Xiang Xinci stretched out his hand and gently pressed it down, allowing the blood that had not dried to spread to its forward foot.

The blood slowly moved downward.

Xiang Xinci looked at the little fox who was half asleep and half awake with his fingers around it, wandering around it: "Scared, come."

The excess blood was wiped away, leaving only the drop on the tail.

The natural light and dark colors created by the speed of wound healing are naturally contaminated, with deep and soft light as if they have been polished and grown after countless polishing.

The fox, the size of an armor, seemed to wake up slowly as Liang Gongxu opened his neck slightly, and yawned a big yawn, with her moist eyes shining with lazy tears.

Xiang Xinci couldn't help but look at it, and couldn't help but lower her head, covering her lips...

Liang Gongxu closed his eyes, stretched out his hand to fumble on the back of her head.

Xiang Xinci was addicted to it as if she was appreciating a peerless work, or as if she was watching a work of art in the world. Pure white carefully brushed past this work that made her feel relaxed and happy.

Aunt Jing had already stood in front of the two children, blocking their sight.

Liang Gongxu's hand increased a little bit of strength.

Xiang Xinci had no intention of continuing further. Her appreciation of rare and famous paintings has never been for herself, and now she is just the time to appreciate paintings and does not want to appreciate people.

Xiang Xinci raised her head and brushed her fingers over the fox with affection, looking full of joy and obsession.

Liang Gongxu was a little confused and confused, his neck was redder and brighter, and the fox was more charming and moister. He lay on the light blush, as if his eyes were filled with countless desires. Looking at her, he looked more like Ruozhen.

Xiang Xinci's fingers slid across the fox's tail bit by bit, as if he could pinch the disobedient little thing, his voice was firm: "You stayed up late last night and didn't sleep well, tomorrow night." I'll make it work tomorrow night and see if this little thing can be more transparent and beautiful.

When Liang Gongxu heard this, he felt a little uncomfortable. He gently rubbed her legs, but did not wrap around him anymore. His health became worse and worse. The imperial physician openly and secretly hinted that he could not indulge...

Liang Gongxu slid his hands over her knees, and the silk and satin covering it was not as good as her skin, making his heart more and more anxious, just like a rare jade placed in front of him, with a vast ocean of spirit within reach, but he could not break through the barrier.

Xiang Xinci stared at the twisting fox without blinking, and his fingers were crushed on this "life".

Liang Gongxu immediately let out a painful and depressing cry.

Xiang Xinci pinched his nails into his flesh, as if he wanted to pull out the fox and poke it to death.

Shoukang was frightened to see it. The Empress pinched His Highness’s neck, but she didn’t dare to speak out for fear of irritating either party.

Liang Gongxu was stabbed with silent needles, and he could not see the direction of the road ahead. He was confused, hated, helpless, and had the desire to tear it apart in a new life.

Xiang Xinci's hand was even harder.

Shoukang saw His Highness’s face turned blue, and the word “Empress” that was holding in his heart was almost shouting out, and someone ran over faster than him.

"Dad, Daddy, painting-"

Xiang Xinci instantly removed his strength.

Shoukang breathed a sigh of relief and cast a grateful look at Madam Jing.

Madam Jing was also afraid. It was okay for Miss Seven to have a big fight with the prince. The prince was rough and thick-skinned, the prince was much delicate, and the queen was not serious.

Liang Gongxu had already opened his eyes and looked at Di An gently. The air that had drained his lungs instantly filled him. He looked nothing unusual than just now.

Xiang Xinci didn't have it either, as if the paranoidness she was about to get the fox off just now was not her.

"Dad, I draw—"

Liang Gongxu gently took his daughter's painting. When he was still gentle with him, his Di'an would be happier than him and would have everything in the world that he did not have: "Our Anan painted so well."

Xiang Xinci snorted coldly, and there were a few circles stained with black ink. What's the best place? I'm sorry that the rice paper is almost the same.

Liang Gongxu immediately became unhappy: "How good is the painting."

"Yes, it's very good. The circle has created different forms and added a new explanation to the Great Way and Reincarnation. It should be a contemporary master of knowledge, please be satisfied."

Liang Gongxu was satisfied: "Look, your mother also said that you paint well, and our An An is the best. In the future, we will definitely become an excellent painting technician like a mother."

Xiang Xinci is unquestionable

Liang Gongxu pulled her clothes: a few words of encouragement.

"Yeah, OK."

Di'an's eyes instantly turned into crescent moons: "Thank you, I'll draw one for you."

Liang Gongxu looked at his daughter's little figure running away, and his eyes poured into his dreams and his future light: "Will you be nice to her, right?"

"……"nonsense.

"You will." Because she will give you supreme power and the capital not to be buried with him.

The eunuch who was passing the message hurriedly walked in from outside: "Your Highness, Shangshu Mu, Marquis Xiang, and Lord Ming asked for a visit."

Liang Gongxu closed his eyes lazily, and the little fox on his neck also lazily stretched his back: "It's great to have Di'an."

Xiang Xinci's gaze was attracted again, and her fingers were more colorful when she stroked her fingers and her charm became a little more attractive. Her fingers slowly wandered between his snow-white neck, and she admired quietly: "Okay..."

The eunuch who reported the news bent over and received no response for a long time, so he had to bite the bullet and speak again: "Your Highness, Shangshu Mu, Marquis Xiang, and Lord Ming asked for a meeting."

Liang Gongxu closed his eyes.

Xiang Xinci was playing with the new product he just made.

Time passes by little by little, and the ceremony is quiet.

The little eunuch who reported the news looked sad and hesitantly looked at Chang'an beside him.

How dare Chang'an be such a decisive person? Hesitantly looks like his master.

Shou Kang sighed in his heart and nodded slightly.

Only those who reported the news dared to speak again: "Your Highness, Lord Mu, Lord Xiang, Lord Ming are looking for a meeting outside."

Liang Gongxu didn't move, feeling the fingers on his neck, and slowly groped over his head with his left hand. He touched a teacup and instantly smashed the person who informed him!

Xiang Xinci's eyes suddenly lit up. From the angle just now, the fox's eyes seemed to be twisted and filled with endless anger!

Good eyes!

Blood immediately flowed down the forehead of the eunuch.

Chang'an looked at the person who was informing him in fear, and looked at the master with difficulty.

Di'an looked at the blood on the little eunuch's head with a chubby hand, holding a jade pen in his chubby hand, and his eyes were full of confusion: "Madam Jing, bleeding..."

Liang Gongxu opened his eyes instantly.

Xiang Xinci also remembered that his daughter was in the hall, but... it was nothing.

The two exchanged glances.

They all think there is nothing right, not to mention that Liang Gongxu thinks he has done nothing.

Di'an had already run over with his own painting and walked over with his short legs: "Mom, dad, blood..."

Liang Gongxu immediately carried his daughter to the couch.

Shoukang hurriedly helped.

"Dad's blood..."

Xiang Xinci had already spoken gently: "What color is blood?"

Di'an glanced at it again: "Hong--"

"By the way, let me see what Di An drew?"

Di'an was immediately attracted by sight, happily raising the high in his hands, and proudly showing everyone.

Liang Gongxu looked at it and could not see any paintings. The words of praise in his eyes were beyond words. He was even more delightful and excited than seeing the memorial of the world and Tai: "These two wavy lines are well drawn, and they feel like the sea is overwhelming."

"It's a huge wave."

Liang Gongxu pinched his daughter's braid: "Did you hear it? Your mother felt the vastness of the sea, the majestic mountains, and the undulating years in your paintings."

When Shou Kang heard this, he quickly smiled and said, "Yes, the princess's paintings are good, the artistic conception is profound, and the brushwork is free and easy, and it is done in one go. This shows that the little princess will definitely be a neat and brave, quick-thinking and rare talent in the future. His Royal Highness of the Crown Prince Mu and Mr. Xiang asked for a meeting..."

When Liang Gongxu heard this, he looked at him slowly.

Seeing this, Shoukang knelt on the ground with a smile with caution.

Di'an glanced at Shookang, and his eyes moved to his painting: Good-looking.

Liang Gongxu turned his head and quietly admired his daughter's painting: "Let's rest, these people are afraid that this palace will be happy."

Xiang Xinci took the painting over and said, "Okay, go and have a look. I was going to take advantage of the summer, but it made people panic so that no one dared to go out."

"What does it have to do with me? They are random thoughts, unrighteous minds, and have a ghost in their hearts."

Di'an leaned in his mother's arms.

Xiang Xinci hugged her: "Yes, yes, no one is as good as you, openly and upright, caring for the dawn, without desire or demand."

"I still have some desires."

Xiang Xinci asked him to leave quickly.

Liang Gongxu stood up and pinched his daughter's fat face: "Who are my father doing it for?"

Di'an patted his father's hand.

Chang'an immediately stepped forward to tidy up his clothes for His Highness.

Shoukang smiled and got up cautiously from the ground: "Does Your Highness want to change into a turtle-collared dress?"

Chang'an immediately took the mirror in a flattering manner.

Liang Gongxu looked at the dazzling red care on the neck of the person in the mirror, and unconsciously stroked the green onion fingers, as if the fox in the mirror was alarmed and looked at it slowly, really good.

Xiang Xinci's eyes met him in the mirror.

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Chapter completed!