It was early in the summer, and the bright morning light passed through the window edges and illuminated the exquisitely furnished room. It was quiet and peaceful. Suddenly, a little yellow dog ran to the door with his tail raised, raised his claws and his throat made a rapid grunt. Someone immediately pushed the door open from outside. The little yellow dog clumsily climbed over the threshold and went outside to swear.

In the pink gauze tent, Tang Yu was not awakened by Yuanbao's movement, but was awakened by the itchyness on the collarbone. When she opened her eyes, she saw Song Qin lowering her head and leaning against her chest, not knowing what she was doing. Tang Yu woke up a few nights ago and didn't see him. Now she suddenly ran into him. She still had this posture. She instinctively hid to the side, "Prince?"

"Awaken?" Song Qin raised his head, his phoenix eyes were clear. Seeing her vigilant eyes, he pointed to his left clavicle and whispered to explain his behavior just now, "You have a mole here." It was a very small one, like a sesame.

Tang Yu hadn't looked at himself carefully, touched his neck, and soon reacted. Song Qin woke up first, and looked at her carefully while she was asleep. He might have looked at her face carefully, and then moved to the bottom of his neck. His clothes were thin, so he had seen other places except for finding her mole?

Tang Yu sat up uneasyly, and when he got up, he pulled down his clothes casually, and lowered his head and asked him: "Don't you need to go to court early this morning?"

She was still on guard. Song Qin smiled lightly and reached out to hug her into her arms. Silly girl, he really wanted to eat her. He had eaten it cleanly, and would give her a chance to hide it? Tang Yu was in his arms. Song Qin seemed to be unaware of it. His index finger frivolously pressed against her chin, lowered his head, and looked at her face that was sleeping white and red, "**From the short day, the king did not go to court early, and a mere Concubine Yang made Emperor Minghuang abolish Chaogang. Now the Empress Dowager has tried his best to give Yu'er to me, and she is full of life. If I go to court every day, wouldn't I look like Yu'er is not as good as Concubine Yang?"

Early in the morning, his voice was hoarse and he spoke slowly. When he heard the play, he heard a hint of the charm of singing on the stage. Tang Yu was praised by many people for his beauty, but only Song Qin had such praise.

Comparing her with Yang Guifei, Tang Yu's face became hot and he pursed his lips and advised: "Your Majesty should go to the palace as soon as possible. The important matters of the court are important."

He wanted to show the empress dowager that it was enough not to go to the morning court this morning, and the memorials still have to be handled.

"Yu'er is so virtuous." The lower finger was delicate and warm, and the little girl's pink face was timid. Song Qin lowered her head and looked at her closing her eyes nervously. He raised the corners of her mouth to smell her lips. Last night, he just touched her lightly, and this time he felt as if she was in a delicacy, making her breathing rapid. Song Qin slowly stopped and did not try to pry her teeth open.

"Since you have persuaded me, I will enter the palace." She still closed her eyes, her red cheeks were like the first peony. Song Qin pinched her hand and laid her down. Then she pressed against her very slowly, passed by her and turned to the outside of the bed. Finally, she looked at her, smiled and picked up the gauze tent and left.

Outside, Mingxi and Minghu, I respectfully bid farewell to the prince. Tang Yu lies in his face on the bed, his fragrant blush has not faded.

Why did he suddenly call her nickname?

And the closeness I just now, why does it feel different? Last time in the pavilion, she was really disgusted. When she was kissed by him, she tried to think about something else until she touched his tongue... But this time, he kissed her suddenly, she was not prepared enough, and wanted to divert her attention, but she would always be pulled back by his lips...

There was a sudden movement behind him, and Tang Yu turned around suddenly, but he did not run into the man...

Yuanbao's round head penetrated into the gauze tent and looked at his master with anger, because his facial features had not yet grown, his eyes were "melancholy".
Chapter completed!