Feng Yuheng was held down from the palace carriage by Jiu Ye, like a kitten under someone's arm. No matter how she screamed and beat, it was useless. Xuan Tianming's arms were strong. He held her from the outside of the mansion door all the way into the bedroom without changing his expression or breathing. After entering the room, he raised his leg and kicked the door. The two doors closed with a "bang". Feng Yuheng thought to herself, it's over. om..Visit:. .
It's over, Xuan Tianming threw her on the bed!
It’s over, Xuan Tianming started to take off her clothes!
It’s over, Xuan Tianming started to take off his clothes!
Feng Yuheng wanted to close her eyes, but as soon as someone showed their flesh, her eyes would be drawn straight up uncontrollably; eh? The corners of her lips were a little wet, she wiped them, it was just saliva!
She climbed up from the bed, not caring that her clothes were in disarray, and reached out to touch the flesh, but was pushed back onto the bed by someone's pressure.
Bang, flesh against flesh.
"Well..." Her cheeks felt a little hot, "Your brother is a little disobedient."
"Yeah." Someone said shamelessly, "It said it wants to communicate with you."
"Can I call you a hooligan?"
"Whatever you want." He pressed down again, and something in between made her feel uneasy. "Who said that I am not as good-looking as the seventh one?"
She answered this question very happily, "Mother."
Someone gritted his teeth and asked, "Who is the person who is chiming in?" As he spoke, his waist moved, causing Feng Yuheng to blush.
"I'm just... supporting my mother." She wanted to hide. "Well, talk to your brother and let him calm down. This... this is not good."
"I think this is a good idea." He put his face close to hers, "Take a closer look. Who is better looking, me or Old Seven?"
Feng Yuheng actually stared with wide eyes for a while, then she felt that she couldn't speak against her conscience, so she combined them and changed her statement, "You are cooler and more handsome, and Seventh Brother is more elegant. Each of them has their own merits."
"Which tune do you prefer, my dear?" He smiled evilly, lowered his head and nibbled on her collarbone a few times, making Feng Yuheng giggle. "Say it!"
"You! I like you even more!" She was ticklish and laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. She didn't expect that curling up her body would cause a new round of squeezing in a certain place. The person covering her was breathing even more heavily.
Someone was addicted to chewing on the clavicle, eating with gusto, Feng Yuheng wanted to ask, are you chewing on the duck neck of Juewei? But in this situation, he felt that saying such a thing might lead to a new round of "retaliation", so he resisted the urge to say it. .,,; But it's really itchy!
She couldn't control her laughter and kept begging for mercy, but someone said, "You know how to beg for mercy now? It seems a little late."
His hands became restless, and they were about to slip inside her remaining clothes. Feng Yuheng was startled and blurted out, "No, no! Xuan Tianming, I'm not even an adult yet, my body isn't mature yet. Doing this kind of thing at this time is unhealthy from a medical point of view, and it will cause a disease. You can't be impulsive, you have to think it through! I'm going to get sick!"
Xuan Tianming was overwhelmed, and reluctantly sat up from her body, grabbed the quilt and covered her with it. "Are all doctors so rational? This is the first time I have seen a woman like you, you are amazing!"
Feng Yuheng narrowed his eyes and understood something. He grabbed the quilt and sat up. With a serious face, he asked, "Then tell me, what are other women like? Xuan Tianming, do other women rush to climb into your bed? Do they cheer and obey you after you tease them like this? I say, shouldn't I do some research on your mansion? What if there are a few maids or concubines hidden in some courtyard or room? I can kill them all as soon as possible."
Xuan Tianming laughed, "My beloved concubine, please inspect. The entire Prince Yu's Mansion welcomes Princess Ji'an to search for her."
"Tsk!" Feng Yuheng knew that this person didn't have that hobby, and also knew that this matter couldn't hold him back, so he changed the subject. "Then tell me, how much is your monthly salary? How many servants do you have in your family, and how much is the monthly expenditure? How many shops, farms, and acres of land do you have? How do you spend the annual harvest after it is accounted for? What are your businesses outside, and how much money can you make? How much property do you have in your mansion now, and what are the cash and silver bills? Also, who will manage the money in our family in the future? Who will manage the money?"
Xuan Tianming was in a dilemma. "You are definitely in charge of the money, but I really don't know how much I earned or saved! You have to ask Madam Zhou about this."
"Hmph!" Feng Yuheng snorted loudly, "As for the question of who is better looking between you and Brother Qi, you can go ask Madam Zhou!" After saying that, he lay down again, wrapped himself in the quilt, and said, "Go to sleep!"
Someone touched his nose and wondered where the wind had started to change direction. It was obviously not like this.
He also lay down and wanted to hug the girl beside him, but the damn girl wrapped herself up like a dumpling. He tried several times to put his hand inside but failed. He had no choice but to hug her through the quilt. "Can you give me half of the quilt?"
"not good;"
"It's cold."
“You deserve it!”
Someone didn't say anything, and fell asleep lightly while holding the zongzi. About half an hour later, Feng Yuheng heard the person holding her behind her sniffling slightly. She reached out and touched the arm at her waist, which was icy cold.
It's autumn now, and the temperature difference in Beijing is huge, and it's extremely cold at night.
Her heart suddenly ached, and she quickly turned around to cover Xuan Tianming with the quilt. When she touched his cold chest, she felt even more annoyed at her temper.
Someone sniffed a few more times, then naturally pulled the little girl into his arms, kissed her on the forehead, sipped his lips to savor the aroma, and nodded, "Smells good."
She was so angry that she hit him, "Pretending to sleep! You are so frivolous." She was awake anyway, so she couldn't fall asleep either. She simply half-propped herself up and grabbed a cushion to lean on. Seeing Xuan Tianming looking up at her, she told him what she heard when she saw Concubine Yuan Shu in the palace that day, and then asked, "I only met the Eighth Prince once, and then there was no news. What kind of person is he? Where did he go?"
Xuan Tianming saw her talking about this, so he half stood up and leaned beside her, telling her, "Old Eighth is also a military general, but his kung fu is not particularly good. To be precise, his scheming is better than his martial arts, and he is a counselor. Over the years, he has never clearly stated which side he stands on, but because of this, his position has gradually become clear. He is a school of his own. He is now in the South Boundary, intervening in the South Boundary Camp as a military advisor, and presiding over the plan to attack the South Boundary. It is reported that the war in the South Boundary has now been settled. "After half a year, the Eighth Prince has established a government office there and has become a powerful force." He paused, and then said, "My father seems confused, but he knows everything in his heart. He intends to pass the throne to me, but the princes are all arrogant, and there are people like the Third, Fourth, and Eighth Prince. How can the throne be passed smoothly? He has always valued family affection. Except for the Third Prince, who was not his own, he would not kill his other sons if he could punish them, and would not punish them if they could change. Therefore, the battle for the throne of the Xuan family is a combination of steel and softness."
This was the first time Feng Yuheng had carefully inquired about the Eighth Prince, whom he had rarely come into contact with, but he did not expect that he was also a difficult person to deal with. Thinking about Concubine Yuan Shu again, he could not help but smile bitterly, "It seems that Concubine Yuan Shu can warn, but cannot severely punish."
"Yes." Xuan Tianming nodded. "There is no rush for this matter. I'm sure my father will hand it over to the Queen. Although the Queen usually doesn't get involved in any disputes, if she really has to deal with something, she will take the lead. I believe she will choose the most appropriate way to explain this matter, so we don't have to worry about it."
Feng Yuheng believed this, but reminded Xuan Tianming again, "I have taken Bai Qiaojiang back to the Princess's Mansion. He was followed by someone on the day he left the palace. Afterwards, I asked Ban Zou to investigate, but he didn't find out the truth. I don't know if he is too sensitive or the other party is too smart."
Xuan Tianming said, "It's definitely not that Bai Qiaojiang is too sensitive. He has been trapped in the palace for nearly a year. He is not a fool. People with good skills are also good at thinking. I believe Bai Qiaojiang can make some judgments whether there is something fishy here. Let him hide at your place for the time being. You also have to be careful in case the other party comes to your door."
"It shouldn't be." Feng Yuheng thought for a moment and said, "The person who contacted Bai Furong was sent by the King of Qianzhou. Now that the King of Qianzhou is dead, the source of this mission has been cut off. Qianzhou no longer exists, and it is meaningless for them to control Bai Qiaojiang or Bai Furong."
Xuan Tianming didn't think so. "People like that don't care about the meaning of what they do. Think about it, if you are in danger, even if you can no longer issue orders to Ban Zou, can he just drift into the martial arts world and not care about worldly affairs?"
Feng Yuheng shook his head, "Of course not, Ban Zou will definitely avenge me... What you mean is, be careful that the Qian Zhou people will avenge the King of Qian Zhou?"
"Just in case!" Xuan Tianming sighed. "It's all speculation. It would be best if they don't seek revenge. If they really want to go down that path, we just need to be careful." He stretched out his arm and put it around her shoulders. "In less than a year, you will be a marriageable girl. Speaking of which, I should also prepare for our wedding next year."
"It's so fast!" Feng Yuheng sighed, counting on her fingers. She came to this world in the midsummer when this body was twelve years old. Now, in the blink of an eye, more than two years have passed. "Xuan Tianming." She tilted her head and asked him, "Will our wedding be lively?"
"Of course." He was extremely proud, "My Xuan Tianming's wedding will surely make a sensation in the world."
She giggled, her eyes full of anticipation. She was going to get married next year. She had not been able to get married in her previous life, but in this life she had found such a good match. With her grandfather personally attending to her affairs, it seemed that the heavens had not treated her badly.
The two of them had another lively discussion about the wedding until they fell asleep together. When they opened their eyes again, Huang Quan told Feng Yuheng, "His Highness has gone to court, and he told the servants not to wake up the young lady." After that, he pulled Feng Yuheng tightly and said anxiously, "Young lady, you should get up quickly. I have some bad news to tell you!" Mobile phone
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