In the low tone, subconsciously added a little soft.

They look up at the words, and their eyes are so delicate, their eyes are clear, but they can't ignore the depth and wisdom, and they are unfathomable.

It was as if this man had fallen to the gods, destined to be seen by man, and she seemed to be only used to look up to him before him.

He didn't know why, his heart hurt suddenly, shook his head in an inexplicably, and said, "No... nothing, just... the room of the concubine has arrived."

It was then that I realized that the two of them had reached the side of the Westinghouse.

“Oh...”

He answered in a low voice, and there was a hint of imperceptible loss in his voice. "Then go in."

"Yes, the concubine has withdrawn, and the son of the world has gone to bed earlier."

“Hmm.”

The words were inexplicably embarrassingly responded, Mu Yan looked at him, turned to enter the house, but found that he could not move, only to notice that from the beginning of the entrance, her hand had been held by the words.

“The world?”

The heart beat again involuntarily.

“Huh?How?”

He looked at her with his dark eyes, and his heart did not move.

“You... you can let go.”

He looked down, and found himself holding his hand.

At first, when he got out of the carriage, he subconsciously helped her, but he did not expect to let go from the door to now.

“Oh.”

The embarrassment on his face was even more, and he hurried away from his hand, so he calmly said, "Go into the house."

With that, he turned around and fled as quickly as he could, fearing that the embarrassment and embarrassment on his face would be revealed in front of the hull.

When the door came in, the ear was burning like fire.

He looked at the back of his head and sighed in his heart.

Once back, he did not want to stay with her more, which was more than he was afraid that she would find an opportunity to pester him.

Her eyes fell down slightly, and she turned and pushed the door into the house.And the two masters left behind the autumn in their own master was pulled back all the way back to the yard, the heart imagine that tonight the world's son can always be with his own young lady, the result is to see the two houses are light, but also a face of disappointment when they see the two houses of the east and west are lights on.

. .

"Mademoiselle, when she was in the First Fue Palace, the world son did not already live in a house with you, how to come back and split the room."

Autumn licked her lips and complained in a low voice.

Just now, she looked at the world and the young lady holding hands and coming down from the carriage, and was still very happy.

Mu Yan heard a moment of speech, thinking about the matter in the first auxiliary palace, although he only accompanied her to play in front of her parents, but she could also feel that the relationship between the two people was softer, but... after all, it was not true.

"Everything the world's son has done in these two days is enough for me, don't complain, it was in front of your father and mother to show them, you can't expect the world's son to do the fake play."

She smiled and shook her head, not seeming to care.

“What’s really going on with the fake show?You are husband and wife, you should e:n'a-i, you see the prince and the princess, how many people envy.

Listening to Qiu's own in-laws, Mu Yan was also very envious.

In this world, there are not many loving couples like their in-laws.

Some men, not to concubines to destroy the wife has been very rare, not to mention a lifetime only wife, but also favorable like this.

"Slaves and maids say a lot of disrespect, the men of their families, one by one, are like the wife, first of all, do not mention a few princes, even the Queen's side will be the mother-in-law, which is impossible in any dynasty of the emperor."

Listening to Autumn's words, he was silent, but he continued to listen to Qiu Er's words, "Slaves and maids feel that the men of the family, the advantages of this favorite wife are passed down from their ancestors, how to change here."

With that, Autumn's voice was a hidden regret, "Why didn't he learn from the elders?"Mu Yan heard this, can not help but laugh, "Okay, you don't complain, the world's son would not want to marry me, naturally will not be like several princes, you, don't always complain, if the father and mother know,

The son of the world will think that I have filed a complaint."

Although Autumn was upset for her own young lady, she said nothing more.

I hope that the worldly son will not always be blind and find out their young lady well early.

He sat in the room, looking at all the furnishings in the room, nothing changed, but he was sitting here, but he always felt that something was missing, empty, and some lost.

Sitting quietly for a while, the boredom in his heart was even more, and he did not know what was wrong with himself, obviously it had entered the winter, but it made him feel hot and unsatisfied.Get up and push the window open several, look in the direction of the opposite Westinghouse, the west room is still lit, the figure of the enamel, looming on the door, although it is only a shadow, but can make him easily in the mind.

She outlined her beautiful body and face.

The trumpet knot, moved, the cold wind outside blew through, not only did not feel cold, but felt hotter than when the window was not opened before.

“Damn.”

He gritted his teeth and scolded, simply took off his coat, opened the door to the promenade and let the cold wind blow directly, so that the hotness on his body had been slightly relieved.A little later, he went back to the house to close the door and lay on the bed, and the moonlight sprinkled through the window, making him subconsciously think of the night in Mufu, and he slept on a bed with Mu Yan, although he did nothing, but as long as he remembered.

The woman lay beside him, his heartbeat could not be controlled, and then his mind was full of Mu Yan's eyes, and the hustle and bustle of the world shouted at him.

I feel like my body is starting to get hot again.

“Damn it!”

He scolded again in anger, lifted the quilt out of bed, and stood again in the corridor to blow, and this blow, he blew for a few hours...

When he returned to the house, it was not long before the day was bright.

Because to go up, the words will get up early every day, and the little lady who serves him will also wash his face on time.

“Lord, it’s time to get up.”

The little man walked to the bed and whispered.

“Well...” The man in the bed, responding low, did not move.