Tong Yangxiao's "daughter-in-law"

It always exudes a faint white light, and the slender figure feels a little weak, but it gives people a warm feeling for no reason.

For a moment, some couldn't help but want to stretch out his hand to embrace the person in front of him, but just when Nalan Xuanxi raised his hand, An Lingqing suddenly turned his head, and suddenly there was a person behind him, who suddenly threatened An Lingqing. I had to drop the vase that I was holding in my hand and was about to change it to the ground. The porcelain fell to the ground and made a harsh cracking sound in the room.

Eyes widened, An Lingqing quickly squatted down to pick up the fragments of the broken vase, but when he was about to touch the sharp fragments, his hands were immediately held, feeling a little upset, and he was about to stare. A glance at the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared behind him quietly.

Looking up, he saw Nalan Xuanxi with an apologetic smile on his face. Almost immediately, An Lingqing's face changed into surprise again, and his tone was full of surprise, "Master Nalan, how could it be you?"

With a slight smile, Nalan Xuanxi stretched out his hand to help An Lingqing up, with a faint smile in his eyes, "I'm so sorry, I suddenly appeared behind you, didn't I scare you?"

Shaking his head, An Lingqing pushed Nalan Xuanxi to sit on a chair beside him, turned around to make tea for him, and said, "I thought the young master was making fun of An Ling again, he always likes this Appearing suddenly scares me."

Bringing the tea to Nalan Xuanxi, An Lingqing said with some embarrassment, "Mr. Nalan, sit down for a while, and Anling will clean up the residue." Upon hearing this, Nalan Xuanxi quickly put the teacup Put it on the small table, and grabbed An Lingqing with one hand.

"Don't mess with it, just let Xiao Er clean it up later, be careful not to scratch your hand." Nalan Xuanxi held An Lingqing's hand in his own, and sighed leisurely, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, "If this My hands are hurt, and my heart aches."

His face blushed slightly, An Lingqing somehow felt that Nalan Xuanxi was a little weird today, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, feeling that Nalan Xuanxi didn't make things difficult for him, he immediately let go of his hand, he couldn't help but feel relieved from the bottom of his heart tone.

Subconsciously stretched out his right hand and touched the small earlobe, An Lingqing blinked, thought for a while, and then said, "An Ling likes to clean up the room between me and the young master himself, Mr. Nalan should sit first, I will be careful Don't let your hands get scratched."

As soon as the words fell, An Lingqing quickly ran to the desk to clean up the wreckage, as if there was a flood of beasts behind, and when Nalan Xuanxi heard An Lingqing's words and saw his inexplicable resistance, there was a gleam in his eyes. The color became darker, and some unknown emotions swirled and disappeared in a blink of an eye, but the hand subconsciously clenched the small teacup.

When An Lingqing packed up, it was already time for a cup of tea. Nalan Xuanxi saw that An Lingqing had changed into an exquisitely crafted moon-white robe embroidered with gold thread, and her hair was neatly pulled up. Only the white jade hairpin remained unchanged.

Although such An Lingqing looks more delicate and charming, Nalan Xuanxi's heart is entwined with a layer of disappointment. In fact, he prefers An Lingqing's previous home appearance, rather than treating him as a Distinguished guests need to be well-dressed and entertained carefully.

Smiling at Nalan Xuanxi, An Lingqing took out a small purse from his bosom, his eyes stained with a bit of complacency, he waved the small purse in front of Nalan Xuanxi's eyes, and pulled Nalan Xuanxi up. Xi put the small pouch in his palm, raised her head and said happily, "Master Nalan, this is for you, it was sewn by An Ling himself!"

Feeling flattered for a moment, Nalan Xuanxi stared blankly at the dark blue purse lying in his palm, and couldn't help but reach out to touch the orchid embroidered with colored silk thread, and murmured, "Why did you think of giving it away?" Me?" Don't you know the custom in the capital, giving the other party a purse is a hint of courtship?

An Lingqing didn't notice Nalan Xuanxi's strangeness at all, with a happy smile on his face, he took Nalan Xuanxi with one hand and walked out, saying, "Because Mr. Nalan is the first one in Anling I know friends from outside! In fact, An Ling embroidered it a long time ago, but you left before I had time to give it to you, and I finally saw you this time!"

However, the emotion on Nalan Xuanxi's face gradually faded away. He held An Lingqing back to stop him from continuing to pull him out. Seeing An Lingqing turning his head to look at him with some doubts, Nalan Xuanxi Staring fixedly at An Lingqing, he asked again, "Is it just because of friends?"

Blinking his eyes, An Lingqing nodded obediently even though he was a little strange, "Well, one is for Mr. Nalan, one is for Brother Zimei, one is for Brother Yi, one is for Brother Yi, and one is for Mu Nan, hehe..." As he spoke, An Lingqing Ling Qing rolled his eyes and smiled happily, "However, Mr. Nalan is the first one! Because we are very good friends."

An Lingqing thought to himself that he would send out the embroidered bags one by one, and his thoughts drifted away a lot for a while, so he didn't notice Nalan Xuanxi's face suddenly turning pale at this time, nor did he hear the other party's subconscious He muttered to himself, "So it was prepared for me alone..."

Until the hand was held too tightly and it hurt, An Lingqing raised his head and saw that Nalan Xuanxi's face seemed a little uneasy, even the eyes made him feel a little creepy for no reason, the smile on An Lingqing's face froze for a moment Stopped, he lowered his head and moved his wrist and said in a low voice, "Master Nalan, you squeezed too tightly, An Ling feels a little hurt."

As if waking up immediately, the expression on Nalan Xuanxi's face immediately returned to the smile of an elegant nobleman. He quickly let go of his hand, and when he saw An Lingqing's hand was pinched red by him, he frowned. He stretched out his hand Holding An Lingqing's hand, he felt distressed, "Does it hurt? It's my fault. I was thinking about something just now, but I forgot."

The previous feeling that Nalan Xuanxi was a bit strange came back, An Lingqing was not afraid at this time, but stretched out his other hand to cover Nalan Xuanxi's arm, full of worry, "Nalan Is there something bothering you, sir? Why are you always frowning?" As he spoke, An Lingqing stretched out his fingers to smooth out the ugly wrinkles between Nalan Xuanxi's brows.

Gradually, the smile on Nalan Xuanxi's face could no longer be maintained, and the emotion in his eyes seemed to be able to swallow An Lingqing in front of him. An Lingqing was a little terrified by such burning eyes, and he withdrew his eyes hesitantly. hands.

"An Ling, do you want to see the imperial palace?" Nalan Xuanxi suddenly asked.

"Imperial Palace?" An Lingqing thought he heard it wrong, and raised his head full of surprise, but saw Nalan Xuanxi nodding seriously, "Actually, the Imperial Palace is my home, and now I invite you to visit me as a friend." Would you like to play at home for a few days?"

"Ah?..." Hearing this, An Lingqing immediately widened his eyes and opened his mouth in surprise. Seeing that the other party was not serious about joking at all, he finally withdrew his hand nonchalantly, reached out and squeezed it. My little earlobe was full of embarrassment, "I have to ask my young master first."

Frowning slightly, Nalan Xuanxi was about to continue lobbying, but the door creaked and was pushed open, followed by a low and lazy male voice, "It's rare for the emperor to think highly of it, Cao Min is willing to bring his wife into the palace!" How about a trip..."

At this time Nangong Ye was leaning lazily against the door in an ice blue silk robe, An Lingqing saw him against the sun, the sun shrouded him in a golden light, his handsome face, For a moment, the powerful aura gave people the impression that they were suddenly descended from the gods.

"Hehe..." Accompanied by a low laugh, Nangong Ye teleported in front of An Lingqing. He lifted his chin with one hand, and rubbed his delicate cheeks back and forth with his fingers vaguely. Glancing at Nalan Xuanxi without provocation, his lowered voice was full of provocation, "Does my daughter-in-law think my husband-in-law looks good?"

In an instant, Nalan Xuanxi's face became extremely ugly, but when he saw An Lingqing's flushed face and bewildered look, he couldn't say a word, he could only keep a cold face and felt that he had never been sour. The feeling began to come to my heart wave after wave.

It was empty words and disappeared, and the clock went upstairs on the moon.

The dream is far away from crying hard to call, the book is urged to become Mo Wei thick.

The wax shines on a half-cage of golden jadeite, and the musk is slightly embroidered with hibiscus.

Liu Lang hated Pengshan for being far away, even more than [-] yuan away from Pengshan.

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64. Chapter 62 Looking at Yanjiang Wanqing Shenqiu...

Nangong Ye used a clever way of speaking to express that he and An Lingqing needed to make preparations, so as not to be embarrassing or violate any taboos in the palace. It was inevitable that An Lingqing would see something. Nalan Xuanxi had to go back to the palace first, expressing that Send someone to pick you up later.

And An Lingqing lost the ability to think when he heard Nangong Ye call Nalan Xuanxi the emperor. When Nalan Xuanxi left, he slowly woke up in panic. Nangong Ye kept stroking the thief's hand on his chin ambiguously, staring wide-eyed, grabbed Nangong Ye's sleeve, and asked in a low voice as if afraid of being heard, "Master Nalan is the emperor?"

Raising his eyebrows lightly, Nangong Ye's tone was full of indifference, "So what if it's true, so what if it's not?" Seeing An Lingqing's widened eyes for a moment, Nangong Ye felt a little displeased, because An Lingqing There was obvious adoration in Ling Qing's eyes.

Slowly raised the corners of his lips, Nangong Ye slightly narrowed his slightly raised phoenix eyes, the long lines at the end of his eyes made his brows look a little more enchanted, he wrapped his arms around An Lingqing's waist Limbs, leaned closer to his ear, exhaled warm breath, and lowered his voice, "Does my wife care?"

It felt like An Lingqing immediately tightened his grip on himself nervously.