Feng Yu Heng was clamped down from the imperial carriage by Jiu Ye. She was like a kitten being clamped under someone's arm. No matter how much she shouted or hit, it was useless. Xuan Tianming's arm was very strong. He clamped her all the way into the bedroom without any change in expression. After entering the room, he lifted his leg and kicked the door. The two doors closed with a "bang". Feng Yu Heng said in her heart, it's over.
It's over, Xuan Tianming threw her onto the bed!
It's over, Xuan Tianming started to take off her clothes!
It's over, Xuan Tianming started to take off her clothes!
Feng Yu Heng really wanted to close her eyes, but once a certain someone revealed his flesh, her small eyes uncontrollably stared straight up. Eh? The corner of her lips was a bit wet. She wiped it. What a disappointing drool!
She climbed up from the bed. She didn't care that her clothes were untidy. She reached out to touch his flesh, but she was pressed back onto the bed by a certain someone.
Bang, flesh on flesh.
"That …" Her cheeks were a bit hot. "Your brother is a bit disobedient."
"En." A certain someone said shamelessly, "He said that he wanted to communicate with you."
"Can I call him a hooligan?"
"Up to you." He pressed down again. A certain place made her flustered. "Who was the one who said that I wasn't as good-looking as Old Seven?"
She answered this question very straightforwardly, "Imperial Mother."
A certain someone gritted his teeth. "Who was the one who supported him?" As he spoke, his waist moved, causing Feng Yu Heng to blush.
"I was just … supporting Imperial Mother." She wanted to hide. "That, you should discuss with your brother. Let him calm down. This … this isn't good."
"I think this is good." He put his face close to hers. "Look carefully. Between I and Old Seven, who is more good-looking?"
Feng Yu Heng widened her eyes and stared at him for a while. Then, she felt that she could not go against her conscience, so she changed her words. "You're cooler and more handsome, while Seventh Brother is more elegant. Each has his own merits."
"Then which one does beloved concubine prefer?" He had an evil smile on his face as he lowered his head to nibble on her collarbone a few times. He nibbled on her collarbone until Feng Yu Heng giggled. "Speak!"
"You! I like you more! " She was ticklish and laughed until her stomach hurt. However, she did not expect that curling up her body would bring about a new round of pressure on a certain part of her body. The person on top of him panted even harder.
A certain someone is addicted to chewing on the collarbone and is eating it with relish. Feng Yu Heng wants to ask, are you chewing on the duck neck? But in this situation, he felt that saying such words would cause a new round of "revenge", so he restrained himself from saying it. But it was really itchy!
She couldn't control her laughter and kept begging for mercy, but a certain someone said, "Now you know how to beg for mercy? It seems like it's a bit late. "
His hands started to become naughty and were about to go under her remaining clothes. Feng Yu Heng quivered and rushed to say, "No, no! Xuan Tianming, I haven't reached marriageable age yet and my body hasn't matured yet. If I do this kind of thing at this time, from a medical point of view, it's not healthy and will leave behind a lasting illness. You can't be impulsive, you have to think carefully! I'll get sick ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! "
Xuan Tianming had a headache. He helplessly sat up from her body and covered her with the brocade quilt. "Are all doctors this rational? I have never seen a woman like you before. You're really good! "
Feng Yu Heng narrowed her eyes and understood something. She grabbed the brocade quilt and sat up as well. Her small face became serious as she asked, "Then tell me, what are other women like? Xuan Tianming, are all the other women rushing to climb into your bed? You tease them like this and they just cheer and obey? I say, shouldn't this imperial princess also do some research on your estate? If there are a few maidservants or concubines hidden in some courtyard or room, this aunt can chop them up early. "
Xuan Tianming laughed, "Beloved concubine, please inspect. The Imperial Palace Yu welcomes Princess Ji An to search."
"Tch!" Feng Yu Heng knew that this person didn't have that kind of hobby and also knew that she couldn't control him. Thus, she changed the topic, "Then tell me, how much do you earn each month? How many servants do you have in your family and how much do you spend each month? How many shops do you have, how many farmsteads do you have? How many mu of land do you have? How do you spend your income each year after it enters your account? What businesses do you have outside and how much money do you earn? How much property do you have in your estate right now and how much money do you have in cash? Also, who will be in charge of our family's money in the future? Who will be in charge of the money? "
Xuan Tianming felt a headache coming on, "Of course you're in charge of the money, but how much I earn and how much I save, I really don't know! You'll have to ask Lady Zhou about this. "
"Humph!" Feng Yu Heng loudly snorted, "Then as for whether you or Seventh Brother is better looking, you should also ask Lady Zhou!" After saying this, she lay down again and wrapped herself in the quilt, "Sleep!"
A certain person rubbed his nose. Where did the wind start to change direction? It clearly wasn't like this.
He also lay down and wanted to hug the maidservant next to him, but this damned maidservant had wrapped herself up like a zongzi. He tried several times to put his hand inside but to no avail. Helpless, he could only hug her through the quilt. "Can you give me half of the quilt?"
"No."
"It's very cold."
"Serves you right!"
A certain person didn't say anything and fell asleep while hugging the zongzi. About an hour later, Feng Yu Heng heard the person hugging her from behind lightly sniffling. She reached out and touched the arm around her waist. It was ice-cold.
It was autumn and the temperature in the capital was very high. The nights were very cold.
Her heart suddenly hurt and she quickly turned around to cover Xuan Tianming with the quilt. When she touched his ice-cold chest, she was even more annoyed at her own temper.
A certain person sniffled a few more times and then very naturally pulled the little maidservant into his embrace. With a "bada" sound, he kissed her on the forehead and pursed his lips to savor the taste. Then he nodded, "Smells good."
She angrily hit him, "Pretending to sleep! You're not serious at all. " Since she was awake, she couldn't fall asleep. She propped herself up and grabbed a soft cushion to lean against. Seeing Xuan Tianming look up at her, she told him what she heard when she saw Consort Yuanshu in the palace that day. Then she asked, "I've only seen the Eighth Prince once and then I didn't hear anything about him. What kind of person is he? Where did he go? "
When Xuan Tianming heard her mention this, he half sat up and leaned against her. He told her, "The Eighth Brother is also a military general, but his martial arts are not particularly good. To be more accurate, his scheming is better than his martial arts. He is a strategist. All these years, he had never clearly expressed which side he stood on, but it was also because of this that his position gradually became clear. He had formed his own faction. Right now, he is in the South, using the identity of a military strategist to enter the South Command Camp and lead the attack on the South. It is reported that the war in the South has mostly been pacified. The Eighth Brother has set up a yamen there and has already formed his own faction. " He paused for a moment, then continued, "Imperial Father seems to be muddle-headed, but in reality, he knows very well that he intends to pass the throne to me. Unfortunately, the princes are all proud and arrogant, and there are also people like Old Third, Old Fourth, and Old Eighth. How can the throne be passed down smoothly? Father Emperor values familial love. Aside from the Third Brother, who is not his biological son, he doesn't kill the other sons if he can punish them. If he can change them, he won't punish them. Therefore, the Xuan Family's battle for the throne is a combination of strength and gentleness. "
This was the first time Feng Yu Heng had carefully asked about the Eighth Prince, who she rarely interacted with. She didn't expect that he would be a difficult person to deal with. Thinking about Consort Yuanshu, she couldn't help but smile bitterly, "It seems that Consort Yuanshu can be beaten, but can't be punished."
"Un." Xuan Tianming nodded, "This matter is not urgent. Father Emperor will definitely hand it over to the Empress. Don't look at how the Empress usually doesn't participate in any disputes. When it comes to handling matters, she will not pass on her responsibility. I believe that she will choose the most appropriate way to explain this matter. We don't need to worry. "
Feng Yu Heng believed in this point, but she reminded Xuan Tianming, saying: "Craftsman Bai has already been brought back to the Imperial Daughter's Manor by me. He was followed the day he left the palace. After that, I had Ban Zou investigate, but he didn't find anything. I don't know if he is too sensitive or if the other party is too clever."
Xuan Tianming said: "It can't be that Craftsman Bai is too sensitive. After being trapped in the palace for almost a year, he is not a foolish person. Skilled craftsmen are also skilled. I believe that Craftsman Bai will have some judgment on whether or not there is something fishy going on here. For now, let him hide at your place. You have to be careful in case the other party comes looking for you. "
"That shouldn't be the case." Feng Yu Heng pondered a little and said: "The person that contacted Bai Fu Rong was sent by Qian Zhou's ruler. Now that Qian Zhou's ruler is dead, the source of this mission has already been cut off. Qian Zhou no longer exists. There is no point in them continuing to control craftsman Bai or Bai Fu Rong. "
Xuan Tianming, however, did not believe this, "That sort of person doesn't care about meaning when they do things. Think about it, if you were in danger, even if you could no longer give orders to Ban Zou, could it be that he would just disappear into Jiang Hu and no longer care about the world?"
Feng Yu Heng shook her head, "Of course not. Ban Zou will definitely get revenge for me … you mean to say that we should be careful of Qian Zhou's people getting revenge for Qian Zhou's ruler?"
"Just in case!" Xuan Tianming sighed, "In the end, it's all just guesses. It would be best if they did not get revenge. If they really want to take that path, we just need to be careful." He reached out and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, "In less than a year, you will be of marriageable age. Speaking of, I should be preparing for our wedding next year."
"So fast!" Feng Yu Heng sighed and counted with her fingers. This body had arrived in this world in the middle of the summer when she was twelve years old. In the blink of an eye, more than two years had passed. "Xuan Tianming." She tilted her head and asked him, "Will our wedding be very lively?"
"Of course." He was extremely proud, "My, Xuan Tianming's, wedding will definitely shake the world."
She giggled, and her eyes were filled with hope. They would be getting married next year. In her previous life, she had not been able to get married; however, in this life, she had found such a good match. With her grandfather personally attending, the heavens did not treat her poorly.
The two began a lively discussion about the wedding. As they spoke, they fell asleep. When they opened their eyes again, Huang Quan told Feng Yu Heng: "His Highness has already gone to court and ordered us servants not to wake young miss." After saying this, he tugged at Feng Yu Heng and anxiously said: "Young miss should get up quickly. There is some bad news that this servant must tell young miss!"
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