Tong Yangxiao's "daughter-in-law"

Seeing Shangguan Yi sit down on the bench, he began to mutter, "Oh! Mr. Shangguan, you are such a good person, I can't talk to you! It's really killing me! Just now..."

As soon as he said this, Mu Nan suddenly remembered that An Lingqing was gone, he immediately jumped up from the bench, grabbed Shangguan Yi's lapel in panic, and said in a panic, "Sir Shangguan, my young lady is gone , he was stolen by a man wearing a silver mask, help me get it back!"

As soon as he heard that An Lingqing was gone, Shangguan Yi's smiling face suddenly changed, and he asked in a deep voice, "Has Xiaoqing been taken away?"

Nodding his head, Mu Nan replied anxiously, "Well, just now a man dressed in black and wearing half a silver mask broke into the house of my young mistress and me, he hit my dumb acupoint, and then stole young mistress Xiaoqing! "

Hearing this, Shangguan Yi's expression suddenly softened. He gave Mu Nan a weird look, turned around and sat back on the stool, took a sip of tea from the teacup, and said in a strange tone, "You don't know who that person is. ?”

Seeing that Shangguan Yi actually sat back, Mu Nan's eyes widened angrily in an instant, he grabbed Shangguan Yi's arm with one hand, and said in a vicious voice, "Hey! I said, why can't you understand human language! How can I Will you know who the kidnapper is? Thanks to you being a good friend of the young master, my young mistress is gone, and you don't even help, and are still drinking tea leisurely?"

The more he talked, the more angry Mu Nan finally snorted, "Huh! I misread you." Then he threw off Shangguan Yi's arm angrily, turned his head and was about to run out, preparing to find a rescuer by himself Look for An Lingqing.

Seeing the colorful expression changes on Mu Nan's face, Shangguan Yi couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. At this moment, he could understand Nangong Ye's intention to touch his dumb acupoint.

When Mu Nan said that the wind was like rain and ran out, Shangguan Yi finally stood up helplessly and stopped him. Seeing the other party suddenly raised his head and stared at him fiercely, Shangguan Yi said with an inexplicable sigh, "You Don't worry, the one wearing the silver mask is your young master..."

"Ah?" Mu Nan asked blankly, then lowered his head to think for a moment, and said to himself, "If it's the young master, then it's understandable to tap my dumb point..."

Shangguan Yi heard Mu Nan's murmur, and he had nothing to say for a moment. He really didn't expect Nangong Ye's personal servant to be such a person. After a while, he saw Mu Nan sweeping away the previous Haze lifted his head and smiled cleanly, even pulled him back to sit on the stool, poured him tea and started chattering non-stop.

The corners of his mouth were slightly curved in a funny way, Shangguan Yi couldn't help feeling that although this thick-headed and thick-headed young man was a bit dumbfounded, he was also rare and sincere.

Seeing Mu Nan's mouth opening and closing, scenes of the past began to emerge in his mind, Shangguan Yi subconsciously took out the wood carving that he had always carried with him from his arms, lowered his head and slowly stroked the smiling face engraved in his heart .

"Eh?" Mu Nan's eyes widened in surprise, and he exclaimed, "Isn't this young mistress?"

Surprised, Shangguan Yi hurriedly hid the leaked emotions on his face, raised his head and smiled gently and elegantly, "Yes, when I went to visit Uncle Nangong in Nangong Mansion, when I met Xiaoqing in the mansion, I thought for him carved."

Mu Nan leaned closer and carefully looked at the wood carving by candlelight. When he raised his head again, his eyes filled with admiration when he looked at Shang Guanyi. He clenched his hands into fists, blinked his eyes, and said eagerly, " Can you teach me?"

Shangguan Yi was afraid that Mu Nan would see his hidden emotions, so he nodded without thinking too much, and when Xiao Er came to call him, he picked up his bag and left quickly. Zi Zi, just smiled silly thinking that he would also carve one for Young Mistress Qing.

When Nangong Ye put An Lingqing back on the bed and was about to leave to wash up, An Lingqing suddenly woke up. He rubbed his eyes with one hand, and grabbed Nangong Ye's sleeve with the other, calling softly, "Master, you are back?"

Turning his head around, Nangong Ye sat back on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to touch An Lingqing's forehead, lowered his head and kissed his side face lightly, and said softly, "Well, I'm back."

An Lingqing rubbed his eyes again, and was about to sit up while talking, "The young master must have not eaten well or rested outside for several days, okay? An Ling is going to prepare some food for you, and then help you wash your hands." Back rub."

Holding down An Lingqing's body that was eager to sit up, Nangong Ye stared fixedly at An Lingqing's doubtful and clear eyes, and for a moment he was so emotional that he couldn't help himself, he lowered his head and kissed An Lingqing's lips heavily. , seems to want to completely convey the excitement and emotion in my heart to the other party.

"En...shao..." Just when An Lingqing opened his mouth to call the young master, Nangong Ye's tongue nimbly got into his mouth, and then hooked the soft little tongue, twirled and danced.

Slowly, Nangong Ye's kiss slid to the side of the neck, only making An Lingqing's body a little limp from being kissed. He closed his eyes tightly and hugged Nangong Ye's neck with both hands. For a long time, only Nangong Ye sighed. Whispered in his ear, "Anling, the Nangong family is finally free, and we are finally free too."

He opened his eyes and looked at Nangong Ye with some doubts. An Lingqing's thoughts were still a little confused. That face made him look extremely cute. Seeing An Lingqing's pitiful appearance, Nangong Ye chuckled and kissed Kissing his nose, she said softly and affectionately, "An Ling, I don't want anything but you."

Hearing this sentence, An Lingqing's lips immediately burst into a bright smile. He hugged Nangong Ye's neck tightly, rubbed his side face coquettishly, and said in a small voice, "Ye, An Ling My heart is so sweet, I feel like I'm about to fly..."

The lamp on the upper floor is accompanied by Xiaoshuang, and the person who sleeps alone gets up on the bed of acacia.

Lovesickness and one-night stand have many corners and the horizon is not long.

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63

63. The 61st chapter is [-] weights away from Pengshan...

The emperor's list of the world's change of master was released soon, and Nalan Xuanyi, who was kicked off the dragon chair just after taking the throne, seemed to be a criminal subject in the emperor's list, and Nalan Xuanxi was on the side of the Qing emperor, loyal to protect the lord and The good ministers and beautiful generals of Wei Jiangshan, after all, history is always written by the victors.

But the truth of the matter is that the common people don't really care that much, not to mention that there are not many people who can read the characters on the imperial list, and many people just watch the fun at the gate of the city, and those who can understand don't care about it. They must understand politics, so most of them just sighed and left the matter behind.

In fact, Nalan Xuanxi still has a lot of things to deal with at this time, but his thoughts of longing have already penetrated into his flesh and blood, making his heart completely unable to calm down, because he knows that An Lingqing is only a few feet away from him at this time.

I don't know what An Ling looks like now, and what is he doing?

"Your Majesty, if you're tired, take a break. You can't finish your official duties. Your body is important." The chief eunuch who followed him saw Nalan Xuanxi in a daze at the memorial again, and finally asked in a worried voice. There was a sound.

After regaining consciousness, Nalan Xuanxi put the wolf hair brush in his hand on the edge of the inkstone, after thinking for a while, he finally stood up and ordered, "Change clothes, leave the palace."

I was a little surprised, but the chief eunuch is also a wonderful person, so he quickly sent the casual clothes over, and waited on Nalan Xuanxi to change the clothes, and then bowed respectfully, "Rong slave will go to take care of it first." fan."

Nodding his head, Nalan Xuanxi caught a glimpse of a small object out of the corner of his eye, his eyes lit up, he walked forward quickly, reached out and took down a very small jade ruyi placed on the antique table, the jade ruyi was exquisitely shaped , about the size of a little finger, it looks very cute in the palm of your hand.

Exquisite, elegant, small, and cute, all these made Nalan Xuanxi feel that this jade ruyi resembled An Lingqing very much, so he held it in his palm contentedly, and summoned a maid at random to ask her to find a red rope, and then He carefully tied Yu Ruyi up with a red string and put it around his waist.

Thinking that An Lingqing would open his eyes full of surprise when he saw Yu Ruyi, think that he would smile sweetly with the corners of his mouth curled up, and even think that there would be faint dimples on his cheeks, Nalan Xuanxi immediately fell in love with her. Can't wait, he wants to see An Lingqing immediately.

So, instead of waiting for the servants to arrange everything, Nalan Xuanxi pushed the door and walked out alone, and flew out of this luxurious but cage-like imperial palace with light kung fu.

Today Nalan Xuanxi is dressed in light dark green, and his hair is fixed in a small bun with a jasper hairpin. When he appeared in front of An Lingqing with a warm smile in his eyes, he exuded an elegant and scholarly temperament. , can only make people think of a few words, a gentleman is like jade, gentle and dignified.

Nalan Xuanxi jumped into the room from the window, and approached An Lingqing with light footsteps. At this time, An Lingqing was tidying up the study. He was only wearing a simple plain silk dress. Glide over each book, each pen, and return them to their place, neatly organized.

All of a sudden, Nalan Xuanxi was even a little jealous of every object that An Lingqing took care of carefully, just because they were treated so tenderly, the hand that caressed the book seemed to fall on her body, and it felt so tender. His softness and warmth softened his heart.

This is the back figure that always appears in dreams tirelessly. The long black hair is scattered on the right shoulder, and there is a white hosta on the head.