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For Mo Ronglin, Shi pengpeng took the initiative to throw himself in his arms, which was a good thing that he never thought of. He held the soft body, and his heart beat faster, just like the little beast in his heart was awakened, manic and restless, hitting his chest again and again.

Shi pengpeng was afraid that he would suffer. He stroked his back lightly. "How about the emperor?"

Mo Rong Lin head some dizzy, like standing in the clouds, confused and helpless, "a little, uncomfortable."

"Would you like to take a moment?" Shi pengpeng looked up and wanted to get out of his arms. Mo Ronglin's subconscious hand was tight, and he trapped her firmly, "don't move."

But after a while, his voice became hoarse. Shi pengpeng dared not move. He said in a low voice, "emperor, it's urgent. Let's take our time. I'll help you later."

Mo Rong Lin didn't listen to her at all. He put his chin on her hair and sniffed the fragrance of her hair. He said in a whisper, "don't move. That's it."

Shi pengpeng had to rely on him. She didn't know if the disease would spread. Mo Ronglin was suffering. She was also suffering from shortness of breath, dizziness, and a layer of sweat on her back. They stuck together, and her heart also jumped together, which made her flustered.

After a while, she was really impatient and asked, "emperor, where are you suffering?"

Mo Rong Lin took chin to rub to rub her head, "I where all suffer."

Shi pengpeng said, "my concubine is also a little uncomfortable. Why don't you let go and relax first?"

Murong Lin swallowed a few throat, finally released, dumb voice asked her, "how do you also suffer?"

"I don't know," said Shi pengpeng. She stepped back two steps and finally could take a big breath. Just now, she was boiling on the fire, even breathing hot.

Mo Ronglin turned and looked out of the window. After a while, the red tide on his face faded and he said, "I'm talking with Shufei in the hall. How much do you hear outside?"

Shi pengpeng's Huizi is afraid that Mo Ronglin will be annoyed and want to do something to Shufei and Mo Rongsheng. But she is more afraid that Mo Ronglin suspects her and Mo Rongsheng, so she stands outside and doesn't dare to go in. She hears something inside, but she can't believe it.

She pursed her lips. "I didn't hear you clearly."

"Is it?" Mo Ronglin turned and looked at her, "Sheng and Shufei fall in love. I'm going to help them. What's the Queen's idea?"

Shi pengpeng opened her mouth. At first, she didn't believe it. Now the emperor said it herself. She couldn't help believing it. She said in bewilderment: "the emperor has the beauty of becoming a man, but my concubine has no opinion."

"I know what Sheng thinks of you. Now he likes Shufei. On the one hand, I want to compensate her. On the other hand," he looks at her with his bright eyes, "it's for the queen."

Shi pengpeng's heart was in a state of confusion. He jumped wildly and muttered, "why is it for my concubine? I didn't..."

Mo Ronglin's shamelessness is all in action. He wants him to say his mind clearly, but he can't say it or explain it. After a moment's silence, he says, "the queen will know."

Shi pengpeng couldn't stay any longer. "Emperor, it's late at night. My concubine has gone back."

Mo Ronglin said, "I'll send you."

"No, it's just a matter of a few steps," Shi pengpeng said as he reached the door.

Mo Rong Lin or with out, "it's too dark, or I send you, save you accidentally fall."

This words say, as if he doesn't send, Shi Chuang will fall, she muttered, "it's OK, there is Chuaner."

Jin chuan'er was outside originally. When he heard the conversation between them, he immediately kneaded his head and kneaded his legs. "Niang Niang, you'd better let the emperor send you. The slave's legs are numb. You have to knead them to go."

Shi pengpeng didn't know what she was up to. She glared at her angrily, "it's just you."

Mo Rong Lin quietly held her hand under the sleeve of the robe, "let's go, Queen."

Shi Chuang had no choice but to be led away by him. Mo Ronglin turned his head and looked at Jin Chuaner with praise.

Jin chuan'er pretended to rub his legs twice. When they went away, he straightened up and slowly followed.

Mo Ronglin sends Shi pengpeng back to Fengming palace, but he doesn't rush away. Instead, he sits in his bedroom and plays the puzzle he put here last time.

Shi pengpeng sat on the bed, "emperor, don't you go back to sleep?"

Mo Rong Lin looked down at the puzzle, "I'm afraid I didn't sleep tonight."

"Why?"

Mo Rong Lin smiles for a while, but it's a show off, "when you wake up, you'll know."

Shi pengpeng was really sleepy. Seeing that he didn't want to talk or ask, she lay down in bed and closed her eyes. At the moment when she fell asleep, she still thought that she couldn't sleep peacefully if Mo Ronglin stayed here. Now she doesn't have those worries. It's strange

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after midnight, the Qingyi building is still lively. Murong Qingyang is drinking tea, eating snacks and waiting for Ning'an. Jia Xiaoduo can't sit still. He is running around upstairs and downstairs. I don't know if it's because he doesn't have a taboo on holidays. Some of his confused parents are bringing their children to listen to the music. Several children scurry in the hall and almost collide with the waiter. They are so angry that they yell, "Hey, whose children, parents, don't care if they fall."His voice was covered by the music of silk and bamboo on the stage. No one listened to him. He still let the children run around.

Jia Xiaoduo breathlessly lifted the door curtain and came in. He sat down, took the cold tea table and poured it down. He flushed at Murong Qingyang and said, "sister Qingyang, I know what we do here?"

Murong asked, "what do you do?" She dares to bring Jia Xiaoduo, because the guests in the hall are still regular, only see singing and dancing, those dark activities are in the upstairs compartment, put down the curtain, the people can't see.

Jia Xiaoduo narrowed his eyes and laughed, "I just went to the wrong room and saw a man embracing a girl and kissing."

Murong Qingyang thinks that she is a member of the Jianghu. She doesn't taboo these. She just tells her, "it's OK to tell me. Don't let it slip when you go home. Aunt green lotus wants to beat people with bamboo slips."

Jia Xiaoduo doesn't think so, "don't worry, I know."

Murong Qingyang said, "you stop, don't go out to turn, carelessly broke into the wrong room, when called a good fight."

Can Jia Xiaoduo which is to sit to live of temperament, didn't have a short while to rise again body, say, "I stand outside to come in."

Murong Qingyang ignored her and took a sip of bitter tea. He sighed in his heart whether Ning'an would come or not

Jia Xiaoduo went out of the door and didn't go downstairs. She wanted to go to the window to blow the wind. A narrow corridor came to the end. There was a small window there. She stretched her neck beside the window and saw the colorful lights hanging all over the long street in the distance. It was very interesting.

She looked at it with great interest for a long time. When she looked back, she saw a child sitting in the corner gnawing his fingernails, shrinking his neck and shrugging his shoulders, as if he was afraid of being seen.

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