Start practicing from marrying the disfigured princess

She breathed slowly and softly as she spoke.

Ren Pingsheng could clearly feel the warm breath lightly tapping behind his ears.

The numb feeling was hooked into the cerebral cortex without any hindrance, and there were layers of ripples in my heart.

This feeling is hot and vivid.

"Your Highness..."

He whispered, reaching out to hold her in his arms.

Put your hands gently on Yingying's waist, soft and slim.

"Woooo..."

The girl closed her eyes tightly and rubbed her little face gently on the back of his neck. Her voice was soft and seemed to be aggrieved: "Why did you come to see me?"

Faced with such an unreserved and sincere confession.

Ren Pingsheng's heart ached, his eyes darkened, he stretched out his hand to open the distance between the two of them, wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, and admitted his mistake obediently: "I have been stopped by His Majesty outside the palace gate several times. I would have known that His Highness was thinking Sir, I should go to your Majesty."

The person who was longing for him stood in front of him.

Yun He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ren Pingsheng. Seeing the tenderness in his eyes, indescribable emotions came to him. Almost instantly, the tears accumulated in his eyes slid down the tear tracks.

Her eyelashes were wet and trembling slightly, her peach blossom eyes stared at him blankly, biting her pink lips pitifully, as if she had been greatly wronged.

"In the past, you would have come to me without me telling you. With Chang An, you don't care about me anymore."

As he spoke aggrievedly, the tip of his nose felt sour.

Tears rolled down her cheeks like broken beads, crystal clear, hot and urgent.

"how could be."

Ren Pingsheng's heart became softer. He held her little face and gently ran the pads of his thumbs over the wet corners of her eyes. He wiped away her tears and coaxed her softly: "I have been thinking of Your Highness in my heart. I think about it when I practice. , I thought about it while eating..."

"What about when you were with Chang An?"

Yunhe looked at him with wet eyes.

The next second, he saw a trace of hesitation on his face.

His chest surged like ocean waves, and grievances and sadness surged into his heart: "If you really thought that, you wouldn't have thought of teasing me just now."

Ren Pingsheng did not expect that his sister-in-law would miss him so long. He lowered his eyes slightly, regretting his slightly frivolous behavior just now.

"My father did not allow me to see you, so I left."

Seeing his silence, Yun He bit his glistening lips, avoided his sight, turned around and left.

As soon as he took a step, his slender arm was grabbed by Ren Pingsheng.

"What are you doing……"

Yun He struggled, his voice hoarse and crying: "Let me go."

His body trembled slightly, and while struggling, he twisted his waist and limbs, as if he wanted to resist in return.

Ren Pingsheng seemed to understand something, and with a slight force on his hand, he held her in his arms again.

"I have been dreaming about His Highness these past few days. Your Highness is gone just like that. I will have insomnia again after I go back..."

That's it.

There was a hint of hesitation in Yun He's eyes.

At this time.

Ren Shengsheng lowered his eyes and looked at her with the utmost tenderness. He kept saying sweet words and coaxing her patiently.

Listen to the gentle voice in your ears.

Yunhe's eyelashes trembled, his breathing gradually became faster, his heart beat more violently, and his eyes were wet, as if he was hiding some emotion.

After a few breaths.

She couldn't control the emotions welling up in her heart.

Twisting her waist, her beautiful peach blossom eyes gazed at Ren Shengsheng's face with watery eyes. Her pink lips opened slightly, almost murmuring in sleep: "I want to kiss..."

This time, before she could get close to him, Ren Pingsheng held her little face and slowly leaned over.

"Well……"

After a stick of incense.

Breathing became increasingly difficult.

Ren Pingsheng let her go, the corners of his mouth curved, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

She had put on a pitiful look just now, as if she was extremely aggrieved, but deep down in her heart, she had the intention of coaxing her.

I haven’t seen her for more than half a month. My sister-in-law has not changed much from before. She still has the temper of a child.

Thinking like this, Yunhe's eyelashes trembled slightly and he opened his eyes.

There was a hint of confusion in her slightly blurred peach blossom eyes. After a few breaths, the tip of her nose wrinkled and she came closer again.

"Well……"

Less than half an hour later.

Ren Pingsheng held her in his arms and sat on the Grand Master's chair. His fingertips gently traced her smooth and delicate cheeks, and asked softly: "How does Your Highness know that the person standing behind Your Highness is a minister?"

"The palace is heavily guarded. Except for you and my father, no man can come to Yong'an Palace quietly, and..."

At this point, there was a pause.

Those beautiful peach blossom eyes, clear and soft like a pool of spring water, looked straight at him, raised their heads slightly, and said quite proudly: "No matter how your voice changes, I can still hear it." come out."

Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng's heart softened again. He raised her chin, lightly pressed a kiss on the tip of her nose, and asked with a smile: "We haven't seen you for more than half a month. When did your Highness learn how to be seductive?"

Liu Yunmeng's pretty face turned red, she buried her little face in his arms, and lightly hit his arm: "Don't say anything."

She learned these from various story books.

How to act pitiful, pretend to be aggrieved, and make people feel pitiful.

How to express affection without realizing it and tug at the heartstrings.

This was her first time practicing it, and she didn't expect the effect to be so significant.

You know, in the past, no matter what she said, Ren would never take the initiative to kiss him like he did today.

"I like this kind of Your Highness very much..."

Ren Pingsheng held her little face and gently rubbed her fair cheeks with his fingertips. His voice was gentle and his eyes were full of smiles.

The girl's eyelashes trembled, her cheeks were stained as crimson as the sunset, her eyes were wet, and her voice was trembling: "I have also learned a lot of other things..."

Feeling shy in my heart, my body trembled slightly. It took me a while to summon up the courage, and said in a voice as quiet as a mosquito: "You, do you want to try it?"

As if afraid that he would misunderstand, he added immediately: "I learned it from a storybook."

The soft voice seems to have the temptation of not knowing the world, and uses the most innocent tone to say the most sultry words.

Suddenly, Ren Pingsheng's eyes became particularly deep, scanning her crimson face and white neck.

After all, he couldn't restrain the throbbing in his heart. He gently kissed the green hair behind her earlobe, smelled the refreshing fragrance, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "What has your highness learned?"

Feeling shy, she buried her little face in his arms: "You, you know."

"I don't know." Ren Pingsheng stroked her back gently, his voice low, as if he wanted to trick her into saying something.

The words fell.

The room was quiet.

There was only the sound of the two people breathing long and long.

After a few breaths.

Liu Yunmeng seemed to have made up his mind, straightened up, buried his head in his neck, and said with a trembling voice: "It's the things you and Chang An did."

After saying that, the tip of my nose felt sore, and hot tears welled up from my eyes again.

As if he was afraid that Ren Shengsheng would notice anything unusual, he closed his eyes tightly and sobbed softly, suppressing his sobs to a minimum.

Ren Pingsheng listened, and his heart suddenly felt so weak that it was about to melt.

She has just begun to fall in love, but the person she falls in love with is the husband of the emperor's sister. Such grievances and sadness will become stronger the longer they are separated, and how can they be reconciled with just a few meals.

It was not so much that she coaxed her sister-in-law at the beginning, but that she hid her grievances in her heart to coax herself.

That bit of charm disappeared in the pitiful sobs.

He hugged Liu Yunmeng, patted her back, and softly comforted her.

A good while.

Liu Yunmeng stopped sobbing and looked straight at him with her watery peach blossom eyes. Her face was unusually firm: "I have thought about it. Let's cook the raw rice into cooked rice. Even my father can't do anything. Can you turn a blind eye to us?"

Cooking raw rice into cooked rice...why does this routine sound familiar?

Ren Pingsheng was in a daze for a second. He thought of something, looked at his sister-in-law, and asked softly: "Has Your Highness watched "The West Chamber" recently?"

Liu Yunmeng was slightly startled, a little surprised: "How do you know?"

really.

Ren Pingsheng sighed and said leisurely: "A storybook is just a storybook after all. Zhang Sheng and Miss Xiangguo's success in getting to the end did not rely on raw rice and cooked rice."

Liu Yunmeng was startled again: "Isn't "The Romance of the West Chamber" not finished yet? How do you know that they have reached the end?"

Seeing that Ren Pingsheng remained silent, her curiosity was instantly aroused. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Do you know the author of "The Romance of the West Chamber"? Do you know what happened to Miss Xiangguo and Zhang Sheng in the end?"

Ren Pingsheng remained silent.

"Just tell me, I want to hear it."

Liu Yunmeng held his arm, twisted her waist slightly, and kept acting coquettishly.

Ren Pingsheng was forced to tell the story of what happened next.

Liu Yunmeng nestled in his arms, listening intently.

time flies.

In a blink of an eye, the sun sets.

The sunset shines into the house through the cracks in the window.

"At this time, Zheng Heng took the opportunity to fabricate a lie, saying that Zhang Sheng had married another man in Beijing..."

At this point, it stopped abruptly.

Liu Yunmeng blinked and asked impatiently: "What happens next? Do the old lady and Miss Xiangguo believe his words?"

Ren Pingsheng smiled and said in a gentle tone: "It is getting late. I will come back tomorrow to talk to His Highness."

Although Liu Yunmeng wanted to hear the next story, but thinking about seeing Ren Pingsheng again tomorrow, she felt hopeful. She stood up obediently and said softly: "You promised me, you must come tomorrow."

"A gentleman's word is that it is difficult to catch up with a horse. I will definitely come tomorrow."

Ren Pingsheng said, bowed and turned to leave.

Looking at his back, the more Liu Yunmeng thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

It was obviously about cooking rice, but somehow it turned into him telling a story to himself.

After being in a daze for a few seconds, I realized later that he was doing this on purpose to avoid the topic.

"stop!"

Liu Yunmeng called Ren Pingsheng, pouting slightly, with some dissatisfaction on his delicate little face, which looked very cute.

"Don't you want to be with me?"

Ren Pingsheng looked at her with tenderness in his eyes, and reached out to caress her cheek: "I wish I could stay with His Highness all the time."

Faced with such a fiery confession, Liu Yunmeng's heart rippled, his face and earlobes turned red, he pursed his lips unconsciously, and his voice became much softer: "Then, why did you change the subject?"

Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart and said softly: "Because His Highness is too young and not old enough to cook a meal, I am afraid of hurting His Highness."

Liu Yunmeng could feel that he was thinking about her, and the dissatisfaction in her heart immediately disappeared. She bit her pink lips and mustered up the courage to say: "It's obviously not that young..."

In order to prove that he is not young, he also brought out his wife Zhengyin: "Chang An is not a few years older than me."

Girls' feelings are always poetry.

The unreserved dedication made Ren's heart softer and more determined at the same time. He should not attack her at this time, at least until after they get married.

At this moment, Ren Pingsheng had made up his mind to marry her back from the palace, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles he faced, he would not hesitate.

"Your Highness..."

A gentle call.

Liu Yunmeng raised his head slightly, his watery eyes showing a hint of confusion, and then he saw that handsome face that he had been thinking about getting closer and closer to him.

The moment their lips touched, she trembled slightly.

The touch is too real, as if there is an electric current running through my spine, which cannot be described in words.

Just over half an hour.

This was the second time in his life that Ren took the initiative to kiss her.

Satisfaction flooded my heart, and I couldn't ask for anything else.

"There will come a day."

Ren Pingsheng looked into the girl's watery eyes and said in a gentle voice: "Your Highness, please be obedient and wait for me to pick you up, okay?"

Liu Yunmeng's eyelashes were already wet, her eyes were red, her mind was blank, and she nodded obediently.

"Your Highness, have a good rest and have a good dream. I take my leave."

It was already dark, and it was really too late to leave.

Ren Pingsheng coaxed a few words softly, then turned and left.

behind.

Liu Yunmeng stood there, staring blankly at his back. The soft light in his eyes was like a strand of silk thread lingering in his heart.

…………

Not far from Yong'an Palace.

Qianqing Palace, in the study.

A eunuch came forward to report: "Your Majesty, the Prince of Zhenbei has left Yong'an Palace."

Emperor Zhaowu showed no expression and waved his hand.

The eunuch understood immediately and turned around to leave.

behind.

Wang Zheng asked: "Your Majesty, do you want to send someone to Ren Mansion to issue orders?"

Emperor Zhaowu was silent for a few seconds and waved his hand: "That's all. It's human nature to say hello to Yunhe before leaving. This matter ends here."

Wang Zheng hesitated for a moment and then asked: "What should we do if he goes to Yong'an Palace tomorrow?"

Upon hearing this question, Emperor Zhaowu's eyes turned cold. He wanted to say, "If he is really bold, clean him up." But then he thought, he was still Chang An's husband, and he fell silent.

After a while, he snorted coldly and said coldly: "I forgive him for not having the courage."

I'm afraid there is, but it's still very big.

Wang Zheng thought so in his heart, but did not say it out loud. He just said: "Your Majesty, Jin Yiwei found traces of the demon and barbarian tribes in Shizhou a few days ago. According to their judgment, the destination of those demon barbarians should be Yunlong Canyon. You see Do you want to send more manpower to the Jinyi Guards to capture the demons? "

Emperor Zhaowu said calmly: "Let them go to the Yunlong Secret Realm for the purpose of training. If they can't even deal with a few monsters and barbarians, what else is there to train them for? In the end, they will not be of much use."

"My slave understands."

Wang Zheng bowed respectfully.

The study was quiet for a while.

Emperor Zhaowu asked: "How long has Ren Pingsheng stayed in the library?"

Wang Zhengdao: "It will take two hours to report back to Your Majesty."

Two hours...if it weren't for Yun He, I'm afraid it would have stayed longer.

It seems that he was very interested in the deeds recorded in "Records of Taizu".

Emperor Zhaowu thought this way, slowly stood up from the dragon chair, walked to the window, looked in the direction of Wu Sheng Mountain with his deep eyes, and a thought came up in his mind: "If he can really get the inheritance, and the two of them will be happy, Yun and He will be together." It’s not a bad idea to marry him.”

…………

Renfu.

inside the house.

The beautiful little red fox sat on the chair, head slightly raised, looking dignified and noble.

The next second.

It spoke human words, with strong dissatisfaction in its cold tone: "Why did you hang out with Ren Pingsheng last night?"

not far away.

Chang An stood there with cold eyes and said calmly: "Disciple did not hang out with him."

"How dare you quibble!"

Luo Qingmo felt that his disciple had changed after entering the Ren Mansion, and he became more and more dissatisfied. He said coldly: "I listened to my teacher all night last night, and I heard it clearly. Your voice is clearly..."

Speaking of which, I later realized that it was really outrageous for me as a master to eavesdrop on his disciples, even if it was just for supervision.

Feeling ashamed and angry, he said no more, but said angrily: "You know it yourself whether they are hanging out or not!"

Chang An felt a sense of shame in his heart when he heard that the master he respected the most had listened to it all night.

The earlobes were slightly red, but his expression did not change. He was still very cold: "Disciple, this is for cultivation."

Ah!

Practice...

The sounds have become like that.

He also said it was cultivation. Do you really think that since you have never eaten pork, you have never seen a pig run away?

Can't even tell what kind of emotion the voice contains?

Luo Qingmo stared deeply at Chang An with his cold eyes, and said sincerely: "You have figured out the road of forgetfulness by yourself. You know better than my teacher the consequences of indulging in worldly emotions.

Even if you don't think about Tianzong, but just for yourself, if you want to achieve enlightenment and become an immortal, you shouldn't do this. "

Hearing this, Chang An opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

Before he could speak, Luo Qingmo said: "Don't tell me anything about cultivation. Although the "Yin Yang Liang Yi Heart Sutra" is indeed the fastest way to restore cultivation at the moment, whether there are other emotions mixed in the cultivation, You know it yourself."

"..."

Chang An fell into silence and said nothing.

Right now.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

follow closely.

The door was pushed open.

Ren Pingsheng, dressed in brocade clothes, stood at the door. The first thing he saw was the little fox sitting on the chair. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he said in surprise: "Hey... why are you here?"

Luo Qingmo turned to look at Ren Pingsheng, and when he saw his eyes, a bad feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

Without saying anything, he ran away.

It's a pity that, after all, it is a mortal body, so how can it be compared to Ren's speed after adding points in his life.

in a blink.

Ren Pingsheng pinched the back of its neck, held it in his arms, patted its head, and teased with a smile: "It's quite smart. I'm not here, so I know how to please the mistress."

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Although in the past few days, I have gradually become accustomed to being treated like this by Ren Pingsheng.

But after all, that was when no one was around.

In front of his disciple, being held in his arms like this, his head was touched without dignity.

Luo Qingmo naturally couldn't tolerate it. His red hair exploded, he bowed slightly and made a threatening voice, as if he was going to fight Ren Pingsheng desperately in the next second.

"You dare to explode."

Ren Pingsheng was very dissatisfied with his pet for not giving him face. He made a big show of his head and scolded him angrily: "I think you don't have a long memory. Did you forget about it after being beaten a few days ago?"

"..."

Luo Qingmo moaned, and there seemed to be water in his beautiful eyes.

this moment.

She felt hopeless.