Rebirth is back for you

Originally thought it was a lingering and intimate kiss, but there were more forceful bites on the lips.Changsun Qimu tentatively pushed out the tip of her tongue a few times, but this man pushed it back forcefully. She knew that she was messing with explosives, so she could only smile and helplessly let Jing Ran vent.

In fact, why don't you understand that although this person is used to the attitude of a little daughter-in-law, it's just that she is willing to be pampered by him.But if something touches this person's brow, she can't resist anyway.

Seeing that the grandson Qimu gradually stopped moving, Jing Ran turned his head slightly, looked down at her red and swollen lips than ever before, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

As soon as Changsun Qimu finished speaking, Jing Ran suddenly moved closer again, caught off guard and sucked heavily on her lips, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"...It hurts." Changsun Qimu seemed a little aggrieved, and even his voice suddenly became weaker.

Jing Ran looked at her drooping head like a small animal, and stared at her unmoved, "Why, do you think I don't know what to do, or do you think I don't know what to do?"

Changsun Qimu blinked his eyes, stared at the big pit dug in front of him and pursed his mouth tightly, but the usual swaying tail behind him seemed to be drooping.

Linqin, who had just climbed over the wall, saw this scene and quickly turned back, patting her heart and thinking to herself that it was dangerous, her eyes were almost lost.

Jing Ran glanced nonchalantly at the flashing red shadow on the wall, then shifted his gaze to the face of the person in front of him.

"Don't talk? Does that mean I shouldn't punish you?"

"..." The eldest grandson Qimu raised his head, his clear spring-like pupils glowed with unknown waves, "I..."

"How about you? Wronged?" Jing Ran looked at her, and suddenly stretched out his fingers to rub her lips heavily, raised his eyebrows and said: "You look like this, you can't touch it here for a few days, so the one who suffers is Me, why are you wronged?"

"..."

Seeing the grandson Qimu opened his mouth and closed it again, Jing Ran suddenly lowered his voice, and said in a low voice: "You love me, spoil me, love me, and wish to give me all the best in this world. All of them are understood one by one, and they can be seen clearly and distinctly.”

"But there are some things, just like this kiss, beyond Judaism——it hurts."

The gentle voice of a spring flowed and infiltrated, and Changsun Qimu's long eyelashes began to flutter slightly.

Jing Ran looked at her quietly, his eyes softened little by little, and raised his arm again to touch those red and swollen lips with his fingertips, but this time the movement was extra gentle.

Feeling the cool touch on his lips, Changsun Qimu raised his head suddenly, and saw that Jingran poured out some crystal clear medicinal liquid from a small sapphire blue bottle and applied it on it. The hot burning sensation has been relieved and disappeared in an instant.

"I originally thought that my daughter-in-law is so smart and transparent, so I will follow her in everything, let her go, and lean on her." Idlely said, "But now it seems that you have no sense of propriety at all, you just used your prudence to deceive me, and I have seen through you now, so I will take care of you in the future." You are better."

"..." Changsun Qimu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and Jing Ran went on to say meaningfully: "For example, you have given me so much love during the day, should I think about it?" Think, how can I hurt you back at night?"

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"Huh?" Jing Ran looked at the corners of her lips that moved, and interrupted leisurely: "You agree?"

"..." Changsun Qimu shook his head quickly, Jing Ran raised his eyebrows, "Disagree?"

"No."

"Isn't it disagreement?" Jing Ran nodded, "That means agreeing."

"...You damn—"

Changsun Qimu made a muffled sound, but the tip of his tongue suddenly touched Jing Ran's fingertips on his lips.Jing Ran's hands paused, watching the thin, pink tip of her tongue shrink back in an instant, as if nothing had happened, she continued to caress her gradually swollen lips.

As soon as Changsun Qimu breathed a sigh of relief, Jing Ran withdrew his hands, and carelessly put the small sapphire blue bottle back on his lapel, while picking up Changsun Qimu and said, "Don't worry, my wife, this medicine is made by Mr. Smelly!" If it is prepared, no matter how serious the wound is, it will heal within two hours. And now there are still several hours before dark, so it is definitely not a problem."

Before she finished speaking, she didn't give the eldest grandson Qimu a chance to choke, she turned to the side of the wall and raised her voice, "Haven't you heard enough?"

Lin Qin quickly jumped in, ran up to Jing Ran, pointed to the two balls of cotton stuffed in her ears, and said, "I didn't hear anything!"

"..." Jing Ran squinted at Linqin's foolish look, let him go in a good mood, and ordered: "Go and light the fire."

"Okay!" Linqin giggled, took out the two balls of cotton and shook them off, picked up the fish left on the ground, and flattered the two of them: "Leave this fish to me too, you can share one with me when you make it." good?"

Jing Ran nodded in a good mood, "Okay, you can cook a few more dishes."

"Deal!" Linqin happily walked towards the small kitchen with the fish in her arms, and said triumphantly, "Cooking can never be difficult for me."

Jing Ran turned around and took a few lotus buds in Changsun Qimu's hand, shook them in his hand, and said with a smile, "As expected of the double-petaled lotus in the South China Sea, it has such a fragrance before it even buds."

"No matter how fragrant the double-petaled lotus is, it is not as fragrant as the Zhangtai ancient plum in your yard." The eldest grandson Qimu said.

"Maybe it tastes better than wine?" Jing Ran asked with raised eyebrows.

Grandson Qimu: "..."

"You little girl, you are like a mallet when you should be acting like a baby." Jing Ran glanced at Changsun Qimu, poured his inner strength and called out: "Do one! Dig up the altar of rouge drunk in the three-color maple forest come out!"

Changsun Qimu's eyes lit up, he thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Didn't you agree to use that jar of rouge and warm wine to cook the plums?"

"I buried that jar of wine so that I could dig it out and drink it when there is a happy event, and I think today is a good day—" Jing Ran moved closer to the grandson Qimu, and asked with a blink of an eye, "Are you sure you don't want it?"

Changsun Qimu shook his head resolutely when he heard the meaning behind her words.

"That's good." Jing Ran nodded sadly, and led the man to the small kitchen, and said leisurely, "Even if you don't drink, today is a good day."

……

When Xing Yi at the side heard what the two said, he floated over empty-handed.

Jing Ran turned to look at him, and asked, "Have you thought about it?"

Xingyi shook his head and said in a low voice: "I just want to ask the prince, the master also left the palace after giving birth to you, although she didn't know what was hidden, but she returned to Qingyue capital last winter, but she didn't I would like to meet you face to face, have you ever complained about her?"

Jing Ran pursed her lips, looked at the line for a moment, nodded seriously, and said: "Since you asked me, I will tell you. I never knew that my mother, concubine and father were still alive, so I never had extra thoughts, but Ever since I knew they might still be alive, I was more looking forward to and rejoicing, because compared to death, all the obsessions of being alive are nothing."

"So we are different, and even in the same situation, different people have different choices. Some choices are not right or wrong, but everyone has their own aspirations. You don't have to have the slightest pressure."

"I see, Shizi." Xing nodded and said before leaving, "In three days, I will give you an answer."

"Don't give me an answer, but give yourself an answer. This is your path for the rest of your life." Jing Ran looked at his vigorous body and sighed: "My mother took you in back then, taught you civil and military strategies, taught you Your conduct in the world also taught you to hold back, which must have left you the path you can choose today, so no matter how you choose, I will support you in the end."

"Thank you, son and master!" Xing Yi suddenly knelt down on one knee, saluted Jing Ran solemnly, got up and left.

Jing Ran was a little emotional, and turned back to ask grandson Qimu: "Little girl, how do you think he will choose?"

Changsun Qimu thought for a while, and said: "Actually, he was taken in and taught by Aunt Yun, not only because Aunt Yun thought he was smart and liked him, but also because Marquis Changqing contributed to it."

Jing Ran was a little surprised, and heard the person next to him say again: "The wife of Marquis Changqing Xuxian is the daughter of the general who protects the country in Ganqiu, and she is considered powerful in Ganqiu. It was not enough for him to secretly send the Marquis Mansion away. At the time when Uncle Jing and Aunt Yun were getting married, the two of them secretly went to Ganqiu to worship their ancestors, and they were entrusted by Marquis Changqing, hoping that they could bring them back to Qingyue shelter."

"What conditions did he use to convince my father and mother?" Jing Ran asked.

"Threats and lures." Changsun Qimu glanced at Jing Ran, his expression was a little cold, and said: "Chang Qinghou is the head of all the officials in Ganqiu, and all the secrets of the royal family can't be hidden from his eyes, and he has always only Loyal to that chair. So he threatened Uncle Jing's life experience, and then promised that if one day, the descendants of the Deqin Palace cannot gain a foothold in Qingyue and return to Ganqiu, the descendants of his Changqinghou's Mansion will be single-minded. It is only through assistance that this can be achieved.”

"So, Marquis Changqing actually has no plans to take Xingyi back?" Jing Ran frowned.

"Even if he has such thoughts and plans, he may not have this ability." Changsun Qimu said sharply: "The Marquis of Changqing is already late, and the current son of the Marquis of Changqing, Jiang Huaichuan, has a strong root and outstanding abilities. He entered the Ganqiu court three years ago, and now he is an official worshiping Zaifu, and Jiang Baixi relies heavily on him."

"So the current Changqinghou's Mansion is actually in charge of Jianghuaichuan, and even if Xing Yi goes back, there is no place for him in the Changqinghou's Mansion. Moreover, with his ability, even with your help, he will be at most It is indistinguishable from Jianghuaichuan, but Ganqiu will be injustice due to the turmoil in the Marquis of Changqing, and Jiang Baixi will not let it go."

Seeing that Jingran fell silent, Changsun Qimu said: "He has been taught by Aunt Yun for a period of time, and he is familiar with Aunt Yun's way of doing things, so make the best use of everything, send him to find Aunt Yun and Uncle Jing."

Jing Ran nodded, "I originally planned to do the same, but I just thought that his martial arts and abilities are not inferior to Xuan Mei's. It's a pity to be a hidden guard."

"It should be a pity that it is Jiang Baixi who is right." The grandson Qimu smiled, and led Jingran to the kitchen, "But you can't have both, you can't lose to Xuanmei, and Jianghuaichuan can't lose One line, he is now Jiang Baixi's indispensable right-hand man. It is also because of Jianghuaichuan in literature and flowers and ink in martial arts that Jiang Baixi is now able to treat Marquis Changqing as nothing, and win over the government without any hindrance."

Jing Ran hissed, and said deeply: "Speaking of which, the old man Changqing Hou promised to protect the descendants of the Deqin Palace, so why doesn't he want to see me?"

Changsun Qimu suddenly stopped and asked, "Did he attack you?"

"He didn't have time to make a move on me, but he just gave me a big slap in the face, so I found fault first." Jing Ran snorted, "And if I didn't take advantage of the opportunity to come back to see you, how could it be so simple Let him go."

The eldest grandson Qimu smiled, and led Jingran to continue walking, "Jiang Baixi said that after losing Hou Yin, he had trouble sleeping and eating for several days, and the Ganqiu epidemic was so severe that the old man was panicked and sick. It took half a month, and now I have become a handful of dry wood."

"Wait, you actually got in touch with that stinky girl?"

"Naturally, she is my sister-in-law now." Changsun Qimu glanced at Jing Ran as it should, and commented subtly: "It's only your sister who has a big heart."

Jing Ran choked, feeling that she was really big-hearted and irrefutable, so she could only ask: "Then, did she reply to Wu Lili Chu's matter?"

"My dear daughter-in-law, we all use ordinary carrier pigeons, and we just received the news, how can it be so fast." The eldest grandson Qimu smiled.

"..." Jing Ran rubbed her forehead, thinking helplessly that she might not be a complete toiler. Obviously, it has only been about two days since the two comfortable days of ignoring things outside the window, and her mind is scrambling. Completely turned into a paste.

And at this moment, in Ganqiu Chang'an Palace thousands of miles away, Jiang Boxi, with long hair loose, was leaning against the head of the bed, holding the secret booklet in his hand to read it once, then bowed his head to hug the person next to him with bare shoulders. After tucking in the quilt, I have to get up.

"Are you going to wake up?" Mo Ge opened his eyes and closed them again, and stretched out his bare arms from the quilt to wrap around Jiang Boxi's waist.

"Well, I was tired last night, so you should sleep a little longer." Jiang Bai turned around with a smile, looked at the faint traces on Mo Ge's chest, and couldn't help but bow his head and kiss the man's face, leaning over She whispered in her ear: "I'm going out to play again, this time I'll take you with me, okay?"

"Where are you going?" Mo Ge opened his eyes.

"Wuli."

"Um--"

After a soft response, there was no movement. Jiang Baixi looked at the person's posture and voice like a newborn cat again and again, and suddenly stretched out his hand to tear off the clothes on his body, and threw the quilt into the bed again. , pulled the person under him and kissed him.

In the small kitchen on the other side, Linqin, who was sitting on a horse stool with high sleeves, had already lit a fire.Jing Ran looked at him at the door and couldn't help feeling that he really had two brushes. Although some people usually look romantic and unreliable, they are actually involved in it; while some people usually look very serious. They are actually liars.

Changsun Qimu couldn't help being taken aback when Jing Ran raised his eyes like this.

Jing Ran snorted, leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, "What are you thinking in broad daylight?"

"!" The man's tone was so seductive that the eldest grandson Qimu, who obviously hadn't thought about anything just now, subconsciously tightened his palms.

But Jing Ran suddenly let go of the hands they were holding together, strode into the kitchen and put the lotus bud aside, and said to Linqin nonchalantly: "It's fine now, I'll make firewood, you go Pick fish."

The eldest grandson Qimu was still standing at the door, following Jing Ran with his eyes, and seeing her heating up the fire in the stove, he couldn't help but think that this person undoubtedly had a good ability to light a fire.

And it was the kind that deliberately lit the fire and didn't care about it.

With Linqin who is like a small chef, Jing Ran and Changsun Qimu just worked together to make three different fish dishes, and their lunch table was full.

Linqin ate the purse fish that was given to him, and was very satisfied, and he talked more, and said, "Your Xianyifang's business has been very good recently, do you want to go to Wuli this time to open the store?" , by the way, arrange hidden piles."

"Huh?" Jing Ran paused with his chopsticks, "Why is the business of Xianyifang so good recently?"

Before Linqin could speak, he was suddenly stuck by a fishbone. He yelled and pulled out the thorn, glanced at Changsun Qimu, and then tentatively asked: "Don't you know?"

"Tell me." Although Jing Ran's sentence was back to Linqin, he turned his head and looked at his eldest grandson Qimu rightly.

Changsun Qimu's hidden fingers moved in his sleeves, but he didn't move with a sullen face.

Linqin struggled again and again, and finally said: "Speaking of which, it has nothing to do with you. The so-called wool comes from the sheep."

"What does it have to do with me? Who are you calling a sheep?"

"...Listen to me slowly." Linqin was interrupted, glared at Jing Ran, and then continued: "You know that the three sisters in the world have attracted the attention of the world since they were born, and Wuli's ancestors are special. Therefore, no matter whether it is judging people or power, Jin Yang has always been the favorite of those aristocratic sons and daughters since he was a child."

Jing Ran just laughed when he heard this, let alone, although the three sisters in the world are equally outstanding in appearance and ability, their temperaments are quite different.The person next to him is usually cold and cold, with his eyes above his head, and Jiang Boxi has a flamboyant personality, eccentric and uninhibited. Indeed, only Jin Yang is left as gentle and polite, as elegant as ever, and he should be the person most people dream of.

Linqin deliberately turned her face away from her eldest grandson Qimu, and continued: "Although Wuli is currently making Jin Yang the crown prince according to the ancestral system, she has raised three thousand followers since she was a child, and there are many talented people under her. So in terms of skill, in terms of Talent, even if he is not the heir of the emperor, sooner or later the crown prince will belong to Jin Yang."

"Don't go astray, what does this have to do with the disciples?" Jing Ran reminded Linqin aloud.

"Of course I didn't go astray, it's the men who shaved their hair first!" Linqin tapped the bowl with chopsticks and said excitedly: "Here comes the important point! Her men are no different from the three thousand beauties in the harem on weekdays. What an unusual idea. After Jin Yang was made the crown prince this time, they fought for favor even more ingeniously. These days, from a private meeting to discuss poetry and sword competitions, it almost turned into a gang fight in the end. Big, and finally alarmed Jin Yang to come forward."

Jing Ran gave a "tsk", thinking that since ancient times, it is not unreasonable for a beauty to cause trouble, let alone a man like Jin Yang, who looks down on men all over the world.

"Guess how Jin Yang dealt with it?" Linqin suddenly put on a show and winked at Jing Ran.

she guess?If she dared to guess right, she might have no good fruit to eat. Jing Ran glanced at the man next to him who was still holding it, and grimaced at Linqin in the same way.

"..." If you say that if you offend one and the other is going around, then he is begging for death if you offend two at the same time. , I just made a painting with my sleeves in the mansion, and ordered someone to hang it at the gate of the Prince's Mansion, and I have finally been clean since then."

"What painting?" Jing Ran became curious after hearing this, and asked.

"Your portrait!" Linqin's eyes lit up, and she raised her voice unconsciously, "Not only did she hang up your portrait, but she also declared to the outside world that she had admired Prince Jing of Deqin Palace for many years, so she was dressed in white like snow. Imprinted in my mind. If no one can dress in white clothes more dusty than you, then there is no need to waste time on her!"

"... She hung up my portrait?" Jing Ran suddenly didn't know what to say, looked at the expressionless expression of the person beside him, reached out and took her hand into his.

Just as Changsun Qimu's expression softened a little, Linqin spoke again, "Those people somehow found out that your white clothes were all made to order in Xianyifang, so you spread it to ten, ten to hundreds, and the one from Xianyifang Overnight, people from all over the world flocked to buy white clothes, and now even children on the street know a word—white clothes are expensive."

"..." Such a white dress is expensive, her clothes are indeed expensive, but the most expensive thing is not the white, but the fabric!

Linqin became more and more excited as she talked, and finally started to dance, "Not only men competed to imitate you in wearing white clothes, but many women were curious about the appearance of Prince Jing of the Deqin Prince's Mansion who made Jin Yang so fond of him, so they also ran to Looking at your portrait at the gate of Jin Yang's mansion, it's unbelievable, and these women also..."

When Linqin said this, her voice suddenly stopped abruptly, and her waving hands froze in mid-air, motionless.

As soon as Jing Ran blinked, Changsun Qimu called out to the door in a cool voice:

"Luo Yi! Throw him out!"