Dedicated to life

Ling Mansion is located in a rather large city near the capital, farther than the capital and Fengguo Temple, but in the opposite direction to Fengguo Temple.

Speaking of the Ling family, maybe all the literati in Nanheng respect three points. He is a literary master who has been famous since the previous dynasty. There have been many prime ministers, grand masters, and even the first emperor of Nanheng when he founded the country. Win over the Ling family instead of choosing to be destroyed.

That's why Ling Mojin was the last thing in Mo Haoxuan when she first came to the throne. What the late emperor wanted was the perfect cooperation between force and culture. As a disciple of the family, one can imagine the influence of this family.

When Ling Mojin arrived at Lingfu, it was already the moment when the last rays of the setting sun were about to fade away. Standing in front of the gate, the word "Lingfu" was inscribed by the late emperor himself. Guanghua, that brilliance made her heart extremely stable, as if the irritability and throbbing that had been going on for many days were all calmed down.

"The old minister pays homage to the empress, the empress is a thousand years old." Ling Yusong, Ling Mojin's father, led everyone in the Ling residence to salute Ling Mojin.

Ling Mojin quickly lifted her father who was about to kneel down, "Father, no, even though your daughter is a queen, she is still your daughter, so you must not do such a great gift to your daughter."

Then facing a large group of people kneeling down, he said: "Excuse me." Ling Yusong was very pleased with the self-contained demeanor of her gestures, her daughter seemed to grow better than she expected.

The Ling Mansion had already prepared a banquet to wash away the dust for Ling Mojin. Now that they entered the mansion, they took their seats. The central table was naturally headed by Ling Yusong and Ling Mojin, and the rest were all immediate relatives of the Ling family.

In fact, this kind of banquet is what Ling Mojin dislikes the most. However, as a queen, she has to do this on the first day back home, so she can only continue to maintain a decent smile and say some decent words from time to time, so that at the end, Ling Mojin Mo Jin really sighed in her heart, "It's finally over".

This day was finally coming to an end, because it was getting late and Ling Mojin was tired from the journey, Ling Yusong didn't want to keep her anymore, and only said that the father and daughter would meet again in the next day.

Ling Mojin returned to her boudoir before she got married. The desk and the mirror table were spotless, presumably because her father often ordered someone to clean them. As she passed her fingertips one by one, she felt as if she was still the girl who had not yet entered the palace.

"Your Majesty, I will serve you to bed. I set off early in the morning, and I can only rest at this time. You must be tired." Yingyue saw the unconcealable fatigue on Ling Mojin's face. She had been on the road for the past two days. Can you not be tired?

Ling Mojin was also really exhausted. She was absent-minded from removing makeup to taking a bath. Fortunately, she could do it by herself when she was in the bathtub, because she had ordered that no one in the palace should wait on her while she was taking a bath. Went to bed in the tub.

Ling Mojin didn't sleep well at night, it was obviously the bed she slept on when she was young, how could she sleep so unsteadily, could it be that she got used to it after a long time in the palace?

In the darkness, a black figure slowly approached Ling Mojin. When her consciousness became blurred, she lifted the quilt and lay down in it. She stretched out her hands to embrace Ling Mojin, and took her into his arms. This movement finally woke Ling Mojin up. Mo Jin, "Who?" She shouted in a low voice, although her consciousness was vague, she also knew that there was someone hugging tightly behind her at this moment.

"It's me." The familiar smell and voice suddenly hit Ling Mojin, and the person behind her was Yu Qingge who made her peaceful heart ripple.

Ling Mojin broke away from Yu Qingge's arms, turned around and asked, "Why are you here?" Ling Mojin didn't ask her why she knew this place, because it was strange that Yu Qingge couldn't find it because of Yu Qingge's ability.

Wrapping her arms around Ling Mojin again, Yu Qingge didn't answer her, but after noticing her slight resistance, she probed into her ear and said, "Everyone in your house has fallen asleep, and Yingyue is also outside the house." Rest, if you resist again, you may not be able to sleep tonight."

Sure enough, these words made Ling Mojin who was about to resist and stop her suddenly quiet down.

"Yu Qingge, sleep honestly." Ling Mojin had to remind her, who would have thought that this sentence actually gave Yu Qingge a reminder.

"Where is Jin'er thinking? Do you think I will do something else?" Even in the dark, Ling Mojin can easily imagine the smirk on Yu Qingge's charming face at this moment, thinking And then she blushed.

"Since Jin'er has thought of it, I naturally want to realize what you want." Yu Qingge's voice became charming halfway through, how could such a voice prevent Ling Mojin from knowing what she wanted to do?As soon as the words fell, Yu Qingge kissed her, her hands still hugging Ling Mojin tightly.

It didn't take long for the tightly closed lips to surrender under Yu Qingge's lips. Yu Qingge's dexterous tongue just penetrated into Ling Mojin's mouth to invite her to dance with it, and then slowly moved to her neck She was sucking lightly, and her hands were not idle, and began to get into Ling Mojin's shirt and move around.

Yu Qingge was very satisfied that Ling Mojin did not reject her this time, and was even taken by herself to enjoy it. She could imagine that her elegant face must be so red at this moment that she seemed to be bleeding. In Jin's underwear, intentionally or unintentionally, she touched the towering plump a few times through the bellyband. After hearing Ling Mojin's suppressed moaning in her ear, she finally covered her hand and kneaded it lightly a few times. The layer of fabric has such a good touch that Yu Qingge almost goes crazy.

No longer satisfied with what she got at this moment, Yu Qingge's hand slowly poked under her stomach pocket, but the cool fingertips made Ling Mojin wake up instantly, she held down Yu Qingge's hand, "No... ...No, this is against the rules..." Ling Mojin's voice was rarely tinged with charm, the tongue that was entangled with Yu Qingge just now, and the sound that even though she tried her best to restrain herself, she still came out. The low groan in her mouth was clearly emotional, but she was still able to hold back her feelings at this point and stop Yu Qingge. I have to say that Ling Mojin's self-control is really extraordinary.

Yu Qingge was forced to stop, but she didn't insist anymore, Ling Mojin's words of refusal no longer had the firmness at the beginning.

Ling Mojin gave her too many surprises tonight, and these surprises turned into courage to enter Yu Qingge's body. She was sure that Ling Mojin was moved by her, but it was not that deep, but it was just time It's just a problem. Sooner or later, she will eat this piece of meat and wipe it clean.

"Okay, I'll listen to whatever Jin'er says." Yu Qingge stretched out her hand to straighten Ling Mojin's shirt, but still wanted to hug her to sleep.

"Yu Qingge, let me go." Ling Mojin didn't want her to sleep in her arms, it was too ambiguous.

Suddenly my hand was held by Yu Qingge and placed on her face, "Jin'er, the slap you slapped before hurts... just let me hug you to sleep." Yu Qingge's voice was rare With a slightly crying voice, she tempted Ling Mojin to touch her face.

"Hey, go to sleep." Maybe an evil person like Yu Qingge is born to be cherished. She knows that she just wants to hug her to sleep, but she threatens herself by bringing up the events of that day. Yu Qingge kissed her forcefully first, but Ling Mojin, who knew this well, couldn't bear to refuse when she heard the crying, that's all, let her go.

As her consciousness gradually blurred and she fell asleep, she didn't understand why she couldn't sleep well by herself just now, but she felt extremely at ease in Yu Qingge's arms. It was a feeling she had never felt before. Maybe, she clearly liked her embracing.