Male concubine married to II

Lilac silver-patterned tunic, wearing a purple-silver flying crane crown on the head, a carved jade belt around the waist, a crane jade pendant of the same style as the crown hangs down, black and soft hair hangs on the back, exquisite facial features, out of dust Her gentle temperament, her outstanding demeanor, and that faint smile at the corner of her mouth made her even more gentle and gentle.

Seeing the gazes all around, Shangguan Ye's face turned darker, and he knew it would be like this.

A pair of eagle eyes swept across with cold light.

However, the gossip hearts of the masses were burning so hot that they directly ignored the cold light that used to make people shudder.

Although most people have never seen Murong Qiufeng, but at this moment, they can't help substituting this handsome young man into this name in their hearts. No matter in terms of temperament and appearance, they are not much different from the rumors. Besides, these two people stand together Looking at King Ye's protective posture, one knew that this person must have a very close relationship with King Ye.

So who would such a person be if it wasn't Murong Qiufeng.

Ouch, wasn't it rumored that the relationship between the two of them broke down before, but now they are still inseparable, the rumors are indeed terrifying, unbelievable, unbelievable.

I believe that before tomorrow, the news of Murong Qiufeng's return to the palace will spread throughout the imperial city, and more rumors will come out. These two people seem to have become a long talk after dinner that the people love to hear.

Murong Qiufeng was already used to being stared at by others in the Qingtian sect, and he just nodded politely to the eager and curious eyes around him, and continued to walk forward, feeling the low pressure constantly emanating from someone next to him, and couldn't help but feel the pressure. The corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily, and his eyes were full of smiles.

With this leisurely smile, the smile in the eyes immediately overflowed with brilliance, causing the people watching to stare wide-eyed for a few seconds.

Shangguan Ye snorted coldly, took Murong Qiufeng's hand and quickly walked through the market.

In the end, it was still impossible to go shopping in the market, so the two went to the lake, rented a painting boat, and floated on the lake.

Shangguan Ye briefly told him some important things in the current imperial city and the court. In fact, when the two of them got along, he didn't like to waste time talking about these things.

I happened to see a well-prepared musical instrument in the painting boat, "Baby, I haven't heard you play the piano for a long time, it just happens that the time and place are right and people are right, let's play it."

Murong Qiufeng glanced at him helplessly. It's been a long time since I heard what it means. When he was about to come back a month ago, he was still playing for more than an hour.

But with such a beautiful view, it is not wrong to say that the time and place are favorable, so he was also interested in coming. He took out the dragon song from the ring, sat on the ground, put the qin on his lap, fiddled twice, raised his head and asked, "What do you want to hear?"

Shangguan Ye sat next to him, reached out and hugged him from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder, and said with a low laugh, "What you play is the sound of nature." Naturally, he had no choice.

Murong Qiufeng turned his head and thought for a while, then fiddled with his long and slender hands unconsciously, suddenly the corner of his mouth curled up, his fingertips slid, and a melodious music sounded.

Shangguan Ye squinted his eyes and listened, but he opened his eyes while listening, and turned his head to look at Murong Qiufeng who was engrossed in playing the piano, his eyes flashed with certain emotions.

The song wasn't very long, but it was definitely the most pleasing Shangguan Ye had ever heard. The deep lovesickness in the song almost turned his heart into warm wind.

He had never heard this piece before, so it was undoubtedly a new piece. From the perspective of style, it was definitely his new composition.

When I think of that month, my lover also misses me day and night in the distance, my heart can't help soaring.

At the end of the piece, Murong Qiufeng stroked the strings with his fingers, and sighed in his heart, he really found the feeling. He played this piece many times when he was in the Qingtian School, but it was not as successful as it is today.

"Baby, new song? Huh?" Shangguan Ye asked with a low smile, his lips lightly rubbed the white jade's neck, and it turned pink, his eyes were full of tenderness and pride.

Feeling a little uncomfortable being pricked by the beard, Murong Qiufeng subconsciously tilted his neck, turned to look at him, and responded.

"For me? It turns out that the baby misses her husband so much." Shangguan Ye laughed a few times, his voice was low and gentle, slightly magnetic, and sounded extremely sexy.

Murong Qiufeng reached out and pushed his face away, "You think too much."

"Oh? Really..." Shangguan Ye raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to grab his hand, and licked the slender and moist fingers ambiguously, "Then...you will know if you try it." As he said, the whole person pressed down directly Going up, he casually pushed Long Yin aside, pressed the person who made him lovesick for the first month tightly under his body, pressed his palms against the slender waist, fondling fondly.

"You...get up." Murong Qiufeng was suddenly pressed down, almost breathless, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to push his chest, and said with a frown.

"Baby, I want you to feel how my husband misses you." Shangguan Ye bit his finger maliciously, rolled his tongue around, and then lowered his head and approached.

Murong Qiufeng's face turned red immediately, and he withdrew his hand in embarrassment to cover his pressed face, "No!"

"Heh~ Don't worry, I've already set up an enchantment here, and most people won't bother you." Shangguan Ye smiled evilly, pulled his hand away, and kissed the pink lips that were slightly parted and wanted to say something.

The moment his lips met, he let out a sigh of comfort in his heart, and the familiar touch made him nostalgic and addicted.

Not rushing in, the tip of the tongue carefully and gently traced the soft lips, sucking gently, then prying open the white teeth, slowly poking in, looking for the shy little tongue, pulling him to linger.

"Hmm..." Murong Qiufeng snorted softly, and had to give up the rejection. Years of experience let him know that it's useless to refuse at this time, so he simply raised his head, so as to accept the other party's overbearing more conveniently.In fact, he really missed him very much after seeing him in January.

For him, the time of retreat is just closing his eyes, just feeling his state of mind, and not thinking about other things, so he has no sense of time and feeling, but the separation when he is awake is a kind of torment, even if the time is only very short.

Besides, he has never been able to refuse this domineering man.

When someone is satisfied, it is already the time when the moon is in the sky.

After grooming and changing clothes, he slowly returned to the palace.

But when he returned to the palace and saw a certain young man who had been blacklisted by the domineering vinegar vat waiting outside the hall with his neck stretched out, all the good mood disappeared in an instant, and his face became gloomy in an instant.

When Qingyuan saw Shangguan Ye's cold eyes that implied a little bit of cruelty, his heart skipped a beat, but when he turned his head to look at the person beside Shangguan Ye whom he had been thinking about for a long time, his fear was suppressed reluctantly. With a slightly stiff smile, "Uncle Patriarch, Lord Ye, you are back."

"Qingyuan? Why haven't you gone to rest yet? What's the matter?" Even though he felt Shangguan Ye's mood was wrong, Murong Qiufeng still took care of his nephew first.