Fireworks were still on the outside. After Ye Song said "Happy New Year" to the girl Ying and the others, he went back to the room to rest. As soon as he entered the room, before he had time to light the lights, the fireworks outside were red and green, and Su Jing pressed Ye Song on the door.

Su Jing rubbed and sniffed her body. She couldn't help but itch, so she picked up his head and said with a funny look: "What do you want to do?"

Su Jing nodded firmly: "I want to."

Ye Song: "..."

Then he pressed it over and kissed Ye Song's lips and her chin and neck. Ye Song couldn't resist it. The breathing and body temperature in the dark became more and more sensitive. She opened her mouth and bit Su Jing's chin. Hearing that he groaned softly, then pulled her clothes and threw them on the ground. Ye Song pushed his chest, with some enthusiasm beating. Did the light of the fireworks outside shine, illuminating each other's vague outlines. She said: "Do you still have to sleep at such a late night? What are you doing..."

Su Jing said while busying her work: "Don't you know what I'm doing? Don't make trouble. I'm very busy now. I can sleep tomorrow. I want to eat you now..."

"What did you say?"

"I want to eat you."

Ye Song smiled and said, "I want to eat pears, right? Let me go and I will help you peel them."

"No need", Su Jing reached into her clothes, grabbed her chest softly, and smiled cunningly, "I already have it." After that, she leaned over and took it in.

When the two were in love, Su Jing raised Ye Song's legs and wrapped them on her waist, shrugged and pushed them in. The sudden filling was so full that Ye Song's legs were weak, and his whole body slowly sank down. This made Su Jing penetrate deeper and grind the flower center. Ye Song couldn't help but hug Su Jing's neck with both hands and hummed like crying. Su Jing raised her thighs and pressed her against the door, then broke in and out, and put all the roots down and exerted force. Ye Song almost curled up his toes and gritted his teeth and trembled. She lay on Su Jing's shoulder, unable to help but stick out her tongue to lick Su Jing's ears, and said, "Can't you go to the bed..."

"It's up to you." Su Jing hugged her and walked towards the bed. The two of them pressed each other tightly. As he walked, he messed up a pool of chun water in Ye Song's body. He put Ye Song on the bed and then pressed himself down.

When Ye Song was confused, he stroked his face with his hand, stroked his hair, and asked softly: "Su Jing, do you want a child very much? What if I can't give birth?" She understood the conclusion of her body. Although her body had wiped away the scars and had recovered as before, she had been whipped, dropped, hungry, and felt the loss of life bit by bit in the ice and snow. In addition, she was already cold, so it would not take a day or two to recover completely.

Perhaps, no matter how much she is treated, she will not be able to give birth to a child. Perhaps Su Jing and her children's wish to hang around her knees will eventually become empty.

Su Jing kissed her eyebrows and corners of her eyes and said, "Don't hurry, take your time, I'm willing to wait. If I can't give birth, don't give birth. Didn't you say that my sister-in-law was bleeding a lot when she gave birth? I don't want you to suffer such a crime... I think the world of both of you and me is also good..."

"Really?"

"I'm a dog."

"..." Ye Song twisted Su Jing's ears, "This doesn't sound like a good thing!"

Su Jing worked harder, which made Ye Song unable to twist his ears. He panted and said proudly: "Madam reacted quite quickly. Your husband is a dog, so the lady has to marry a dog and follow the dog."

Ye Song: "Then am I now?"

Su Jing: "..."

On the first day of the New Year, when she woke up, a hint of chill came into the window. Ye Song put on his cotton robe and opened the door. The wet and cold air immediately came. She squinted her eyes and saw that the whiteness outside was vaguely white, and snow was floating.

Su Jing was dressed neatly behind her, standing behind Ye Song in purple clothes. After the cold wind blew, she stretched out her arms and stretched out her big laziness. Then she put down her hands happily and leaned on Ye Song's shoulders and back as if boneless. Her arms were tightly wrapped around her, she narrowed her sleepy peach eyes and looked outside the room casually, saying, "Oh, it's snowing." The cold plum in the yard outside the room was fragrant. He tilted his head, his messy hair slid down from his shoulders, and his rosy lips touched Ye Song's face, and his expression satisfactory: "Baby, happy New Year. Did you still enjoy it last night? I woke up very early this morning and looked good. It is said that women who are often moisturized are the most beautiful, aren't they just talking about my wife?"

Ye Song felt at ease and steadily. He turned his head to look at him, but said with a funny look: "What happens if you don't talk smoothly for a day?"

Su Jing opened her eyes wide, and snow was flying all over the sky. Although it was plain, it seemed to be better than all the colors in the world. She said seriously: "It will cause the blood and blood in the body to be cold and then be afraid of the cold and get infected with the wind and cold..."

"Enough. You will be like this if you don't let you talk. You'll be fooled."

"It's true," Su Jing sniffed the breath on her body and said, "How can it be a smooth mouth? It's obviously the heartfelt words. If you don't let me say it, I will be in a mess, but my blood and energy are not smooth and my hands and feet are cold and then..."

Ye Song turned around and pinched his upper and lower lips with two fingers, preventing him from continuing, and said, "Go in and wash, and go to the dining hall to eat dumplings later."

Su Jing nodded with a smile.

After washing up, Ye Song saw that his hair was still a little messy, so he raised his hand to help him smooth his hair with his fingers. He picked up the jade hairpin on the dressing table and tied a loose bun. He looked much more energetic, radiant and very beautiful. Now Ye Song can also tie the same bun for him, and it is very well tied. She has spent her time studying it carefully, and it won't collapse even if it is tied up.

When Ye Song was pulling his hair for him, he also picked up a few things on the dressing table and sweared to gently put them in Ye Song's hair. When he arrived at the dining hall, Miss Ying and Bai Yu had just arrived, so he sat down together and ate the New Year dumplings that had just been set on the table.

Miss Ying sucked the dumplings and looked at the sparse snow outside, saying, "The snow in this city is too small, not as small as that in the mountains. The snow in the mountains is heavy snow. On the winter solstice, the forests were covered with snow-white."

Ye Song said: "No wonder you feel too cold."

After dinner, Miss Ying piled snowmen in the yard for a while. Bai Yu was nervous on the left and right, for fear that she would fall by accident. The snow was not heavy, and there was nothing to pile snowmen. After playing for a while, Miss Ying felt depressed. She plunged into the plum forest, cut off the plum blossom branches with Ye Song, and inserted them into the glass bottle in an orderly manner, which looked very beautiful. She put the glass bottle in the room, and the room was full of fragrance.

Miss Ying said: "Sister Ye, let me help you with good conditioning. I was negligent before. My sister's body had some cold symptoms and had to be excreted from the body to have a good body and a baby."

Ye Song asked: "Can it be good?"

Miss Ying patted her chest and said, "If you don't believe me, don't worry, I'll give you a recipe and slowly condition it will be done."

After the beginning of the year, the weather gradually warmed up and the warm chun gradually recovered. Miss Ying and Bai Yu had not lived in the palace for a longer time before returning to the Medicine King Valley. When they left, Ye Song also prepared a cart of warm items for her, and they were all equipped with food, clothing, and all the food, clothing, and use, for fear that Miss Ying would not live well in the Medicine King Valley.

Miss Ying left Ye Song with prescriptions for recuperation and many medicines that should be taken every day. Ye Song kept recuperation according to Miss Ying's instructions.

As Chun Day comes, there are various activities in the social circle of Susu. As the princes and princesses, Su Jing and Ye Song naturally have to attend or organize. For example, organize everyone to go to the garden, go outings in the suburbs and serve as judges of the Kite Festival.

When visiting the garden to enjoy the chun flowers, it was opened in the Bianzhuang of the royal palace. Because Bianzhuang was big enough, the pavilions and towers were arranged very carefully, and the flowers in the garden were blooming just in full bloom. Ye Song organized a tea party and invited some of the more famous ladies and ladies in the city to come. Of course, there are also many handsome young men from aristocratic families. At the tea party, if any wife fell in love with another lady or young men, there were some ways to inquire, and perhaps they could also achieve a happy marriage.

Ye Song wore a lot more formal wear on such occasions than at home. He wore a jade-colored peony brocade robe, a slanted bun, and a jade hairpin. He was decent and had a demeanor. Every frown and smile had the style of a great man. If she had never liked such a party in the past, but now she was inevitable. The royal mansion was not isolated in Gusu and needed social interactions in all aspects, and as the mistress of the royal mansion, she naturally had to be more active. Young ladies like to gather together a bunch of family matters, or some ladies went to privately to have a few jokes and talk to other ladies who were pleasing to the eyes to leave a preliminary impression.

Ye Song felt a little tired because all the wives around her were cherry-like women, and the dresses they wore were colorful and colorful. The air was filled with a sweet and powdery fragrance, which seemed to be about to overwhelm the fragrance of flowers, and what echoed in his ears was the laughter of women from time to time.

She drank a few cups of tea, said hello, and then went around elsewhere alone. Walking on a path, there were peach blossoms on both sides, sparsely falling over the path. She walked not far away, and looked up and saw several bright women standing under the peach tree, surrounding a young lady. The lady Ye Song recognized it at a glance, which was Wang Zhanyue.

Faced with the warm greetings of the women, Wang Zhanyue looked very cold, with cold eyes and cold eyes. Her inhumane posture was like a pure and clean snow lotus blooming on a cliff, and no one could touch her. As a result, the women asked in groups of three or three and a few words but failed to get Wang Zhanyue's response. After touching the wall, they felt bored and left again.

Ye Song could clearly hear that the women turned around and walked in another direction, saying some unpleasant gossip in their mouths.
Chapter completed!