The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

Song Wei has a natural problem: she likes to blush when she goes to bed.

In the first life, I hadn't seen much of the world, so I blushed at every turn.Later, his skin became thicker and his nerves became rougher, his acting skills got better and better, and the number of times he blushed in front of others was as rare as a feather.But in bed, it's another story.His skin has always been fair and thin, especially in this life of Hu Xia hybrid.A little emotional, blood rushes to the head, no matter how bold and unrestrained the expression is, the face is always flushed with shyness, and there is infinite charm between the smiles.

At this moment, Lord Dugu was sitting on the head of the bed with his long legs spread wide apart. His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince was lying on his lower body in the most bold and unrestrained posture, with one hand supporting his knee, Clinging to his arm with one hand, propping his head up, he licked and licked non-stop in the way of eating an ice cream cone that accidentally dropped on the floor.

However, the ice cream cone is like Shen Wanshan's cornucopia, it only increases but does not decrease.Tired of licking, Song Wei let go.Taking advantage of the situation, she rested her head on her lap, squinted her eyes and looked up: "I'm so stubborn, right? The young master won't serve you anymore!"

His words were vulgar and his attitude was rude, but his cheeks were as red as a cloud, and his ears, neck, and even his chest all showed an attractive crimson color.It's just that the color becomes lighter as it goes down, like a branch of crabapple flowers that are smudged layer by layer.

Dugu Min kept squinting his eyes halfway, and suppressed a few quick panting occasionally, and put his hand on Song Wei's waist, allowing him to move.At this moment, he opened his eyes, stroked his plump lips with his fingers, and kneaded them lightly a few times, with no expression on his face, he uttered four words: "I'm so impatient."

Just as Song Wei was about to refute, he was suddenly lifted by him through his armpit, supported his buttocks and legs, half bent his body and pressed against her face.

Before he could speak, his ice cream cone arrived in the other party's mouth, and after a few efforts, it melted into a puddle of milk soup.Dugu Mian spit out what was in her mouth into her palm, stretched out her hand to wipe Song Wei's back, and only then calmed down and added a sentence: "I said you have poor patience, and I'm still not convinced."

Song Wei's hands and feet were as soft as noodles, her upper body lay on Dugu's shoulders, enduring the patient's grinding from the outside to the inside, her waist and legs couldn't help trembling, her throat whimpered, and she couldn't tell the answer.

Song Wei looks like this, powerless and helpless, indulgent and dissolute, only in her arms.Dugu is fascinated by this, addicted to it, unable to control himself, and always can't help thinking of ways to push people to the limit.

Only at this time, he felt that the other party belonged to him from body to heart.

Song Wei couldn't bear his torment, her face was covered with tears, and she couldn't breathe: "You don't need to prove to me...you are very patient. I'm convinced, convinced...isn't that okay? Dugu Xi... woo ...Asshole! Asshole! Woohoo..."

Dugu held back his hand, supported his waist and lowered it down slowly.Then start kissing him on the face: "Well, I'm an asshole."

The waist is thin and straight, soft and supple, enough for one arm to wrap around it.When it is pressed down, it looks like a bamboo branch of ice and snow, which is about to be broken but not broken.Looking at the tearful face again, it is like a begonia in the morning dew, charming and seductive, full of brilliance.

Dugu Mian completely pushed Song Wei down on the bed, his movements were slow and powerful.At first, she wanted to take him to the peak of happiness step by step, but it didn't take long before she became bewitched by him, absorbed by him, corrupted by him, strangled by him... nothing left.

The next day, when Dugu was leaving, he woke Song Wei up: "Xiaoyin, get up and eat something, and go back to sleep later."

Song Wei nodded in a daze: "Oh..."

Dugu Mian fed him a few sips of water, and said: "It's very hot in the daytime, don't run outside. Your Majesty, please go there after the sun goes down."

"Oh……"

"I told His Majesty what I discussed with you last time. Your Majesty said that you need to think carefully about it."

Song Wei tried hard to open her eyes: "What... need my father to think carefully?"

After Dugu stopped talking, he just stared at him.

Song Wei shuddered and remembered.Dugu Mian had a long-term plan, asking the emperor to agree to King Xiu's long-term residence in the fiefdom, and to add a sum to the posthumous edict to send Marquis Xian to the northwest frontier.

The matter is of great importance, and it is normal for the emperor to consider it carefully.

Seeing that he was indeed awake, Dugu said in a low voice: "Xiao Yin, His Majesty will definitely ask you what you mean. He always likes you to be honest, so you don't have to worry about me. Whatever you think in your heart, just tell the truth. It's just..." Deep After taking a look at Song Wei, he continued, "You understand that your Majesty has His Majesty's position, and it may not be all what you and I wish. There are many things that cannot be done overnight. You...be patient."

Song Wei yawned and nodded: "When did you lose patience with me and my father?"

Recalling what the bastard did last night, he grabbed a pillow and pulled it over: "I just have no patience, what's the matter? Get lost!"

Dugu Mian caught the pillow, put it back on the bed, hugged him tightly and kissed: "Good boy." She left.

Song Wei thought that the emperor would soon ask her what Dugu Mian said, but after several days passed, she didn't see any mention of it.In front of the emperor, his consistent principle is that one thing more is worse than one thing less, and one thing less is worse than nothing.If the emperor didn't mention it, he would treat it as nothing.

The weather is hot, and there is much less outdoor entertainment. It is nothing more than going to the Xianhou Mansion in the morning and evening, and strolling in the market.There are two things worth mentioning.

The first one is that Dugu Lai is quite depressed because her sister is unwell, and she complains to Song Wei once when she sees her.If Miss Dugu is seriously ill, it's not true, it's just a bit of a bitter summer, bored and tired, too lazy to take care of others.

"My sister insisted that she was not sick, she refused to let the doctor see her, she refused to take medicine, and she didn't allow me to tell my father. But she was listless every day, and she often couldn't hear a sentence three times. She never did this before. ..."

Song Wei stroked his chin and thought to himself, silly boy, there is another disease in this world called lovesickness.But maybe it's because the weather is too hot, the girl's body is delicate, and she suffers from menstrual symptoms.So generally comfort the child a few words.

Dugu Lai also figured it out now, the relationship between brother Xiao Yin and his father is extraordinary.Of course, it is still not very clear what kind of unusual law it is.While complaining, he glanced expectantly at Song Wei's face, probably hoping that brother Xiao Yin would persuade his father to care more about his sister.Song Wei just pretended not to see.

Just kidding, who is Miss Dugu?Before the age of ten, she can fight against her mother-in-law and protect her younger brother in the courtyard of a deep house; at the age of [-], she dares to fight against her father, devises strategies, and favors boys; as soon as she is fifteen, she can disguise herself as a man to take the imperial examination, win a Jinshi, and be a real heroine , The heroine of the female middle school.The favor has been paid off, Song Wei dare not meddle in her business anymore.

The second thing is that Song Manji wanted to leave the capital and return to the western capital.

At the beginning, Song Manji and Mai Asa were coerced by Yihou Wei Guan, but they did not leave after reuniting with Song Wei. Business is one aspect, and taking care of their son is another aspect.In a blink of an eye, it has been half a year since Song Wei officially recognized his ancestor and returned to his clan. Song Manji watched coldly, feeling that he could rest assured, and proposed to go back when they met again.

Song Wei was a little surprised, and asked, "Is your mother unhappy staying here?"

Song Manji smiled and shook her head: "It's your Uncle Mai's legs that can't bear it. The capital is close to the East China Sea, which is far more humid than the west. Last autumn and winter, his legs often hurt. Seeing that the weather is going to turn cold again, mother thought, what about you here?" It's nothing, so why not go back with him. He's been devoted to us all these years. The emperor rewarded us a lot, but that's not what he intended at first. I thought, let him live a comfortable life for a few years That's right..."

Song Wei felt ashamed.Mai Asa chased Song Manji for nearly 20 years, and was frightened for half a year because her stepson was forced to go to the capital.Although I have no opinion on this stepfather, I can't really care about him. Speaking of which, I can't help him.

Then Song Manji said again: "You are no different than before. You must remember your identity when you speak and act. Of course, mother wants to watch you here, but it may not hold you back after a long time. You know how to be careful, mother." I'm very happy. I'm afraid that there will be those boring little people who will stir up trouble. There will also be those who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth and think they can take advantage of it for nothing. Right now, it's Qi Ye and your Uncle Mai who are in charge. Mother has returned to Xidu, so we can rest easy."

Song Wei felt even more ashamed.From the very beginning, he had no intention of making the prince and prince grow up, and he only made some improvised ideas.But in the view of people around me, it is obviously not the case.At this moment when Song Manji reminded her, Song Wei realized that if it wasn’t for Mu Qiye and Boss Mai sitting in the town, Xidu came to recognize relatives and friends with the sixth prince, the queue would probably go all the way from Prince Xiu’s Mansion to Suzaku Gate...

Song Manji wanted to go back, and Mai Asa's body was only the superficial reason.The deep reason behind it is the fear that the relationship with oneself will be used by someone with a heart.Song Wei felt that she was really unfilial.Thinking about it, the current emperor is in good health, the Marquis Xian is in a stable position, and there are no hidden dangers in all aspects of the capital. Song Manji and his wife live here, so everything is safe.Once something unexpected breaks the balance, even if you are a prince and prince, it may not be easy to protect yourself, how can you take care of it?The western capital is the base camp of Maasa, so in comparison, it is much more secure.

Song Wei rested her cheeks on her cheeks and pondered for a while, before finally nodding her head: "Mother wants to go back, then follow Mother. Mother will prepare first, I will ask the emperor for an order, and then I will discuss it with Dugu, and send a suitable person to see you and Uncle Mai off." .”

Naturally, the emperor had no objections.After more than ten days, Song Manji handed over the business and made preparations. The couple reluctantly left and set off for the western capital.Those in charge of the escort are the Dragon Cavalry Captain Xue Yan of the Tingwei Army, and several capable bodyguards of Prince Xiu's residence.It turned out that Xue Jing had already decided to take leave in autumn and return to his hometown to get married, so he happened to be on the way with Boss Mai.Xue San took over the mission of the sixth prince, and felt that he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and always respected Song Manji as the empress dowager.Song Manji knew that he had ulterior motives for Song Wei, but she also knew that she had taken the blame for Marquis Xian in the first place. Although she was indifferent all the way, she didn't deliberately put on face.

After her mother left, Song Wei felt melancholy for several days.Thinking in the long run, it is better to go than not to go, so I am relieved.Besides, it is very convenient to go to Xiguan in Liangzhou for a long-term stay in the future, so there is nothing to be sad about.Thinking about it this way, I became more and more eager to apply for the fiefdom.

This summer is extremely hot, and in early autumn, I have to wear summer shirts.Song Wei has money and dares to spend it, and the ice basin and cold dishes in Prince Xiu's mansion have never stopped.It's just that I dare not send it to the palace. The old people have weak spleen and stomach and can't eat cold.So I found a few rare cold cake recipes and asked the chef to make them for my father to try.After all, pleasing the emperor is the top priority at the moment.

One evening, Song Wei sat and chatted with the emperor in the imperial garden.This is a pavilion by the water, the emperor leans on a soft chair to drink tea, Song Wei sits on the railing near the water and feeds the fish.

He had one leg hanging down, swaying occasionally, the other leg was bent, and his arm rested on the bent knee.There is a jar of fish food in his arms, and he takes out some and sprinkles it on the surface of the water from time to time.Seeing the fish swarming up to snatch the food, he giggled for a while, and turned around to say something to the emperor: "Father, this one is very big! Hey, you are so stupid, you can't even snatch the small one..."

The emperor usually "really", "um", "oh" perfunctory, and drink his tea slowly.

Tired of feeding the fish, Song Wei put the fish food jar on the other side of the railing, patted the railing post and started singing.

The emperor looked at the profile of his youngest son.The breeze blew by, blowing the ends of his hair and sleeves, fluttering with the high and low singing.I thought: he could be a white cloud floating in the sky, or a koi waiting to be fed in the imperial pond.It can also be...

"Xiaoyin."

Song Wei turned around: "Huh?"

"Ms. Dugu said that you want to go to fiefdom, and he still wants to guard the northwest with you."

Song Wei jumped off the railing.I thought to myself, my dad, you've been so deep for so long, you've finally opened your mouth.

Qiqi Ai said: "I have such an idea. I think my father is in good health, and I am not used to living in the capital...Of course, I don't want to go now, I will wait for a while. Besides, I can come back to visit my father from time to time...Isn't that , Do you want to listen to what Dad wants?"

The emperor was silent for a moment, and asked, "Is this his idea, or yours?"

"Yes, um, it was our idea."

The emperor smiled.Song Wei felt that there was a lot of content in that smile, and she didn't dare to delve into it, so she lowered her head and waited for the answer.

"This idea sounds good, but Xiao Yin, have you ever thought about..." The emperor stopped.

Song Wei raised her head.

"Have you ever thought about what will happen if one day Dugu Mian treats you badly?"

Song Wei wanted to say, he wouldn't.However, the emperor certainly did not believe it.

Wanting to say that he dared to treat Lao Tzu badly, Lao Tzu castrated him as a bastard.Of course the emperor would not believe it.

Assuming that one day really comes true, that day really... It's nothing more than slapping your ass and leaving, or taking out the trick of cheating death and hiding your name for a field drill, so that the golden cicada can escape its shell and go away with a new look.Thinking about it this way, his chest felt so tight that he didn't even dare to look at the emperor, and bowed his head in silence.

"Xiaoyin, Daddy can't stay with you all the time. Daddy can't stop you if you insist on being nice to him. But Daddy really doesn't like the idea you guys are thinking. If you really want to go to fiefdom, then it will be Go again. Dad will choose a suitable marriage for you, and then tell a few reliable courtiers, so that someone in the capital will support you. This is the safest way. No matter what happens to him in the future, you will always be my sixth prince, yes King Hugh of Xianxi..."

Seeing his son's dull face, the emperor sighed, and said again: "You don't have to worry. The Marquis Xian agreed to this matter early in the morning. You will marry and have children, and the Marquis Xian already agreed to me when he sent you back. .”