Princess, the little monk is polite!

"Song Aiqing, you are a great young master. You are dignified, capable of writing and martial arts, and you have your own opinions in doing things. You will definitely be a pillar of talent in the future!" Perhaps because of Murong Jingyang's return to the palace, Murong Chen The mood is very good, and there is a smile that can't be stopped between words.

"Your Majesty has given you a prize! How dare a dog throw an axe in front of the Emperor." Song Qingshan bent over, and said again: "Junyi, don't hesitate to thank the Holy Grace!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The thick male voice exuded confidence between his brows.

"Haha! Good!" Murong Chen looked at Song Qingshan again with a smile on his face, and said, "Why don't you give me half of your son, how about it?"

"I'm terrified." When Song Qingshan said this, he lowered his head and looked humble, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What's there to be afraid of? You're a bit out of touch when you tell me that." Murong Chen waved his hand again, and said to Song Junyi, "I often walk around in the palace, and my Jingyang is about the same size as yours. , the most important thing is that I really like to see young people like you in the palace, and it happens to let the palace be filled with your aura."

"Yes, Your Majesty, Junyi has often come to the palace since then." Song Junyi was no younger than his father, after all, he was a little bit impatient when he was praised a little, and he immediately answered.

"Father, does the emperor mean that he wants to betroth Jingyang to me?" Song Junyi asked impatiently as soon as he left the palace.

As soon as the words fell, Song Qingshan sternly said: "Nonsense! Don't even look at where this is, just say what you say!"

Song Junyi respected Song Qingshan the most since he was a child, and he was also the most afraid of Song Qingshan. After being yelled at like this, his face turned pale immediately, and sweat broke out on his forehead, "What the father taught is that the son is wrong."

Song Qingshan frowned, rolled his eyes and looked around a few times, then waved his hands and got on the carriage first.

"Look at you, my father just said a few words about you, you are afraid of becoming like this, Yi'er, you are not young, why are you still so impatient!" Song Qingshan really hates iron and steel, "Yi'er , you must always keep in mind that no one can be said to be absolutely sure until the last step of the matter, especially the holy will. Accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger. Presumptuous speculation will only cause trouble for the upper body." After so many years as an official, Song Qingshan deeply Know the hardships and dangers above the court.

"Yes, Dad, I've made it down." Although Song Junyi lowered his head at the moment, his young face was full of conceited expressions, thinking that the princess belonged to him.

"Who is it!" The guard guarding the palace gate stood in front of the carriage.

"What's the matter?" Wei Changfeng unhurriedly opened the curtain of the carriage, poked his head out, and asked slowly.

"It turned out to be Master Wei!" Seeing that it was Wei Changfeng, the guard hurriedly gestured to let the others go, and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

Then Wei Changfeng slowly lowered the door curtain.

The carriage stopped at the Western Suburb Courtyard.

"Thank you, Mr. Wei." Jing Jing and Qiu Bao got out of the carriage one after the other.

"The princess is serious, this is what a humble official should do." Wei Changfeng bowed his body and clasped his fists.

Jingyang smiled slightly, "Then I will thank you." He turned his head and said, "Qiubao, let's go in."

Still the same, Jingyang pushed the door with his front foot and entered the wing room, but Qiu Bao was pushed back by the maid on his back foot, and stood guard in front of the door by himself.

"It's empty." Jingyang didn't see Kong when he entered the door. He just lifted his foot and walked towards the inner room. After a few steps, he saw a person lying straight on the bed.

Jingyang pursed his lips and smiled, took his steps lightly, but speeded up, walked to the side of the bed in three steps at a time, opened half of the pink gauze curtains, and rubbed Kong's ears pamperingly.

"Hmm." Probably still in his sleep, he babbled a few words, poked his ears with his hands, turned his body inward and turned his back on Jingyang.

But Jingyang didn't intend to let her go so easily, he propped himself up, raised his hand, and continued to harass Kong's ears, which were soft and small, and there was a layer of almost transparent fluff on it.

Feeling that someone was teasing his ears, Kong Kong couldn't bear the harassment, and finally woke up, with his eyes blindfolded, he began to look for the "culprit".

"Don't get up yet? What time is it? It will be noon in a while." Jingyang poked the dimple on Kong's face with his little finger, enjoying himself.

This voice is Jingyang!After a while, I got up, and all the previous sleepiness disappeared, and I was very happy to grab her arm, "You, when did you come?"

Jingyang intentionally kept a straight face, not looking at her, "I've been here for a while, but it seems to be too early, and someone hasn't woken up yet." He suddenly turned his face, narrowed his eyes and said, "Say , did you dream about a little girl from some family?"

"The conscience of heaven and earth! I think you are going crazy! Then there is still time to dream about others, and if you want to dream, you are also dreaming of you." Liao Kong beat his chest and stamped his feet.

Jingyang smiled and looked at her, "I'm not teasing you, is it comfortable to live here?"

Kong Kong tugged at the collar of his inner coat, wrinkled his eyes, and said, "Your bed is so good, I have never slept in such a good bed." After speaking, Kong kept touching the bed with his hands. "But it's probably because it's so good, so I didn't sleep well all night."

"What! Didn't sleep all night?" Jingyang looked at Kong distressedly, the dark circles under his eyes were thick.

"It doesn't matter." Liao Kong didn't care at all, grinned and said again: "It's fine if you come, as long as I can see you, don't say I don't sleep for a night, I am willing to stay awake for a lifetime!"

"Nonsense again! There is no serious word in his mouth all day long." Jingyang glanced at Kong, then stood up and prepared to walk to the door.

"Why are you going?" She just stood up, and took her hand when she was empty, "Don't go!"

Jingyang looked at Kong's nervous look with a smile, and felt sour in his heart. She should have been with her, bent down to support Kong's face, and said, "I won't go, and if I can go where?"

Liao Kong was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I don't care where you go, I won't let you go anyway."

Jingyang smiled, and looked at her tenderly, "I'll tell the servants to bring you some water to wash up." He covered Kong's hand holding his arm, and cast a reassuring look.

"Oh." Only then did Kong Kong let go of his hand, "Then hurry up!"

Lightly tapped Kong's forehead, and said: "Excellent!" Jingyang said that he could talk, but in fact he wished that Kong would stick to her forever.

Jing Jing not only ordered people to bring water, but also urged the kitchen to advance the lunch time, and after washing up, it was almost time to eat. This man didn't sleep all night, and he was empty in the morning. I guess I'm starving now.

"Stand up, raise your hands up." Jing Jing put on her coat, told her to turn around, fastened her belt, and brought Qingshui over.

"I'll just do it myself." Seeing Jingyang showing the cloth to wipe his face, Liaokong twisted it, and hurriedly reached out to snatch it.

"What are you doing!" Jingyang put her hand holding the cloth behind her back, opened her eyes and looked at her, "I'm not happy to serve you, so I'll go and call the maid outside?"

Liao Kong was speechless, staring at her, scratching his head and rubbing his hands, "I, I didn't mean that, but you are a princess after all, wouldn't it be bad to serve me like this? I have wronged you .”

When Jing Jing heard her words, anger flashed on his face, he reached out and put the cloth into the basin, met Kong's eyes, and said, "I don't care what others think, but you can do it anyway." Thinking about it this way, what’s wrong with me being a princess? Didn’t I show you my body as a princess? Now I feel wronged, why didn’t you feel that way before?”

"Don't be angry, I was wrong." Liaokong held Jingyang's shoulders, pressed it against her ear and said, "I love you so much, then, just wipe it for me, I, I like you Serve me."

"Go!" Jingyang spat out, blushing and said: "What nonsense are you talking about! Who likes to serve you!" This man can say anything, stomping his feet, he is ashamed to go out Go "I'll ask the maid to come in, and whoever you want to wipe it for you can do it for you."

It would be strange to let her go when she was empty, but with a force in her hand, she pulled her back, turned her body in one direction, and stood in front of Jingyang.

"If you don't wipe it for me, then I'll wipe it for you, shall I?" Liaokong blew hot air into Jingyang's ear, secretly exerting strength in his hands, and tightly held her in his arms.

"Whoever wants you to be courteous, I don't want it." Jing Jing bit her lip and whispered, without struggling, she let her hold her.

"Not courteous." After speaking, Kong hugged Jingyang and moved to the water basin, freed up one hand, and scooped up the cloth.

Jingyang pushed away the arm that was holding her, took the cloth in her hand, wrung out the water, and said softly, "Let me do it."

Jingyang can't say what mood she is in. Although she is a princess and has someone to serve her, she just thinks it's right. As long as it's her business, Jingyang is willing to do it herself. Maybe this is love, from the bottom of my heart She said that Jingyang had already regarded Kong as her husband, and the only difference between them was the marriage contract.

"Princess, the food is ready." Jing Jing locked the door outside.

Putting down the cloth in his hand, he straightened the front of Kong's clothes again, and then he responded to the door: "Bring it in."

Qiu Bao put down the food and brought out the water basin. During this time, she caught sight of Kong from the corner of her eye, and couldn't help laughing. The last time she patronized the princess to return to the palace, she didn't take a good look at Kong. This white dress really looks like a young master from some family, but it would be even better if he grew his hair up.

"What are you doing in a daze, come over to eat." Jingyang took Kong's hand to the dining table, picked up an empty bowl and filled her with soup, "Take it easy when you come back, don't eat so much anymore, and turn around again." Hold on." Then she thought of how she couldn't move because of eating too much last night.

Liao Kong took the bowl and downed it in one gulp.

"Be careful it's hot." Jing Jing urged beside him, "Why do you feel like a starved ghost reincarnated when you start eating, slow down."

Her empty stomach was already empty, she didn't even have time to lift her head, she just hummed, and started to eat again. Today's meal is quite to her liking, and they are all vegetarian dishes. It smells much better.

After the meal, the servants took away the bowls and chopsticks, Jingyang and Kong fell into silence, each had something on their minds, and although they both wanted to tell each other, they couldn't say anything.

"Jingyang..."

"Empty..."

The two spoke at the same time and stopped at the same time.

Liao Kong licked his lips and said, "You go ahead, I'm-not-hurry-up."

Jingyang looked at Kong's cheek, thought for a long time, and then opened his mouth cautiously: "You may have to live here for a while, my father can't tell him about us for the time being, I have difficulties, but It's definitely for the good of both of us."

There was a gloomy flash in Liao Kong's eyes, but it disappeared immediately, and he nodded indifferently: "It's okay, you don't need to tell your father, I will stay here and not go anywhere, as long as you come to see me every day. .”

Jingyang's eyes were full of tears, she couldn't bear to look into Kong's eyes, "I, I feel sorry for you."

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Kong Kong's mouth, and she thought to herself, if I hadn't been greedy for your tenderness and dared not be honest with you, how would we two be here today, if we really say sorry, I'm sorry for you.

Shaking his head, he took Jingyang's hand and said, "Is there anything wrong between us? Do you still care about this with me?" He pursed his lips, and his voice was hoarse, "I still say that, as long as If you don't dislike me or drive me away, I will follow you for the rest of my life."

"How could I despise you!" Jingyang lay on Kong's shoulders, his voice already tinged with tears: "I want to be with you forever!"