Lingbo Luanqing Song

In the middle of the night, Jin Se was preparing to serve Zhao Ling to bed with the maids of Prince Mu's Mansion, but Zhao Mingge pushed the door open when he didn't want to.

Jin Se looked back and forth between the faces of the two, finally curled her lips, and led the servants out of the room very interestingly, but when passing by Zhao Mingge, she whispered, cautiously, and slightly worried Said a sentence: "Princess, my master is on the body... you still... be gentle..."

Zhao Ling looked at Zhao Mingge who ran into his room without sleep in the middle of the night and stood there rolling his eyes vigorously. He was a little confused, so he said, "Is Master Shao okay? Oh no, you... are you okay, are your eyes uncomfortable? ?”

Zhao Mingge rolled his eyes and came over and sat down on the edge of the bed, then moved to Zhao Ling's side.

"It's a long cold night, I'm afraid of the cold, I want to come over and sleep with Ling'er, it's warmer." He said without thinking about Zhao Ling, took off his shoes and socks, and hid himself under the quilt.

"Master Shao... this..."

"What county is Shao! What is the master of the county!"

Zhao Mingge got up and pushed Zhao Ling down on the bed, and said condescendingly, "Call me Ming Ge from now on, don't call me Princess!"

"okay..."

Seeing the people below him so obedient and speaking so softly, Zhao Mingge can hardly imagine that this is the Zhao Ling who once exuded the aura of a king in Langzhou City and was able to fight against 30 troops with [-] soldiers. .

Looking at the lips close at hand, feeling the body temperature coming from under his body, and smelling the familiar faint fragrance of flowers, Zhao Mingge couldn't help himself, and there was a trace of longing in his eyes looking at Zhao Ling.

Zhao Ling couldn't help but start to dodge her burning gaze, Zhao Mingge's heart sank, he sighed softly, turned his body to the side, and put a hand around Zhao Ling's waist.

"I just want to hug you and sleep, Ling'er..."

In the quiet night, only the shallow breathing of the two can be heard.

I don't know how many hours later, suddenly the mansion was full of torches and people's voices, and there was a faint sound of fighting outside the door. The two woke up, the door was suddenly opened, and the cold wind swept into the house.

Zhao Mingge found half of Zhao Ling's body in front of him in a daze, and her left hand was tightly held by her.

"What happened?" Seeing that it was Jin Se, the tense body of the person in front of him relaxed slightly.

Jin Se's expression was as usual, "My lord, there were two groups of bandit soldiers who broke into the palace at night. They were found in front of the queen's bedroom, and they fled in the courtyard of Princess Shao."

Zhao Mingge, who was sleeping inside, poked his head out from behind Zhao Ling, sleepy, "Can you catch it?"

Jin Se raised her eyes, "The thief was captured on the spot, but then he bit his tongue and killed himself."

"You just said about the bedroom of the concubine mother..." Zhao Mingge seemed to have just come back to it and lost all sleepiness. "How is she?! Take me to see it!"

Zhao Ling frowned, holding Zhao Mingge's hand hard, the man who was about to get up lost his balance and fell into Zhao Ling's arms.

Jin Se hurriedly replied: "Concubine Mu is fine and she has already explained, and she has already rested in the cold dew, please don't worry, princess." She bowed her hands and bowed, "The subordinates will always be guarding outside the door, both of you The princess can rest assured," and then turned around and left.

"Where did the thieves dare to break into Prince Mu's mansion at night and want to attack the concubine?" Zhao Mingge took advantage of the situation and wrapped Zhao Ling's waist in his arms.

Zhao Ling patted Zhao Mingge on the back: "I have everything..."

The charcoal fire in the room rang twice, and the cold night was still long. Zhao Ling felt the arms around his waist tightened.

The days passed day by day like this, Zhao Mingge seemed to have returned to his childhood appearance, doing all kinds of fun things all day long, such as riding horses, archery, throwing pots, cuju, even lifting up the skirts of girls on the street or beating some hooligans Zhao Ling always stayed quietly and watched her laughing and messing around, and let the reluctant Jin Se clean up the mess left by the demon king.

Time is always passing by inadvertently, as if waking up, the gate of spring has been quietly pecked open by swallows.

This day, the breeze was warm and the sun was shining, and it was a splendid spring. Zhao Ling led Jin Se to walk aimlessly in Mu Wang's mansion.

"The people who have been secretly trying to do something to Ming Ge's mother and daughter in the past few months, have you found out the details?"

"The people who come here are quick, well-trained and extremely vigilant. The subordinates have been followed several times but have been eliminated. However, based on their behavior, the subordinates boldly deduce that they are members of the army."

Jin Se looked at Zhao Ling and frowned slightly, and said: "These people have followed the princess secretly five times and three times, and visited the princess' bedroom at night to kidnap the two, but they are too careful to make people unpredictable, and they seem to be No intention of hurting anyone..."

"..."

The spring waves swayed slightly and entered Zhao Ling's eyes. When he looked up inadvertently, he saw that the Nanyuan Lihua Terrace was already pink and white. Zhao Ling suddenly became interested and asked Jin Se to pick up the hidden crack in Zhao Mingge's house. .

A song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" dances with the breeze. On the pink and white pear blossom platform, it stirs up the fragrance of flowers and enters the nostrils, like living in a flat boat, flowing with water.

Suddenly, a beam of cold light came with the wind, like light stones entering the pool, shattering a round of clear light.Ripples came one after another, stirring up a rain of flowers, and people in the future will be trapped behind layers of smoke.

Zhao Ling raised the tune, and the gentleness of Shui Guo Wu Hen finally crossed one after another, as if washing away the complicated emotions, scratching his fingers, and blowing away the past from every thought.

The smoke from the cold light talisman wetted the corners of the swaying skirt, and accompanied by the sweet song that lingered in my ears, countless sparkles swirled.The sword sharply cut through the lingering dream like a dream, and hit the sound of the clouds, rolling up the youthful flowers and dancing, and the sleeves were full of fragrance.

This song seems to have long been out of my control.

Zhao Ling frowned, trying to find a way out amidst all these twists and turns, but Chuan Shenfeng Qian was always oppressed by the sword energy.The flowing water bypasses the high mountains, jumps up in confusion, and finally has a high-pitched sound, like a waterfall falling three thousand times, hitting the rocks, bursting out thousands of sprays, rushing into the vast and turbulent water, rolling eastward .

The flat boat enters the sea, the wind and waves rise one after another, the floating dust blinds the eyes, and the sword is lightly cut.Looking back, pointing to the waning, half of the song ends, half of the people leave.

The lips parted slightly, but Zhao Ling's eyes were fixed on the part of the skirt covered with flowers. An elegant pear blossom fell on the edge of the sword. It seems to have caught a leading edge.

The thin air was sent lightly, and the pear blossom on the edge of the sword swayed with the wind, and it happened to land on Zhao Ling's neck.Zhao Ling subconsciously wanted to brush it away, but was stopped by Zhao Mingge who came forward and stopped by his ear every inch of the distance.

"Ling'er, does my sword dance look good?"

The scorching breath sprayed on the neck, arousing redness and slight itching on the face.The red lips tapped lightly, and the petals around the neck were already in the mouth. They seemed to have passed across the slender neck, swept across the beautiful chin, and finally stopped on Zhao Ling's lips.

Zhao Mingge put his arms around Zhao Ling's slender waist, and slammed them around his body. While she was in a daze, he stood on tiptoe, slipped his tongue lightly into her mouth, and passed the flower petals.

Sweet in the mouth, like honey in the throat, Zhao Ling greedily sucked it, and finally took Zhao Mingge's breath against the guest.The petals disturbed the lips and tongues of the two, and the overflowing fragrance scalded the throat and burned the stomach, and went straight to the heart.

Zhao Mingge finally felt something, bit down on the corner of Zhao Ling's mouth fiercely, and then pushed her away abruptly, the coldness between his brows and eyes swept over,

"You really...remember everything..."