Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

The long red candle shines in a bright room.

Leng Qingtang held his breath, gently raised his arm, and hugged the woman who was about to be happy for several times.

Her confession and her grievances moved him deeply, and the accumulation of ice and snow in his heart instantly melted and disappeared.

The sweet wife has a light body, and his graceful curves closely match his vigorous and strong body. The thick and long green silk exudes a scent of fragrance, which makes him suddenly feel a touch of sweetness when he is greedily touched.

"Husband, you forgive me, okay?"

The little woman in her arms pleaded, and her delicate body's delicate movements brought out a slightly uneasy itch, like a worm climbing softly, teasing Leng Qingtang's heart.

"……it is good."

His gaze fell into a cloud, and only after a dull promise in Yun Xi's ear, he reached out his hand to lift the grinning bug, turned his head and threw it onto the bed.

His kiss seemed to trap her in hot hot springs, surrounding her tightly, making her limbs feel soft and irresistible.

Her catkins, like jade, touched his broad arms little by little.

After several ears and temples, he leaned against her ear, his voice trembled in a low voice:

"Lady... Yunxi, have a baby for me..."

This night, the cold wave swept outside the attic, and the wind whimpered like weeping. The attic is full of spring, a lingering look.

...

When everything was over, when he was about to rest, Yun Xi finally raised his eyelids lazily.

Seeing the messy red marks on the slender arms of her husband Jun Jianbai, she felt a little ashamed while feeling distressed.

Leng Qingtang didn't care, he embraced her with one hand, eyes full of shining light.

Head to head with her, he smiled faintly, Junyi's face showed a hint of passion:

"No wonder people say that the husband is fighting at the end of the bed, and I believe it today."

Yunxi flushed, buried his head on his warm chest, and asked quietly:

"Husband, are you thirsty? It's midnight, and there is red bean honey milk soup simmering in the pot. I'll go get a bowl for your husband."

Leng Qingtang took her little hand and kissed her, reluctantly said:

"No, it's too cold, there is tea on the table, let's just drink some."

He propped up his upper body on his elbows, looked down at Yun Xi, and magnified in front of her with a wicked smile:

"It's better to pour tea for the lady first for the husband, the lady just chanted wonderfully, and the throat is the most in need at this time."

Yun Xi was so embarrassed that he turned to get out of bed, and turned around and yelled:

"My husband's words and deeds are getting stronger and stronger now. I'll go to the restaurant to serve my husband's soup, right as a supper, you don't want to drink it."

When the door was opened, a cool breeze poured in, and Leng Qingtang hurriedly drilled his bare half of his body into the quilt.

Thinking of the future life of the husband and wife alone, the warm and happy pictures made him fascinated, the corners of his mouth were smiling and his eyes were light and light like the dawn.

Leng Qingtang slept very deep that night, and when she woke up, she felt dry and dry, and her head was groggy and uneasy.

He didn't know that the bowl of red bean honey milk soup he drank last night was pre-made by Yunxi. Narrowly got up and dressed, he poured two cups of tea on the table and drank it.

The left **** was painful and unwell.

Leng Qingtang flipped his palm and examined it carefully, and saw a suspicious and sudden blood spot on his fingertips.

Are there fleas, or unknown bugs?

Leng Qingtang couldn't help worrying, and beat and tidied the mattress and pillow again.

He was not afraid of these nasty blood-sucking worms, and he was a big man with a rough skin and a bite.

However, the blood of young women is the sweetest, and they must not be allowed to hurt their little wife.

When I reached the top of the stairs, I heard bursts of laughter from the first floor, which was extremely lively.

Going down, I saw Yun Xi, Lu Qiange, and South China Jiyan sitting around a table in the hall, talking while eating.

There are several delicacies on the table, all in color, fragrance, and coveted.

In the middle is a large sea of ​​ten-flavored wok, which is prosperous and appealing to appetite.

"Uncle woke up?"

Lu Qiange stood up and arched his hands to greet him, and a faint light flashed across his clear purple eyes with a smile.

Today he made a special trip to the door, just to get two things the wizard needs.

South China Ji Yan came with him to apologize to Yun Xi face to face.

In front of her, South China Ji Yan would naturally put on a posture, pretending to have no knowledge of even the blood alliance.

Between relatives and friends, there is nothing better than clearing the clouds and clearing up the misunderstanding.

Yun Xi was immediately overjoyed, leaving him two for lunch, and the main course was the long-awaited Shixiang Wok of South China Jiyan.

Leng Qingtang looked at the three people at the table with a surprised expression:

"Is it time for lunch, how long have I slept?"

Yunxi had been secretly worried when he was eating. Her husband had never slept for such a long time.

She even wondered if the dose of the sweat medicine was a bit sharper last night?

Seeing him standing in front of everyone now, his complexion remained the same, but he was slightly less energetic, so he was relieved.

I think he worked during the day and at night yesterday, after which he was given a slight amount of medicinal soup.

It would be really weird if it was as bright as usual when you got up!

"You... are all here?"

Leng Qingtang turned lightly to South China Ji Yan, smiling.

I saw her arguing with Lu Qiange the day before yesterday, and the two of them are coming together now, and they are big girls with a big smile. It seems that the love knot between the couple has been solved.

"Hey, I specially came to see my aunt..."

South China Jiyan’s lips moved sweetly, she held Leng Qingtang’s arm to lead him to the main position, and she personally clothed her with clean dishes:

"Uncle, I was not good that day, I was impatient, and I ran away without waiting for my family to explain. I was wrong. Just now, my aunt has forgiven me, so don't be familiar with me."

"Oh?"

Leng Qingtang looked at her with eyebrows, half jokingly said:

"You spoiled temper, that is, Huaer takes care of you."

South China Ji Yan instantly turned red cheeks, and slightly lowered her head embarrassedly:

"Oh, isn't it because of that thing? Why did the aunt want to tell her uncle in advance, will cause a misunderstanding."

"what?"

Leng Qingtang turned his puzzled expression to Yun Xi.

She took a bowl of white rice and put it next to him, pushed a brocade box away, her pink lips curled up:

"Look at it."

Leng Qingtang opened the lid of the brocade box embroidered with the pomegranate tree in the royal blue, his eyes solidified slightly, and he exclaimed:

"What a beautiful fan pendant!"

The long red gold twisted silk chain was wound around the fingertips, and he looked at the ornament.

The large egg-sized Langcai gilt gilt ball is made with extremely fine filigree technique, just like a small armillary sphere.

Under the scented ball, there are eighty-one bean-sized Tianchi algae beads strung together with tassels.

Raising your hand to let the scented ball hang in front of your eyes, as the hollowed out round thing slowly rotates, the incense cup inside the double shaft is always stable.

It can be seen that the original designer really took a lot of thought when creating this elegant object.

South China Jiyan left her seat and leaned to the side of Leng Qingtang, joyfully saying:

"My aunt knows that you have got Grandpa's white jade flute, and has always wanted to find something unique to match it. Quan should be a token of love for you."

"A token of love?"

"Yeah, didn't you give your aunt a superb bracelet as a token? Aunt said, now you are going to visit the church, and the person is also yours. You must have a decent affection to express her right Your mind."

The girl was articulate, shook her head and shook her head in a playful way, and could almost speak the fake.

Leng Qingtang's heart was soft, his arms stretched out to hook Yunxi's thin waist on the neighbor, a soft and warm voice entangled in her ears:

"Thank you lady, I like this token very much. I was wrong before, and I blamed the lady."

Lu Qiange interjected:

"Uncle, you and your aunt have gone through so many twists and turns before they came together. Naturally, your aunt cherishes the relationship with you.

She came to Xiyi with you. She was unfamiliar with her place and she didn't know where to find a decent craft shop. If she didn't find me, who would she find? Blame Ji Yan, nothing happens! "

Ji Yan from South China hurriedly helped:

"Yes, yeah, I'm all to blame. It was my silly brain that made this farce. I fined myself three glasses of wine."

He picked up Lu Qiange's wine glass and drank it with his head up.

The next moment to catch the wine jar, Lu Qiange held his hand:

"Auntie, don't do it anymore."

"Oh, let me drink, I am happy today..."

She shook her waist coquettishly, muttering in her mouth.

"Hiss... approve and accept it," Lu Qiange raised her purple eyes suddenly, winking at her:

"Sit down for me!"

The girl stuck her tongue out and immediately followed suit.

Gu Yunxi smiled gently and said to Leng Qingtang:

"Husband, you can hook this smoke ball to the white jade flute later."

Leng Qingtang nodded:

"Well, what the lady said is what she said. It's just that although the flute is wonderful, it was given to me by my brother who doesn't understand the rhythm. It's really violent."

Lu Qiange laughed:

"Aunt Hengshu has the true story of his elder uncle in terms of rhythm. Uncle, when do you want to listen to the flute, just let your aunt play one piece."

Yunxi waved his hand in embarrassment: "Don't talk, I like to make food better than playing the flute."

South China Ji Yan swallowed a piece of hibiscus duck breast, jokingly:

"My aunt is really born to work hard. I can't take time off."

While talking and laughing, Yun Xi and Lu Qiange quietly looked at each other at a table apart.

She pursed her lips and chuckles, nodding slightly.

His purple eyes blinked silently as a response.

Some words know each other well and don't have to say them on the spot.

This time, Lu Qiange used an exquisite enamel smoked ball to subtly resolve the estrangement between her and her husband.

For this, Yun Xi was grateful.

...

The Dongzhou restaurant in the twilight hung string of colorful lights, and the building was full of guests.

On the vast quiet street outside the restaurant, three men dressed in Central Plains costumes stood among the black shadows of the heavy buildings, and their slightly anxious eyes were frequently cast toward the lintel of the restaurant, as if waiting for someone.

Finally, the two people in the restaurant walked out quickly, and for a moment of vigilant publicity, they threw a dumpling toothpick and walked to the front of the three.

One person said:

"I have all inquired clearly. The two people have a contract with the restaurant, and they will come here regularly to deliver what spices. Do you want the brothers to ambush in advance and come to the scene to catch people?"

One of the three was in charge, frowned and said:

"No, the ambush is to ambush, but the prince of the capital of the month must not be stunned, and it is better to follow the vines and touch the melons, so that you can touch the hiding place of the two of them, and everything will be determined by the holy."

Surprised at the man's face:

"Could it be, long live he..."

The person in charge raises his hand:

"Let's discuss the matter again, let's go!":,,