Determined to tear down the marriage card!

Today's Feng Qiwu did not go to the morning court, because it is a special festival to celebrate the 200th anniversary of Da Jiang's birth, so at dusk all the officials will enter the palace to have a feast together, Jiang Qinghe and Feng Qiwu are naturally I also want to show up.

The sky will soon be dark, and it will be dim and hazy.

The afterglow of the setting sun is deep and peaceful wherever it goes; the brilliant autumn water is the same color as the long sky.

Feng Qiwu was dressed quite formally, in a maroon satin robe, with a black belt around his waist - a round white jade ring in the middle, and a folding fan in his hand, which looked elegant and dusty. The hairpin is even more extravagant and coquettish.

Jiang Qinghe, on the other hand, is also wearing a date red shirt, with a black brocade belt tying her waist, her pretty face is thinly powdered, and a golden step is stuck in the wishful bun of her hair. An elegance and solemnity.

The two sat not far from the emperor, and the table was full of toasts, and the scene was very lively.

The emperor was in a high position, and he was very pleased to see the courtiers and heirs talking happily, with joy in their eyebrows and eyes.

The empress passed away early, so the high-ranking concubine Yuan was sitting with the emperor. Concubine Yuan saw Feng Qiwu and Jiang Qinghe sharply, smiled and stretched out her hand to beckon Jiang Qinghe, asking her to come over.

Jiang Qinghe got the signal, got up and walked over, bent the corners of her mouth, and said, "I have seen my father and mother."

The emperor glanced at her, nodded symbolically, and said nothing.Concubine Yuan held Jiang Qinghe's catkin, pretending to be angry and said: "You girl will never come to the palace to see it every morning or evening, so I want to kill this palace mother and concubine."

Jiang Qinghe patted Concubine Yuan's hand lightly, and said comfortingly, "I also miss my concubine mother."

Concubine Yuan smiled happily when she heard this, looked around, quietly pulled Jiang Qinghe, lowered her voice, and said, "Is there any movement in your girl's stomach?"

When Jiang Qinghe heard this, her face flushed, and her tone was a little helpless, and said: "Mother Concubine is really, I will ask this as soon as I come."

Concubine Yuan looked at Jiang Qinghe's face and knew that nothing had happened, she frowned, and jokingly said, "Why are you so shy, does that kid not want it?" After finishing speaking, she glanced at Feng Qiwu.

"She dares?!" The emperor on the side eavesdropped on the conversation between the two. When Concubine Yuan said this, before Jiang Qinghe could speak, she spoke first.

Jiang Qinghe looked at the emperor and blushed even more. Because of the queen mother, she and her father had never been at odds, why did her father change her sex today.

Seeing Concubine Yuan and Jiang Qinghe looking at him, the emperor snorted coldly, and returned to his previous appearance, saying: "It's been a while since you've been married, and you should have a child. That brat dare not, I've skinned her! "

Jiang Qinghe listened to the emperor's concerned words, and it would be a lie to say that she was unhappy. Of course, she knew that her father had complicated feelings for her daughter, hot and cold, always unpredictable. Chilling, now the emperor's words made her heart warm again.

Feng Qiwu, who was sitting on the seat, keenly felt that someone was talking about her behind her back, frowned, and when she looked up, she saw the emperor staring at her, and without knowing why, she shifted her gaze elsewhere.

"I want you to have a child by the end of the year, isn't it difficult?" Seeing Feng Qiwu look away, the emperor snorted coldly, turned his head and said to Jiang Qinghe, his tone was commanding and quite serious.

Hearing this, Jiang Qinghe bit her lips, nodded, and said, "It's not difficult." In this situation, what else could she say, could she say that she and Feng Qiwu would never have children?My heart sank, thinking about how to escape the child's disaster by the end of the year.

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Back on his seat, Feng Qiwu looked at Jiang Qinghe, thinking of the way the emperor looked at her just now, he couldn't help being a little curious about the conversation between her and the emperor's concubine Yuan, and asked, "What did you all say?"

Jiang Qinghe looked at Feng Qiwu's face, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and said, "Father wants us to have a child before the Mid-Autumn Festival." If it takes so long at the end of the year, this person will have to wait until when he will be enlightened.

Feng Qiwu thought she heard it wrong, and stood there in a daze. What surprised her was not the child's problem, but that the emperor would say such a thing to Jiang Qinghe. She thought the relationship between the emperor and Jiang Qinghe was very stiff, but she didn't expect it to be so today.

"This is an order!" Jiang Qinghe thought that Feng Qiwu was stunned because he was thinking about how to not have a child, so his tone changed, he raised his eyebrows, and said with a solemn expression.

Feng Qiwu came back to his senses, and when he heard these four words, he looked at Jiang Qinghe in surprise, frowned, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Are you sure?" Jiang Qinghe was probably joking, right? However, with her ability, she could indeed make Jiang Qinghe pregnant.But she never planned to tell Jiang Qinghe who she was, she just wanted to deal with it as a mortal.

And... She felt that her purpose of coming down to earth seemed to have gradually gone astray and out of her control. Her purpose was to wait for Jiang Qinghe to die of old age and the marriage cards would be separated.Why is heirs suddenly involved now, or is it an order?

Thinking of this, Feng Qiwu frowned more and more.

Looking at Feng Qiwu's reaction, Jiang Qinghe's breath became stagnant. Looking at it like this, this man doesn't want to have a child, and that's right, how could two women have children.

"Just kidding, how could there be?" Knowing that Feng Qiwu was unwilling, Jiang Qinghe's tone was pretending to be relaxed, so he retracted what he had just said and said.

Hearing this, Feng Qiwu glanced at Jiang Qinghe suspiciously, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.But when she thought of Jiang Qinghe's marriage cards being separated after her old death, she felt uncomfortable, and she didn't want to see the moment Jiang Qinghe died in front of her from the bottom of her heart.

The atmosphere between the two became dull. Feng Qiwu felt that Jiang Qinghe was unhappy, but Jiang Qinghe fell silent because of Feng Qiwu's reaction just now. From yesterday to the temptation just now, she felt more and more that Feng Qiwu was not there at all. think.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qinghe's heart was filled with boredom, how could Feng Qiwu be enlightened, or was she too impatient.

While thinking, Jiang Qinghe drank the rice wine. Although the rice wine was not strong, she continued to drink one cup after another. After a while, she felt a little dizzy in her head and a little weak in her hands and feet.

The banquet was almost over, and some officials left one after another.

Feng Qiwu looked at Jiang Qinghe's blurred eyes, flushed cheeks, and the smell of alcohol on her body, so she knew she was drunk, frowned, stopped Jiang Qinghe who was about to drink, and said, "You're drunk."

Jiang Qinghe just glanced at her, snorted coldly, and said, "You don't care about me?!" How does she feel that Feng Qiwu is not pleasing to the eye now, and there are double images, which is even more unpleasant.

Feng Qiwu was stunned by Jiang Qinghe's sudden choke, reached out to take down the wine glass in her hand, and said softly, "Okay, stop drinking, you're already drunk, shall we go back?"

Jiang Qinghe listened to Feng Qiwu's gentle words, nodded reluctantly, and bit her lip. Unexpectedly, she felt dizzy, her body was unstable, and she was about to fall.

Feng Qiwu quickly hugged Jiang Qinghe who was about to fall, got up, hugged her horizontally, walked out, and prepared to go back home.

Jiang Qinghe wrapped her hands around Feng Qiwu's neck naturally, leaning her head against Feng Qiwu's chest, and muttering in her mouth: "You let me down, how decent is it to be seen by others?"

Feng Qiwu looked down at Jiang Qinghe, shook his head and laughed, he didn't forget this even when he was drunk, but the drunk Jiang Qinghe had a different style from the past, quite cute.

"The son-in-law and the princess are really inseparable." Seeing this scene, a minister took the initiative to greet him with mockery in his eyes.

Feng Qiwu remembered him, it was General Li, and also the father of the man she defeated in the ring competition, so she naturally didn't let go of the sarcasm in General Li's eyes, smiled lightly, and didn't speak to him.

General Li stared at Feng Qiwu's back sullenly, he would never forget how his son was carried home, he had to avenge this revenge.

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Carrying Jiang Qinghe back all the way, the person in his arms had already closed his eyes, and seemed to be sleeping soundly. Feng Qiwu looked at Jiang Qinghe in this state, and said softly: "Go home."

Jiang Qinghe was actually dozing off. He was so dizzy that he couldn't fall asleep at all. When he heard Feng Qiwu's voice, he opened his mouth and mumbled softly, "Well, I'm home."

Feng Qiwu gently placed Jiang Qinghe on the bed, Jiang Qinghe's lips brushed her cheek inadvertently, and there was a warm feeling and a faint smell of alcohol.

Feng Qiwu was startled, for some reason, his heart softened, almost melted, he looked at Jiang Qinghe's moistened lips, his breathing became short of breath, his body felt a little hot, and he suddenly wanted to kiss and taste the inside.

After knowing her own thoughts, Feng Qiwu sat up straight, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm down, what happened to her recently, she always wanted to belittle Jiang Qinghe.

Jiang Qinghe suddenly frowned, tugged at his collar, opened his eyes, his eyes were blurred, looked at Feng Qiwu, breathed like blue, and said, "Hold... hug." Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hand and asked Feng Qi Wu hugged her.

Seeing this, Feng Qiwu saw Jiang Qinghe's blushing cheeks, and with a heartbeat, he hugged her in his arms, and the two embraced.

Jiang Qinghe's warm breath sprayed on Feng Qiwu's neck, every breath touched Feng Qiwu's heart.

All of a sudden, feelings are everywhere, which is hard to restrain.

Jiang Qinghe still had a little consciousness left, knowing that Feng Qiwu was obedient and hugged her, the corner of his mouth hooked up, and he let out a low laugh, and said in a vague way: "You are really... just be so obedient as usual."

Because of the proximity, Feng Qiwu of course heard Jiang Qinghe's words clearly, her face blushed, wondering if she was usually disobedient, obviously Jiang Qinghe was disobedient, she said don't go out alone and insisted on going out alone regardless of safety, making a fuss Even if there is a contradiction, it is not easy to listen to her explanation and add suspicion.

Drunk people act a little bolder than usual, like Jiang Qinghe.

Jiang Qinghe struggled a bit, got out of Feng Qiwu's embrace, stared blankly at Feng Qiwu's eyes, this man was really good-looking, his eyes swept across Feng Qiwu's lips consciously, and unconsciously licked his own. , she suddenly wanted to taste her long-coveted lips, just like she once dreamed.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qinghe slowly approached Feng Qiwu's face.

Feng Qiwu saw her body getting hotter after licking her lips with the tip of her tongue, and then saw Jiang Qinghe approaching him, her heart pounding, and she forgot to dodge for a while.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Qinghe sprayed the breath of wine on her face, and their lips moved closer and closer.

When the lips were about to touch together, there was a sound of "squeak -" I don't know what the sound was, Feng Qiwu turned his head and looked over, it was Xiaolu standing there with a basin of water, his cheeks flushed. Red bowed his head.

"Cough, you should wipe the princess first." Feng Qiwu stood up, resisting embarrassment and saying, a little disappointed in his heart.

Jiang Qinghe also came back to her senses, looked at Xiaolu and snorted coldly, it's really annoying, and she was about to kiss her.

Xiaolu felt ashamed, she really didn't mean it.