bully you up

"Do you need to talk too much? If someone dares to talk about it, just cut off their tongue." Di Yunge took the bow and attached a black-tailed arrow.

He narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, aimed the arrow at the bald eagle hovering in the sky, then let go of the arrow string, and only heard a whoosh, and the bald eagle fell to the ground.

"Aren't you going to shoot the nine-tailed fox? What? Wait for me to ride the horse?" Di Yunge sat on the horse and glanced sideways at Shen Zhaoxue.

Hearing this, Shen Zhaoxue rode his horse and ran, and the howling wind blew up the long hair of the two of them, like wicker blowing in the wind in spring.

When no one was there, Shen Zhaoxue put down her bridle, embraced Di Yunge who was sitting horizontally, and kissed passionately.

"His Majesty."

"..."

"His Majesty……"

Shen Zhaoxue kissed the corner of his brow and called him again and again.

The setting sun hangs down, boundless brilliance.

The hunting scene passed quickly, and Di Yunge made all the foxes hunted that day into fur clothes for Shen Zhaoxue.

That day, the Shangyi Bureau had just sent someone to bring the freshly made fur clothes into the Ganlu Hall, when they met a difficult master—Di Yunmo.

"Who are these furs made for?"

Sitting on the small bridge, Di Yunmo waved his hands and ordered people to stop the sedan chair.

Her pair of watery eyes are like a hidden galaxy, her small nose, and her lips are as gorgeous as peonies, she looks so beautiful.

She was dressed in a thin pattern of golden embroidered cyan chrysanthemum flowers with a straight front and back, and she wore a begonia hollowed-out gold step rocker. Just by looking at her clothes, she could tell that she was loved by Di Yunge.

"Back to Princess Youwan, His Majesty ordered this dress to be made for the Imperial Guard." The maid holding the fur coat knelt on the ground and replied respectfully.

"Imperial bodyguard?" Di Yunmo frowned while pinching the handkerchief.

The maid at the side saw that her princess was puzzled, so she approached her and whispered in her ear, "He is the prime minister's son, Mr. Shen, Shen Zhaoxue."

"Isn't he a literati? How did he become a military officer?" Di Yunmo felt suspicious, "Help me down to look at those clothes."

The maid explained to her while supporting her, "His Majesty appointed it."

Di Yunmo frowned fiercely again, flipping through those fur clothes casually.

In the past autumn hunting, when Di Yunge shot the fox first, he would show it to her first, and then save those fur colors she likes to make into fur clothes for her, but this year she waited and waited but did not wait for Di Yunge to come find her.

So today, she just entered the palace to look for Di Yunge, but she didn't expect that she saw these clothes before meeting Di Yunge.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but this year's fox fur was so beautiful that she became a little angry after touching it for a while.

"Leave all of these to Bengong. I'm going to look for Brother Huang in a while, and I'll give them to him together in a while." Di Yunmo twisted the handkerchief in her hand, although she was a little angry, she still pretended to be kind He winked at the maid beside him.

After receiving Di Yunmo's hint, the maid stepped forward and snatched the chopping board from the maid from the Shangyi Bureau.

"Princess, you should go by yourself." The maid was obviously not in this situation for the first time, she looked at Di Yunmo's shoe tip, and immediately kowtowed and begged.

The maid on the side received another hint from her master, and cursed at the kowtowing maid.

"Don't you understand? The princess said she would send it to you, but she didn't thank you. It's like we bullied you in this kind of begging."

But the lady-in-waiting continued to beg.

Di Yunmo rubbed her forehead, and said a little tiredly, "Since you are worried, go with me."

After finishing speaking, he waved to the maid and asked her to return the clothes to the maid of Shangyi Bureau.

"Here, return it to you."

The maid threw the chopping board on the ground, and as soon as the chopping board fell to the ground, the snow-white fur coat was immediately stained with ashes, which frightened the maid so she hurried over to pick up the chopping board.

Seeing that they were almost done cleaning up, Di Yunmo sat on the sedan chair and sang "Bad Face".

"Yaoyao, don't bully her like this."

The maid said yes, but her eyes were still staring at the maid.

Because of the fall, the peonies outside the house also dropped their leaves.

Di Yunge sat in front of the desk with his long hair loose, and his black robe with dark dragon pattern was casually draped over his body. He was tiredly reviewing the memorial with a vermilion pen.

Before much approval, the rich door was pushed away by someone, and the light outside the house fell on the ground, illuminating the flying dust in the room.

Di Yunge didn't even raise his head, so he knew that it was Shen Zhaoxue who came in.

Shen Zhaoxue went around behind him, grabbed his ink brush, and then leaned over to kiss the corner of his mouth.

"No, it's not finished yet." Di Yunge held the ink pen and refused to let him take it out.

Shen Zhaoxue pinched his whole hand, rolled up the memorial and threw it aside.

"You!" Di Yunge glared at him sideways.

Shen Zhaoxue picked him up and kissed him passionately, took out the vermilion pen and put it aside, and hugged him onto the table.

"No, I can't." Di Yunge grabbed his hand touching his slender waist, and objected with red eyes.

"Why? Your Majesty obviously wants it very much." Shen Zhaoxue kissed the corner of his eyes.

It's so cute, every time it's emotional, it will be red here...

"You'll be bumped into."

"The minister has called them back. Now they are all minister's people here. Your Majesty can rest assured that no one will know."

After hesitating for a while, Di Yunge nodded coyly.

Shen Zhaoxue possessed her body and kissed his red lips, and the fine snow drifted from the sky again, pressing down on Ling Han's blooming plums one by one.

Shen Zhaoxue just wanted to turn the person over, let him lean on the table and go in with his back turned, but he didn't want Di Yunge to turn over again while biting his lip.

"Your Majesty." Shen Zhaoxue grabbed his hand and called him.

"I want to watch your face." Di Yunge lowered his head shyly.

After Shen Zhaoxue kissed his Adam's apple and said good-bye, she put her legs around her waist.

The snow fell more and more tightly, shaking the plum branches creaking and creaking.

"Yun Ge..." Shen Zhaoxue picked him up, "Keep it inside, okay, I'll fetch water for you."

Di Yunge grabbed his neck, rubbed his belly with red eyes, and said nothing.

Knowing that he agreed, Shen Zhaoxue got involved in it all at once.

The melted snow wet the plum petals seven to eight times, and the crystal clear liquid fell down along the plum petals, making the snow on the ground drenched.

The plum blossoms were also made extremely coquettish, with a small red mouth open in the cold wind, waiting for the next nourishment from the snow.

Shen Zhaoxue hugged him and sat on the desk, after a while Di Yunge came back to his senses and kicked his calf.

"Bring water." Di Yunge glanced at his body, only to see that plum snow was mottled.

"Your Majesty won't give birth to a child?"

"Didn't Mr. Shen say that you can conceive as long as you put it on? I put it on you, and it's none of my business if you wash it off." Di Yunge shook his legs, shaking the snow that melted in the plum petals out.

Just as the two were bargaining, a voice suddenly sounded outside the house.

"Pavilion Master, someone is asking to see Madam."

Shen Zhaoxue looked at Di Yunge and smiled, "Someone wants to see you."