I was sent back to the furnace by my wife again.

As the saying goes, a little farewell is better than a newlywed. Although the two are in bed, they are not sleepy.

In the dark room, Gu Yue could clearly see her A-Sheng's eyes shining brightly, looking at her without blinking. She was a little puzzled while being shy. Could it be that A-Sheng of her family can also see at night?

After thinking about it, she put on an angry expression, and her family, A Sheng, was still as happy as before.

Putting on another surprised expression, her family's Ah Sheng's smile remained undiminished, and she still liked her like a baby.

It turned out that she couldn't see her clearly, Gu Yue breathed a sigh of relief, finally she wasn't so shy, she couldn't help but touched her belly, and thought to herself that now it's more expensive to depend on a mother than a child, how could A Sheng look at her like this in the past.

"I didn't expect that the two of us would have children. I'm so happy, Yueer, you are amazing." Chu Sheng praised.

After the second watch, she still didn't feel sleepy, her mind was completely occupied by surprises, and she hadn't calmed down after a day of excitement.

A soft and boneless jade hand brushed over and covered Chu Sheng's mouth, accompanied by a coquettish voice: "Stop talking, how many times have you said it today, are you ashamed?"

Chu Sheng stretched out his tongue and licked her palm without even thinking about it. Gu Yue was so shocked that he quickly withdrew his hand and blamed again: "You...you are too much, obviously you were not like this before..."

"I don't know, I'm too excited and I can't control myself." Chu Sheng covered his face, depressed.

She doesn't know why, she seems to have turned into a cat now, and her wife is the catnip, which makes her obsessed and likes it very much.

"Could it be that your behavior before was deceiving me? You got cheap and acted like a good boy?" Gu Yue narrowed his eyes, looking at Chu Sheng's eyes with a little shame and indignation.

This guy looked serious, but he didn't expect his heart to be weak, and he calmly forced himself to seduce her...

"Ah?" Chu Sheng was puzzled, why did he lie to his wife?

Gu Yue didn't answer, she frowned and thought for a while, thinking that this seems to be a good idea, although other people's family may be dominated by Jun Yang, but it's also a kind of fun for them.

Thinking about it, Gu Yue reached out and hooked Chu Sheng's neck easily, and kissed it, noting that her family, A Sheng, not only didn't feel disgusted, but happily danced with her, making this deep kiss more and more tacit and beautiful.

After the kiss, only the sound of panting could be heard in the silent room, after a moment of relief, Gu Yue stretched out his hand and hooked Gou Chusheng's little finger, with a soft and indescribable provocative voice: "Ah Sheng, do you feel more tender now? excited?"

Chu Sheng blushed and nodded, and felt the hand hooking his little finger leading her over mountains and ridges. After a while, he slipped into his clothes and touched the skin as smooth as jade.

"Asheng, let me warm your bed for the rest of your life, okay?"

Whispering whispers mingled with the warmth of spring in the ears, the person who said the words was blushing and seemed to be caught in the beautiful scenery, but his eyes were extremely clear in the dark night, and there was a faint sense of uneasiness and sadness in his eyes when he looked closely.

If she could, she didn't want to be sober, she didn't want to be the Gu Yue who killed A Sheng, and she didn't have so many messy things, she just wanted to be a simple wife who only cared about A Sheng...

"Okay" Chu Sheng kissed her on the cheek with a serious expression he had never had before.

"Every day I'm with you, I never think I'm mentally insane, and I never think I'm going to be sober."

As she spoke, she hugged Chu Sheng unconsciously, as if trying to gain a sense of security and fill her with anxiety.

Chu Sheng's heart sank suddenly, she seemed to understand what her wife meant.

"I don't want to take medicine, I don't want to be Gu Yue..." Until the small eye sockets couldn't hold any more, and big tears rolled down her cheeks, she finally burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Chu Sheng felt pain in his heart. Although she didn't know what happened to her wife, but her wife resisted the identity of Gu Yue so much, presumably those memories of Gu Yue must be bad.

Back then, she shouldn't have relied on her wife's love for her to insist on taking her to a doctor, forcing her to take medicine, and doing things that made her unhappy.

Obviously, I like whatever she looks like...

Hearing her apology, Gu Yue cried even harder. It's not A Sheng's fault, it's because she couldn't accept the fact that she killed A Sheng.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, from now on, if you lose your memory again, forget that you are Gu Yue, and I also forget that you are Gu Yue. You can be whoever you want by my side, and you can do whatever you want. I won't force you to do anything It's over."

Gu Yue raised her head from Chu Sheng's arms, looked at her choked with tears and said, "Is it okay? A Sheng, don't lie to me."

"Yes, I will never lie to you. I like everything about you."

Chu Sheng wiped her tears with his sleeve, and suddenly smiled and said: "If Ma'am doesn't think of who to be, I have a good suggestion here."

"What?" Gu Yue looked at her curiously, could it be that Ah Sheng really wanted her to continue pretending?

"Little crying bag," Chu Sheng said solemnly, suddenly thought of something, frowned, Gu Yue was also worried when he saw it, and she heard her puzzled: "When the baby is born, you two cry together, I am Don't you have to cry together?"

In other words, who should she coax when they cry together?Chu Sheng felt that she might have to coax his wife first...

"Hmph, Ah Sheng thinks too much, so I won't cry in front of the child."

Regarding this point, Gu Yue was very confident, she just cried a little more in front of A Sheng, crying in front of others?nonexistent.

Chu Sheng expressed his disbelief, but after all this tossing, Gu Yue was a little tired, too lazy to refute her, and fell asleep in her arms without knowing when.

When she woke up in the morning, Chu Sheng seemed to be in a deep sleep, with one arm already hanging down from the edge of the bed, if she turned her sideways slightly, it would definitely fall off.

Gu Yue looked at the vast land behind her, felt guilty for a second, quietly got up and knelt down on the bed, put one hand on the back of Chu Sheng's neck, and passed the other hand through the bend of her legs, picked him up and placed him on the bed. Some of the positions inside, to ensure that there is no risk of people falling out of the bed.

I don't know if it was because the movements were too light or because Chu Sheng slept too deeply, but he didn't even notice that he was changed. Seeing the person he likes sleeping peacefully beside him, Gu Yue was so happy in his heart that he leaned over and kissed secretly.

He quietly took the hands of the people around him, put his fingers together on his chest, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, the room was already as bright as day, and the bright spring sunshine came in through the window. This window was located on the south side, and it seemed that it was almost noon, or it had already passed noon.

She reached out and rubbed her eyes, and found that Chu Sheng was no longer there.

He couldn't help but feel annoyed, obviously she woke up before Ah Sheng, and now Ah Sheng must think that she is the one who stayed in bed.

After getting dressed and going out, there was no Asheng in the yard, nor in the kitchen. She panicked and was about to run in a hurry, but found a small note pasted behind the door: Madam, the rice is in the pot. I will go back to bed at night.

It turned out that it wasn't taken away by the bad guys, Gu Yue breathed a sigh of relief, calmly read it again silently, covered her mouth and laughed.

Chu Sheng woke up when she was holding hands, and deliberately pretended to be asleep to enjoy the tenderness, until she fell asleep before getting up to cook and go out.

Mo Mo quickly suggested that she go to the Yamen to file a complaint, and she also wanted to settle the matter as soon as possible.

When I was going out, I happened to meet Mo Mo, the yamen they went to together, and they didn't even beat the drum to complain, so the county magistrate hired the painter in the yamen, asked her to dictate the prisoner's appearance and paint, and posted the arrest warrant as soon as possible. Sheng also suggested that they go to Yihong Courtyard to search.

Passer-by B is a person from the world, Chu Sheng doesn't hope if he can be caught, as long as she can restrain her behavior, after all, she is really difficult.

When going to Yihong Courtyard, the head catcher also asked Chu Sheng to go with him and identify the criminal by the way.

In addition to Chu Sheng, he also brought more than a dozen policemen, and the group went to Yihong Courtyard in a mighty manner.

Around Shen Shi, I came to Yihong Courtyard, the gate was closed and it was still closed.Looking tall and mighty, the domineering catcher glanced back, and someone knocked on the door immediately.

Chu Sheng glanced at Bu Kuai Mo beside him. She was staring at the door intently, as wary as everyone else.

"Oh, who are you? Why are you so rude..." The bustard yawned and opened the door from the inside, followed by two or three strong men in gray clothes.

Seeing all the arresters with knives, they immediately woke up, "Master, you... what are you doing? I'm cowardly, and I can't stand being frightened."

With a swish, the head catcher opened the wanted warrant in his hand, held it high in front of the old bustard, and said coldly, "I think you are so bold for harboring criminals!"

"This... this, how dare I, I don't know this person at all!" The old bustard was taken aback, she dared not touch the accusation of harboring criminals.

These bastards are errands, their minds are very muddy, they always like to arrest people randomly, and they always feel that they have arrested the wrong person, and they still refuse to admit that they have caught the wrong person.

Although she had seen this person before, she admitted at this moment that those people would definitely not care about 21, and they would first arrest her and torture her in jail before discussing whether she was an accomplice of the criminal.

"Bold, I think you are a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, and you dare to trick me into arresting the head. Come here, arrest me and put him in a prison. The rest of you will follow me to search inside."

"Yes"

"Your Excellency, you are wronged. I really don't know this person." Upon hearing this, the old bustard quickly grabbed the catcher's sleeve, unwilling to let go.

"Hinder this head catcher from carrying out his official duties, and tell the jailer to add [-] more boards." As the head catcher said, he pulled out the knife with a groan, and scolded: "Let go of this head catcher!"

"I'm so wronged, my lord..." the old bustard cried, and Qingyue inside was also woken up, and ran out one after another to watch.

For his own affairs, the old bustard was involved, Chu Sheng felt very sorry at night, and stood up and said: "Master Catcher, maybe she didn't lie and just forgot, why don't you let her think about it again?"

The old bustard was trying to see who the good guy was, but when he saw Chu Sheng, he was so frightened that his soul flew away, and he exclaimed, "Ghost..."

He tightened his grip on the head catcher, his face turned black with anger, it would be fine if it was a young and beautiful Xiao Qingyue, maybe he would comfort her in his arms, but why is this old woman being so coquettish?Hate!

The author has something to say: the next book will be "Being a Coquettish to the Buddha" by women disguised as men, the following is Chapter 1, are you interested in reading it?Ask for collection (T_T), ask for advice, go to the forum to be ashamed, it is better to ask for encouragement in front of you (T_T), because I think you are already my old acquaintances after chasing here, I don’t feel shameful in front of you ( T_T)

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Dressed in a dark yellow monk robe that is spotless, it slowly passes through the wide alley between the red walls and green tiles with the cool breeze in June, and the warm sunlight passes through the cracks among the weeping willows. On a dignified and solemn face.

It seems that after walking under the bright sun for a long time, fine thin sweat sprouted on the plump and smooth forehead, which was crystal clear under the snow skin, and the calm and indifferent face added a bit of beauty.

The monk next to him couldn't care less about the image of his family, he tugged at his neckline roughly, as if the cool breeze could sneak in to relieve the heat.

"Minghui, go back and copy the "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra" twenty times."

The cold voice was like rolling balls falling on a jade plate, shaking the quiet stones, and it was refreshing to the ears. In the heat, I felt a little calmer in my heart, straightened my clothes, and followed up again.

Passing through Kuan Lane is the market. There are more and more pedestrians on the road. Pedestrians are peddling along the street. He feels hot again in the morning and evening. Beads of sweat roll down his face and neck, and he can't help turning his eyes to the side. my little uncle.

Song Ci, the little uncle, is a few years younger than him, but Sheng entered the temple earlier, not to mention a generation higher than him, and his cultivation is beyond his reach.

In the early years, Ci'en Temple was famous for its abbot master.In the past few years, relying on my little uncle to extol the Buddhist teachings, the temple is full of incense, and it has become one of the three famous temples in Great Liang.

Although there are so many masters who are proficient in Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist principles in the temple, the one he admires the most is the uncle in front of him, who became famous all over the world because of a Dharma meeting. He returned to vulgarity and promised to be a son-in-law, but he bluntly said that the Buddha's heart is unwavering, and this body has long been far away from the world of mortals and the world.

The passers-by who recognized Master Jingchen clasped their hands together and saluted. Song Ci smiled kindly and kindly.

At the end of the market, there is a tea shed built with thatched grass. If you walk a few dozen steps forward from the tea shed, you will come to the city gate. After leaving the city gate and walking a few miles on the mountain road, you will come to Mount Mercy. Nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, at the end is the mountain gate of Ci'en Temple.

As he was approaching, Minghui looked at the tea shed with greedy eyes. He walked for nearly two hours in the princess mansion without drinking a sip of water. He was really thirsty after being exposed to the sun for so long.

"Uncle, let's go to the tea shed in front and take a rest before we go, Minghui is really too tired."

It was hard to ignore the heavy breathing, Song Ci didn't look at him, and knew that he was exhausted at the moment, so he didn't intend to force him anymore, and said in a light tone: "Yes, I will wait for you in the temple."

It doesn't matter how long Minghui stays in the city, but the goblin looks down on him, but he can't stay too long, if the goblin comes back from the palace and can't see him, he will definitely send someone to chase her.

Hearing this, Minghui paused, with a look of doubt on his face: "Master, you wait for Minghui, Minghui drinks a bowl of tea to quench your thirst, it won't waste time. Besides, Master, you are tired too, look at you There is also a lot of sweat on the forehead."

"Okay, drink a bowl of water and go." Song Ci raised his hand, rolling up his sleeves with his smooth and slender jade fingers, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sat down with him.

"Please benefactor, here are two bowls of herbal tea." Minghui said happily, and then Song Ci took out a few copper coins from his sleeve and put them on the table, watching the people coming and going in the market with calm eyes like water.

When the herbal tea was delivered, Song Ci hadn't come to his senses yet, Minghui drank more than half of the bowl, and seeing that she hadn't moved, he reminded, "Master, drink some tea."

With lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, the turbid tea reflected her face, she carefully blew on the tea leaves, and vaguely saw the figure of the goblin.

The warm fragrance of the hibiscus tent is lingering, the soft and slender hand brushes aside the big red curtain, and the beautiful peony-like jade face shows her intentions with every frown and smile. open your eyes.

After drinking the herbal tea, the blush between the brows and the tails of the eyes is charming and seductive, and it suddenly became clearer in my mind.

She couldn't help but chuckle, what a goblin...

The goblin who loves the monk knows that the monk with lowered brows and narrow eyes has cold eyes and heartless heart, but what's the use of his mortal body being hot?

To be a goblin who loves monks, I don't know what evils I have done in my previous life?

Song Ci muttered a sin in his heart, put down the tea bowl, and the sound of horseshoes came, and soon, accompanied by neighing, hundreds of guards in silver armor and holding guns surrounded the tea stall.

"Uncle Master, I'm sorry..." Ming Hui looked at the surrounded tea stall, wanting to cry but not having tears, because he knew that he would not drink tea.

But there are still a few miles to go, the nine hundred and ninety-ninth step is scary, if he doesn't stop to take a rest and drink his saliva, he will really die.

The martial arts class in the temple is not mandatory, he fished for three days and spent two days drying the nets, and he has not learned the most basic exercise, so he can't go up and down the mountain as freely as Uncle Jingchen.

"nothing"

Song Ci took out two more copper coins from his sleeve, and said calmly, "The benefactor has another bowl."

She thought about it, since she couldn't leave, and the goblin hadn't arrived yet, it would be a good idea to drink two sips of tea to beat the time.

The leading prince stared at Song Ci with piercing eyes, and said coldly, "The monk is in such a good mood that he came so far to drink tea."

The boss who delivered the tea shivered and put the tea on the table, the sweat on his face was more than Minghui, Song Ci thanked him, the boss forced a smile, lowered his head and dared not speak.

Seeing that Song Ci didn't speak, the son felt even more unhappy, snorted coldly, and said to the tea shed owner: "Untouchable, tell me, what's so good about your tea, that it can make the monk leave the tea from the eldest princess' mansion and come to you Drink tea here."

The boss knelt down with a thud, and said in horror: "The grassroots don't know, please forgive me."

"Then tell me, monk"

Song Ci got up, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, in the eyes of the poor monk, they are all water that can quench thirst, there is no difference. Drinking tea here is just that the poor monk passed by here and happened to be thirsty again."

The sound of wind chimes was sandwiched between the sound of horseshoes, and the vermilion carriage approached slowly in the distance, dispelling the dull atmosphere at this time.

The prince glanced at Song Ci, tried his best to suppress his anger, put on a smile, got off the horse, and when the carriage stopped, he bent down and waited respectfully at the door, but the owner of the carriage had no intention of getting down.

After dispatching the maid around her, the maid in pink opened the curtain, and said with her head: "Master Jingchen, Your Highness calls you to sit up, it's hot outside."

The prince turned his head and stared at her viciously, but Song Ci didn't take his barking teeth and claws to heart, and still looked unfazed by favor or humiliation.

"Amitabha, girl be careful, the poor monk is a monk, you must not tarnish the reputation of the princess, I don't know why the princess called the poor monk?"

Hearing this, the servant girl went back into the car and whispered, "Princess, the son-in-law refuses to come up."

"I am not deaf, I can hear you."

Shen Qingluo rolled his eyes, and said without love: "Li'er, it's up to you, I must do it for me."

Fengli nodded, stepped forward to rub Shen Qingluo's shoulders, and said flatteringly: "Princess, don't worry, this servant will definitely take care of it for you."

The rosy glow in Fangfei's blooming place smudged her cheeks, Shengxue's skin was rosy, bright and beautiful like peach blossoms in March, and Shen Qingluo's eyes also began to wander.

"Princess, you are actually shy. It seems that you really like consorts."

Pineapple covering her mouth and snickering was just deceiving her ears, Shen Qingluo rolled her eyes and said angrily: "It's not a good idea of ​​yours, it's simply...too presumptuous!"

"But the son-in-law is too hard-hearted and doesn't understand the style, and the slaves are forced to do so. If the princess disagrees, then... then forget it."

Facing this bold servant, Shen Qingluo didn't know what to say, but if she continued to speak, what would be the face of the royal family?

"presumptuous"

Fengli covered her mouth and nodded, with a sad face, Shen Qingluo lazily watched her pretending to be pitiful, this slave is going to turn the world upside down...

Song Ci outside couldn't help frowning, what the hell is this goblin doing, whether to let it go or take it away is a matter of words, it's really uncomfortable to be wrapped tightly in a monk's robe on this hot day.

"Come here, son-in-law, come back with me." The servant girl was useless, Shen Qingluo beckoned in person, her wrist was as bright as snow and brighter than the sun, Song Ci glanced at it, lowered her eyes and clapped her hands together, guarding the etiquette that a monk should have. After a while, he said calmly: "Amitabha, Your Royal Highness, please respect yourself. The poor monk is a monk, so please be careful with your words."

"You...you only know these few words?" Shen Qingluo was annoyed, why didn't she respect herself?Turning around, he took out the imperial decree on the soft couch, and threw it at Song Ci in a fit of anger.

"Brother Huang has already decreed that no matter whether you are married or not, you are still the son-in-law of this palace, so you can't be called?"

Everyone watched the bright yellow scroll unfurl in the air, knelt down in unison, and shouted, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live, long live the emperor." It's so presumptuous.

"Stop kneeling, I ordered you to come up."

Ming Hui, who was kneeling behind Song Ci, tugged at the corner of her clothes, and she remained silent as if she had never heard of it.

The more you dote on her today, the further the distance between them will be. If she accepts this imperial decree, the days to come will be like walking on thin ice like facing an abyss. Once her identity is revealed one day, she will undoubtedly die.And this day will come sooner or later...

若抗旨不尊，今上若不昏庸的话，念在她高僧的身份上，说不定会放她一马……感谢在2020-03-0319:34:36~2020-03-0418:05:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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