Consort, you are not good

"Princess……"

"Ouch..."

Mo Xiang hurriedly took out a silk handkerchief and wiped off the blood on her fingers, "My princess, don't worry about it. Didn't you refuse to learn from female celebrities back then? Why is this torturing myself again?"

Mo Xiang looked at the more than a dozen red bellybands that had been embroidered and ruined, what kind of fuss was going on.

Zongzheng Chengluo satisfactorily picked up the apron that he had just embroidered, and showed it to Mo Xiang, who was anxious to get angry, "How about it?"

I really can't bear to hurt that look full of expectation.

The fingernails in Mo Xiang's sleeves sank into the flesh, and she tried her best to nod seriously, "The princess's embroidery...is very beautiful."

Zongzheng Chengluo carefully put it aside, then picked up another plain red silk apron, and twisted the embroidery needle.

"Princess, you have already succeeded, why do you still need to embroider?" Mo Xiang looked at her in surprise, and couldn't bear to look at the apron that could barely see the pattern just now.

Zongzheng Chengluo taught her with a stern face, "Mo Xiang, you must strive for excellence in everything you do."

Mo Xiang swallowed, your so-called excellence is torturing your own fingers, torturing the perfect fabric, and torturing me.

When Her Royal Highness told her that she wanted to learn from female celebrities, she knocked over the teacup.When Her Royal Highness pricked her hand for bleeding beads for the first time, she bit her own tongue. When Her Royal Highness showed her the first apron embroidered, she almost bit her lip to hold back the smile.

Mo Xiang didn't need to pinch herself, she knew she wasn't dreaming, but she really couldn't figure out what kind of evil wind was blowing, so that Her Royal Highness, who had always enjoyed a luxurious life and disregarded rules and etiquette, picked up embroidery needles.

Those are embroidery needles, and the sneer from back then still rings in my ears, "Why should I learn this awkward thing? Who can use the things I embroidered?"

Huh?Who can use it?Is it for a sweetheart?Isn't it right, Tang Luo's figure came to mind when a big man wears a bellyband, he should be able to wear it on such a thin body as the son-in-law.

Mo Xiang looked at Zongzheng Chengluo with a complicated face, worried about Tang Luo, Her Royal Highness is planning to have some excitement?

Tsk, imagine that Her Royal Highness is riding on the son-in-law who is wearing a fiery red bellyband that is embroidered on something, raised a small leather whip and shouted, "drive."

Really, there is no sense of incongruity at all.

"Mo Xiang, why are you smirking?"

"Ah? No." Mo Xiang quickly put on a serious and harmless face.

Sneak into the night with the wind, open the window and make no sound.

Tang Mingyan smiled and lifted the tent, and stood there in a daze, no one was there.

Zongzheng Chengluo came out from behind the screen and pinched his waist to look at her, "Tang Mingyan, tell me who taught you to be such a thief who steals incense and jade?"

Tang Mingyan straightened his face, flicked his sleeves and raised his legs to hang out the tune of singing, "Lady, just listen to me. Since that day, I fell off the cliff for more than a hundred days. By coincidence, my internal energy is unrivaled. When I fly back to the snail house, where are you going?" I don’t know, day after day, I think about it and think about it, and now I have to get together, how can I be willing to leave for half a time?”

Zongzheng Chengluo hugged her, and said in a muffled voice, "Did you suffer a lot under the cliff?"

Tang Mingyan patted her on the back, "It's okay, I have food, drinks and books to read, I just miss you so much."

"Book?"

Tang Mingyan told her about the scene under the cliff, but did not mention the other cave.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Zongzheng Chengluo suddenly laughed out loud, "You are finished."

"Ok?"

"In my opinion, someone must have built that cave. It's fine if you ate his treasures, and even burned all his books. Do you think he doesn't hate you?"

Tang Mingyan thought secretly, it does seem to be built by humans, but who could have such a great ability?Her father was imprisoned by...her grandfather?

Tang Mingyan smiled, "Maybe he can jump out of the coffin so angry?"

Zongzheng Cheng Luo stretched out his fingers, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes distressedly, "Why are you crying?"

Tang Mingyan leaned into her shoulder, "It suddenly occurred to me that my grandfather might have created that place."

"Yan'er, don't be sad, if your grandfather knows that those things can save your life, he will be very happy."

"Um……"

When you are sad, it is a very happy thing to be able to snuggle up with the one you love.

"By the way, when did you recover your memory?" Tang Mingyan sat up and asked a question she was curious about.

Zongzheng Chengluo slapped her on the forehead for fear, and stared at her fiercely, lifting whichever pot was left open.

Tang Mingyan was stunned, what's going on?Suddenly thought, could it be that her memory loss is related to the blockage of meridians?

Once Ren Du's two meridians are connected, all the meridians will be connected, and there will be no blockage. Originally, Zongzheng Chengluo's situation can be adjusted slowly, but she just wants to open up to help communicate feelings, and then let him Is she more powerful?

"Could it be that after I opened up Ren Du's second channel for you, you recovered your memory?"

Zongzheng Chengluo pushed away the head that came closer, "You still said that you only care about doing messy things."

Tang Mingyan swallowed his saliva and took a few steps away from her. He probably won't settle accounts after the fall, right?

Zongzheng Chengluo hooked his fingers, "Come here, take off your clothes."

Tang Mingyan crossed his hands in front of his chest, and asked timidly, "What are you going to do?"

"Can't make it through?" His fingers tapped the bed board rhythmically, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

With a murderous look, Tang Mingyan rubbed his body and began to untie his belt very slowly.

"Take off quickly." Zongzheng Chengluo patted the bed board with an impatient face, "What does it look like to be dawdling?"

The coat was taken off, leaving only the middle coat, "Luo Luo, what are you doing?"

"Keep taking it off, what are you looking at me for?"

Tremblingly, he untied the knot on the left side, and scattered a piece of red.

Zongzheng Chengluo nodded and smiled, "It's all off."

Tang Mingyan's body froze, that's all, put down the tent, took off his jacket and bellyband fiercely, it was so cold, he pulled the quilt to block in front of him.

"Put down the quilt."

Tang Mingyan bit his lip, threw away the quilt, and closed his eyes tightly, "Come if you want."

The expected storm did not come, it seemed that something was covering him, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Your Royal Highness, you don't really want to play tricks, do you?

A pair of catkins was tied with a rope behind her, and Tang Mingyan was a little uneasy because of the seemingly absent friction in front of her.

Opening his eyes, Zongzheng Chengluo who retreated was watching her and nodding in front of her, seeming very satisfied.

So, Tang Mingyan followed her gaze and saw the red bellyband on his body, "Cheng Luo, why are you putting such an ugly bellyband on me so no one can see it?"

Ugly!

Zongzheng Chengluo's smile disappeared, his face turned dark, and he kicked her onto the bed.

"Ouch..."

Tang Mingyan suddenly realized the moment he fell to the ground, and quickly got into bed.

"Who told you to come up?" Willow brows stood on end, murderous.

Tang Mingyan stepped forward to hug her body, Zongzheng Chengluo twisted his body, "Get out."

Tang Mingyan picked up her soft and boneless hand along his arm, and tried to turn it over to look at it, but he was resisted, but even if her skill doubled, she still couldn't break free.

Sure enough, many needles were still visible on the tip of the finger, and she put it in her mouth with distress, and licked it lightly with her tongue. How could she not know, didn't she also do this kind of thing back then?

"What are you doing?" Zongzheng Chengluo blushed slightly, his fingers connected to his heart, and the gentle outline made her heart move.

Tang Mingyan put that hand on his chest, and hugged her tightly with pain in his heart, "Why do you do this for me?"

"I want you to care, can't I like it?" Zongzheng Chengluo struggled with his mouth pursed, you bastard, how dare you say it's ugly.

Struggling has no effect except to increase friction. Tang Mingyan's voice was a little hoarse, "I really like the little duck you embroidered."

The struggle became more intense, "Get out."

Zongzheng Chengluo turned around and got into the bed, bastard, he clearly embroidered mandarin ducks.

"Lolo, it's uncomfortable to sleep without taking off your clothes."

The grievance is even worse. They made you inner clothes full of heart, but you only think about that kind of thing. Could it be that she, Tang Mingyan, only likes her body?

"Cheng Luo..." Seeing that her body was trembling, Tang Mingyan stepped forward to push back the quilt, and seeing tears streaming down his face, he slowed down his voice, "Why are you crying again? Which bastard is always bullying you?"

Zongzheng Chengluo turned around, beat and pinched, using both hands and feet, "Tang Mingyan, you are a bastard."

The pain in his body was not as good as the pain in his heart. Tang Mingyan frowned and looked at her, pulled her hand away, put it behind his waist, leaned on him, kissed the eyes lightly, and sucked away the tears.

Zongzheng Chengluo was even more angry, and the hand on her waist pinched even harder, the bastard really only thought about that.

I couldn't hear the cry of pain, but it was a soft voice, "Don't cry, I feel so bad, I like everything you make, the embroidery is very beautiful... mandarin ducks."

She really didn't know what was embroidered on it?But judging from this posture, it must be because of that thing, so I took a gamble.

The pain in the waist eased, it seems that I guessed it right, "Don't do this kind of thing again next time, your hands are like this, do you want to hurt me to death?"

He took his right hand from his waist and put it near his mouth.

"It's me who hurts, what's your business?" The voice softened, with a hint of coquettishness.

"Of course it's none of my business, I can't bear it, so you are not allowed to hurt my Cheng Luo again."

The scorching lips rubbed against his fingertips, Zongzheng Chengluo hid his hands and nestled into her arms.

A burst of electricity passed by, Tang Mingyan softened his body, and a hand on his abdomen was drawing back and forth, moving up and down, "I want you."

A soft and greasy voice came from his arms, and the hand in his abdomen slowly descended, as if he was scruples about something and refused to go down.

With a flick of a finger, the room suddenly became dark.

Leaning close to the small ears that were emitting unspeakable heat, "I was originally yours."

He took her hand and went where she wanted to go, "So, as long as you like, I can give you anything."