and son

How could he refuse.

There is nothing that Pei Jing can't do that he has always wanted to do.

However, Pei Jing touched his chest, paused, and said, "Quiet you..."

Meng Chuji stared at the ceiling, thinking that he should know the truth this time, took a deep breath and closed his eyes, made up his mind and said, "Yes, that's what you think."

Pei Jing was silent for a moment, then laughed lowly: "No wonder Gillian tried so hard to find the secret recipe for breast enlargement for you, it's really a bit small."

"Whose boobs have you seen?"

Meng Chuji almost went mad with anger.

Can he be a man who rides a horse?

Doesn't it mean that he is talented and wise?Why is it that the facts are ready to come out, and he still can't turn the corner in front of his eyes. Is he stupid?

"No, I just read that all women have big breasts and wide buttocks."

"..."

God stepping on a horse with big breasts and fat buttocks! !

Pei Jing took off Meng Chuji's clothes in the dark, her fingers were very dexterous, Meng Chuji pushed and shoved, Pei Jing suddenly lowered her head and bit him on the chest, restraining him.

All Meng Chuji's words turned into a shallow muffled groan, and he stretched out his hand to grab his hair, and said anxiously:

"No, Qiu Yu."

Pei Jing clasped his hand instead, raised her face and pressed it against his ear, and warm breath blew into his cochlea: "Why not?"

Meng Chuji couldn't tell.

Pei Jing's smile grew stronger: "Duplicity."

As he spoke, he squeezed his fingers lightly and slowly to do evil on his chest, listening to his unbearable gasp, the sexy voice made people sink: "Be quiet, don't bear it."

Then, a pillow hit him hard in the face.

"roll!"

Instead of being annoyed, Pei Jing smiled, took the pillow away, kissed him and bit him, as if thunder from the sky stirred the fire on the ground.

Meng Chuji couldn't resist, and thought it might be better to just expose it like this. With a sudden heart, he hooked his neck and took the initiative to send himself up. In the dark room, he couldn't see each other, and his sense of touch and hearing were more sensitive. Emotions cannot escape each other's eyes and ears.

Pei Jing was joyful and joyful, and felt that this life had never been as complete as it is now.

Don't care if the sheets are messed up, don't care if the quilt falls to the ground, don't care if the windows are blown open by the wind, don't care if the gauze curtains are flying around.

Suddenly, "Om—"

Long bells came from afar.

Another sound, "Om--"

Pei Jing's movements stopped, and she raised her eyes to look out the window, vaguely predicting what was about to happen, her handsome face turned pale, and the blood all over her body froze in an instant.

Meng Chuji, who was almost taken off his trousers, also felt as if he had been slapped in the face, sluggish, panicked, and extremely uneasy.

Finally, the last bell rang, "Om—"

Pei Jing hurried out the door, didn't even put on any clothes, just took a robe casually.

Meng Chuji got out of bed after him, and called after him, "Qiu Yu."

Pei Jing didn't even look back, and disappeared into the night.

Three bells rang.

The Queen Mother passed away.

Meng Chuji stopped by the door and didn't want to look away. Ah Fu next door heard the movement and ran over: "Master, why are you up in the middle of the night?"

Meng Chuji's eyes were red, but he couldn't detect it in the dark, "Are you ready to salute?"

"Ready, you can go anytime."

"……it is good."

Meng Chuji's voice was tinged with tremors.

In the palace, the lights are bright.

There was a lot of mourning and weeping in the Palace of Mercy.

A-Jiao's eyes were red from crying, the Queen covered her face with a veil, Emperor Sui knelt in front of the bed, weeping, his face was bleak, and everyone else in the hall turned their eyes away, unable to bear to look directly at this scene.

Pei Jing pushed aside the imperial doctor and went forward. The queen mother on the couch was covered with a white cloth, her knees softened and knelt down, and he slowly reached out to lift the white cloth. Very happy to go.

"Grandmother."

Pei Jing called out.

The queen mother didn't answer, so he called out again: "Grandma Huang."

The queen supported Pei Jing's shoulder, choked up and said, "Jing'er, don't do this."

Pei Jing kowtowed down, tears soaring that she couldn't restrain herself.

There was not a single peaceful person in the hall, and everyone was weeping bitterly.

The empress dowager's funeral is grand and grand. The whole country mourns, sings praises and tells the Taimiao, the royal family and relatives keep the mourning for three days, and the folks stop marrying for one month. Sacrifices, music and cannon salutes are prohibited.

Everything was handled by Pei Jing himself. After crying, he became calmer and calmer, and things were done in an orderly manner. Besides, he had to comfort Emperor Sui and Gillian.

He is their pillar.

When offering condolences, people from Zhennan Prince's Mansion came. After Shangguan Ting finished offering incense, she deliberately searched around with her eyes and asked Pei Jing, "Why isn't my cousin here?"

Pei Jing suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to see Meng Chuji in the past two days, maybe he didn't know where he went in the confusion, so he said casually: "He is pregnant at Chuchu, so it is not appropriate to kneel down to guard the spirit, and it is not appropriate to be too sad. He raised his baby in peace in the mansion."

Shangguan Ting's expression was cracked, and she forced a smile: "That's really a congratulations to my cousin and sister-in-law."

When Pei Jing was upset, she didn't even bother to give her an extra look, and said, "Go back."

Shangguan Ting clenched the veil tightly, and Zhennan Wang was on the side Shangguan Ting hugged Pei Jing again, very shameless, came to take her away.

After leaving the mourning hall, King Zhennan reprimanded him: "You girl, don't keep posting. The more you do this, the more men will bother you. Father advises you to rest your mind and prepare to marry Rong Guogong." The eldest son."

"Father, don't you ever think about being the head of the country?"

Shangguan Ting's expression did not change, and she was not ashamed of herself at all.

King Zhennan suddenly became more angry: "Father wants to, but do you have that ability?"

Since she went to Zhou's house, there have been many gossips in Zhou's house, saying that she has betrayed the prince, and she is about to lose all face.

It's fine to post it upside down, the prince doesn't even look at her, she is still obsessed with it, she is really stupid.

Shangguan Ting's red lips curled up, evoking a sneer of unknown meaning: "Of course, I have already figured out a way."

Zhennan Wang didn't believe it at all, he snorted, turned his head and left.

She loves to dream, so let her continue to dream. He just went to the door of the bridal sedan chair in charge of Duke Rongguo's mansion and stuffed her in.

……

After Shangguan Ting left, Pei Jing thought of Meng Chuji and asked someone to look for him.

He didn't take care of Meng Chuji for the past two days, and it seemed that he didn't get any news about Meng Chuji. This made him worry that something happened to Meng Chuji.

However, the news soon came from the Prince's Mansion. It was the chief executive who entered the palace himself and said to him: "Your Highness, Madam, he has gone to Taiping Temple."

Pei Jing's heart skipped a beat: "What is he going to Taiping Temple for?"

The manager said truthfully: "I don't know, the empress has never explained."

Pei Jing had a bad intuition, and said solemnly: "Hurry up and take someone to Taiping Temple to bring your empress back, Manager, please go there yourself."

"Yes."

The manager immediately took the order to retreat.

Pei Jing turned to look at the memorial tablet of the Empress Dowager in the mourning hall, and prayed secretly: Grandma Huang, it must not be what I thought, right?