Rong Xuan then smiled: "The husband can hear the fresh and tranquil interest, and he already has the three flavors of this song." ”

Tang Ning shook his head and smiled: "That's your blowing." Good night, this song is appropriate. ”

Rong Xuan smiled and said: "The concubine has already played a song for her husband, is your husband still satisfied?" Otherwise, the concubine will play a song for her husband again? ”

Tang Ning smiled: "The beautiful scenery of a good day, just listening to the music is boring." ”

Chuncao and Ying'er retreated, closed the door, and Chuncao and Ying'er whispered: "Madame may have misunderstood, the that the adult refers to is not playing the jade flute." ”

Ying'er blushed when she heard the words and said, "Maybe it's wrong, Sister Chuncao, are you, aren't you?" ”

Chuncao blushed and laughed quietly: "Sister Ying'er, you can't avoid it, who will let the adults take this bite?" Can you still do it? ”

Ying'er's face flushed when she heard this, if adults like this, then it is naturally impossible not to do it, even if it is embarrassing.

After Chuncao and Ying'er went out, Rong Xuan sat in front of the dresser by herself, Tang Ning got up and lay on the bed, took out the album from the corner and began to read it.

Tang Ning flipped to that night, and sighed while admiring it: "What a picture of a under the flowers, it's really elegant, it's a pity that this beautiful scenery is beautiful." ”

Rong Xuan, who was putting the jewelry in the box, couldn't help but laugh when she heard this, pursed her lips and came to the bed, and saw that her husband was really looking at the painting.

Rong Xuan took her husband's hand and said with a smile: "The concubine serves the husband's wide clothes, right?" ”

Tang Ning shook his head and said, "Good painting, good painting, really good painting." ”

Rong Xuan burst out laughing, lay on Tang Ning's body, and whispered in Tang Ning's ear with a blushing face: "Husband, get up and loosen your clothes, the concubine is good and will blow a flute for her husband again." ”

Tang Ning put down the album and said with a light in his eyes: "Really? ”

Rong Xuan muttered: "The concubine is determined to be a good wife and mother, how can it spoil the husband's interest, it's just that the concubine outside is really ashamed and doesn't dare, in the inner room, the concubine is naturally interested in the husband." ”

Tang Ning smiled proudly, stopped his wife in his arms, and a carp was stiff, and he had already jumped off the bed with his wife in his arms.

Rong Xuan never thought that the way to get out of bed would be like this, and she couldn't help but let out an exclamation, knowing that Tang Ning had landed, she was still hiding tightly in Tang Ning's arms.

Her exclamation startled the Ying'er outside, and Ying'er hurriedly asked, "Madam, what's wrong?" ”

Rong Xuan, who was still in Tang Ning's arms, glanced at her husband charmingly, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, Ying'er, go and rest." ”

Ying'er went back a little inexplicably, and wondered: "Sister Chuncao, what's wrong?" ”

Chuncao snorted and laughed quietly: "You, be too careful, what can you do?" I guess the adults are teasing the lady again. ”

Rong Xuan said angrily: "Husband, can't you be more steady? scared the concubine. ”

Tang Ning put her down and said with a smile: "Sometimes life needs a little stimulation, don't you, why don't you untie this master's clothes and give a?" ”

Rong Xuan blushed and got busy gently, the clothes on Tang Ning's body decreased one by one, knowing that all the clothes were neatly hung up, Rong Xuan glared at Tang Ning coquettishly, and slowly leaned down.

Hiss, Tang Ning gasped and hurriedly said, "Wait a while, wait a while!" ”

Rong Xuan looked up with a flattering look and wondered, "Husband, what's wrong?" ”

Tang Ning hurriedly asked, "Have you read the little poem on that painting?" ”

Rong Xuan shook her head slightly and said: "The concubine is too ashamed to look at the painting, how can she go to the little poem on the side?" ”

Tang Ning hurriedly said: "What you want to read, what you want to read, you have to be careful, there is only the true meaning in the poem." ”

Now Rong Xuan also understood that she must have done something wrong, and spit out her tongue a little embarrassedly.

It's rare to see Rong Xuan so cute, what else can she do, of course forgive her!

Tang Ning hurriedly took the album and handed it to Rong Xuan, Rong Xuan looked at it seriously, and said a little embarrassed: "It turns out that there are so many exquisite!" ”

Rong Xuan, who understood the true meaning, finally got better, and Tang Ning played with her hair and enjoyed her service.

After a long time, Rong Xuan stopped, raised her head and said pitifully: "Husband, I'm so tired, my cheeks are sore and painful." ”

Tang Ning picked up Rong Xuan by the waist and said with a smile: "Mrs. Hard, let the husband come next!" ”

The indoor spring is full of joy, after the clouds stop and the rain stops, Rong Xuan's face is soft and red, and Tang Ning is holding her and playing.

After a long time, the afterglow dissipated, and Rong Xuan was satisfied and was about to get up and call Ying'er over, when Tang Ning grabbed her and smiled: "Don't be in a hurry to call Ying'er over." ”

Rong Xuan was puzzled: "Huh? Why? ”

When Tang Ning rolled over and pressed her under him again, she finally understood why.

scored two goals, and Wushan clouds and rain rose again.

Chuncao and Ying'er outside have been faintly listening to the movement inside, and the two of them are in the quilt, and the taste can be imagined.

After a long time, the movement in the house finally stopped, and both of them were silently relieved.

Ying'er silently calculated according to the time last night, and felt that Madame should call her, and was about to get up.

Chuncao suddenly smiled and said, "Ying'er, don't worry, wait." ”

Ying'er whispered in surprise: "Wait? What are you waiting for? ”

Chuncao smiled and said nothing, and then there was movement in the room again, and Ying'er lay down silently with a blushing face.

Unnaturally clamped her legs, Ying'er felt both yearning for the movement coming from the inner room, but also afraid to hear it. I miss the time when I used to be on duty at night.

Today, the news that Tang Ning and his newlywed wife entered the palace together had already spread in Beijing, but the news that the emperor took Tang Ning and his wife to Xiaolou did not spread until the evening.

For most officials, they don't even know that there is a small building in the palace, let alone the significance of that small building.

The deceased Empress Chunyuan is just a title for the officials outside, and they don't feel as deeply as the concubines, palace maids, and eunuchs in the palace.

So when they heard the news that the emperor took Tang Ning and his wife to Xiaolou, they were even a little confused.

Small building? What is Xiaolou? When did there be a small building in the palace again?

But they soon knew about Xiaolou, understood the significance of Xiaolou in the emperor's heart, and knew that Xiaolou was built by the emperor to mourn Empress Chunyuan?

Queen Chunyuan? When they first heard the name, they all felt a little unfamiliar, because neither the people nor the officials in Beijing rarely mentioned this name.

So when they heard this name, they were all stunned, not only because it was unfamiliar, but also because they couldn't think of anything other than remembering that this was the queen that the emperor had posthumously crowned.