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For Mo Ronglin, it was a strange and novel feeling. He held a girl's hand, but he didn't get sick. He has a premonition in his heart. Maybe Shi pengpeng is the woman who can cure his hidden disease. The king of Jin is right. Desire depends on emotion. Once he has emotion, his heart will naturally have a desire. Although this kind of desire is also uncomfortable for him, it is much better than the feeling that he has to vomit his intestines.

After a while, Shi pengpeng said, "OK, let's call it a day. It's too urgent. We have to take our time." She said, drawing out her hand.

Mo Ronglin only felt that the palm of his hand was empty, and his heart was also empty. He looked at her in perplexity.

"Emperor, you should go back." Shi pengpeng reminded him.

Mo Ronglin did not speak, but slowly sat down, took the cup of cold tea and drank, "how do you know?"

Shi pengpeng knew that the emperor was very suspicious, so he had to sit down, "my concubine tested the emperor at that time, but the emperor doesn't remember?"

"Yes, but you're just testing. How can you be so sure?"

"At that time, I thought that the Emperor didn't want to let me close because he hated me. Later," she hesitated and told muronglin what Princess Xu said that day. "I knew that it wasn't only me, but the Emperor didn't like any woman to close."

Mo Ronglin's face sank. It turned out that Princess Xu had guessed it, but he had been ill three times in the Baguio palace. It's not surprising that Princess Xu could guess it.

"Emperor," Shi pengpeng carefully observed his face, "don't worry, your concubine won't tell anyone. I believe neither will Xu Guifei."

Mo Ronglin said coldly, "she doesn't dare. As for you," his tone slowed down. "You are a brave man. I was just thinking about whether to kill you."

Shi pengpeng pretended to be afraid, "the emperor can't kill my concubine. I have a gold medal in my hand."

"Then I'll kill Jin chuan'er. There are many times when she is disrespectful to me. I'll settle this account with her sooner or later."

"The emperor should kill his concubine. She went to the palace for her sake." Shi pengpeng blinked. "Why does the emperor want to kill his concubine? Can he help the emperor? Does the emperor want to ask Princess Xu to help him? The emperor has been ill for three times in Princess Xu's place. She dares to make sure that she doesn't have any concubine to treat him."

Mo Ronglin saw her boasting, couldn't help laughing, reached out and poked her forehead, "I don't know when the queen has become so glib." After poking, he was stunned, but he shook his hand just now, so he became familiar with her freely

In fact, they are really familiar with each other during this period of time. They meet day by day, play chess, have dinner and drink tea together. Now they have developed to shake hands. This relationship can be said to be advancing by leaps and bounds.

Shi pengpeng's head was tilted and he laughed, "does the emperor often poke his highness like this?"

Mo Rong Lin laughs with him, "if the queen wants to develop like this, I will not poke her in the future. I will only poke you."

Two people smile without scruple, just like old friends for many years, Mo Ronglin looks at Shi pengpeng, smile eyes bright, swallow throat, stretched out his hand, "let me hold it again."

Shi pengpeng put his hand into the palm of his hand without saying a word. Mo Ronglin closed his hand and held it tightly. He recalled the feeling of rapid heartbeat, shortness of breath and sweaty palms again. The first time I felt uncomfortable, but this time, it seemed that there was a kind of unspeakable comfort in the discomfort, like the desire was satisfied, but my heart was still beating fast, but it was stable.

Shi pengpeng's idea is very simple. If Mo Ronglin is kind to her, she will repay her. She doesn't know why Mo Ronglin is kind to her now. Maybe it's because something happened to her family. He has a little pity for her. After all, it was born of the Empress Dowager. How cold can her heart be?

Besides, it's hard for the emperor to talk about this kind of thing. As a queen, she is duty bound. No matter how her relationship with the emperor is in the future, at least she has made a contribution to the emperor. If she accidentally collides with the emperor in the future, she can read her better.

When Mo Ronglin came back from the cold palace, he felt like he was walking on a pile of cotton. He squeezed his hand into a fist and shrunk it in his sleeve, as if he could keep Shi pengpeng's remaining warmth.

Originally, he planned to come to see her for the last time, but now he changed his mind. Since Shi pengpeng can help him cure the hidden disease, he should cure the hidden disease first. For him, there is nothing more important. He didn't like people to know his secret, even from laurel, but now that Shi pengpeng knew it, although he was embarrassed, he didn't mind much. After all, Shi pengpeng is the queen. The Empress Dowager often says that husband and wife are one. Now he has a little feeling.

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His Highness Sheng, who had been banned, was in a good mood. After picking up his handkerchief that day, he suddenly had a fancy and changed it into a new handkerchief with two poems hanging on the branch. Sure enough, the beautiful lady helped him to complete the last two sentences. In this way, they talked through the handkerchief. The poems didn't involve feelings, nothing more than talking about the weather, scenery and a day Although he didn't meet each other, this way of communication was very novel to him and full of romantic feelings. He was intoxicated in this kind of feelings and finally couldn't help waiting in Taolin for a long time, waiting for the beautiful woman he thought about at night.When song Jiao came, Yinling, the maid of honor, was not on the side. Because she didn't bring a cape, she went back to pick it up on the way and later came up with it.

Song Jiao was not surprised to see Mo Rongsheng. She was also a little curious about the person who made friends with her in poetry. Now when she saw that she was a noble young man, she could not help but feel a little moved.

Mo Rongsheng opened his mouth first, took out his handkerchief, and said with a smile, "the girl's poetry is very good, and her handwriting is also very good. Only when I see people today can I know that people are better," he said. He bowed down and bowed, "don't mind, girl. I'm really impressed by her talent."

Song Jiaosu likes talented people. Although he knows that he shouldn't deal with strange men, he leans slightly and smiles. "The poems of the young master are also good. I..."

Before she finished her words, she heard the sound of footsteps coming from the forest. She looked up and saw that the silver bell appeared on the path. She ran to Mo Rongsheng in a panic. She glanced at Mo Rongsheng very quickly and took song Jiao away, which made Mo Rongsheng puzzled.

Song Jiao was dragged to a staggering pace by her and asked in a low voice, "what's the matter?"

"How do you want to ask me Silver bell some not good spirit, "usually take a handkerchief to pass a word also just, now all see above, this want to let a person know, master son still have life?"

Song Jiao was scolded by Yinling, but he was also a little guilty. He used to live behind closed doors, but he didn't want to make trouble. Today, it's really a big trouble to spread it.

When she looked back, Mo Rongsheng was still standing in the same place, staring at this side. Seeing her turning back, her eyes lit up and she walked a few steps forward. Song Jiaoxin jumped and quickened her pace to follow Yinling.

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