Lingbo Luanqing Song

There should be some news from the front line. Zhao Ling was invited by Jin Se to the study, while Zhao Mingge was led all the way to the pear garden of Prince Yong's Mansion by the maid.

In early summer, the garden is full of pear blossoms, and the pink and white petals drift with the breeze, like a dream.A small pavilion was built in the pear garden, in which there were several cases and wine vessels.

Sitting in the pavilion, Zhao Mingge recalled the portrait of the former empress in Zhao Ling's room while cooking wine. Except for an extra line of lower left corner, it was exactly the same as the portrait that had been hanging in the concubine's room.She had never heard anyone talk about the relationship between the mother concubine and the former empress, recalling the words she overheard when she was a child, the conjectures in her mind were inadvertently confirmed again.

Putting aside the seemingly obvious answer, Zhao Mingge looked around the pear orchard. She never knew that besides the Lihua Terrace in her own palace and the Lichun Garden in the imperial palace, there was such a large pear grove in the Yongwang Mansion in this capital.

While the pear blossoms were floating, Zhao Ling, dressed in a plain white brocade robe, came from a distance. The pink and white pear blossoms adorning the brocade robe seemed to melt into the light rain and slowly drift down to the In front of Zhao Mingge's eyes.

This woman who has always been full of mystery turned out to have an unusual life experience as I expected.The aura of the king in Langzhou city, and the confidence in the city, but always looks a little stupid in front of her. She looked at the only direct blood of the current emperor, and a trace of sadness welled up in her heart.

Zhao Mingge handed a cup of cooked pear blossom wine to Zhao Ling, and when he raised his eyes, the silhouette of Tsinghua University brightened the eyes of the visitor,

"Here, Princess Heng, come and have a taste of the pear blossom brew I cooked myself?"

After drinking three cups in a row, Zhao Ling's face was slightly flushed, and a breeze blew by, and a pear blossom coincidentally landed on the flushed cheek.

"do not move!"

Zhao Mingge stood up, leaned over through the table of cooking wine, and reached out to caress Zhao Ling's cheek. The delicate and jade-like skin seemed to be broken by blowing bullets, and the temperature from her fingertips made her feel that kind of tenderness again The familiar strange throbbing, this should be the second time she touched this woman's cheek, it made her reluctant to move her hand away for a moment.

"You, what are you doing?!"

Zhao Ling shuddered, as if recovering from a slightly drunken state.

"You have a pear blossom on your face".

As if to prove something, Zhao Mingge lightly twisted up the petals and placed them on the tip of Zhao Ling's nose,

"Here, look~"

At this time, Zhao Ling's face became even redder, it can be said that it was completely red.Zhao Mingge looked at Zhao Lingzheng, who had flushed cheeks on both sides and a little pink pear blossom on the tip of the nose in the middle, and looked at him who was stupidly silent, and finally couldn't help laughing.

Feeling that his thoughts had been seen through, Zhao Ling stood up abruptly, as if flustered and at a loss.

"That... did you bring the words I asked you for last time?"

Zhao Mingge was probably startled by her words, he took out a well-made black kit from his bosom in a daze and said, "It's inside".

Zhao Ling didn't even look at it, he snatched it into his arms, turned around and left in three steps at a time, leaving only Zhao Mingge sitting where he still hadn't recovered from his senses.

'This girl is really stupid! '

Zhao Mingge looked at Zhao Ling who seemed to be running away and shook his head with a smile, and tasted the pear blossom wine in his cup, his thoughts seemed to be carried away by a familiar scene. ． ．

I don't know if she is a relative of a royal family in Beijing who came to the mansion as a guest, but she ran to Lihua Terrace in Nanyuan.When I found her, she was looking at me and my concubine mother in a daze.The concubine mother seemed very happy to see her, her eyes were shining, and she was gently beckoning her over.I stopped playing "Feng Qiuhuang" and looked at the different eyes of the concubine mother, as if she was a child who was robbed of candy.She approached in the rain of flowers, and wanted to get rid of the hidden crack in my hand when she opened her mouth. I was a little angry and wanted to get her drunk.

As soon as it entered the throat, a lovely blush appeared on the soft and waxy face.A gust of wind blew by, and standing beside her, I stretched out my hand to wipe away the few petals that fell on her head. Unexpectedly, the girl stood up suddenly, and asked incoherently to get rid of my hidden crack!Then, as if afraid of my repentance, I immediately ran away.

Oh, what a nasty little girl!

"Why is Princess Shao here alone?" A man in a brocade robe came from outside the pavilion, as gentle as jade.

Zhao Mingge looked at the man's attire, stood up and smiled politely, "I've seen the little prince".

Si Yangke nodded slightly, and the two sat down.

"The princess is just like when she was a child, a sweet smile made the whole early summer garden lose its color."

Zhao Mingge didn't think that the little prince who had never met before would say this in the first sentence when he sat down, so he couldn't help being stunned.

Si Yangke also filled a glass of wine for himself, and said unhurriedly: "At least in the eyes of Sister She."

After taking a sip of the pear blossom brew, Xu felt it was elegant, so Si Yangke put down his cup.

"Master Shao, do you know that King Mu lost a series of battles in the south a few years ago, why did King Yong's mansion come forward to intercede in front of the Holy One? You also know how much pressure King Mu was under in the court after you left with Na Li Jin, so that the army's morale was unstable. Why did my father Will you lend the Tiger Talisman in your hand so that Zhao Mingde can call out the Royal Guards to go to the front to stabilize the army, and let Prince Mu and his son take advantage of this opportunity to win a big victory in one go?"

Si Yangke looked at the puzzled Zhao Mingge and said indifferently: "It's all because of Ling'er. She said to help you, so our father and son will do it."

With the sweet wind caressing his cheeks, Zhao Mingge felt that inexplicable thing buried in his body earlier suddenly burst out of the ground.

"she..."

"Have you ever noticed that Ling'er's eyes are shining when she looks at you?" Si Yangke asked seriously.

When the pupils in Zhao Mingge's memory met his own, they mostly dodged.

"Master Heng and I...were we acquainted when we were young?"

"Brother is also tasting wine here!"

Zhao Ling beckoned to the people in the pavilion from a distance, interrupting Si Yangke's opening mouth just now.

Sitting aside, Zhao Mingge watched Si Yangke come out of the pavilion and patted Zhao Ling's head lovingly. When he looked at her, there was a warm and forbearing light in his eyes.

"You left Master Shao here alone to blow the wind, can't I come and say hello?"

Zhao Ling smiled awkwardly, and thought, "I was very nervous when I was in front of her, just like just now, I ran out with the kit for some reason, and walked around the courtyard four or five times before calming down." In a good mood, it's easy for me. ． ． '

"It's getting late, if you stay with Princess Shao for a while, you should send her back to the mansion. Now that Prince Mu and his son are not in the mansion, Princess Shao finally came back, so let her spend more time with Princess Mu."

He stood up and said, "I won't bother you anymore."

When he completely concealed his figure in the pear blossoms in the distance, he looked back at the two people in the pavilion, but his gaze was extremely complicated, and he turned and left after a while.

"What do you look like when you say you like someone?" Zhao Mingge said leisurely looking at Si Yangke's distant figure.

Zhao Ling paused with the hand holding the wine glass, but did not answer.

Zhao Mingge put another glass of wine into his mouth, "Your brother said that when he likes someone to look at her, his eyes will shine. Does that count as a figure that will appear in his mind at some point? A casual touch will Does it count if you let your heart beat more than that? Does it count as warming your heart when you think of that person?"

Zhao Mingge stood up staggeringly, and Zhao Ling who was on the side hurriedly got up to help him up. Looking at Zhao Mingge who was a little drunk, Zhao Ling turned his head to look at the wine jug that had already been drunk, and couldn't help frowning, complaining slightly in his tone: "Why did you drink so much..."

Reluctantly, he put one arm around Zhao Mingge's waist, put her arm on his shoulder with the other and walked out of the pear garden.But who knew that the drunk Zhao Mingge was not honest at all, walking and drawing circles with both hands and feet, causing the passers-by in the pear garden to cover their mouths and laugh.Zhao Ling frowned even more. She let go of Zhao Mingge from her hands, hugged her sideways, and strode towards her room.

The warm fragrance that is close at hand floods the tip of the nose, like the strongest wine, straight into the heart.Zhao Mingge in her arms opened her slightly drunken eyes, but her eyes were very clear. She stretched out her hands to wrap around Zhao Ling's neck, and let Zhao Ling carry her out of the pear garden.

Prince Yong's Mansion was very large, and when Zhao Ling carried Zhao Mingge into his room, his arms were already extremely numb.When he finally put Zhao Mingge on his bed and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he found that the hands around his neck suddenly moved forward, Zhao Ling's center of gravity was unstable, and his two red lips were pressed together unexpectedly.Zhao Ling's eyes widened, his first reaction was to get up and run away, but he found that Zhao Mingge's arms were still tightly gripping his neck and he couldn't move.

Zhao Ling felt that the person under her was gently kissing her lips, and then moved to her lips to suck slowly. She had never felt that soft touch before, and she was a little scared and flustered.At this time, she felt that a tongue was trying to pry open her tightly closed teeth, taking away her breath, gentle and domineering.

Seeing that several times failed, Zhao Mingge finally angrily bit her lips hard. Zhao Ling felt the pain and regained consciousness in an instant. Panting, he staggered back a few steps in a row, his ears filled with the sound of his frantic heartbeat.

"Ming...Ming Ge, you're drunk"

Zhao Mingge sat up and met Zhao Ling's eyes, his clear eyes were shining,

"Ling'er, I like you"