Tong Yangxiao's "daughter-in-law"

Like, collapsed, Mu Nan felt that this oolong was too big, although in fact he didn't care so much about whether it was a man or a woman, as long as he was like the young lady Xiaoqing whom he admired the most.

But but!The person in front of him is obviously not that kind of delicate beauty, but a liar and a gardener!

Ah... What I want is a gentle little beauty like the young mistress, why would this pedantic child ruin my first love, which died before it even started? !

Thinking about it, Mu Nan lowered his shoulders, like a defeated rooster, he stretched out his hand to push Song Yitong away, and said impatiently, "Go away, go away, I'm going to boil hot water for young mistress."

Later, Song Yitong kept wanting to tease Mu Nan, wanting to see his cute face with wide-eyed eyes, but Mu Nan was really a reckless master. When had Song Yitong been so ignored by others, and was finally accepted by others? He was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, he secretly gritted his teeth and vowed that he must take down this piece of wood, and then throw it away ruthlessly!

Since then, Nangong Ye and his party have had another uninvited guest...

once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.

Take a look at the flowering lazy, half-edge monastic half-edge.

The author has something to say: Xiaoyan, classmate Song Yitong, dare to think so, you must know that mothers hate such scumbags the most, and they are just waiting to be abused~~ Hehe~~ Huo Huo Xiang Song Yitong~~~ Everyone Dear friends, happy new year!

Chapter 21 Last Night Stars Last Night Wind

Enveloped with a touch of hot air, the mist rose slowly, Nangong Ye carefully hugged An Lingqing who was still asleep, holding the soft fragrance and gentle jade in his arms, not to mention the beauty was still on his untidy body. Rubbing back and forth, Nangong Ye began to feel restless.

But when he thought of the bloodstains on the bed sheet, all desires disappeared in an instant. Damn it, he actually let his precious daughter-in-law Anling bleed. His heart was heavy with heartache and remorse, so much so that he saw Anlingqing again. After the traces of different shades, an inexplicable pity welled up in my heart.

Holding An Lingqing into the bathtub together, just touching the hot water, An Lingqing's body trembled suddenly, humming softly as he was about to wake up, Nangong Ye quickly hugged him tightly, raised his hand and patted An Lingqing gently back, coaxing softly, "Hey, brother Ye cleans An Ling's body, An Ling continues to sleep, brother Ye is here."

He hummed softly the tune that he used to lull An Lingqing to sleep when he was a child. After a while, An Lingqing's slightly frowning brows eased. Nangong Ye let An Lingqing lean on his chest, wrapping his arms around his waist, With the other hand, he poured warm water on An Lingqing's body with a ladle, and then carefully washed every part of his skin with a silk cloth.

When the wound was washed, Nangong Ye just touched An Lingqing's body lightly, causing An Lingqing's body to tremble. Nangong Ye quickly reached out to caress An Lingqing's back, and then let him wrap his legs around his waist for convenience. Wash the wound, because if it is not treated properly, An Lingqing will feel even more uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Nangong Ye made up his mind to quickly clean up the wounds and dirt inside and out, then washed himself casually, stood up holding An Lingqing, and wiped off the water for him with a silk brocade handkerchief. Only then did he walk back to the bed where Mu Nan had already changed the sheets.

Gently put An Lingqing on the bed, put on a coat casually, Nangong Ye picked up the medicine that Song Yitong had given him before, and as soon as he uncorked the bottle, a burst of rich fragrance came to his nostrils, he sniffed in satisfaction, and found that it was Nangong Ye poured out a little of the liquid potion and put it in the palm of his hand, then first applied it on Xiaoju's wound, and then rubbed it little by little on An Lingqing's body where he had kissed and left marks.

After taking care of everything, Nangong Ye carefully put the bottle away, watching the marks on An Lingqing's body recover to whiteness at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even a little more dewy, even that part seemed to become soft After a while, I was even more amazed, it really is the world-famous "ghost doctor".

I thought in my heart that since the effect is so good, I will let Song Yitong offer the remaining bottle with both hands, and let him refine more, and use some for Anling every day. In that case, there will be hope for happiness. up.

Thinking about it, Nangong Ye felt that life was very happy. He couldn't help but smirked. He lowered his head and saw the jade body that seemed to be coated with a faint white light under the moonlight. There was no trace of desire in his eyes, but It is gentle and affectionate.

Nangong Ye lowered his head slowly, and placed a light kiss on An Lingqing's neck, then took off his coat, pulled An Lingqing into his arms, pulled up the silk quilt on one side and put it on the two of them, his eyes glowing Gentle, Nangong Ye caressed An Lingqing's soft long hair with his light hand in a daze, and then gently parted the long bangs on his forehead.

Suddenly his eyes widened, Nangong Ye saw the Manjusawa flower that had fully bloomed, and was amazed by the shocking beauty brought by the birthmark. Nangong Ye couldn't help but gently stroked the blood-red flower, muttering to himself, "Daughter-in-law Anling, why are you becoming more and more charming as you grow... I have already attracted a wolf, now, I have to watch it more closely, and I have to teach you some wolf-proof skills, Beware of being deceived..."

After kissing the birthmark, Nangong Ye narrowed his eyes, leaned his head on the top of An Lingqing's head, and whispered to himself, "Although you are always making trouble for me, you little idiot, but... I am willing to do it." Qing pulled her into her arms, Nangong Ye closed her eyes, and fell asleep quietly.

However, in another room, Nalan Xuanxi was silently looking at the lone moon in the sky. The summer night should be cool, but he felt cold for no reason. Invite the moon who is as lonely as him to drink together until you get drunk.

The bright moonlight shone on Nalan Xuanxi's body, casting a shadow. The shadow dragged on for a long time, as if he felt the loneliness and helplessness from his master, and the light and elegant light seemed too cold.

Drunk and dreamy, alone in white clothes better than snow, resigned from the world and independent, holding a short and delicate jade flute in his hand, bathed in the sun, smiling spotlessly, small dimples looming, his clothes fluttering with the wind The curvature of his face seems to be his temperament, soft and warm.

There was another person, he was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, against the light he could only see a shadow, and with that slender and tall figure, he gracefully put one hand behind his back, and slowly stretched out the other to the boy in white. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could feel that there must be a light but warm smile on his face, maybe those eyes were also clear and innocent, as vast and boundless as the blue sky.

At this time, the light smile on the boy's face in white rippled instantly when he saw the man in the dragon robe, and turned into a deep sweet smile. The man in the dragon robe strode forward and hugged him. The boy turned around and put it on the ground lightly, stroked his hair, and asked softly, "An Ling, I came to see you, did you stay obediently in the harem today?"

The young man nodded, hugged the man's neck with both hands, kissed the man's side face, and replied seemingly obediently, "The concubine is very obedient today, I just learned a new song, and I want to play it for the emperor!"

Frowning, the man corrected softly, "Call me Xuan Xi, I'm not the emperor here, but your husband-in-law."

Puckering his mouth slightly, the young man said dissatisfiedly, "Obviously you called yourself 'Zhen' first, so what's wrong with me calling myself 'Concubine'?! Tell me, did another minister send you a daughter or a son?"

The corners of his mouth were slightly bent, it was a warm arc, the man hugged the jealous boy in white, and gently smelled the faint smell of home that only belonged to the boy, "Anling, the feeling of having you by my side is truly amazing. Well, I am no longer alone, the only thing that makes me feel at ease in this muddy palace is you, stay by my side..."

A cry of exclamation belonging to the girl completely shattered this dream. The man watched the boy in his arms quickly turn into pieces and disappeared, and the environment around him also quickly disappeared. In the end, he was still alone, even though he was wearing a dragon robe. , King of the world.

Opening her eyes, Nalan Xuanxi was a little dazed, was that just a dream?But it was so beautiful and real that he wanted to just drown in that dream and never come out again.

Is this the so-called Huangliang Yimeng, or Nankey Yimeng?Or is it just that you think about it every day and dream at night?Can someone know?In fact, I can't tell.

Glancing at the jumbled wine bottles on the table, Nalan Xuanxi looked unpredictable for a while, and remained silent for a long time. He raised his head, walked to the window, pushed the window open, and suddenly the sun was so bright that he had to squint his eyes. Reach out to shade from the sun.

After adapting to the light, Nalan Xuanxi looked out the window. There was no one on the street, it was clear and cold, but also quiet. After a long silence, he breathed out a foul breath and whispered to himself, "What if it wasn't a dream?..." A sharp light flashed through his eyes.

The morning sun is soft and warm. Nangong Ye was woken up by Qian Bi Xiaozi's high-pitched exclamation. He frowned tightly, but when he turned his face, he saw that the gauze curtain was lifted up by two girls at some point. They were staring at him, and An Lingqing on the bed.

Qian Bi Xiaozi stretched out her hand at the same time, pointed at Nangong Ye tremblingly, said out of tune, "You...you..." Then the two looked at each other and shouted angrily, "Young Master, you ate Young Mistress!?"

Physical exhaustion could not overwhelm Qian Bi Xiaozi's high-pitched voice, An Lingqing was finally woken up, wrinkled his nose, hummed softly and rubbed his face against Nangong Ye's chest, moving slowly The eyeballs opened with trembling eyelashes.

"Master..."

Glancing at Qian Bi Xiaozi, Nangong Ye turned his head and gently stroked An Lingqing's hair, patted his back, and coaxed him softly, "I'm here, An Ling can sleep a little longer!"

You looked at me and I looked at you in astonishment, and Qian Bixiaozi said to the other party at the same time, "Really? My dear young mistress Xiao Qing's innocence