ctice martial arts diligently, so that he could grow tall and strong in the future.when this letter is finished, Huayang also feels sleepy.Press the letter paper with paperweight and wait for it to dr...the palace banquet began at the beginning of you, lasted for an hour, and ended at the beginning of Xu Xu.

Huayang ate the table for half an hour and enjoyed the lanterns for half an hour, but now she was a little tired. Coupled with the drink of fruit wine, she always felt soft and unable to lift her spirits.

after bidding farewell to her mother, Huayang and Princess an Le Chang took the lead and led a group of female relatives to walk outside the palace.

fortunately, the cool evening breeze kept blowing in the face, suppressing the drunkenness and drowsiness of Huayang.

when we got to the Meridian Gate, Emperor Jingshun had returned to the palace, and only the ministers who had brought their female relatives into the palace were still waiting here, some standing alone, some chatting with their good colleagues.

Huayang saw the father standing in front of him. Behind him were Chen Bozong and Chen Jingzong.

Princess is respected. Chen Jingzong came to meet her first.

he was dressed in a rosy horse suit, obviously tanned recently, but he was reflected by the moonlight like water, handsome and straight.

almost as Chen Jingzong stepped over, Wu Qinghou and Qi Jin, who were not far away, also came over.

Huayang naturally diverted his attention and smiled at Uncle Wu Qinghou: "Uncle, I met my grandmother when I entered the palace. Why didn't I see you"

Queen Qi was born beautiful. As an elder brother, Wu Qinghou was also a handsome son when he was young. If he is not confused this year, he has a beard, but he still has an elegant demeanor.

Wu Qing Hou had a good skin, but he did not have any outstanding civil and military talents. The title of Marquis was also bestowed by Emperor Jing Shun of Empress Qi, but compared with some bullying relatives, Wu Qing Hou scrupulously abided by his duty, and when Emperor Jingshun gave him a leisure job, he worked conscientiously and conscientiously, and then restrained the masters and servants of the Hou House, and never caused any trouble to the Empress Qi.

the uncle in Huayang's memory is gentle and amiable, and his temper couldn't be better.

Wu Qing Hou said helplessly, "I was originally walking with my mother, but I accidentally soiled my clothes on the way, so I went back to change my clothes."

Qi Jin looked at Huayang and smiled and explained, "there are children playing in the hutong and throwing mud on their father."

Huayang knows that he must not punish those children because of his uncle's good temper.

both Chen Jingzong and Wu Qinghou have been drinking tonight, and the wind is blowing from them. Huayang smells the smell of alcohol. No matter who it is, Huayang doesn't like it.

without saying a few words, Huayang said goodbye to her uncle, grandmother, aunt and others, and then said hello to her parents-in-law, which took Chen Jingzong to her princess car.

the wind blew up her big red skirt embroidered with golden thread peonies and flew around people's eyes.

the most beautiful princess fluttered away, and the bright moon in the sky seemed to dim a little.

Chen Jingzong stood in front of the car and helped the princess into the carriage. He continued to wait outside, watching his parents and elder brother and sister-in-law all get on the bus, so he stepped into the shaft and probed into the carriage.

in the spacious car, Huayang leaned wearily against the corner, glanced at him, then lowered his eyes, and only turned his face to the side window, as if he could avoid the strong smell of alcohol coming in with Chen Jingzong.

two lights hung in the carriage to illuminate her flushed face.

Chen Jingzong frowned and asked her, "was it too windy at night and caught a cold"

saying, he reached out and touched her forehead.

when Hua Yang closed her eyes and waited for him to move his hand, she softly explained, "just drink a little fruit wine and get some sleep."

sure enough, Chen Jingzong saw that he was a little drunk.

there was a row of carriages waiting behind. Chen Jingzong asked the coachman to set off first.

Huayang's body shook as the carriage moved.

with this limp look, Chen Jingzong held the person directly to his lap.

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the smell of alcohol is getting stronger. Huayang frowned and rejected and said, "put me down, you smell like wine."

she said she was still earning, but Chen Jingzong didn't need to make a special effort to make the grass shake gently with the wind. She couldn't even earn it.

Chen Jingzong looked at her flushed face and said, "it's just that you dislike me at ordinary times, but today you all smell of alcohol. What else do you disrelish"

Huayang was surprised that she only drank a little and even caught the smell of alcohol.

she couldn't help tilting her head and sniffing her shoulder.

smells of alcohol, but I can't tell whether it's from her or from Chen Jingzong.

Chen Jingzong touched her face: "it's going to be a monkey fart. How many bowls did you drink" When you go into the palace and have a palace banquet, are you so happy "

A monkey fart / share alone is gorgeous enough. From childhood to maturity, everyone praised her beauty, except Chen Jingzong, who once said she was fat, and now it's the same again.

the angry Huayang looked at him drunkenly, then suddenly raised his hand and pinched his face.

the flesh on Chen Jingzong's face is also very tight. Huayang slipped his hand and picked up a layer of skin.

the more this, the more painful it became. Chen Jingzong picked Meifeng, but he did not hide or protest, but just looked at her calmly.

the warm smell of his breath fell on Huayang's face, which smelled of pure wine, much stronger than the fruit wine that Huayang had drunk.

Huayang loosened his hand, took out the veil he put on the cuff and put it over his face.

this is a Shu brocade silk handkerchief with a white background, and a thin layer of silk can't cover it up much at all. Chen Jingzong can still see her thin eyebrows, her gently closed eyes, her beautiful nose, her red face, and her rich and purples lips.

Chen Jingzong went down and kissed her lips across the thin silk handkerchief.

the lips drove the silk handkerchief, and the silk handkerchief gently rubbed her lips.

Huayang itched so much that she couldn't stand it. She pulled away her handkerchief. As soon as the handkerchief left, Chen Jingzong's lips fell again.

Huayang was kissed by him for a while, when he suddenly remembered that he had not rinsed his mouth and was unhappy to earn it again.

Chen Jingzong let her go after his throat rolled and rolled.

Huayang gasped slightly.

Chen Jingzong held her in one hand, picked up the teapot on the cupboard next to her in the other hand, poured her half a bowl of tea and fed it to her.

the first mouthful of Huayang should be gargled, spit in another tea bowl, and then drink the rest.

herbal tea sobered her up a bit, because she was so comfortable with Chen Jingzong that she didn't ask to sit over and look at him. She changed a fan to cover her nose and mouth, and told him about the palace banquet: "Why did you beat Meng Yanqing"

there was this palace banquet in my last life, but it didn't happen.

Chen Jingzong: "do you know all about it"

Huayang: "Yes, don't tell me, you are really kind enough to help Nankang."

Chen Jingzong: "I don't like Meng Yanqing purely because of what I do for her."

Huayang said curiously, "how did he offend you"

Chen Jingzong cannot fully tell the truth in public. There are only husband and wife here, so Chen Jingzong has nothing to hide: "before he finished saying the word 'beautiful', my fist was over."

Huayang gritted his teeth and only thought Chen Jingzong played well.

she likes to be praised about her beauty, but it must be out of pure appreciation, such as the praise of poets and the drunken mention of lecherous people like Meng Yanqing, which will only make her sick.

it couldn't be more appropriate for Chen Jingzong to reply to his father in such a way that Meng Yanqing was punished without pulling her out.r, comparable to that of a literati painting.Huayang thought that with such a skin, whenever you put your mind into your studies, not to mention the number one in the examination, it would be no probl...