One after another, Mo Mei’s cheeks were stuffed and bulging. The Dingwang Palace was much better than the Marquis Palace. Not only were there fruits to eat, but they were also the freshest.
The food is delicious too!
The most important thing is that Yang Dandan is really different from the rumors. Not to mention bullying the young lady, he doesn't even speak loudly.
Mo Mei decided to recognize this uncle.
"Delicious!" Mo Mei shook her head.
Inside, Yang Shu also felt it was delicious, and almost uncontrollably put his hand into Lu Yun's clothes.
Lu Yun's body stiffened slightly, then softened, and the ends of his eyes were slightly blurred.
Yang Shu tightened her grip on Lu Yun's waist, suppressing her desire. Time passed so slowly.
"My lady is becoming more and more attractive." Yang Shu kissed Lu Yun's earlobe.
Lu Yun leaned against Yang Shu and calmed his breathing.
"Going to Fuxiangyuan tonight?"
Yang Shu raised her eyebrows, put her lips against Lu Yun's, and sucked them in.
"Yun'er, don't be too arrogant."
Lu Yun's lips were already swollen from being kissed by Yang Shu, and she couldn't laugh or cry when she heard this. Is this her arrogance?
This man obviously endured extremely hard work. In the past few days, whenever he got close to her body, he kissed her so fiercely and fiercely that he wanted to eat her.
Especially in the morning...
Not letting him vent his anger, Lu Yun was really afraid that Yang Shu would hold it back.
It was a sure thing that Liu Yuncheng would become his roommate. If he couldn't live in the room, he couldn't occupy Yang Shu and make him endure it for two years.
Caressing Yang Shu's eyebrows, Lu Yun said softly, "Liu Yun also needs someone to accompany her. Go and see her."
"The second prince has realized the importance of Liu Yun. My husband should decide on his fate as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary twists and turns."
"Let me tell you what's good about you." Yang Shu scratched Lu Yun's nose. As his wife, she could see clearly. Although she had him in her heart, she would not fall into petty love.
When looking at problems, always think long-term.
For Lu Yun, the most important thing is to accumulate energy and escape from Jian'an. Liu Yun can help him and needs to be treated with care.
Glancing at the Four Books, Five Classics and Strategies on the bookshelf, Yang tightened her arms around Lu Yun. She was focused on planning for him.
Lu Yun knew that his ambition was to conquer the world, which meant that it was difficult for him to rest. He was here today and might be somewhere else tomorrow. The internal affairs of the base camp needed to be handled by someone.
But people's hearts are so far apart that it's impossible to completely distinguish between good and bad. If she knows more, she can help him be more prepared.
"If you have a wife like this, you will have no regrets in this life." Yang Shu touched Lu Yun's hair, her voice hoarse.
Lu Yun hugged Yang Shu's waist. He could only see how good she was, but he couldn't see how good he was.
Lu Yun had never believed in life-or-death promises before, and only thought that love in the world was just temporary lust. Until she married Yang Shu, she believed it.
She hoped that she could help him, that she could stand by his side and bear the burden with him, live and die together, and live and die together.
Mo Mei held her face in her hands, this time it was extra long...
Just when Mo Mei wanted to squeeze through the door to see what was going on, the door opened.
After flicking Mo Mei's forehead, Yang Shu waved his fan and left.
"Miss, he bullied me again!" Mo Mei complained to Lu Yun, covering her head, her chubby face bulging unhappily.
Lu Yun chuckled, "I'll talk about him next time."
Mo Mei nodded as if she was mashed. When she thought of something, she ran out, "Miss, I left a bunch for you. It's very sweet."
Mo Mei held the grapes to Lu Yun, her eyes were pure and innocent.
Lu Yun pulled one off and put it in his mouth, nodded to Mo Mei, and seeing her happy, Lu Yun also laughed.
No matter it's Wuwei Hou's Mansion or Ding Wang's Mansion, if there is delicious food, Mo Mei will always hide it for her.
One time Lu Zhen'er ran out of food, and it was Mo Mei who went to steal pastries from Lu Zixuan to prevent her from starving to death.
Later, Mo Mei was discovered. In the middle of winter, she was thrown into the pool by Lu Zixuan. She had a high fever for three days and almost couldn't survive it.
How could Lu Yun not protect such a person whose heart and eyes were full of hers.
"Your Majesty, a new pastry shop has opened on East Street. I heard it tastes good."
"If you buy five copies, I don't need to tell you how to give them away."
"Understood, one share for Qixia Courtyard, one share for Fuxiang Courtyard and Haitang Courtyard, and two shares for Huanhe Courtyard."
Pai Gow smiled and said, "Your Majesty, that girl Mo Mei has obviously got more flesh on her face. You are not afraid that no one will want her in the future."
Yang Shu closed the folding fan and knocked Pai Gow on the head, "He only has flesh on his face and doesn't even weigh a hundred."
"It doesn't matter if he's fat, no one wants him, we'll keep him."
Pai Gow sighed, it was another day to go to Huanheyuan, the prince had never said that raising him was in vain.
In the Third Prince's Mansion, Guo Yi opened his bow and arrow and stared at the bull's-eye a hundred meters away. He let go.
"Your Highness, you are always on target." The steward flattered him.
Guo Yi threw the bow and arrow to him, "The bandits gathered in Xishan. I applied to my father to suppress the bandits, but my father did not agree. Instead, I chose Yang Shu."
The steward was stunned, "Yang Shu? I heard that he was detained at home by Marshal Yang. He invited a teacher and even taught him personally. But Yang Shu, your Highness also knows that if you want to help him, he will not be of this virtue." ."
"Why did the emperor ask him to suppress bandits?"
Guo Yi raised his eyelids and said, "Of course I want to give him credit. My father has high hopes for Yang Shu and has worked hard to cultivate him. Only then will Yang Shu die peacefully."
"But how can Yang Shu have the ability to suppress bandits?"
"He doesn't have it, King Ding's Mansion does."
After turning the arrow, Guo Yi stabbed it into the steward's abdomen.
"Your Highness?" The steward stared at Guo Yi in disbelief.
"I can't trust your words." Guo Yi put his hand in.
After passing the steward's body, Guo Yi walked forward and said it, and the depression in his heart was really relieved a lot.
In Fuxiang Courtyard, Liu Yun was pruning branches and vines. Seeing Yang Shu coming, her red lips parted slightly, "Rongchang Rice Shop has become particularly famous these days. Zheng Bin designed a rice bag with a very beautiful style, with embroidery from a top embroiderer." ."
"One bag is worth one gold, and it's very expensive. All the nobles are rushing to order it."
"Your Majesty is really awesome."
Yang Shu walked over and said, "The nobles of Jian'an all like to save face. As long as we promote it well and define this rice as the standard for the master's consumption, they will rush to pay for it."
"This is just the beginning."
Hugging Liu Yun, Yang Shu took the scissors in her hand, kissed her on the lips, touched Liu Yun's nose, and kissed her again.
Liu Yun took a step back. Did she take the wrong medicine?
Putting down the scissors, Yang Shu clasped Liu Yun's waist. He had nothing to do on weekdays and would not come to Fuxiang Courtyard. He was already burning in his heart. When he saw Liu Yun again, the fire would be even harder to subside.
"Yang Shu..."
Liu Yun finally managed to take a breath, but before she could say anything, Yang Shu had already picked her up.
After putting the person on the bed, Yang Shu pulled down the bed curtain.
Pursing Liu Yun's red lips, Yang Shu kept asking for it, their breaths intertwined, and the fire was burning at a moment's notice.
Liu Yun always pursues comfort when wearing clothes, and her clothes are very easy to wear.
Holding Liu Yun's waist, Yang Shu pulled her towards him.
Is there any genuine emotion in this? Liu Yun looked at Yang Shu, frowned, and tightened her grip on Yang Shu's back.
