curled up the corners of her lips calmly, "Anyway, he can't take you away, it doesn't matter if you send it away."

Seeing that he was not joking, Tao Ti curled up her eyes, like a crescent, and said softly, "Your Highness, thank you, you are the best."

Seeing her pure and bright smile, Pei Yan's throat moved up and down, and his voice was hoarse, "It seems that verbal thanks are not enough."

Tao Ti was taken aback, thought about it, and said, "Then I will make you a crab feast tomorrow."

Pei Yan's slender fingers passed through her hair and held the back of her head, Qing Jun's handsome face gradually approached, her thin lips rubbed against the corners of her mouth, and she said dumbly, "Gu just wants to eat you now."

His scorching breath fell on her face, and her white skin suddenly became crimson.

Pei Yan blocked her lips.

Both of them wore only a thin bedclothes, and they were so close, she clearly felt his hot body, as if it was about to melt her.

He pinched her waist with both hands and pushed her against the wall.

The cold and bright moonlight spilled in from the open window, and a few strands of tree shadows cast on the smooth ground, the light and shadow were mottled, the tree shadows trembled, and the two figures were also entangled.

The man's arm strength is very good, supporting her firmly, as if nailing her to the wall, with his back next to the cold wall.

His sleeping clothes are still neat, and the moonlight falls on his shoulders, hair, and face, and he is cold and dusty like an immortal who has strayed into the world.

When you can see the offline, the fairy is doing extremely crazy things, wanton, violently, and sinking.

Jiao Yin tactfully, powder fragrant and sweaty, willow branches sway gently.

The man's face was also stained with a faint red, sweat came out of his forehead, the muscles of his arms were bulging, his black eyes became deeper and deeper, and there was an inescapable desire inside.

I don't know how long it took, his eyes were red, and he hugged the fragrant body in his arms, shaking with each other.

Tao Ti felt that she was about to die, and her whole person was in Pei Yan's arms.

Seeing that his clothes are still in order, he is a little unconvinced. Why is she doing this? He is still well-dressed.

She stretched out her hand to pull at his skirt, Pei Yan bit her earlobe, "Come on?"

Tao Ti shrank her shoulders, and said in a low voice, "It's no longer possible."

Seeing her timid look, Pei Yan only felt her body warm again.

Tao Ti noticed his reaction, and immediately stopped. Poorly raised a small face, his voice begged softly, "His Royal Highness, it's late at night, let's wash and sleep."

Her eyes were clear and lingering, and there were some tears in her eyes. The pale pink of her porcelain-white skin was a charming effect that even the best rouge could not achieve.

Pei Yan raised his hand to cover her eyes.

She looked at him this way, and he couldn't bear it even more.

After a while, he raised his voice and ordered outside to prepare hot water, then he hugged her softly and walked to the bed.

As soon as Tao Ti touched the bed, she immediately lay down relaxed, tired.

The posture just now particularly tested her balance. She was suspended in the air, she could only hold his neck tightly, for fear of falling off.

Looking back now, although tired, it is quite exciting.

She buried her hot face in the pillow, spitting out her mind for a while, and defamating Pei Yan's false demeanor, where did she learn so many tricks.

Pei Yan lowered his eyes and looked at her smooth back and the traces he accidentally pinched on her waist. His eyes moved slightly.

"I will rub your waist for you." He said.

"Take it lightly." Tao Ti's waist was really sore right now, and he didn't refuse.

At first she closed her eyes and enjoyed it. Gradually, something went wrong--

"Knead your waist, where are your hands!"

The fierce condemnation soon turned into a begging for mercy.

The water-red curtain embroidered with pomegranates hanging on the bed slowly hangs down, covering a charming room.

Outside the hall, Linglong blushed, coughed lightly, turned around and said to the little eunuchs, "The hot water that has just been prepared may not be used for a while. The stove will continue to burn, and it will be added later."

The little eunuchs understood, and retired with joy.

Linglong looked up at the bright moon with a smile in her eyes. As long as the prince and the princess continue to be in love like this, they might become a family of three by this time next year.