"The Liu family has been in Zhongzhou for so many years, so they are not scared. Those aristocratic families have peeked at the wealth behind the Liu family, but they have not received the support of Emperor Song Ming."
"Now Emperor Song Ming has also chosen to marry Princess Jingxiu to Shangguan Xizhi, which is not a signal to those powerful people. Now everyone knows that Emperor Song Ming punished the Sun family, although it was just a small punishment but a big punishment. It was a signal that let everyone know the status of Shangguan Xizhi in the heart of Emperor Song Ming."
"But Grand Shopkeeper, isn't this incident caused by Princess Jingxiu? How come Shangguan Xizhi's position in Emperor Song Ming's heart should not be Princess Jingxiu?" A trace of confusion flashed in Cuiliu's eyes.
"This question is very simple. Then tell me, to whom will Princess Jingxiu marry?" Liu Qingge asked.
"The big shopkeeper said that he wants to facilitate the marriage between Princess Jingxiu and Shangguan Xizhi."
"Since we plan to marry Princess Jingxiu to Shangguan Xizhi, we naturally want to give Shangguan Xizhi face. I believe that Princess Jingxiu will be officially married to Shangguan Xizhi not long after this incident passes."
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As expected by Liu Qingge, Emperor Song Ming officially granted marriage to Song Jingxiu and Shangguan Xizhi within a few days. Liu Qingge's status was not suitable for attending, but after all, it was a happy event for the Shangguan family, so he went in the name of the Liu family. It's normal to be happy.
The Liu family is a businessman. Although the powerful people in Beijing are not afraid of offending, the Liu family is also afraid of attracting wind because of their big trees.
After everything was settled, Liu Qingge left Cuizhu and Yingge behind and went to the border of Central and North China. After walking for more than ten days, Liu Qingge felt that her whole body was about to fall apart. She followed the caravan throughout the entire trip. It wasn't fast, she was riding in a carriage the whole time.
Cui Liu saw Liu Qingge feeling uncomfortable and felt anxious, looking at Liu Qingge's appearance. She also knew that Liu Qingge was probably acclimatized.
After asking the doctor accompanying the team to prescribe some medicine, Cui Liu went to boil the medicine. After boiling the medicine, she immediately carefully brought it to Liu Qingge: "Big shopkeeper, be careful of scalding."
There was a bitter medicinal scent that entered the nose, and Liu Qingge's eyebrows almost kneaded into a ball: "I'm just a little acclimatized, so just be patient and I'll be fine. I won't drink this medicine."
Cuiliu said immediately: "No, I must drink this medicine! Boss, your face is almost as white as a piece of paper. If you don't take some medicine, I'm afraid I will have to carry the boss to see General Leng."
"Okay, okay, I'll drink it right now." Liu Qingge couldn't resist Cui Liu, so she held her nose and drank the medicine.
Cuiliu then handed over the candied fruit.
Liu Qingge took two of them and put them in his mouth, and then he felt that his whole body felt much better.
When she handed over the medicine bowl, it was Leng Wushuang who took it. Everyone retreated. At this moment, there were only Liu Qingge and Leng Wushuang.
"Ge'er." Leng Wushuang was wearing a thick fur coat that covered most of his body. The only thing that couldn't be covered was the look in his eyes.
The bowl had already broken to the ground at some point. Leng Wushuang got on the carriage and hugged Liu Qingge.
Through the thick clothes, she could feel Leng Wushuang's hands gradually entering the skirt of her clothes.
"Ge'er, I miss you so much." He put his arms around her, gently held her face with his hands, and kissed her lips deeply.
The two bodies collided together, and a strange but hot breath rose instantly.
Her graceful body pressed against his, and you could immediately feel his strong heartbeat.
"Yeah." Her voice was as lazy as a cat's.
The further his hand went down, the hotter his body became, like a rising flame, making people confused and confused for a moment.
As he attacked, she felt like a river that had been dry for many years, and the turbulent water flowed out in an instant.
He breathed heavily, pecked repeatedly, and moved further and further down the river.
"song."
"Yeah." Her voice was sweet and sweet, like a beautiful song.
Over and over again, she held his neck, and the smell of her body was like a poppy, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.
"Ge'er, so beautiful." He gently pressed against her ear, his voice was lazy and sultry.
"Wushuang." She looked into his eyes, which were covered with a thin layer of love mist.
His kiss was as thin as dense rain, yet long and evocative.
The slender fingers brushed through her broken hair, and the force used was so gentle that it made people sink.
She didn't dare to make any sound, so she could only bite his shoulder firmly.
This sudden pain was like a strong dose of medicine, which immediately made him move faster.
He took her step by step into the clouds, and with their fingers clasped tightly, she whispered softly behind his shoulder.
"Well." Her voice was soft, as if she had cried.
It wasn't until he used up the last bit of strength that he contained all the evil, and his movements were too gentle to look like.
"Why are you here?" Her voice was timid, making people want to pity her involuntarily.
He held her hand and looked aggrieved: "What do you mean, it's not because you are here?"
"Then it's not because you're here that I have to go. How about it, am I good? I didn't break my promise!" Her eyes seemed to be a bit proud, as if she was clearly asking for praise.
"Yes, my Ge'er didn't break his promise, you are good." He subconsciously reached out and scratched her little nose.
She pretended to be angry: "Why do you always like to scratch my nose!"
"That's not because my Ge'er is so cute. Every time I see Ge'er, I can't help but want to take care of her." He said it seriously, as if he didn't mean anything else.
She gave him a light blow and scolded him, "You stinking scoundrel."
He asked about himself, smelled it repeatedly for a long time, then put his arm close to her nose, and said innocently: "Does it smell bad? Why does it smell so good to me?"
Liu Qingge said with a straight face: "Then you will admit that you are a gangster?"
He spoke in a low voice and his face turned horribly red, as if he had drank a pot of strong wine: "That's not because my songs are too charming, and I just want to play rogue to you."
"Bad guy!" she whispered.
He kissed her: "I just want to be bad to you."
She smiled and kissed him several times: "Does that mean I can also play tricks on you?"
He took a breath of air, a flash of spring flashed in his eyes, and the hands around his slim waist tightened again and again.
"You are playing with fire." His voice was full of warning, as if to warn her not to take another step.
Liu Qingge's hand gently passed over and blew on him.
The air is full of his scent.
His eyes were instantly fierce and scary, and the strength in his hands was also scary. He lifted her up in just one move, making her sit as high as a cloud for a moment.
"What are you doing!"
"Shh-"
He was mysterious and thrust upward violently.
She immediately covered her mouth and watched him move.
The carriage creaked all night long.
