Lunar Years of the Gorgeous Family

The Fuliu Pavilion study room, which had been empty for nearly two months, was still spotless after being cleaned by Caixing Cailian. At this moment, there were Leng Yuefeng and Song Weiqing sitting in the study room.

"I don't know what business Boss Song is looking for?" It should be around Xu time, and Song Yuqing did not hesitate to come to the palace on the day of Shi Qingchui's Fa-rectification. He must strike while the iron is hot to seek his own interests. Businessmen will seize the best time to obtain the greatest benefits. , but I don't know what benefits Song Yuqing wants to seek from him.

"Yuefeng is seeing me again. Didn't we agree to call each other by first name last time? Why are we so unfamiliar every time we meet?" Song Weiqing looked at Leng Yuefeng on the main seat, because there were plenty of charcoal fires in the room in winter, and Leng Yue Feng only wore a thin long gown, revealing a white and delicate neck, which made Song Weiqing a little dazed.

"I don't know what's the purpose of Qingqing's coming here?" Leng Yuefeng immediately followed his will.

"Hahaha, Yuefeng is really cute." Seeing Leng Yuefeng frowned, Song Feiqing immediately said: "Don't...haha...don't be angry, cough cough, I don't think it's appropriate to visit at this hour, but I am indeed I want to have a talk with Yuefeng, but I don't know if I can meet with you at Xianfeng Building at noon the next day."

This Song Yuqing has been looking at him like this since he entered the door. He knew that Song Yuqing had a problem, but if he didn't go, it would mean that he was suspicious and guarded against him. .”

Hearing Leng Yuefeng's quick answer, his eyes immediately flashed with joy, but he returned to calm in an instant, "It is my honor for Yuefeng to accept my invitation. Then at noon the next day, I will wait for Yuefeng at Fengxian Tower. .It's getting late, so I'll take my leave now."

The two got up at the same time, "Let's go slowly, Xiaochun, take Mr. Song out of the palace." After sending them out of the gate of Fuliu Pavilion, Leng Yuefeng looked at the back of Song Yuqing leaving, thinking that he would go just now, why did he do so? Happy, although I don't understand the meaning of Song Yuqing's expression, but from his expression, it seems that he just invited him to talk, and there is no special intention.

At that time, except for the lights in the corridors and corridors in the palace, there was almost no light in the palace.

In the imperial study room, Director Lan came to Li Jianrong with lotus seed and lily porridge.

"Uncle Lan, how is it?" Li Jianrong asked.

"Song Yuqing left in less than half an hour, and the old slave has already sent Ke Shan to watch over the one in Fuliu Pavilion." Lan Qi replied, although he doesn't understand the origin of that person named Song Yuqing now, but he I noticed that Song Yuqing treated His Majesty very unkindly, but when he mentioned Leng Yuefeng, he paid special attention to it.

After thinking about it, Lan Qi told Li Jianrong her observations and thoughts, "This old slave thinks that Song Yiqing and Leng Yuefeng seem to have a complicated connection. Since the appearance of Leng Yuefeng, Song Yiqing has been magnifying his existence in front of His Majesty everywhere. Guangming is in contact with Leng Yuefeng, but it is precisely because of this that the two of them are suspicious, I hope His Majesty will consider it carefully."

After listening to Lan Qi's words, Li Jianrong replied: "What Uncle Lan said, Gu also thought about it, that's why he asked Uncle Lan to send someone to monitor, if there is really some ulterior connection between the two, Gu will never tolerate it! "At the same time, Li Jianrong was thinking, if Leng Yuefeng had anything to do with that annoying Song Feiqing, he would definitely not let these two go, at least he would not let Song Feiqing go.

"Yes, the old slave understands."

"Okay, Uncle Lan, you are getting old, go to rest earlier." He raised his eyes, saw that Uncle Lan still hadn't left, and drank porridge again, "It's all right, it won't be too late alone, Uncle Lan should rest assured .”

Holding an empty bowl, "The old slave will leave."

This day changed from the gloomy weather with snowflakes in the past. God gave a big sun early in the morning. Although the winter sun will not be very hot, it always makes people feel warm.When it was almost noon, Leng Yuefeng left the palace as agreed.

When he came to Xianfeng Building, a middle-aged woman with a clean face came forward to greet him before entering the door, "This is Mr. Leng, my son is already waiting upstairs, Mr. Leng, please go upstairs with this old slave."

Leng Yuefeng looked at the middle-aged woman, there was no makeup on her face, but she was wearing brocade clothes, in fact, this attire was nothing, but Leng Yuefeng always felt familiar, so he took a few more glances, "Thank you."

The middle-aged woman led him to the private room on the second floor and left. Leng Yuefeng walked in. When Song Yiqing saw the person coming, he immediately came to greet him, "Yuefeng is here, come and sit down."

The private room is very large, it is a suite, in addition to the current room, there is also an inner room.Leng Yuefeng took a quick look at the situation. Apart from the big round table in the middle of this room, there was only tea on the table, and there were a few potted plants by the window, which seemed to burn incense. The smell of the incense was a bit special, but there was nothing uncomfortable about it. .

"I seem to be late." Song Suiqing asked after taking his seat.

"Where, I came early."

"Song... Aiqing, just tell me if you have anything to say." Leng Yuefeng cut to the chase.

"Oh, Yuefeng is not in a hurry, why don't we eat first. Heh, what does Yuefeng like?" Song Yuqing said with interest.

"As you wish."

After a meal, Leng Yuefeng only ate some vegetarian dishes casually, and didn't even drink tea.Seeing him like this, Song Yuqing thought that the time was almost up, and it was time to get to the point.

"Yuefeng is impatient, so I won't let you down. Does Yuefeng know who owns this Xianfeng Building?"

"Qi Qing asked this, it should be your property." Leng Yuefeng replied tentatively.

"That's right, the homonym of Xianfeng and Pioneer means that the people in Xianfenglou are my vanguard."

"I don't understand what you mean."

"I would like to invite Yuefeng to cooperate with me to take down Li Jianrong's country together." Song Weiqing said.

When Leng Yuefeng heard this, he quickly turned a few corners in his heart. First, there is indeed something wrong with Song Yuqing, but who is he who actually wants to seize the throne.Second, he already suspected that he came to him. He approached Li Jianrong for some other purpose, and he was still probing.

"Boss Song, what you're doing is really blatant treason. I advise you to think it over before you speak. I have something to do, so I won't accompany you." Leng Yuefeng said in an air.

Immediately got up and left, thinking, this Song Feiqing is so audacious, and even wanted to pull him, but when he got up, he felt dizzy, and his feet couldn't control him. Seeing that Leng Yuefeng was about to fall, Song Feiqing suddenly hugged him from behind. he.

"How could Yuefeng just leave like this, our conversation is not over yet." Said She picked up Leng Yuefeng and walked towards the inner room.

Leng Yuefeng was limp in Song Yuqing's arms, but the damn thing was that his consciousness was very clear, "You... are so despicable." He could still speak, but his voice was very small.Leng Yuefeng was actually very careful, he couldn't think of where to go, the moment they entered the inner room, Leng Yuefeng quickly thought, it turned out to be the incense...

"Yuefeng, don't blame me, you are really dishonest, if you sit obediently, nothing will happen." Gently put him on the soft couch, Song Weiqing embraced him like a treasure.

Touching Leng Yuefeng's cheek, softly and softly, "Every time you see me, you can't wait for me to leave early, do you know that I am sad?" He bent down and gently attached his lips to the On Leng Yuefeng's thin lips, slowly rubbing.

At the same time, he supported Leng Yuefeng's waist with one hand, and ran down his cheek with the other hand, touching Leng Yuefeng's smooth neck, and tried to untie his neckline.

Leng Yuefeng was actually very surprised, he didn't know why Song Feiqing would have such thoughts about him, but when he discovered Song Feiqing's intentions, he was very panicked.

"Song... Aiqing, what are you doing...? You can't..." There is no way, his whole body is limp now, and he can't even use his fingertips. He is very scared and tries to reach out his hand to stop it.

However, Song Yuqing ignored his seemingly non-existent resistance, and put him flat on the soft couch, "The weather is very good today, and the room is also very warm. Isn't it hot with the moon wind wearing so much? Let me help you take off this dress." Cotton coat is good." He asked in a tone, but did not give the other party a chance to answer, and started to do it. He took off Leng Yuefeng's cotton coat and seemed to feel that it was not enough, so he went to untie the belt of his shirt, because no one stopped him, so he It worked.

Seeing the white and smooth chest displayed in front of him, he squinted his eyes, admiring the beauty's body, seeing his face flushed because of anger and embarrassment but unable to pronounce, looking at his beautiful chest, but when he saw When he saw the crescent-shaped birthmark on his chest, his eyes paused, and he immediately lifted Leng Yuefeng up, trying to take a closer look with the light from the window.

When Leng Yuefeng unbuttoned his clothes, he expected that he would see that this birthmark was his biggest shortcoming, but he couldn't let it go.I only hope that this Song Yiqing will not understand the secret of the birthmark, but now it seems that he is too ideal.

"The members of the northern royal family are the orthodox royal family. They are born with extraordinary wisdom. However, all men will have birthmarks on their chests. The birthmark on the chest of the fourth son of the northern prince of the northern region is this crescent shape. Back then, the prince of Zhenbei was happy. Got a fourth son, saw the birthmark on his baby's chest..."

While speaking, Song Weiqing touched the birthmark back and forth, then leaned down, kissed Leng Yuefeng's lips, gently attached to his lips, and said softly: "I will name that son Ling Guyue." Listen to his words In other words, Leng Yuefeng closed his eyes, clenched his hands as much as possible, and what he thought in his heart was that the secret he wanted to keep the most was finally known by others, and he was still his enemy.

"Hahahaha...you are Ling Guyue, you are a spy sent by the royal family of the Northern Territory, how about it, Ling Guyue, as long as you cooperate with me, I will not reveal your identity." Song Weiqing suddenly picked him up , Hugged very tightly, and said in his ear.

"I...do I have any other choice? I promise, you...let go...um..."

Hearing that Leng Yuefeng agreed, Song Yuqing couldn't wait to kiss him, pinched his chin with his hands, stuck his tongue in, and swept the lips that he had been thinking about for a long time.Just once, only this chance, anyway, he would hate himself.

Leng Yuefeng clenched his hands tightly, he was very angry, he just agreed to cooperate with him, he didn't agree to let him do this kind of thing to himself!

Song Feiqing seemed to be enjoying the last supper. He kissed the irresistible Leng Yuefeng, while kissing his sweet lips and refreshing neck, while stroking his slender waist, soft buttocks, Rubbing his thigh with his clothes on.

He stretched out his hand to untie Leng Yuefeng's pants, and gently kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Yuefeng, I know you hate me, and I know you will never like me again, but I can get your first love." This time, I am very happy, I... will treat you well."

Writer's words:

After much deliberation, I just want to say

There are many lightning points in this chapter, please bring your own lightning rods! !Hehehe after a long time:

It's still (repair), but the real joke of the lightning rod, I'm afraid my flesh and blood can't catch the eyes of all the great gods!