Salted fish is pregnant with the emperor's cub after wearing a book

I feel like the Taoist priest is avoiding me!

After the palace banquet was over, old man Su returned to Su's mansion, still a little bit out of his wits, so the old man of the Su family hurried up to greet him: "Father, what's the matter?"

Bringing the eldest son into the study, Old Master Su sat down: "At the palace banquet today, there was a person sitting beside the official who was pregnant for seven or eight months, and the official's expression was very affectionate to him."

"When did the official harem welcome the nobleman, and he was already pregnant for seven or eight months?" The Su family's uncle was also stunned.

Grandpa Su sighed: "That man was wearing a man's attire and sitting beside the official's house with his stomach upright. His exquisite and beautiful appearance made me deeply familiar. Maybe he was old, but he still couldn't remember where he saw him."

"Who's the girl who is pregnant for seven or eight months? The officials even indulged her in men's clothes to attend the palace banquet. It seems that she is really doted on." Uncle Su changed the subject: "Now our Lian'er is just a child. Years old, and the child in the womb of the nobleman is a cousin relationship..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Mr. Su understood what he meant, and nodded cautiously: "A while ago, the official family went south in disguise, and Prince Huai was the regent. The official family left the capital for only four or five months, but that noble man It looks like she is seven or eight months pregnant, maybe Prince Huai knows something inside, why don't you let Yanjiang's daughter-in-law go to her brother to find out the situation."

"Okay, when Yanjiang comes back from his errands, my son will definitely find an opportunity for him to find out about the princess." The uncle of the Su family nodded in agreement, and talked with the old man about other matters before leaving.

Old Master Su sighed, Daliang officials may be persuaded to resign at any time after passing the flat-headed Jiazi.

Now he is sixty and two, but although the Su family has adopted the princess, the descendants are not as good as the previous generation, so he must find a chance to revitalize the Su family.

Yin Yanjun was a little smoked, and when he walked into the Changxin Hall, Xiao Langjun had already fallen asleep, and there was a faint red blood in his eyes slowly filling his eye sockets.

Instead of sitting down, he bent his knees and squatted down beside the bed. Yin Yanjun rubbed his fingertips against Xiao Langjun's sleeping cheek, and then stroked his fingertips along Xiao Langjun's cheeks and then to his delicate neck and chest...

So Jiu Jin came to his head, Yin Yanjun's gaze on Xiao Langjun was unprecedentedly hot, his entire palm almost penetrated into Xiao Langjun's lapel, and suddenly Xiao Langjun rubbed against him in a daze. come over.

Under the palm is the slightly higher temperature of the little man than ordinary people. Yin Yanjun suddenly woke up from the inexplicable heat, and pulled out the hand of the frivolous little man, and the tip of the ear was slowly dyed red again.

The eyes were slightly swollen and painful. Yin Yanjun pressed his knuckles on the acupuncture points between his forehead and rubbed them slightly. Because of Xiao Langjun's habit, a glass palace lantern was placed on the high stool next to the bed, and the light was softly reflected on the Blinking on Xiao Langjun's face, Yin Yanjun lowered his head and placed a kiss on that smooth forehead, and then slowly moved to the corner of Xiao Langjun's lips.

When Yin Yanjun stood up from the bed, he felt dizzy in his head. When he walked outside the Changxin Hall, Wen Jing hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "Where do the officials plan to rest tonight?"

"Go back to Hanliang Palace." The blood in Jun Yinyan's eyes never faded a little. If he stayed in Changxin Palace, he was afraid that he would do something uncontrollable at night and scare Mr. Xiaolang.

Wen Jing had already ordered someone to prepare hangover soup, and he had just retreated from the Hanliang Hall after serving the officials after drinking the hangover soup and taking a bath.

All the lights in the hall were extinguished, and Yin Yanjun sat on the dragon couch for a while before slowly lying down. His eyes were half-opened and his chest was slightly opened, showing a different sense of wantonness than before.

Wen Jing, who was guarding the outside of the hall, was always paying attention to the movement inside. He lay down in front of the door and listened for a long time, only to be relieved when he saw that there was no unusual movement in the hall.

The state of the officials these days is obviously not right, and it seems that it is almost time for the outbreak of love poison, but at this time, Mr. Xu Xiaolang is not only not enlightened, but also has a big belly...

Wen Jing sat down outside the hall, and now he only hoped that Master Yuanzheng would quickly develop a detoxification drug. It has been six or seven years, why is there no progress at Yuanzheng? He really understands the words now In the book, "the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry", the master is suffering, isn't he just in a hurry!

Yin Yanjun had a hard time and finally fell asleep in the middle of the night. On the contrary, Xiaolangjun slept a little unsteadily. Perhaps it was because of the palace banquet. In Xiaolangjun's dream, the Taoist priest really married Princess Jinshu of Xiling Kingdom.

For a while, after his father cheated in his previous life, his mother rebuked him and scolded him that he would be an irresponsible scumbag when he grew up...

It wasn't until the next day when Yin Yuanshuang came to spend time with Xiao Langjun that he found the listless Xiao Langjun.

"Didn't sleep well yesterday?" Look at that radiant round face, which is not as delicate and beautiful as usual.

Sangpi Xianyu sighed: "It's really hard for me to be haunted by nightmares."

"No way!" Yin Yuanshuang opened her eyes wide, she just wanted to stimulate the little man with an ostrich mentality, but she didn't want him to become so concerned about gain and loss: "Come, come, tell me what's on your mind. "

A person's distress is also a distress. Sangpi Xianyu hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I dreamed last night that the Taoist priest married a wife, but unfortunately the bride is not me. This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that I dreamed Some people call me a fool who likes the new and dislikes the old, who is always in trouble..."

Yin Yuanshuang moved the stool under him to Mr. Xu Xiaolang's side, and said earnestly, "Don't worry, let's analyze bit by bit. First, tell me what was in your heart when the officials left Princess Jinshu yesterday. taste?"

"It's a little sour." Mr. Xianyu touched his chin and thought for a moment: "But this feeling is only a little bit, and it's more of an inexplicable anger, but this anger doesn't seem to be directed at the Taoist priest nor is it Going after Princess Jinshu." It was an unreasonable anger.

"Well, Mr. Xiaolang thinks this is your possessive desire for the official family. Since it is not aimed at the official family or Princess Jinshu, then Mr. Xiaolang simply rejects the matter of the official family marrying a wife, so Doesn't it just reflect your possessive desire for the official family." After all, it was Mr. Xu Xiaolang who was attracted to the official family, so he had such a strong possessive desire.

Sangpi Xianyu was extremely depressed, but as soon as he uttered the word "possessive desire", his heart seemed to beat faster, as if someone had pierced his mind.

Yin Yuanshuang naturally understood the principle of step by step, so she caught a glimpse of the strange expression on Xiao Langjun's face, and changed the subject very sensibly: "Then let's talk about the thing about being scolded in the dream!"

"Did someone once say that Mr. Xiaolang is irresponsible and always in a hurry?" Yin Yuanshuang asked, resting his chin.

Sangpi Xianyu seemed to be still immersed in the shock of being punctured, and when Yin Yuanshuang repeated the question three times, he hummed slowly.

"Actually, I don't think Mr. Xiao Lang needs to worry so much. It is precisely because of this kind of worry that he proves that Mr. Xiao Lang is a very responsible person." Although Yin Yuanshuang hadn't really been attracted to anyone, she was also impressed by her feelings. I heard my mother mention it a lot: "Only good people worry that they will become bad. The real bad people never think about whether what they do is good or evil."

Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang nodded in agreement: "The princess is really a transparent person. If there is no money to spend in the future, the princess can open a worry-relieving hall in Kyoto, which is responsible for relieving people's worries."

"Mr. Xu Xiaolang is only good with his mouth. If he has the ability to run in front of the officials and knock him down, he won't have to worry about these messy things at all." Yin Yuanshuang rolled his eyes at Xiaolangjun without image: " Besides, ordinary people can't afford this princess to relieve his worries and doubts."

"That's right, the princess can let the Jieyou Hall specialize in dealing with those rich dignitaries, wouldn't that make a fortune." Xianyu directly ignored the rebellious remarks in front of the Jing'an princess, and said to the back of the Jing'an princess. Applauded for his rhetoric, it is really a good way to make money.

Yin Yuanshuang nodded approvingly, and then stretched out his hands in front of Mr. Xu Xiaolang: "You are the second son of the dignified Marquis of Wu'an, and naturally you are also a powerful and powerful gentleman, so you don't need to give more rewards."

Mr. Xu Xiaolang burst into mourning in an instant, with a pitiful look on his small face: "Now I am also living under the fence, it is really pitiful, the princess can see if I can get credit..."

"No credit at all, I'll ask the official for money." Princess Jing'an raised her chin arrogantly: "One more thing, you are my friend of Princess Jing'an, so don't be afraid of anyone, no matter how bad you are, there will still be officials At home, Duan Ran will not let anyone bully you."

Yin Yuanshuang clapped his hands and stood up after giving Mr. Ostrich Xiao Lang an indescribable look, "Today I'm going to visit Princess Jinshu of Xiling Kingdom, so I won't play with you."

After finishing speaking, the noble Princess Jing'an walked away, very ruthless.

Sangpi Xianyu continued to nest in the recliner, obviously emptying his mind, but he remembered the bold remarks made by Princess Jing'an just now.

He couldn't help raising his hand and patted his stomach lightly. Xiao Langjun is naturally not a fool. He fell in love with the Taoist priest and regarded the Taoist priest as his own, so he developed a strong desire to possess the Taoist priest...

That's right, for such a good Taoist, it's normal for him to be tempted, but...Xu Yanqing lowered his head and patted his round belly lightly, then shook his head, forget it, just lie down and let nature take its course!

Isn't it just tempted, isn't it just that there is someone you like? There is nothing to be afraid of, the wife and children are very happy when they are hot on the kang!

"What are you thinking about, so preoccupied?" When Mr. Xianyu woke up from the complex emotions of entanglement, relief, and lying down, one of his ears had already fallen.

Glancing at Mu Yu who didn't report the news in time, Sangpi Xianyu quickly showed a flattering smile on his pretty face: "Mother, you came here when you came, why are you pulling my ears?"

Su's smile was gentle: "Why, I, a mother, can't pull my son's ears?"

"No, no, my mother wants to pull my son's ears, so my son will obediently come over so as not to tire my mother's hands." Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang chuckled.

Mrs. Su raised her hand and let go of her silly son's ears, and sat down on the chair beside her, with the gentleness and generosity that belonged exclusively to Mrs. Hou: "Xiao Langjun is now quite famous, and in front of envoys from various countries and officials My dear, kiss me..."

Kiss me me?When did it happen, how come I don't know?Sangpi Xianyu looked bewildered.

The youngest son was so stupid that he was deceived by others, Su raised his hand angrily and pinched the round face of the little man: "Tell Aniang, why are you not interested in such a big scene yesterday?" Properly ran to the palace banquet?"

Mr. Xiao Lang had a bitter face, and pitifully tugged at his mother’s sleeve: “My mother, now I understand what it means to be careless in making friends. I was really tricked by Princess Jing’an yesterday, and I clearly agreed to go. Watching dancers dance..."

"That's what you asked for. If you want to see when the dancer can't dance, I'm afraid you're worried..." As for what to worry about, Su Shi stared at the young son's tall belly, and there was nothing to worry about. Naturally, Another father who is worried about his child.

"Huh?" Mr. Xiao Lang raised his head to look at his mother in confusion, and suddenly remembered something: "Didn't Dad come today?"

Mentioning Marquis Su of Wu'an's expression became even more complicated: "Your father said that his hands were itchy recently, and that he went to the officials to learn martial arts."

Martial arts sparring is naturally just a rhetoric, Marquis Wu An is just angry that he originally had great hopes for his silly son.

After all, as long as his stupid son is not enlightened, there will be headaches for the officials. Who knows that the officials have tricked his stupid son into the palace banquet in just a few days, which really made him so angry that he didn't sleep well all night. As soon as it was dawn, they were clamoring to find officials to discuss.

Anyway, the palace banquet is over now, and the things that need to be discussed have already been discussed, so there is no need for officials and envoys from various countries to get together all day long.

Ever since, Marquis Wu An "invited" the officials to the martial arts arena.

Marquis Wu An was good at big swords, but it was impossible to use weapons when fighting with officials, so he simply took off his shirt and planned to teach a lesson to the "muddlers" who ate his son up with his bare hands.

Yin Yanjun put on a strong attire, and there was still light red blood in his cold and distant eyebrows, as if he hadn't slept well the night before. Facing the following criminals of Marquis Wu'an, he didn't look displeased at all. .

Marquis Wu'an will be his father-in-law from now on, so treating his father-in-law in private is naturally different from treating his courtiers in court.

Wen Jing, who was "watching the battle" standing on the side, was obviously anxious, but he pretended to be calm to the Prince Wu'an Hou next to him, as if he was not worried about the officials at all.

In fact, Wen Jing can't wait to go to Changxin Hall to rescue soldiers. Their official family has practiced martial arts since childhood.

But Marquis Wu'an fought all the way from the battlefield with his flesh and blood. Even if his leg is injured and he can no longer go to the battlefield, it is not something that officials can take risks.

"Speaking of which, Xianzhi seems to have never seen an official use force, and today he can open his eyes." Xu Xianzhi remained silent and stood a little closer to Wen Jing, his burly body blocking Wen Jing's way. clean.

A joke, how noble the official status is, but any master who is not good at talking, even if he bullies Ah Qing and the others, what can he say? The game was so fun that Xu Xianzhi even wished to drag his father down to play by himself.

Therefore, Wu Anhou and his son are cheeky and aboveboard "parents favored by parents".

Wen Jing was helpless, Wen Jing could only say silently in his heart: the officials take care.

The hand-to-hand combat with bare hands was really refreshing, and Yin Yanjun only felt that he had vented all the noisy emotions accumulated during this period.

Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang couldn't care about the ups and downs of the martial arts field, he just felt that his Changxin Hall was extremely lively today.

Poorly nestled in the recliner, Mr. Xianyu took a sip of the warm water Mu Yu handed over, so what happened to the eldest princess who was joking and laughing with his aunt over there?

The eldest princess married off early, so even if Xu Xianzhi is one year older than Yin Yuancheng, in fact the eldest princess is two or three years younger than the Su family.

"The official family ordered me to help him find a nanny who can take care of his body. I guessed that there would be a happy event around the official family. It turned out that it was for Mr. Xu Xiaolang. Fortunately, the official family hid it so tightly." Being a man but being pregnant was a shock, but what should be a shock was already a shock yesterday.

Today's Eldest Princess has a complete appearance, and she still has that luxurious appearance, but with a slight smile on her eyebrows and eyes, she looks extraordinarily approachable.

Su knew about the Eldest Princess from her boudoir, but her status was low enough to enter the palace, so she had never had a conversation with the Eldest Princess, and this was actually the first time for the two of them to sit and chat together.

Speaking of the child in Xiao Langjun's womb, Su Shi was a little unnatural at first, but the eldest princess was a smart person, and she talked with Su Shi about parenting in a few words.

No, when the two mothers chatted, Xiao Lang himself had to stay behind.

The bare-handed hand-to-hand combat in the martial arts arena finally came to an end in Wen Jing's frightening battle. Naturally, Marquis Wu An couldn't give up his life to fight the emperor.

But it's just trying to throw a few not heavy fists on the official's body as much as possible to relieve his depression.

Yin Yanjun was punched several times, his face was still cold and indifferent, showing no anger or emotion, his neat and strong outfit showed a bit of sharpness on his already handsome face, and his straight back made his figure become more slender and jade-like .

Xu Xianzhi couldn't help feeling: the official family is really heroic and beautiful, I'm afraid his younger brother just fell into the official's beauties and lost his heart.

Prince Wu'an Hou got the truth by accident, and the salted fish Xiaolang who was nestled in the recliner sneezed sullenly.

By the time Su Clan started talking about marriage with the Eldest Princess, the masters of "Discussing Martial Arts" finally came back.

Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang blinked his eyes at the Taoist priest wearing a strong suit, and sighed silently in his heart, it turns out that the Taoist priest's waist is so slender.

Seeing this silly son's appearance, Marquis Wu'an snorted sullenly. There is an old saying that only married daughters turn their elbows outward. How come even his son has learned this virtue now?And some time ago, he was obviously not enlightened, but now he almost has his eyes glued to the official.

"Greetings to the officials." Hearing the news, Mrs. Su and the Eldest Princess got up and wanted to salute the officials.

"You don't need to be too polite." Yin Yanjun lightly raised his hand to let the two get up, and he walked straight to Xiao Langjun's side.

Marquis Wu'an's family didn't stay in the palace for dinner this time, perhaps because of the fight, they felt a lot less depressed, but when Marquis Wu'an left, they didn't have the old father-in-law feeling that his son-in-law was getting more and more angry.

After all, the official family is still the official family. Even if his stupid son and the official family are on good terms now, he can't really treat the official family as his son-in-law. After all, the Tian family has no father and son. a little better.

In the evening, Xu Yanqing took a bottle of medicine and poked his head at the door of the side hall, thinking he was hiding well, and the little man kicked at the door, with some hesitation on his face.

Yin Yanjun, who was reviewing the memorabilia, looked a little funny, raised his eyes and waved to the young man who showed his head and tail, "What are you doing standing there?"

Being discovered, Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang walked slowly into the hall, sat down in front of the desk, and his bright eyes fell directly on the Taoist priest.

Yin Yanjun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by Mr. Xiaolang's scorching gaze, but he didn't speak, and allowed Mr. Xiaolang to cast that scorching gaze on himself.

After a while, Mr. Xianyu shook his head and came to his senses. He squeezed the medicine bottle in his hand: "I heard that my mother said that today my father went to the palace to learn martial arts with the Taoist priest?"

Yin Yanjun raised his eyes and glanced at the slightly uneasy little man, and sighed softly, the little man is now eight months pregnant, how can he be comfortable sitting like this.

So he helped him up and put him in the chair: "I know Marquis Wu'an's temperament best. He has a sense of proportion, so naturally I won't argue with him because of this."

This is not the only meaning, Xu Yanqing's eyes fell on the Taoist priest again, and he always felt that the Taoist priest was soft and weak, and his father could beat the Taoist priest to the ground with one fist, so Xiao Langjun gritted his teeth cruelly: "Father, but Daoist was hurt, so I brought medicine."

Mr. Xiao Lang was afraid that his words would offend the Daoist priest, making the thin-skinned Taoist priest embarrassed to speak.

So he took the initiative to raise his hand and tore off the Taoist priest's clothes, so that the Taoist priest would not have the time to think about messy things, so that he would not be ashamed.

Yin Yanjun's clothes were roughly pulled away by Mr. Xiaolang, revealing his strong and powerful chest. It is obvious that the emperor is not as thin and fragile as Mr. Xiaolang imagined.

In an instant, the rogue Xiao Lang's eyes fell on the Taoist priest's chest covered with a thin layer of muscle, which was already behaving like a beast.

So Xiao Lang Jun Guangming upright and cheeky checked Daochang's whole body, and finally found that there were two red marks on Daochang's waist and abdomen and back. I have to say that his father's strength is really good. It's really good, and I don't have any evil thoughts about committing the following crimes.

He took out the ointment specially found from Dr. Qi, and dabbed it on the red mark on Taoist priest's body.

The muscles of Yin Yanjun's whole body were tense, the tips of his ears were slightly red, and the red blood in his eyes appeared again.

When Mr. Xiao Lang helped to apply the ointment, a fine layer of sweat had already formed on Jun Yanyan's forehead, and he raised his hot palm and gently kneaded Mr. Xiao Lang's chubby face.

Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang blinked his eyes blankly, why did he get his face rubbed again? Will his face get fatter if this continues?Salted fish is sad.

"I have to send the envoys of various countries to leave the capital in the past two days. I may be a little busy, so I will stay directly in the Hanliang Palace. If there is anything that needs to be dealt with, Xiaolang-jun can arrange Wenjing to do it." Yin Yanjun's originally cold voice With an uncontrollable depression, this is the first time he clearly showed that kind of unscrupulous eyes to Xiao Langjun, when Xiao Langjun was awake.

"Okay!" Sangpi Xianyu nodded in response, no matter how he felt that today's Daoist priest was a bit strange, he must have been beaten by his father, Xianyu secretly speculated.

So when Mr. Xiao Lang didn't see Daoist Xuanchen for three days, he finally noticed that something was wrong. When the envoys from various countries came to the court before, he didn't see the Daoist in such a busy state. How could he be so busy when it was his turn to leave? so busy?

It's strange to think about it, Mr. Xianyu quickly called his smart and witty friends to Changxin Hall, so Princess Jing'an and Doctor Xiao Qi reached the first meeting of Mr. Xiaolang's think tank.

Young Lord Yin, who is currently negotiating marriage with the girl from the Chu family, was temporarily excluded by Xiao Langjun, mainly because he was afraid of delaying the young Lord Yin to please the girl from the Chu family. After all, marrying a daughter-in-law is a major event that cannot be delayed.

All the think tanks were seated, and Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang asked a very serious question: "I think the Taoist priest seems to be avoiding me!" He had the same feeling not long ago, but this time he believed in this idea even more.

Doctor Qi, the No. [-] think tank, rested his chin: "There are too few clues, let's talk about it in detail."

Princess Jing'an, No. [-] of the think tank, nodded: "Yes, yes, what's wrong with you recently?"

Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang: "I haven't seen the Taoist priest for three days." This is something that has never happened before.

Yin Yuanshuang's face remained unchanged: "I thought you were going to say three months!" Isn't it normal to not see each other for three days?

Doctor Xiao Qi lived in the palace all day long, and he followed Mr. Lang when he was raising a baby in Xujia Village, so he knew the situation very well: "Now that all the envoys from various countries are returning, it stands to reason that the officials should It's not that busy." After all, no matter how late he was busy before, the officials never forgot to come and check on Xiao Langjun's situation.

So Dr. Xiao Qi and Mr. Xiao Lang maintain the same view: this situation is very abnormal.

Yin Yuanshuang directly made a decision: "It's better to call Wen Jing to ask, no matter how much we guess here, it's better to ask directly!"

After all, it took so many years for the official family to get a young man, which can be regarded as an old tree blooming, and it is impossible to change their minds, so the second think tank is only worried that the official family is stumped by something.

Dr. Xiao Qi nodded: "I agree with the princess's thoughts. The servant supervisor is with the official family all day long, and he must be clear about the affairs of the official family. I am afraid that the servant supervisor will not tell us the truth."

Yin Yuanshuang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mr. Xiaolang who was secretly worried, and said to Qi Chen meaningfully: "Then you underestimate our Mr. Mr. Xu's position in the hearts of the officials."

Mr. Xiao Lang raised his head in a daze, wasn't he trying to think of a way, why did it involve him?

The final solution decided by the think tank was to ask Mr. Xu Xiaolang to ask Wen Jing in person, Yin Yuanshuang clapped his hands and said goodbye quickly: "I have an appointment with Jin Shu and I will leave first, and I will have a chance to bring Jin Shu into the palace to meet you some other day. "

Before, she was a princess of Xiling Kingdom Jinshu, but now she has become a sweet and affectionate Jinshu. Mr. Xiaolang made friends carelessly, and Princess Jing'an is a ruthless "Sea King".

So Mr. Xiaolang looked pitifully at Dr. Qi on the other side. Unfortunately, Dr. Qi was obsessed with researching medical skills with Mr. Yuanzheng recently, so he also patted his ass and left.

Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang is called "lonely and lonely", and in the end he can only ask his precious Mu Yu to find Wen Jing.

Wen Jing may have expected this, so when he stood in front of Xiao Langjun, he directly cried and said: "If Xiao Langjun really wants to learn the truth from the servant, he must remember to protect the servant. Otherwise, the servant will be beaten to death by the officials."

Of course, it is impossible to be beaten to death, but it is not easy to go into a dungeon and get beaten once, Wen Jing is miserable!

Sangpi Xianyu blinked, and said very considerately: "That's all right, needless to say, the inner servant, let me guess, and nod if the inner servant is right."

Wen Jing nodded decisively, it was a good idea.

Mr. Xiao Lang sat up from the reclining chair: "The first question, is the Taoist priest very busy recently?"

Wen Jing shook his head. Apart from going to the imperial court, the officials are just sitting in the imperial study to deal with the memorials, and there is nothing else to do.

Touching his chin, Mr. Xiao Lang continued to ask: "Who and what is the Daoist Master holding back?"

Wen Jing continued to shake his head.

After asking a few questions like this, Wen Jing shook his head, and finally Xiao Langjun had a look of understanding and worry in his eyes: "Is the Taoist priest's love poisoned?"

Wen Jing nodded sharply.

"The Taoist priest is poisonous in love, and he has been suffering like this for all these years. Haven't you ever seen an imperial doctor?" Xu Yanqing's expression was slightly complicated.

Wen Jing suddenly opened his mouth: "Of course I looked for it. The Master Yuanzheng of the Taiyuan Hospital has been developing an antidote for the official's love poison, but there has not been much progress after so many years, so the official Every time I have a flare-up of love poison, I will stay in Lingyun Temple for a while."

"Where is the Taoist priest now, in Hanliang Hall or Lingyun Temple?" Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang now has a clear view of the complicated thoughts in his heart.

Because of his eyes full of admiration, he cared about the Taoist leader in his heart, and it was precisely because he cared about it that he was always worried about the Taoist leader.

He waved his hand to ask Wen Jing to go back to the Taoist priest to serve him first, and Mr. Xianyu lazily nestled into the recliner again. He needs to think of a way.

However, sleeping in the reclining chair is not comfortable. Sangpi Xianyu suddenly remembered something, sat up from the reclining chair, and found his little bag of "hiding stolen goods" from the depths of the closet.

Inside were the Taoist priest's cloak and wooden hairpin, as well as the painting book given to him by the lady Song of Yunxiang Tower. Because the content in the painting book was too wild, he secretly put away the painting book at that time, but now it is It came in handy.

Let Mu Yu obediently stand guard outside, Mr. Xianyu blushed and opened the drawing book, took a look and couldn't help but raised his hand to pat his hot cheek, took the warm water that was put aside and drank it, Xiao Only then did Lang Jun forcefully suppress the sudden dryness in his heart.

Mr. Salted Fish, who was about to be steamed by himself, read the drawing book back and forth several times, and then secretly poked and gathered the drawing book and hid it in the closet.

The Hanliang Hall where the emperor lives is not too far from the Changxin Hall, but it is more than eight months since he was thinking of Xiao Langjun.

So Wen Jing specially asked the palace servants to prepare a sedan chair, and carried Mr. Xiao Lang all the way to the gate of Hanliang Hall.

Waving his hand to let all the servants go down, Wen Jing frightened and moved to Xu Xiaolang-jun's side, looking at the tall belly, and couldn't help worrying: "Xiaolang-jun, can this matter be done?"

Sangpi Xianyu was also secretly beating drums in his heart, but it was so embarrassing to ask him to go back after he came!

So Mr. Xu Xiaolang waved his hands very confidently: "Don't worry, the internal servant, I will be in front of you if anything happens, and I will definitely not let the Taoist priest spank your ass."

Wen Jing had a bitter face, he felt that it was no longer a matter of whether he would be beaten or not, but a matter of life on the head, but as Xiao Langjun said, since it is already the case, it must be tried.

So he plucked up the courage to push the door open, and then pitifully guarded outside the door. Naturally, Wen Jing could not be the only one waiting by the official's side.

But the people hiding in the dark did not act, which means that the officials have already entrusted the hidden guards not to beware of Mr. Xiao Lang.

Now it is about to enter the late autumn, and it is quite cold when the wind blows at night. Wenjing listened to the movement inside, wandered around the door a few times, and finally sat pitifully on the steps outside the hall, hugging him as soon as the wind blew. I was trembling myself.

Hanliang Hall is worthy of being the Taoist priest's sleeping hall, whether it is decoration or other things, it looks just like the Taoist priest himself. Xu Yanqing has no intention of looking at it now, and only walks forward bravely under the illumination of the lights. Soon, I saw the legendary dragon couch.

There seemed to be nothing special about it, but it was because the emperor slept on it that this bed could be called the dragon couch, and the yellow curtain was lowered to cover the sleeping emperor inside.

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