Jinxiyuan has infinite scenery.
Yan Fuguang did not return home for many days. As soon as he returned home, he went to Jinxiyuan, and many people behind his back almost had their teeth broken.
Lu Qing didn't care what other women thought of her, she still said the same thing, it was impossible for Yan Fuguang to come to her place and she would still kick them out.
After having a fuss with the children for a while, the wet nurse took them to bed, Yan Fuguang hurriedly hugged Lu Qing and headed to the inner room.
Lu Qing held his shoulders, her heart beating faster, "Your Majesty..."
Yan Fuguang put her on the bed, and the shadow covered her, and he asked: "Did you miss me?"
Lu Qing blushed and said nothing, not daring to look directly at him.
He slowly straightened up, staring directly at Lu Qing, and slowly unbuttoned his clothes with his slender fingers. The temperature in the tent rose rapidly, and Lu Qing's mouth suddenly became dry.
"Huh? Why don't you say anything?" The clothes fell down one by one, and the light green bed curtain was put down immediately. He rubbed the tip of his nose on Lu Qing's cheek with an affectionate expression.
Lu Qing responded very gently and honestly: "I thought so."
How could you not want to? Everything about him had been spread everywhere recently, and it was spread in a decent way. All she heard about him were stories about him.
Yan Fuguang's thin kisses fell on her face and neck, gradually spreading downward.
Lu Qing was ignited by him, couldn't help but hug him tightly, and took the initiative to press herself into his arms.
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After all the fussing, it was almost midnight.
Lu Qing lay on the bed in a daze. Yan Fuguang covered her with a quilt and then asked someone to bring the water in.
After taking a bath, Yan Fuguang took Lu Qing into his arms and hugged her, feeling a little agitated for no reason and not feeling sleepy.
Just after dawn, Fang Jinbao whispered outside the door: "Your Majesty, the Emperor has invited you to have dinner together this morning." Therefore, it was too late to wake up.
Yan Fuguang opened his eyes and briefly squinted for a while to regain his energy, "I know."
Lu Qing was woken up, she raised her head and rubbed Yan Fuguang's stubbled chin, and asked vaguely: "Are you leaving again?"
Yan Fuguang held Lu Qing down and tucked her into the quilt: "Well, you continue to sleep. I'll be back tonight."
return? Then there's nothing to be reluctant about.
Lu Qing rolled on her side, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and continued to sleep, feeling comfortable all over her body.
Yan Fuguang looked at her series of actions in amusement and patted her back gently: "Sleep for a while and remember to get up for breakfast."
Lu Qing closed her eyes and said, "Yeah."
She was short of sleep and wished she could sleep until three o'clock in the morning before getting up. She listened to what Yan Fuguang said, but whether she did it or not was another matter.
Yan Fuguang finished washing up quickly and wandered all the way to the palace gate on an empty stomach.
Fang Jinbao got off the carriage first. When the cold wind blew, he stamped his feet and exhaled: "It's really cold today!"
Yan Fuguang wore a cloak and walked quickly along the solemn and quiet palace road.
Last night Emperor Xihe left him to rest in the palace but he refused and insisted on going back to his residence. So he rushed to the palace early this morning.
In Changding Hall, a sumptuous breakfast was set on the table, and Emperor Xihe waited patiently.
"Fu Guang is here! Come and sit down! Father asked the imperial kitchen to prepare your favorite food. Eat more. I see you have lost weight these days." Emperor Xihe put a crystal clear shrimp dumpling into the swallow In the light of the dishes.
Yan Changfeng, Yan Qingzhou and Yan Qinghuai were all at the table. They watched Emperor Xihe add food to Yan Fuguang alone. They said nothing and buried themselves in eating.
After taking a few bites, Emperor Xihe asked with a smile: "How is the progress?"
He heard some rumors and felt more at ease, but he still had to ask in person to be sure.
Unexpectedly, Yan Fuguang's statement was different from what he heard.
Yan Fuguang said without blinking: "It's difficult to handle, and there is no effective progress."
Emperor Xihe paused: "It's been so long..."
"Do you still remember how much manpower, material resources and time we spent to obtain the leaked secrets? It has only been a few days, and my father's expectations are somewhat unrealistic." Yan Fuguang poured cold water on them unceremoniously.
Emperor Xihe said sarcastically: "I heard that you, Fuguang, have come up with a solution."
"Who said that? I don't even know it myself." Yan Fuguang put down the towel he was wiping his mouth with, "Use it now, I. There are a lot of things in the yamen, so please use it slowly."
As soon as he left, Yan Changfeng and the others couldn't stay any longer, so they all got up and left.
Yan Changfeng took three steps and two steps at a time to catch up: "Third brother!"
Yan Fuguang gave him a look: "What's the matter?"
"Our results..." Yan Changfeng paused mid-sentence and said in a low voice, "Let's keep it a secret for now."
He also saw that Yan Fuguang was not prepared to fully inform Xi and Di of the actual progress, which coincided with Yan Changfeng's thoughts. Emperor Xihe seemed to be able to listen to everything, but in fact it was because he didn't have many independent opinions, and because of Empress Xu and Yan Xian's mother and son, their trust in Emperor Xihe was reduced again and again.
Yan Fuguang nodded lightly: "It's best this way."
Just after he sat down at the office of the Ministry of Punishment, Fang Jinbao came in again and said, "Your Majesty, Sir Ning, do you want to see me?"
Ning Jianshan? What can happen to him?
Yan Fuguang opened the official document and browsed: "They say I'm busy and don't have time."
Ning Jianshan came to get close to Yan Fuguang under the instruction of Mr. Ningge, but was turned away before any progress was made.
He scratched his head and muttered: "It's not good for my uncle to have too high a status. My father-in-law can't even hold himself up..."
Ning Jianshan went back to his errands and went to Mr. Ningge's yard that night.
"Father, I went to find His Highness Prince Jin, but I didn't see anyone." He blinked his small eyes, looking a little aggrieved.
Ning Ge Lao Bu was not interested in seeing him like this. He glared at him and raised his beard: "If you don't see me the first time, it's the second time. How can you see the prince just when you say you see him?"
In fact, he also saw that his granddaughter and His Highness Prince Jin still failed to develop any feelings, otherwise His Highness Jin Prince would not be so disrespectful.
"Don't imitate Yue'er. There is a difference between king and minister. His Highness is the prince, not just your son-in-law!"
Ning Jianshan shrank his neck: "How dare I? You really think highly of me..." Everyone else envied him for having a prince as his son-in-law, but who could see his sadness? I'm afraid there aren't many father-in-laws in the world who are as shameless as him.
Ning Ge curled his lips, glanced at him, and continued to warn: "The prince has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. If he doesn't want to see you, just be sensible and contact him after a few days. Don't make the prince unhappy."
Ning Jianshan kept nodding. He didn't want to die. He couldn't do anything else. His face couldn't be understood.
"And Huai'an..." Speaking of this grandson, Ning Ge sighed. If it hadn't been for Ning Huayue, Ning Huai'an wouldn't have been unable to return to the capital all these years. "That's all, Yue'er is willful, but I still remember my brother in my heart. Yes, Huai'an will definitely return to Beijing to take up a post one day."
If everything goes as smoothly as Ning Huayue expected, then when King Jin inherits the throne, the Ning family will become a serious family of queens.
By then, Ning Huaian will be back.
