The night was long and full of love.

Zhuge Mingkong finally knew that what a man said on the bed and off the bed could never be the same. It was just dawn when Rong Yu let Zhuge Mingkong go. She rubbed her small waist, which was exhausted again, sadly, and then lost her mind.

He fell asleep in a daze.

When she woke up, Zhuge Mingkong was so confused that she didn't know what year it was. She lay on the couch, opened her eyes, looked at the bright room, and then continued to close her eyes, preparing to sleep.

Rong Yu was beside him, looking at her and couldn't help but smile. Then he put his arms around her waist and placed his lips on her ear: "Are you sleeping well?"

"No." Zhuge Mingkong replied in a daze, approaching Rong Yu with his body completely unconscious.

The skin touched each other, and Rong Yu's eyes dimmed slightly. He turned over Zhuge Mingkong's body, and then gently attached himself to it.

Sensing the important point, Zhuge Mingkong immediately opened his eyes, his eyes reflected Rong Yu's beautiful face, and she looked into his dark eyes full of desire. She pushed him dissatisfied and said: "Don't touch me.

I'm exhausted."

"I'm not tired. You sleep on yours and I'll do mine." Rong Yu said, his lips attached to her body and slid gently.

Suddenly, Zhuge Mingkong's body started to fight. She pushed Rong Yu's body and said, "Rong Yu, I'm really tired. Can't you stop being so wolf-like and tiger-like?"

"No." Rong Yu kissed her lips before, with intoxicating tenderness in his eyes. Then his hand was attached to Zhuge Mingkong's abdomen, and he said warmly: "I want you to get pregnant as soon as possible, but we can't

What makes Feng Feitian so proud is that since Yuehua was born, he always showed off that he had a child when he saw me. I don't want to fall behind him, so I have to work harder."

Hearing this, Zhuge Mingkong was completely dumbfounded. She looked at Rong Yu and said speechlessly: "You two are both figures who shocked the four countries. Either one of you can make a huge wave. Can you not be so childish when facing each other?"

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"This is not childish." Rong Yu kissed her lips gently, gradually and deeply, with extreme tenderness. After a long time, he let go of Zhuge Mingkong, looked at her with a deep look, and said with a gentle smile: "Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people,

It seems a little funny, but being able to show off your child is also a kind of happiness, isn't it? Because I completely own you."

Hearing Rong Yu's words, Zhuge Mingkong couldn't help but smile, then put his arms around his neck and said warmly: "I'll indulge you again if I say this to you. Tomorrow, you want me to have a good rest!"

"Actually, as long as you have it, I will take time to let you rest."

As she spoke, the fire started burning again. Zhuge Mingkong's waist, which had not healed yet, felt unspeakably tired again. At this time, she completely understood why her mother always rubbed her waist before?

It turns out that this is a common problem after the blood is strong.

This time, the fire came and went quickly. Zhuge Mingkong was lying on the couch covered in sweat, panting. His eyes were slightly closed, and he seemed to be drowsy.

At this time, Rong Yu got up from the couch and slowly put on his clothes. Then he reached out and pulled Zhuge Mingkong up, helped her get dressed, and then hugged her.

Zhuge Mingkong leaned against Rong Yu's chest, hugged his neck, closed his eyes, and asked in a warm voice: "What's wrong? Where are you going?"

"Let's eat first, and then take a bath after dinner. I feel a little uncomfortable after being sweaty." Rong Yu said warmly.

"Yeah, that's fine." Zhuge Mingkong nodded, and then Rong Yu carried him to the kang bed.

Rong Yu knew that she was too lazy to even sit up now, so he sat behind her and supported her body. He called Rong Zheng, and Rong Yu told him to let Yue Lao cook some dishes. Then Ang Nuan came in with water.

Rong Yu helped the confused Zhuge Mingkong wash up casually.

After washing up, Zhuge Mingkong suddenly thought of something and opened his eyes. She turned to look at Rong Yu and asked aloud: "I have finally married into Prince Anling's palace. Do you want to go and pay respects to your fake relatives?"

Tea?"

"No need." Rong Yu smiled slightly, with indescribable nobility in his eyes: "The only people who can let you and I serve tea are each other's parents. I have no father and mother now. We will go to meet Uncle Ting and Xin in three days.

Just serve me some tea."

Rong Yu's words made Zhuge Mingkong somewhat silent. She pursed her lips slightly and said, "That's not good. To the outside world, those people are your elders after all!"

"It's okay. They know how to make trouble." Rong Yu smiled slightly, then tightly wrapped his hands around Zhuge Minggong's slender waist, rubbed his face against hers, and called out softly: "

Lady."

"Haha..." Zhuge Mingkong couldn't help but laugh when he heard Rong Yu's name. She stretched out her hand and placed it on Rong Yu's face, sliding her fingertips slightly, and said with a smile: "Ms. sir, this title feels so strange!"

"I think so too, it's better to be Mingkong, my Zhuge Mingkong." Rong Yu spoke softly, and then his lips were close to her ear, whispering softly: "Zhuge Mingkong, Zhuge Mingkong, Zhuge Mingkong,

Zhuge Mingkong, Zhuge Mingkong..."

Listening to Rong Yu's calls, Zhuge Mingkong felt as if his heart was filling up little by little, full and happy, as if the sun was growing in his heart, gentle to the extreme, and filled with a warmth that could not disappear.

The murmurs, filled with unspeakable feelings, brought out everything between them little by little.

One after another, each scene, whether it was happiness, sadness, or anything else, seemed to be profound at this time, but then faded away. In the end, the only thing left in each other's hearts was each other, and the names that only belonged to each other.

Whether it is Zhuge Mingkong or Rong Yu, these two names belong to them and each other.

No matter the past, present or future, no matter the edge of death, the past forgotten by the years, when time flies by, when memories come and go, the hands holding each other are still the only one, the only one for him and her.

After dinner, Zhuge Mingkong and Rong Yu took a bath together. At that time, Zhuge Mingkong thought about the first time he helped Rong Yu take a bath when he was a child. How could she have thought at that time that she and Rong Yu would spend years together?

, let alone imagine that she would fall in love with Rong Yu and be inseparable life or death.

After taking a bath, Zhuge Mingkong and Rong Yu sat on the roof and blew in the cold wind. Because while they were taking a bath, their room was occupied by a group of people headed by Feng Feitian and Zi.

Lying in Rong Yu's arms, Zhuge Mingkong looked at the dark sky and was slightly silent. Although they were sitting on the roof, there was already a layer of snow on the roof, so Rong Yu asked someone to lay two layers of soft cushions.

He reluctantly sat down.

The night wind was cold and cold, and Zhuge Mingkong unconsciously shrank into Rong Yu's arms. She held Rong Yu's hand, with an indescribable smile in her eyes.

"Hey, Lord of the village, Lord." Zi's voice came over. Zhuge Mingkong turned his head and saw Zi walking over in a dark purple brocade robe. He sat next to Rong Yu, tilting his head.

Looking at Zhuge Mingkong, there was a hint of tenderness in his smiling eyes: "Congratulations, Master Zhuge."

"Well, thank you." Zhuge Mingkong smiled slightly, then she looked at Zi and said, "How are you and Rouze doing?"

Hearing this, Zi smiled slightly and said: "She is a good girl. Maybe I will marry her. Like her, it should be natural, but after all, it is far from falling in love."

"In that case, treat him well." Zhuge Mingkong smiled softly, with an elegant look.

"If you don't like it after all, I will give you dozens more, and there will always be one you like." Rong Yu smiled slightly, his eyes crossed Zi, and his smile was profound.

Upon hearing this, the corner of Zi's mouth suddenly twitched, and then he looked at Zhuge Mingkong speechlessly and said: "Take care of your man, he is threatening me."

"I am thinking after my farewell. Prince Zichen is not a young man. He should stop thinking about other people's wives all day long and liking other people's wives. If the prince of a country is so immoral, this country will probably be hopeless.

"Prince Zichen must plan for Zichen Kingdom and be more ethical." Rong Yu said lightly, with an unchanging gentle smile on his beautiful face.

Zhuge Mingkong smiled slightly, knowing that Rong Yu's jealousy was overturned again.

After Zi heard this, the expression on his face became even more helpless. He shook his head and said: "Everyone is jealous and upsets the jealousy jar. King Anling is indeed a figure who shocked the four countries. This jealousy directly fell into jealousy."

Chi, I don’t even know whether I should rescue Prince Anling or not?”

"Prince Zichen is worried too much, it's better to go back as soon as possible!" After saying that, Rong Yu quickly tapped Zi's acupuncture points, and then said: "Rong Mo, send someone to send him back to Zichen, and find dozens of people on the way.

A beautiful woman will accompany him back."

"Yes, Master."

Rong Mo carried Zi and disappeared into the night. Zhuge Mingkong turned to look at Rong Yu, then stretched out his hand from his cloak and put it on his face. He smiled and said: "Rong Yu, you are not really jealous.

Come in!"

"If it hadn't been for those four years, you and he would never have had the chance to get to know each other." Rong Yu spoke up, his tone a little strange.

"Yes!" Zhuge Mingkong quickly admitted, lest Rong Yu become jealous and unable to get up.

"But now, it's useless for anyone to covet you. You are only mine after all." Rong Yu leaned over and kissed her deeply, and Zhuge Mingkong responded gently.

It's a snowy night and it's cold.

A gentle embrace, full of affection and warmth.

"Your Majesty, the emperor's decree has arrived." Rong Zheng's voice broke the affection between the two. Rong Yu quickly let go of Zhuge Mingkong, and then led her down from the roof.

Arriving at the main hall of Prince Anling's Mansion, Rong Hai stood there, bowed immediately when he saw the two of them, and then handed the imperial decree to Rong Yu: "Your Majesty, this is the imperial decree entrusted to you by the emperor."

"Thank you very much." Rong Yu took the imperial edict, opened it, and suddenly there was an unspeakable depth in his eyes.

Zhuge Mingkong saw that his expression was wrong and immediately took the imperial edict from his hand. The words on it made her stunned.
Chapter completed!