Your Majesty's three views follow the five senses

"General, is it really okay for us to do this?" At the gate of Xiangfu, A Cai knocked out the two guards at the gate, and hung a small bright lantern high on the beam.

Meng Yiyao jumped down from the courtyard wall, clapped her hands happily and said, "What's wrong? Look at the two of them, they are clearly in love with each other, and they still want to play themselves as a bitter lover. I go into the water? What Queen of the Great South actually made trouble in my general's mansion."

A Cai laughed and said, "Master Lin is right. Only His Majesty is worthy of someone like a general."

"You like you to marry, but I don't like that little brat. After the two of them have cooked the rice, I don't want to renege on it." Meng Yiyao said, seeming to think that the little emperor moved too slowly, and kept turning towards him. Looking down the street.

"General, return the remaining medicine to me." A Cai looked at her desperate look and said with a smile.

Meng Yiyao was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, turned her head to look at her and said, "What's left? Where's the rest? Am I leaving it for you to harm other young masters?"

A Cai was stunned by her sincere and calm appearance, with a look of astonishment on her face, she smiled wryly after a while and said, "Such a large package of medicine, you wouldn't..." "A lot? Ah Yi, he swallowed it by mistake before. I took the iron bone from Yushan, and it was a blessing in disguise, and I couldn’t find any ordinary medicine, so I poured a whole pack into it.” Meng Yiyao said, flicking her ponytail triumphantly.

Yes, you can do it.

A Cai didn't know how to describe her current mood.

Xu Shi heard the sound of the wheels and the horseshoes driving towards this side. Meng Yiyao grabbed the little beauty's slender waist and jumped up on her toes. She walked lightly and quietly into the night. dust.

She is probably the only one in the world who can be carried and flew by General Meng like this.There was a trace of warmth in my heart, and under the soft moonlight, Ruyu's face quietly climbed two patches of pink.

...... "Your Majesty, we're here." Eunuch Lin put down the carriage stool, bent over and lifted the bell, and waited respectfully for the people in the carriage to get up.

Nan Wenqing jumped down lightly, raised her eyes and saw the butterfly lantern hanging by the door, feeling a little disappointed in her heart.

"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister has hung up the lanterns, why did you..." Eunuch Lin asked in confusion as he looked at his Majesty's disgruntled appearance.

Nan Wenqing smiled wryly when he heard the words, and sighed: "There is a lotus palace lantern bestowed by the emperor in the prime minister's mansion, which is much better than this, but I want to hang a butterfly lantern here. Do you think he hung this lantern?"

Eunuch Lin nodded his head when he heard the words, and tentatively asked softly: "Then, is your Majesty going in or—" "Go in, why not go in? Is there any king in the world? Could it be that he can still drive me out?" As Wen Qing said, he unrestrainedly displayed the keeled golden fan in his hand, stepped into the gate of the Prime Minister's mansion confidently, and walked towards the prime minister's bedroom with ease.

Eunuch Lin behind him looked a little embarrassed. After all, he was the emperor, and he visited the prime minister's mansion secretly at night, not because of some important political affairs.

It's clear that the stars are holding the moon when they are young, when did they fall to the point of chasing after others?

Damn, it seems that Your Majesty is getting more and more depressed by this prime minister..."A Yi?" There was an orange gleam, and outside the door, Nan Wenqing tapped on the long handle, calling his name carefully.

It was autumn, and the night was frosty and dewy, and the little emperor didn't wear the cloak because he thought it was too heavy. Now he stood outside the door for a long time, and he really felt cold.

Indoors, Xia Yi was sitting on a carved wooden chair with his forehead propped up, his eyes were slightly drunk, and his cheeks were flushed.The wine cup was placed in the center of the table, with a celadon wine glass in his hand, and a few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes that he was reluctant to eat in the small porcelain plate.

He just drank a few cups of wine, and for some reason, his chest felt tight, and his whole body was hot and uncomfortable.Xia Yi tugged at the neckline indiscriminately, his vision was a little blurred, and he seemed to hear someone calling him in a trance.

"Ayi, I'm coming in?" Nan Wenqing felt something was wrong and asked tentatively.

There was only a sound of fabric being torn from inside the room, and then something seemed to be knocked to the ground. Nan Wenqing motioned Lin Shangde to go down and rest, and opened the door by himself.

Eunuch Lin, who was abandoned by His Majesty in this way, was a little helpless. It seemed that he had to find a place to live on his own.

"A Yi?" Nan Wenqing just closed the door and turned around. Before she could react, her wrists were tightly bound by a pair of slightly hot hands, and she pressed against the wooden door.

The little emperor stood outside the door and blew the cold wind for a long time, his body was slightly cool, the disheveled Prime Minister bent down slightly, his hot forehead pressed against the little emperor's somewhat cold forehead, and pressed tightly against each other.

It seemed that he had regained a trace of sobriety, and the cool body made him feel comfortable, so he pressed tighter, and the tip of his nose lightly rubbed against the man's face.

This posture... a group of mud horses galloped past Nan Wenqing's heart... Seeing the confused and fascinated appearance in front of him, the little emperor focused his attention.The lantern at the door, in this coquettish state, could it be that someone drugged it?

With this motive, he can come and go freely in the prime minister's mansion, and he can also quietly put this medicine in the prime minister's wine cup... In the whole world, only General Meng can do it.

The little emperor was a little helpless, and he didn't know whether to blame her for making her own decisions, or to be glad that she helped secretly. He was worrying about how to face Xia Yi tonight.

"Your Majesty..." He was a little annoyed when he felt the little brat moving uneasily, but perhaps he could smell the faint fragrance of magnolia on that man's body, which made him feel at ease.

The prime minister murmured softly with a hoarse voice.

"Yi, do you like me?" Thinking of this person falling asleep after finishing speaking last night, he was very depressed.

Xia Yi's mind was a little confused, and he immediately threw away all the righteousness of the country, let go of his hands, and held him tightly in his arms: "I like it, I like Qing'er."

Nan Wenqing smiled, wrapped his arms around his neck, and blew into his ear, "Is Ah Yi feeling bad?"

Xia Yi was so aroused by this action, his hands unconsciously climbed to the man's belt, but because the tie was too complicated, he couldn't untie it no matter what, so he became more and more annoyed.

"You carry me to the bed, and I'll untie it myself, okay?" Nan Wenqing put her legs around his waist and coaxed softly.

Xia Yi was already in a lot of pain, but this sentence aroused his heart in an instant, and he didn't care about the severity, while tugging at the little emperor's dragon robe, he staggered towards the couch.

Nan Wenqing was very hurt by him, but she didn't resist... "It hurts a lot for the first time! Please lighten me up—oh!" Before he could finish speaking, the little emperor's voice was heard again A frantic kiss was blocked, and then disappeared in a fierce gasp.

The bright candles are full, shaking gently, the warm candles repel the cold wind outside the house, leaving only the infinite spring in the room, a quiet place...?