Ning Chen Ling Xiao

After Chu Yifeng ascended the throne, he not only gave Ling Xiaozi the title of Marquis, the position of Shang Shuling, but also the position of Minister of the Guards.

As the name suggests, the minister who leads the guards is the commander in charge of the imperial guards. Ling Xiao has no interest in commanding the imperial guards, but with this position, he can enter and leave Chengqian Palace at will at any time, which is good.

At this time, in Chengqian Palace, the servants were ordered by the emperor to retreat outside the palace gate to serve, but the rules in the palace cannot be broken. The servants can retreat outside the palace gate, but this is the farthest distance, and they cannot leave Although it is outside the door, the voice in the bedroom can be heard clearly. When this rule was established, it was originally to let the servants hear the master's order at the first time, but now Chu Yifeng is so resentful for the first time. A rule of caring, what are you doing... so close? !

"Ling Xiao...you...slow down..." Chu Yifeng lay on the dragon bed, pulled the thin silk and was bitten, a few sweet, almost coquettish moans came out of his throat, Ling Xiao bowed lower body, gently kissed Chu Yifeng's red face, and said in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Chu Yifeng shook his head, it wasn't a matter of pain, even now he wished that he would feel a little pain, at least not like this...

Ling Xiao knew that Chu Yifeng was in good health and could bear him completely, but Ling Xiao would still be very gentle when making out, very gentle, like treating a fragile treasure.

The biggest method Ling Xiao uses to firmly lock Chu Yifeng's heart is this kind of drowning tenderness. No matter whether Chu Yifeng can suffer or not, he will treat him with the gentlest and gentlest treatment, hold him in his palm, and feel the pain in his heart. on the apex.

Chu Yifeng finally couldn't hold it anymore, he shook his head vigorously, with a cry in his voice, and said in a low voice, "Hurry up, hurry up...I can't take it anymore."

"Hmm." Ling Xiao pinched the sweaty hair between Chu Yifeng's brows behind his ears, and said softly, "Such a loud voice, isn't it afraid that the palace people outside will hear it? They have been listening..."

Chu Yifeng's face turned red again when he heard the words, he lowered his head and bit the soft pillow, refusing to cry out anymore...

After making out, Ling Xiao got up, pulled off his robe and put it on, got out of the bed barefoot, walked to the door and called the palace man to bring in the bathtub and other things. Ling Xiao didn't feel anything, and tried the water temperature and whispered a few words to the palace servants. After the palace servants all retreated, they turned around two screens and walked inside. Chu Yifeng was half asleep and half awake, holding a ball of quilt Curled up in the innermost part of the dragon bed, Ling Xiao couldn't help laughing. Just now he joked that he would come again, but Chu Yifeng was afraid he took it seriously, so he ran inside in fright.

Ling Xiao sat on the bed and pushed Chu Yifeng: "Asleep? Sleep later, be obedient..." Ling Xiao picked up Chu Yifeng who was about to fall asleep, went outside and put him in the big bathtub. He also got into the bathtub himself, and after Chu Yifeng washed it carefully, he went out together and went into the inner room. He left it outside, and someone would come in to clean it up after a while.

Chu Yifeng was so tired that he just wanted to sleep. He seemed to be still worried about Ling Xiao's joke just now, and he refused to let Ling Xiao hug him. He turned his back to Ling Xiao and was about to sleep. Ling Xiao couldn't laugh or cry: "You don't like it?" How can I force you? Besides, it’s been washed, so why should I bother? Scared you..." As he said, he embraced Chu Yifeng and coaxed him in a low voice: "It's just that those eunuchs saw it, what's the matter? They If you don’t dare to speak out, what are you afraid of?”

Chu Yifeng hummed and said nothing, Ling Xiao knew that he was thin-skinned, and made so many people feel ashamed to hear that voice.

This kind of thing has been bothering Chu Yifeng since he became the throne. He thinks that all kinds of rules are too restrictive. After Ling Xiao asked the queen mother for instructions, he has already reduced a lot, but some rules, like the situation just now, why? It can't make people all back down. The guards in the palace at night are so strict, but they are just afraid that the emperor will suffer a slight mistake.

"Are you really angry? Are you trying to get angry with me?" Ling Xiao scratched Chu Yifeng's side face and smiled, "As for it?"

Chu Yifeng was embarrassed and felt that Ling Xiao's way of teasing children was funny, so he pulled Ling Xiao's finger and bit it: "No... it's just a little awkward, it's okay... just get used to it."

"Yeah." Ling Xiao was also a little sleepy, and fell asleep after saying a few words with Chu Yifeng in his arms.

In the Mansion of Marquis Kangkang, Jing Yu sorted out this month's account books and handed them over to Lai Wang, and ordered in a low voice: "There are a lot of gifts in this month's exchange of favors, and the list of gifts has to be saved, and then it needs to be carefully sorted out." Make an account to copy these, so as not to lose anything. Now that my aunt is not in the house, I have to be careful in everything. Otherwise, when my aunt comes back, I won’t be able to pay the job, but I will be ashamed. What about you? Don't come to intercede with me, I don't have such a big face."

"Yes, yes." Laiwang quickly agreed, "Although today is a bit busy, the servants below will do whatever they need to do, and they dare not slack off."

"Yeah." Jing Yu smiled, "I know you guys are doing your best, but I just want to tell you, don't let the aunt come back and see that nothing looks like it, that's enough, you've been busy for a day, go ahead, come back tomorrow Follow orders."

Laiwang hurriedly bowed his head and left.

Jingyu has been feeling a little uncomfortable for the past few days, and after finishing this reply, she was a little tired, so she turned her head and told Cuiyun: "Put these account books there first, I have to look at them tomorrow."

"Grandma..." Cuiyun hesitated for a while, and leaned into Jing Yu's ear and whispered, "Grandma doesn't think about eating today, and the monthly letter is late, isn't it..."

Jing Yu nodded, took the teacup to drink tea, and said in a low voice: "Not yet, wait a few days to call the imperial physician to take a look, and when you have the approval letter, tell the young master and the master, don't go out and talk nonsense .”

Cuiyun smiled: "I know, grandma will order this? But...I think grandma seems to have something on her mind recently, and it seems that it's not all because of this."

Jing Yu sighed softly. She has no wife in this mansion. Although her aunt loves her, she dare not tell Mrs. Shi many things. Besides Xia Lan, Jing Yu sighed inwardly. It's fine if you don't add trouble to yourself, how can you expect her to discuss anything with him, but this Cuiyun brought from her natal family is better, and whenever she is upset, she will comfort and relieve her.

Jing Yu asked the people in the room to retreat, pulled Cui Yun and said in a low voice: "I am worried. I have something to say to the second young master, but I have been unable to open my mouth. This matter is related to the important affairs of this mansion. I It is really……"

The more Cuiyun listened, the more confused she became, she smiled and said, "What exactly is grandma trying to say?"

"I want to..." Jing Yu paused, her fingers twisted in the veil, and she couldn't help but say, "I want to take this in my stomach... if the one in my stomach is still a brother, I I want to pass this child to the second young master's room."

Cuiyun was stunned when she heard this, and said for a while, "Why does grandma want to do this all of a sudden? Let's not talk about anything else, the second young master is not married, and it's not that he can't have children by himself, why... how to adopt?"

Jing Yu was also worried, and said in a low voice: "Why didn't he get married and have no children, don't you know? Although the rumors in the city are not credible, there must be some reason... The second young master has no children, I think... Give him one through adoption, so that he also has a future..."

"Actually, it's all for my own children." Jing Yu simply told Cui Yun the truth, "Look, now we have a family of two princes. I don't dare to imagine the second young master's Zijunhou, but the old master's Kangkanghou ...If we satisfy the Second Young Master and pass this title on to my child, isn't that just a matter of the Second Young Master's words?"

But Cuiyun said: "Grandma was thinking of this. If you want me to say that the second young master's title is better, it is hereditary. The iron hat of generations is not better than our grandfather's title? The grandfather's title has been passed on to our elder brother. When I was on top, there was only a first-class general left, which was much worse."

"What do you know?! How can I think about the title of the second young master? I don't know what will happen if I let him know." Jing Yu secretly regretted, how could she tell Cui Yun this, this girl is so careless, if she said it out In order to let Ling Xiao know, isn't it all in vain that I have been trembling for so many years?

Jing Yu doesn't want much, she never wants to compete with Ling Xiao, she just hopes that Ling Xiao can leave some things he doesn't like and don't care about to her children, so that her children can grow up safely and richly Big, this is Jing Yu's greatest wish.

Cuiyun also knew that she had made a slip of the tongue, so she lowered her head and said, "I'm talking nonsense...Grandma wants to adopt, so why not give Brother Yun to the second young master? The second young master always loves Brother Yun, maybe Once you hear this, you agree."

"Of course I want Brother Yun to have such a great blessing, but he is so old, who knows if the second young master wants to..." Jing Yu sighed, "That's all, it's useless to think too much, I don't know if I'm not sure yet. If you have it, even if you have it, you may not be a brother, let’s talk about it.”

Cuiyun was helpless, dared not say anything, opened the door and let the maids come in to help Jingyu wash up and go to bed together.