Rebirth is back for you

The sun was streaming down, the wind was light and the clouds were warm, and the small courtyard of Liuyun Temple seemed quiet and soft amidst the endless humming.

Luo Xi and Roy, who were sitting opposite each other in the side hall, raised their heads to look at each other from time to time, and finally put down the folders they were processing helplessly, stood up and walked out together.

The two figures, one black and one white, were still leaning against each other in the courtyard, but Ziyu Xiao had already passed into the hands of the eldest grandson Qimu, while Jing Ran leaned against the pillar under the eaves with his arms around his back, and lay his head lazily on the porch. On the shoulders of the eldest grandson Qimu.

Luo Xi stood at the end of the corridor and looked around, leaning against the pillar as well, and said with emotion: "I didn't see Xiao's voice, and this Xiao ran into the hands of our princess. You said, there are still people in this world Is there something Her Royal Highness doesn’t know?”

Roy glanced at Luo Xi, and said meaningfully: "Of course there are, but..."

"Huh?" Luo Xi glanced back at Roy, seeing that she really looked like she was going to give up, so she turned her head and hummed: "Didn't you find that Jing Shizi's white clothes match the princess's black clothes right now?"

Roy was taken aback for a moment, then turned back, looked carefully for a while before thinking thoughtfully: "So, is it because Princess Jin usually likes to wear black because..."

"Do you dare to guess?" Luo Xi leisurely raised an eyebrow at Roy.

Roy stopped abruptly, looked at the beautiful figure of the two leaning on each other in front of him, and sighed: "There is nothing to be afraid of. You and I know best that although the princess has been as indifferent as water these years, everything is out of sight. It's just because the things I really care about are not around. Now that I have finally got my wish, and I have Jing Shizi, I will naturally become tougher than anyone else in this world, so how can I really fear Princess Jin again."

After a pause, Roy quietly looked at Jing Ran and grandson Qimu and said, "Didn't you find that the princess has been very different from the past in many ways?"

Now Luo Xi nodded in silence for a moment, and sighed a little: "But now... I am afraid that such a stable life will be broken in a few days."

"The muddy water, which is already turbid, needs to be disturbed more thoroughly before it can finally flow back and settle down." Roy's eyebrows also drooped, "The princess has prepared as many years as she has been praying for." Years, so the determination will not be tolerated, and there will be no mistakes."

After Roy finished speaking, Jing Ran raised his eyebrows on his eldest grandson Qimu's shoulder and smiled lightly: "Did you hear that, you two maidservants admire you very much."

"They are my people, so they should trust me, and you should too." The eldest grandson Qimu casually touched the flower tassels on the Ziyu Xiao, and asked Jing Ran, "Young Master, how have I learned?"

Jing Ran choked for a moment, and rubbed her cheek with a smile, "Of course it's better than Huichunlou, Xianlefang, and all the songs I've ever heard."

"Then Mr. Jing, will you still go outside to listen to the music?" Changsun Qimu let Jing Ran rub his cheeks lightly, and asked again on purpose.

"I listen to the ninth princess." Jing Ran likes her appearance so much that she seems to be jealous everywhere, but in fact she is just acting like a spoiled child.She twisted her arms around the person in her arms slightly, leaving behind the two people at the end of the corridor, and then changed the movement of rubbing their cheeks into a delicate kiss.

Luo Xi was about to lament that Jing Ran's reply seemed light, but it was actually a pun, but was stunned by the sudden movements of the two in front of him, and suddenly froze in place.

Fortunately, Roy beside him reached out his hand in time to cover Luo Xi's eyes, and also led her to turn half of her body around, and deliberately sighed at the peach blossom in front of him, "I think one day you will be kicked out by Prince Jing."

"..." The irrefutable Luo Xi could only give Roy a hard look, in return for Roy's soft laugh.

After a while, there was no sound from the quiet courtyard. As Jing Ran picked up his eldest grandson Qimu and entered the inner room, the sunlight outside was also quietly hidden in the clouds. Crackling torrential rain.

Looking at the sudden change in the sky, Luo Xi was startled, and muttered: "It's still only a light spring, why is the weather already like a hot summer, it will change as soon as it changes."

"I think the heavy rain is brewing for an upcoming mutation. After all, there are always one or two warnings before an outbreak." Roy shook his head and went to pull Luo Xi, "Let's go, it's time to prepare dinner .”

The two of them hid the splashing cool rain and turned into the small kitchen, but inside the bed curtain in the inner hall was a piece of warm jade heating up. As the thin spring shirt peeled off layer by layer, the lingering imprints from last night jumped into the eyes bit by bit. It made Jing Ran's already magnificent eyes even more sparkling.

Slightly cool fingertips stroked these marks one by one, and the warm touch burned Jing Ran almost instantly. She lowered her body and hugged the naked body of her eldest grandson Qimu into her arms, pulling Holding her arm around him, he restrained and forbearance said softly: "Mian'er, you can touch me too, okay?"

"Okay." The eldest grandson Qimu seemed to be bewitched, and according to his words, he stroked Jingran's warm jade soft skin inch by inch, and gradually retracted it after the back and forth delicate strokes that finally swam to his waist, just leaning against her lightly. The slender butterfly bones rubbed back and forth.

The person under him is like a piece of thin jade that has been soaked for thousands of years, hooking her slightly and fascinating her, Jing Ran is satisfied enough just being in such delicate comfort.She supported her body shallowly, not letting herself really press on this peerless gem that needed careful care, but let the two of them stick closely together, enough to fit and warm.

"Silly girl, what are you holding back..." Changsun Qimu looked into Jingran's warm brown eyes like light-colored glass, and gently touched her cheek, "It's okay..."

Still shaking her head slowly, Jing Ran lowered her head and kissed her eldest grandson Qimu's soft lips and tongue lightly back and forth, but repeatedly pulled her warm body deeper into her arms.

Such peerless love, what should be used in return.

In the gap between Fang Cun's back kisses, Changsun Qimu hugged Jing Ran's arms suddenly and vigorously, covering the eyes of the girl on her body when she was about to raise her eyes, and whispered in her ear: "Don't talk..."

As the slightly soft voice fell, the delicate and soft touch under her body was already rolling up and down like sea waves. Jing Ran was only slightly dazed for a moment, and then gently removed Changsun Qimu's mask that was covered in front of her eyes. The palm of her hand slowly rose and fell with her slight touch.

The babbling in the bed and the shallow panting gradually merged into one, but the little bit of perspiration was like the spring rain that washed everything. After the orderly frenzy, it brought three thousand creatures a completely different clarity and warmth.

At the same time, in the continuous heavy rain, thousands of miles of urgent reports drifted into the Qingyue Imperial Palace's imperial case like snowflakes. Prime Minister, Marquis Wenyuan and Marquis Wu'an entered the palace to discuss.

The four people who were originally dealing with government affairs in the palace meeting hall looked at each other and sighed after receiving the imperial decree. They had been crown princes for 20 years—it was the opposite.

The most urgent task of discussing the contents is to appoint the counter-rebellion person as soon as possible.The news of Changsun Qimu is one day faster than that of Emperor Yue, and the news of Emperor Yue is naturally much faster than that of the people, at least one day can be guaranteed.

Therefore, before the political turmoil and the people panic, there is still enough time to prepare everything.

The Qingyue kings of all dynasties were all heavily armed. Even though the current national power is weak, there are still many good generals under his command. Therefore, after the emperor of Yue rejected the recommendations of the four people who were recommended by the left and right ministers one by one, and almost all of them could be dispatched to attack, the four of them fought with each other. Looking at each other, a name that hadn't been mentioned came to mind at the same time - Pei Jinsong.

Although Pei Jinsong and Shuluan's marriage is not worrying about tomorrow, after all, it is too unreasonable to send Pei Jinsong to lead the army immediately after such an unusual marriage.

The left ministers hesitated and said nothing, Emperor Yue waved his hand after calmly sweeping the four of them, "Go on, I summoned you today to let you know the details, we will discuss the specific matters tomorrow morning."

"Yes!" The four of them looked at Emperor Yue's still slightly ashamed face, bowed and retreated.

After all, Marquis Wen Yuan, who was the best at contemplating the holy will, was the first to react. He paused slightly when he crossed the Si Gate, and pondered aloud: "We can send someone to rehabilitate—perhaps not only Pei Jinsong is left."

Prime Minister Zuo thought so deeply, and obviously thought about it for a long time, but he shook his head after thinking for a while and said, "Pei Jinsong is no problem as a general, but—" He looked at a few people in secret, "We still need someone to be in command!"

Marquis Wu An finally came to his senses, and said in surprise: "You mean, the Ninth Princess will lead the Northern Expedition in person?"

"The Ninth Princess must be in command!" Marquis Wen Yuan took a deep breath, and said leisurely: "This battle is clearly for the prince to rebel, but secretly it is the emperor's coercion, so the emperor must have a plan. And the emperor's plan is nothing but for the country and the country , and Jiangshan Sheji is now in the hands of the Nine Princesses, so..."

"Therefore, there are three reasons why the Ninth Princess is in command as the emperor's favorite heir." The right minister interrupted Wen Yuanhou, "First, although the three sisters in the world are declared to the outside world, and the Ninth Princess is the daughter-in-law, she has never been revealed before. If you have been involved in government affairs, if you can quell the rebellion in one fell swoop, you will be able to gain prestige. Second, the prince now holds 40 military power in his hands, and the nine princesses will take advantage of the situation to seize military power. Third..."

The right minister paused when he said this, his complexion was a bit complicated and strange, Wen Yuanhou and Wu Anhou were curious for a moment, and they couldn't get up or down.

Zuo Xiang glanced at him faintly, then took the conversation, "What's so hard to say, although the man has gone to Ganqiu now, judging from the stubborn attitude of Princess Jiu towards him, one day he will bring him back and say No."

"Are you saying—" Marquis Wen Yuan hissed, subconsciously lowering his voice, "Are you talking about the one that the Crown Prince repeatedly tried to get rid of? So the Ninth Princess is going to get it back in person this time?"

The left and right ministers didn't say a word this time, and walked forward at the same time, Marquis Wu An opened his eyes and exclaimed: "If this is true, our Ninth Princess is infatuated enough."

"The Son of Heaven is infatuated, so it may not be a good thing." Marquis Wen Yuan fixed his expression, and after glancing at Marquis Wu An, he also stepped up to catch up with the left and right ministers, leaving Marquis Wu An hesitating on the spot.

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