Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

Xi Maobai never expected that after living most of his life and serving as an official for so many years, he would one day have dinner at the same table as the current emperor.

The key is that Diheng also called him "father-in-law" and Han "mother-in-law".

And the brat in his family who was so fearless that day actually dared to call His Majesty "brother-in-law."

During this meal, he had thought countless times that this was the last meal for their family, and he also thought about the scene of more than 40 members of the Xi family being dragged to the guillotine and beheaded.

But the fact is that he really thought too much, and Di Heng was not angry at all.

After dinner, Xi Maobai, who hadn't eaten much at all, was now looking forward to his daughter taking His Majesty away as soon as possible. His old bones really couldn't withstand such a big stimulation.

Father-in-law, he really doesn’t dare to be the emperor’s father-in-law.

Xi Nuojin was carried by Di Heng onto the horse and sat down. He turned around and said to his parents, "Dad, grandma, Jin'er is gone. I'll see you again in a few days."

"it is good."

Xi Nujin said to Xi Zixuan again: "Study hard, my sister is waiting for your good news in the palace."

"Sister, don't worry, Zixuan will definitely pass the examination as a scholar." He not only wanted to pass the examination as a scholar, but also got the first place.

Xi Zixuan will be taking the college entrance examination soon. Recently, she has been reviewing her homework with Mr. Anonymous. Today, she and her husband took half a day off because they knew she was going home.

After Di Heng nodded slightly to them, he got on his horse and quickly disappeared in front of Xi's house.

Back in the palace, Di Heng took her off the horse, and a tasseled purse fell out of Xi Nuo's brocade sleeves.

Before she had time to pick it up, Di Heng picked it up quickly. The purse was exquisitely made, and the two mandarin ducks embroidered on it were even more lifelike. He thought it looked good at a glance: "Is this made by Jin'er?"

"Well, I gave it to my husband." Xi Nuojin took the purse and tied it around his waist.

"Thank you, madam." Di Heng looked at her lovingly and raised his hand to straighten her wind-blown hair.

"As long as your husband likes it." The little imperial concubine smiled sweetly and obediently.

The two of them walked to Jinyu Palace hand in hand lovingly and sweetly.

After returning to the palace and resting for a while, Di Heng went to take a bath.

The little imperial concubine's steps were very light, but she was still heard by Di Heng, who was concentrating in the bath with his eyes closed.

He didn't expect that the little imperial concubine would come in at this time.

When she put her hands on his shoulders, Di Heng turned around and hugged her down.

"Husband, hmm~"

The two of them were close together, Di Heng's handsome face magnified in front of her, and he kissed her with his thin lips.

After the kiss ended, the little imperial concubine put her hands on his shoulders and gasped, her lips numb: "Yundan, where are you injured? Why didn't you tell me?"

Before she came in, she saw the little eunuch who was waiting for Di Heng to take a bath and took away the plain clothes he wore when he left the palace today. There was a little blood on it.

Di Heng saw the concern and nervousness in the little imperial concubine's eyes, raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and touched her cheek with his warm fingertips: "Jin'er, my husband is not injured. The clothes on his clothes are those of the assassins." Blood."

It was a pity that he and Jin'er's first "couple outfit" couldn't be worn a second time if it was stained with blood. He thought about having someone take it and dispose of it quietly, but the little imperial concubine still saw it.

"My wife is already here, let's take a bath with your husband." Di Heng grabbed the little imperial concubine and randomly checked whether he had any injured hands, his voice was hoarse.

The hot spring water in the bath wetted the little imperial concubine's white tulle dress, which clung tightly to her fair skin. Her black hair was also wetted by the water, scattered on both sides of her face, and hanging down on her shoulders and lower back. , a pair of bright and beautiful eyes blinked, and she took a handful of water and poured it on Di Heng: "Then I will wait for you to bathe."

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An entire hour later, Di Heng carried the drowsy little concubine out of the bath, returned to the inner room, put her on the bed, extinguished the candle, and put her arms around her.