little son-in-law

After the Ghost Festival, although the weather was still hot and unbearable, there was a little bit of coolness in the air gradually, and half of the year passed by.

Nangong Jingshen has been here for more than ten days.Thinking of the first day, Mo Nanjin couldn't help the pain in his forehead, why it was so easy to lose his usual calm in front of him.You have chosen to completely abandon everything in the past, haven't you?Fortunately, after a few days of illness and rest, he finally regained some of his former calmness and self-control. Now he doesn't want to think about the purpose of his trip.Whether it was five years ago or five years later, he felt that he had never really understood Nangong Jingshen, nor did he know that he played the role in the struggle that Daning's historian called the Linyang Rebellion. What role, but what he knew was that he was definitely not the one who stayed out of it and knew nothing about it.Hate, maybe there is, but so many years have passed, what a luxury hate is for him now, he doesn't have so much strength to hate someone, besides, if he really wants to hate, he needs to remember There were too many people, and he felt very tired. Now he only hoped that he could slowly forget, until one day those people and things would become the past smoke and dust in his memory.It seems that he is not very successful now, he found that Nangong Jingshen can still disturb his thoughts.But that's all, after all, after so many things happened, how could it be possible for the two of them to be as good as before.Take your time, maybe one day they can become such the simplest and purest friends.

"Rong Jin, what are you thinking?" The summer sunshine outside the window dappled into the room, making people feel a little lazy. At this time, the two were playing chess in the study, and Nangong Jingshen finished playing chess. But there was no movement over there for a long time, Rong Jin's mind didn't know where to go, she stared at a certain place in a daze, the person who was as cold and clear as a jade carving, the rare confused expression was really... unspeakable Confusing, Nangong Jingshen's eyes dimmed at a visible speed.

Today's Nangong Jingshen is dressed in a long purple robe, and Mo Nanjin looked up, with a graceful demeanor and a good appearance with sculpted eyebrows and phoenix eyes.I haven't seen him for five years, and his appearance doesn't seem to have changed much, but he always exudes a cold and stern aura inadvertently.Five years of high-level experience is really indispensable.

"What are you thinking?" Nangong Jingshen approached a little closer, and the voice from the depths of her throat was infiltrated with a depressive hoarseness.

"You..." Mo Nanjin turned her head, and her lips brushed against her, almost fleetingly.

Before Mo Nanjin could react, she was rubbed vigorously into a wide embrace, her hot breath was close at hand, and the skin under her neck was lightly pecked lightly, "Rong Jin, come back with me, follow me Return to Beijing."

"Let go of me, Nangong Jingshen!" Mo Nanjin's struggling hands were clasped behind his side, and Nangong Jingshen's strength was astonishing.

"Are you finally willing to call me by my name?" Nangong Jingshen softly snorted next to his ear, opened her lips and continued to taste the long-lost skin, which was cold and clear as if it still carried the aroma after bathing. "Aren't you going to be a stranger with me?" Think he hasn't felt anything these days?Step by step, they distanced each other from each other. On the surface, they seemed kind, but in fact they were rejections in disguise.

"You... um..." There was a tingling pain on the neck, is this person a dog?Even biting people!

"Come with me, Rong Jin." Nangong sighed deeply, then put his earlobe in his mouth, and bit it lightly.

"Nangong Jingshen, you know what you're doing, don't forget who we are today." Mo Nanjin was startled by the increasingly rapid and chaotic panting in his ear, and struggled harder.

"Hmm... don't move." The arm clasped his waist tightly, and the two of them were pressed together tightly. Feeling the changes in his body, Mo Nanjin froze, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you now, let me I'll just give you a hug."

Nangong Jing took a few deep breaths, gradually calming down the aroused desire in her body.

"Rong Jin, do you know what I was thinking when I found out that you might be cheating your death?" It seemed that it was not for his answer, and without waiting for Mo Nanjin's answer, he continued: "I was thinking that if I find you, I'm afraid that I can't help but want to tear you apart, and I've been thinking about what kind of expression or mood I should face you all the way, but the moment I really saw you, I let go of everything in my heart, you It’s good that I can hold you still alive.” Then she thought of something, and said bitterly, “But you frightened me first when you fell ill, and then you looked calm and indifferent to me when you woke up.” Lips shifted on the neck Position, untie the collar, move all the way down to the collarbone, gently pick and twist slowly, and close the teeth and bite hard, almost bloodshot, leaving a clear tooth mark.

"Nangong Jingshen, you... um..." Bastard, Mo Nanjin couldn't help but want to curse, no matter how good his manners are, it's hard to keep up with Mrs. Nangong Jingshen's near-rogue behavior.

"Come back with me." He repeated the old matter.

"Impossible!" The refusal was as decisive as ever.

"Why?" He didn't let go.

"Nangong Jingshen, aside from those things, what kind of identity do you think we are together? What kind of identity will I go back? Is your ex-brother-in-law or the dead remnant of Rongwang's mansion? How do you face the world? How do I face the official historian's verbal criticism? Where do I put my current family? How can I tell my wife and three children? Say that her husband, their father, is under the man's body, and wins glory pet?"

"You know I won't let such a thing happen. The emperor's eloquence is the historian's pen." The riotous eyes flashed away.

Mo Nanjin shook his head, "You should know that defending the mouth of the people is better than Fangchuan." Leaving aside everything else, if I did this, how could I be worthy of the family of Linyang Rong who was wronged and died? my father.And how can you explain the Linyang Rebellion that has been concluded by the Supreme Emperor?

Nangong Jingshen, there is one more thing, I hope you will never know it in this life, but sometimes I wonder if you would still persist today if you knew it.

"Nangong Jingshen." Mo Nanjin met his gaze and looked straight into the depths of his eyes, "Go back to where you should be. As for us, if you still remember the old relationship, let We... stop here."

Before the conversation was over that day, Yun Zhongchun hurried over. Mo Nanjin didn't know what was said in the secret report, but judging from Nangong Jingshen's breath that condensed almost instantly, things should be It's not easy, he decided to set off to return to Beijing immediately, but when he was about to step out of the room, he turned around again, hugged tightly, Le Mo Nanjin's arm was hurting, and said something in his ear, He left immediately without looking back.

"I will never let go." The voice is still in my ears, Nangong Jingshen, why bother!

Although the guards in front of the gate had been withdrawn to station outside the town on the second day after Mo Nanjin fell ill, this was enough to cause an uproar in this closed town. It appeared in front of the door, and Mo Nanjin's family recently came to a young man who looked very expensive. This small place has such a characteristic, that is, if there is any trouble in any house, everyone will know it. Basically, there is no What a secret.What's more, Nangong Jingshen and Mo Nanjin also came out together a few times, and they didn't shy away from anything at all.When those soldiers were still there, the people in the town would comment a few words in private at most, but as soon as the soldiers drove away, the people in the town immediately boiled like dumplings thrown into boiling water.Various versions emerge in endlessly, and sometimes even Mo Nanjin can't help sighing: the wisdom of the people is indeed infinite.There are even outrageous scripts.Fortunately, most people think that the Mo family has a rich relative who leads soldiers and fights. Invisibly, they respect the Mo family more. The Mo family did not expect such a diametrically opposed effect. expected.