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"Mr. Jiang, you have been tired from the journey. Why don't you go and rest for a while? I'll ask someone to pass the food around and then I'll treat you to it myself!"

Jiang Lan was indeed sleepy. After hearing Rong Gui's words, she didn't show any pretense and followed her to the guest house to rest!

Song Xiang was led to the guest house by Pearl. When he saw Shuangming and Jiang Qingyan playing chess, he hurriedly walked over.

As he walked, he shouted excitedly: "Ayan!"

Suddenly hearing Song Xiang's voice, Jiang Qingyan thought it was an auditory hallucination. He shook his head with a smile and dropped his voice.

Song Xiang was anxious and shouted again: "Ayan!"

Jiang Qingyan raised his head in disbelief and suddenly stood up. The chess piece in his hand fell on the table, disrupting the good chess game.

"Master Wife! I'm not dreaming!" Jiang Qingyan walked over quickly, holding Song Xiang into his arms with a smile, "How did you know I was here?"

"I just met my mother-in-law in the main hall, and I knew you were coming to Xuanyang!"

Jiang Qingyan lowered his head on Song Xiang's back, his chest overflowing with joy. He put his arms around Song Xiang, caressed her waist, and expressed his longing for her: "Since we broke up, I miss you every day, have you ever missed me? "

"Think about it! How could you not want to!" Song Xiang hugged Jiang Qingyan tightly, trying to embed him into his bones, "Don't leave me again, okay?"

Jiang Qingyan nodded subconsciously: "If I don't leave, I want to stay with my wife!"

Loosening his hand around Song Xiang's waist, Jiang Qingyan led her back to the room, his eyes full of affection.

"My wife, a long separation is better than a new marriage. You won't ask me to endure it, right?" Jiang Qingyan kissed Song Xiang's lips domineeringly, held her head, and couldn't wait to take it from the tip of his tongue.

Song Xiang put his arms around Jiang Qingyan's neck, tilted his head up and immersed himself in his kiss.

After a while, Jiang Qingyan picked up Song Xiang, carried her to the embroidered couch, laid her down, leaned over and kissed her.

He kissed her hurriedly, his hands were messy, and it took him a long time to untie her girdle.

Song Xiang pulled it open and let him pick it.

Jiang Qingyan pulled his hands outward, and the fair and moist flesh immediately jumped out. He eagerly climbed on the soft hand and kneaded it as much as he could.

The lips touched the ear, followed the earlobe downward, and licked all the way.

The hot breath touched every inch of the skin, and finally stopped in the hidden valley: "My wife, is it okay?"

"No!" Without even thinking about it, Song Xiang hurriedly refused, but Jiang Qingyan turned a deaf ear. He stretched out his hand and fiddled with it, "Why refuse?"

Jiang Qingyan pressed her lips together, bringing out a hint of honey.

"Ah~"

Intensive moans continued one after another...

After a while, Jiang Qingyan covered Song Xiang, exerting all the power of lingering and pathos. First, he fell head over heels with him, and then their bodies intertwined with each other, splitting the moon, and they spent an hour together.

"My wife, are you satisfied?"

Song Xiang bit Jiang Qingyan's shoulder like a punishment: "Be honest, who did you learn this from?"

"My wife really wants to know?"

Song Xiang blushed and nodded.

Jiang Qingyan leaned close to Song Xiang's ear and said in a low voice: "Of course he is a scholar!"

"Master Shushu?" After thinking about it, Song Xiang lightly punched Jiang Qingyan's chest with his pink fist, and said shyly: "You're not serious!"

"Only my wife would say that about me!"

Song Xiang lay quietly on Jiang Qingyan's chest, frowning and asked: "Is your trip dangerous?"

"Why was there no news when you left?" Song Xiang guessed, "Did you take a secluded road? Can't get any news?"

"My wife, don't ask, please? I really don't want to involve my wife in an unreasonable disaster!"

Hearing Jiang Qingyan say this, Song Xiang's curiosity aroused even more: "My closest husband is involved in the case, how can I stay out of it?"

"Ayan, we, husband and wife, are one. If something happens to you, will I be able to live alone?"

Jiang Qingyan sealed Song Xiang's lips with his index finger and said softly: "It's not that serious. Wife, don't think too much."

"Okay! If Ayan doesn't say it, then don't say it!"

Jiang Qingyan smiled helplessly, pinched her cheek and asked: "I have passed the national examination, have the results been posted?"

"It's posted, Ayan. I only got second place in the exam and didn't pass the exam for the case capital. Do you think I'm useless? I couldn't even pass the exam for the case capital..."

"Have you been admitted as a scholar?" Jiang Qingyan looked happy and said to Yourong, "My wife is really amazing!"

"My wife, don't belittle yourself. Whether you pass the examination for the head of the case depends entirely on the examiner's preference and has nothing to do with your wife's talent and learning..."

But Song Xiang was not happy. If he didn't pass the exam, he couldn't be selected as a Gongsheng student. If he didn't get selected as a Gongsheng student, he wouldn't be able to enter the Imperial College, and he couldn't stand upright beside Jiang Qingyan.

Not only that, she also had some selfish motives of her own. Another reason she wanted to go to the capital was to find Qian Shuxing and ask him why he made his own decision and abandoned her!

Alas, it's a pity that after all, it was just one move away.

"Ayan, if I fail to pass the exam, will you still follow me?"

His mother-in-law, Jiang Lan, disliked him a lot, and he was just a scholar. For Jiang Qingyan, the proud son of heaven, his status was too low, too low to be worthy of him.

Fortunately, Jiang Qingyan didn't dislike her background and offered her his own life.

"Master Wife, why are you worrying about gains and losses today?"

Song Xiang didn't know why she suddenly lost her self-confidence. Looking at Jiang Qingyan, who was knowledgeable and handsome, she couldn't help feeling ashamed of herself.

"Ayan, you come from a rich family and are immersed in poetry, literature and music. Unlike me, my mother-in-law said that you can even marry a princess..."

"I'm afraid that my status is too low to protect you. If I'm oppressed by an official woman and my marriage is wiped out, I..."

A look of distress flashed in Jiang Qingyan's eyes. It seemed that the true identity of his wife had to be checked, lest she think about it over and over again and feel that she was not worthy of him and ruin the marriage.

"Master Wife, you must not take my mother's words seriously. If she has the intention of asking you to leave me, you must not agree, okay?"

Song Xiang nodded almost imperceptibly, and said guiltily: "Ayan, a lot of things have happened since you left..."

"My classmates and I came to Fucheng to take the exam and stayed overnight at Qingying Temple outside the city. On the second day, we met Mr. Wei who was wearing sackcloth and mourning. He was the only son of Wei Ruixue, the former minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs. He stopped because his mother and father died and there was no money to bury him. In the spiritual temple, I helped him bury his parents, but he felt that the big thing in his heart was over, and he wanted to die. In desperation, I took him with me... After he learned that I had a husband, he went out of the city alone, and was almost killed. Someone insults...Ayan, I took him as my husband, can you blame me?"

Jiang Qingyan was startled, but he did not expect that Song Xiang would have a relationship with Wei Tingxun: "My wife, I have met him at the flower appreciation banquet. Wei Tingxun is neither arrogant nor impetuous. He is a gentle and polite young man. Just accept it." !”

He agreed so readily that Song Xiang couldn't help but be stunned. The next words were stuck in his throat, and he didn't know whether he should tell him or not.