Chapter 580: 580
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Wen Jiuxing blinked and ate the porridge handed by Xie Heng to her lips. The paste was not clear: "the silver ticket is not refundable."
Xie Heng's sword eyebrow slightly picked: "huh?"
Wen Jiu glanced at the bed, then raised his eyes to Xie Heng's eyes and said seriously, "those silver tickets were given to me when you entered the princess's house. You regret it too late. The silver tickets will not be returned if you leave."
Xie Heng put the atherosclerotic bowl on the table, picked up a plate of plum blossom cake and handed it to her. With a smile, he said, "you can't even remember me. You've never forgotten that you want to live with gold and silver."
His lips were slightly raised. Somehow, his words were a little sour.
Wen Jiu took a plum blossom cake and bit it. He couldn't help saying, "what are you sour?"
Xie Heng turned the white jade plate in his hand a few times. When he lifted his eyes and looked at the warm wine, her appearance was reflected in a pair of amber eyes. The eyes were faint and said, "if you kiss me, I won't be sour."
"What... Cough..." Wen Jiu almost choked on a mouthful of plum blossom cake and coughed several times before he came back.
She was puzzled and said, "do those subjects in Dayan know that you are such a... Frivolous person?"
"I don't know." Xie Heng put down the white jade plate, poured another cup of tea and handed it to her. "If you like, you can also try my heavy and heavy appearance."
What he said was too natural.
Warm wine didn't react at all.
She drank tea and half of the cup went into her throat before she realized it for a few minutes. She couldn't help lowering her voice and asked, "shouldn't you mean what I think?"
Xie Heng has a slender figure and a person like Yushu. He can't match the words heavy and heavy.
Of course, except... When.
Xie Heng picked slightly from the corner of his eye, "obviously that's what you think."
Wen Jiu suddenly felt that the tea lamp was a little hot, so he quickly put it aside. After a while, he slowed down, pretended to be calm and said, "full of nonsense! How do you know what I just thought? I just..."
"Naturally, it's warm in the spring night in the red tent. I know whether I'm light or heavy when I'm a real husband and wife."
Xie Heng interrupted her with a smile and directly connected.
When the sound fell, he slowly bent his head and approached the warm wine. The moment when his thin lips were about to touch the center of her eyebrows
Wen Jiu suddenly picked up the soft pillow on the side and hit him in the face, "presumptuous! Is this what you want?"
She has some unstable breath, her hair is messy and scattered, and she only wears a white lining. Speaking of such words, she doesn't have much momentum. Instead, it's like a cat exploding its hair, tender and soft. Xie Heng wants to hold it tightly in her arms so that she can be spoiled.
He was not angry when he was hit in the face with a pillow by warm wine. He stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.
Warm wine stuffed the soft pillow into his arms. His cheeks were red, but he had to pretend that he had not been affected at all. "It's not proper for you to talk to me and hug all day!"
When the waitresses on the side heard this, they bowed their heads and covered their ears and retreated.
They want to live a few more years.
Who can think that the Lord of Yan, who kills people without blinking an eye, will look like such a low brow, smiling, beating and scolding in front of his sweetheart?
If he is unhappy one day and kills them all, how good is that.
When the ladies went out, they closed the door.
In such a big room, only Wenjiu and Xie Heng were left.
The latter put the soft pillow aside and said with a smile in his voice, "does your highness like me to sit and talk, stand and talk, or... Lie down and talk?"
"You..."
Wen Jiu felt that as soon as he met this person, he became clumsy and completely different from being too lazy to talk to others before.
She really didn't know what to say at the moment. She held it for a long time before she said, "you'd better shut up!"
Xie Heng very obediently shut his mouth, but the man fell on Wen Jiu's knee, found a perfect and comfortable posture, looked up at her, "then I'll listen to your highness."
Wen Jiu couldn't help holding out his hand and pinching Xie Heng's face. "What's your face made of?" how can it be so thick?!
Before she could say the second half of the sentence, she was surprised by the skin like warm jade touched by her hand. The conversation turned in vain and became, "you are a dignified seven foot man. How can you maintain your face more tender than a little girl?"
Wen Jiu said, couldn't help but pinch it twice, and felt a general way in his heart: the little maids around didn't feel good like Xie Heng.
Xie Heng was pinched by her face and didn't make trouble. Instead, she was amused by her left sentence by sentence. Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly and said: "this time, your highness took the initiative."
Wenjiu's hand was still holding his face. At first glance, he suddenly reacted.
The next moment, I heard Xie Heng say, "Your Highness has to be responsible for me."
Wen Jiu thought it was too late to let go at this time. He simply rubbed Xie Heng's face. After one-time hand addiction, he withdrew his hand and asked him solemnly, "what do you want here?"
Xie Heng sat up and said, "take you home."
"Just for me, not for anything else?"
Wen Jiu looked into his eyes, trying to see something from it, and gently rubbed his hand under his sleeve.
Xie Heng looked at her and said clearly, "just for you."
"Then you wait..."
After warming the wine, he reached out and turned over the other soft pillow on the couch.
Xie Heng looked at her digging in the pillow and couldn't help but slightly eyebrow.
After a while, I saw her turn out an account book. For a moment, her mood was a little complicated.
Wen Jiu opened the account book and turned it from the last page. When he saw that half of the book had been torn away, his eyes were slightly sluggish, and then he continued to turn the front page.
Turning to one of the pages, she suddenly stopped, raised her eyes and asked him, "I used to have an engagement with your cousin, didn't I?"
Xie Heng didn't speak for a moment.
Wen Jiu said, "in the Western Chu Dynasty, I am your highness ba. What if I can let you enter the princess's house and return to Dayan?"
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Wen Jiuxing blinked and ate the porridge handed by Xie Heng to her lips. The paste was not clear: "the silver ticket is not refundable."
Xie Heng's sword eyebrow slightly picked: "huh?"
Wen Jiu glanced at the bed, then raised his eyes to Xie Heng's eyes and said seriously, "those silver tickets were given to me when you entered the princess's house. You regret it too late. The silver tickets will not be returned if you leave."
Xie Heng put the atherosclerotic bowl on the table, picked up a plate of plum blossom cake and handed it to her. With a smile, he said, "you can't even remember me. You've never forgotten that you want to live with gold and silver."
His lips were slightly raised. Somehow, his words were a little sour.
Wen Jiu took a plum blossom cake and bit it. He couldn't help saying, "what are you sour?"
Xie Heng turned the white jade plate in his hand a few times. When he lifted his eyes and looked at the warm wine, her appearance was reflected in a pair of amber eyes. The eyes were faint and said, "if you kiss me, I won't be sour."
"What... Cough..." Wen Jiu almost choked on a mouthful of plum blossom cake and coughed several times before he came back.
She was puzzled and said, "do those subjects in Dayan know that you are such a... Frivolous person?"
"I don't know." Xie Heng put down the white jade plate, poured another cup of tea and handed it to her. "If you like, you can also try my heavy and heavy appearance."
What he said was too natural.
Warm wine didn't react at all.
She drank tea and half of the cup went into her throat before she realized it for a few minutes. She couldn't help lowering her voice and asked, "shouldn't you mean what I think?"
Xie Heng has a slender figure and a person like Yushu. He can't match the words heavy and heavy.
Of course, except... When.
Xie Heng picked slightly from the corner of his eye, "obviously that's what you think."
Wen Jiu suddenly felt that the tea lamp was a little hot, so he quickly put it aside. After a while, he slowed down, pretended to be calm and said, "full of nonsense! How do you know what I just thought? I just..."
"Naturally, it's warm in the spring night in the red tent. I know whether I'm light or heavy when I'm a real husband and wife."
Xie Heng interrupted her with a smile and directly connected.
When the sound fell, he slowly bent his head and approached the warm wine. The moment when his thin lips were about to touch the center of her eyebrows
Wen Jiu suddenly picked up the soft pillow on the side and hit him in the face, "presumptuous! Is this what you want?"
She has some unstable breath, her hair is messy and scattered, and she only wears a white lining. Speaking of such words, she doesn't have much momentum. Instead, it's like a cat exploding its hair, tender and soft. Xie Heng wants to hold it tightly in her arms so that she can be spoiled.
He was not angry when he was hit in the face with a pillow by warm wine. He stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.
Warm wine stuffed the soft pillow into his arms. His cheeks were red, but he had to pretend that he had not been affected at all. "It's not proper for you to talk to me and hug all day!"
When the waitresses on the side heard this, they bowed their heads and covered their ears and retreated.
They want to live a few more years.
Who can think that the Lord of Yan, who kills people without blinking an eye, will look like such a low brow, smiling, beating and scolding in front of his sweetheart?
If he is unhappy one day and kills them all, how good is that.
When the ladies went out, they closed the door.
In such a big room, only Wenjiu and Xie Heng were left.
The latter put the soft pillow aside and said with a smile in his voice, "does your highness like me to sit and talk, stand and talk, or... Lie down and talk?"
"You..."
Wen Jiu felt that as soon as he met this person, he became clumsy and completely different from being too lazy to talk to others before.
She really didn't know what to say at the moment. She held it for a long time before she said, "you'd better shut up!"
Xie Heng very obediently shut his mouth, but the man fell on Wen Jiu's knee, found a perfect and comfortable posture, looked up at her, "then I'll listen to your highness."
Wen Jiu couldn't help holding out his hand and pinching Xie Heng's face. "What's your face made of?" how can it be so thick?!
Before she could say the second half of the sentence, she was surprised by the skin like warm jade touched by her hand. The conversation turned in vain and became, "you are a dignified seven foot man. How can you maintain your face more tender than a little girl?"
Wen Jiu said, couldn't help but pinch it twice, and felt a general way in his heart: the little maids around didn't feel good like Xie Heng.
Xie Heng was pinched by her face and didn't make trouble. Instead, she was amused by her left sentence by sentence. Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly and said: "this time, your highness took the initiative."
Wenjiu's hand was still holding his face. At first glance, he suddenly reacted.
The next moment, I heard Xie Heng say, "Your Highness has to be responsible for me."
Wen Jiu thought it was too late to let go at this time. He simply rubbed Xie Heng's face. After one-time hand addiction, he withdrew his hand and asked him solemnly, "what do you want here?"
Xie Heng sat up and said, "take you home."
"Just for me, not for anything else?"
Wen Jiu looked into his eyes, trying to see something from it, and gently rubbed his hand under his sleeve.
Xie Heng looked at her and said clearly, "just for you."
"Then you wait..."
After warming the wine, he reached out and turned over the other soft pillow on the couch.
Xie Heng looked at her digging in the pillow and couldn't help but slightly eyebrow.
After a while, I saw her turn out an account book. For a moment, her mood was a little complicated.
Wen Jiu opened the account book and turned it from the last page. When he saw that half of the book had been torn away, his eyes were slightly sluggish, and then he continued to turn the front page.
Turning to one of the pages, she suddenly stopped, raised her eyes and asked him, "I used to have an engagement with your cousin, didn't I?"
Xie Heng didn't speak for a moment.
Wen Jiu said, "in the Western Chu Dynasty, I am your highness ba. What if I can let you enter the princess's house and return to Dayan?"
Wen Jiuxing blinked and ate the porridge handed by Xie Heng to her lips. The paste was not clear: "the silver ticket is not refundable."Xie Heng's sword eyebrow slightly picked: "huh?"Wen Jiu glanced at the bed, then raised his eyes to Xie Heng's eyes and said seriously, "those silver tickets were given to me when you entered the princess's house. You regret it too late. The silver tickets will not be returned if you leave."Xie Heng put the atherosclerotic bowl on the table, picked up a plate of plum blossom cake and handed it to her. With a smile, he said, "you can't even remember me. You've never forgotten that you want to live with gold and silver."His lips were slightly raised. Somehow, his words were a little sour.Wen Jiu took a plum blossom cake and bit it. He couldn't help saying, "what are you sour?"Xie Heng turned the white jade plate in his hand a few times. When he lifted his eyes and looked at the warm wine, her appearance was reflected in a pair of amber eyes. The eyes were faint and said, "if you kiss me, I won't be sour.""What... Cough..." Wen Jiu almost choked on a mouthful of plum blossom cake and coughed several times before he came back.She was puzzled and said, "do those subjects in Dayan know that you are such a... Frivolous person?""I don't know." Xie Heng put down the white jade plate, poured another cup of tea and handed it to her. "If you like, you can also try my heavy and heavy appearance."What he said was too natural.Warm wine didn't react at all.She drank tea and half of the cup went into her throat before she realized it for a few minutes. She couldn't help lowering her voice and asked, "shouldn't you mean what I think?"Xie Heng has a slender figure and a person like Yushu. He can't match the words heavy and heavy.Of course, except... When.Xie Heng picked slightly from the corner of his eye, "obviously that's what you think."Wen Jiu suddenly felt that the tea lamp was a little hot, so he quickly put it aside. After a while, he slowed down, pretended to be calm and said, "full of nonsense! How do you know what I just thought? I just...""Naturally, it's warm in the spring night in the red tent. I know whether I'm light or heavy when I'm a real husband and wife."Xie Heng interrupted her with a smile and directly connected.When the sound fell, he slowly bent his head and approached the warm wine. The moment when his thin lips were about to touch the center of her eyebrowsWen Jiu suddenly picked up the soft pillow on the side and hit him in the face, "presumptuous! Is this what you want?"She has some unstable breath, her hair is messy and scattered, and she only wears a white lining. Speaking of such words, she doesn't have much momentum. Instead, it's like a cat exploding its hair, tender and soft. Xie Heng wants to hold it tightly in her arms so that she can be spoiled.He was not angry when he was hit in the face with a pillow by warm wine. He stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.Warm wine stuffed the soft pillow into his arms. His cheeks were red, but he had to pretend that he had not been affected at all. "It's not proper for you to talk to me and hug all day!"When the waitresses on the side heard this, they bowed their heads and covered their ears and retreated.They want to live a few more years.Who can think that the Lord of Yan, who kills people without blinking an eye, will look like such a low brow, smiling, beating and scolding in front of his sweetheart?If he is unhappy one day and kills them all, how good is that.When the ladies went out, they closed the door.In such a big room, only Wenjiu and Xie Heng were left.The latter put the soft pillow aside and said with a smile in his voice, "does your highness like me to sit and talk, stand and talk, or... Lie down and talk?""You..."Wen Jiu felt that as soon as he met this person, he became clumsy and completely different from being too lazy to talk to others before.She really didn't know what to say at the moment. She held it for a long time before she said, "you'd better shut up!"Xie Heng very obediently shut his mouth, but the man fell on Wen Jiu's knee, found a perfect and comfortable posture, looked up at her, "then I'll listen to your highness."Wen Jiu couldn't help holding out his hand and pinching Xie Heng's face. "What's your face made of?" how can it be so thick?!Before she could say the second half of the sentence, she was surprised by the skin like warm jade touched by her hand. The conversation turned in vain and became, "you are a dignified seven foot man. How can you maintain your face more tender than a little girl?"Wen Jiu said, couldn't help but pinch it twice, and felt a general way in his heart: the little maids around didn't feel good like Xie Heng.Xie Heng was pinched by her face and didn't make trouble. Instead, she was amused by her left sentence by sentence. Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly and said: "this time, your highness took the initiative."Wenjiu's hand was still holding his face. At first glance, he suddenly reacted.The next moment, I heard Xie Heng say, "Your Highness has to be responsible for me."Wen Jiu thought it was too late to let go at this time. He simply rubbed Xie Heng's face. After one-time hand addiction, he withdrew his hand and asked him solemnly, "what do you want here?"Xie Heng sat up and said, "take you home.""Just for me, not for anything else?"Wen Jiu looked into his eyes, trying to see something from it, and gently rubbed his hand under his sleeve.Xie Heng looked at her and said clearly, "just for you.""Then you wait..."After warming the wine, he reached out and turned over the other soft pillow on the couch.Xie Heng looked at her digging in the pillow and couldn't help but slightly eyebrow.After a while, I saw her turn out an account book. For a moment, her mood was a little complicated.Wen Jiu opened the account book and turned it from the last page. When he saw that half of the book had been torn away, his eyes were slightly sluggish, and then he continued to turn the front page.Turning to one of the pages, she suddenly stopped, raised her eyes and asked him, "I used to have an engagement with your cousin, didn't I?"Xie Heng didn't speak for a moment.Wen Jiu said, "in the Western Chu Dynasty, I am your highness ba. What if I can let you enter the princess's house and return to Dayan?"
