This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

On New Year's Eve, there was a peaceful atmosphere in the palace.

The first day of the first lunar month, the beginning of the new year.

The age of the year, the age of the moon, and the age of the sun.

Although they kept the New Year's Eve all night, everyone in the palace still got up early. Only the yard of their own prince was always quiet, and no one dared to disturb them.

Tsing Yi has always been snooze, and in the days when he went to the demon world, although he didn't say he was intrigued all day, he really didn't have a comfortable day, both stomach and heart.

After coming back, I was so tired with my old white face that Jiaohua almost fell apart. After the New Year's Eve dinner yesterday, the two went back to the room and did something shameless and embarrassed.

What a vicious and arrogant sister!

I don't even know what it means to admit defeat. I always remember to eat and not fight. I always feel that I can dominate the bed, but I am still unrepentant after being taught by the old white face countless times.

Xiao Juejue felt short, woke up early, looked down at the octopus-like little guy in his arms, and a smile crept into his eyes.

Her sleeping position has always been strange, and her clinging sleeping position is comparable to her abrasive temperament.

At this moment, all four claws were used to wrap him tightly, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Thinking of that confession last night, the whole heart room is full.

Tsing Yi, love Xiao Jue.

Her obsession with Beiyin may be due to her involuntary closeness due to the real fire of Lingtai.

But for Xiao Jue, he really loves him.

This is the little daughter-in-law that he tried so hard to deceive back with his old face.

Putting her unruly hands and feet back, Xiao Jue tried his best to be slow and gentle, and slowly took her into his arms.

Looking at her cute little appearance in a confused dream, it was like a kitten's paw scratching her heart.

How can you be so cute.

Xiao Jue carefully lowered his head and kissed the tip of her nose lightly.

She mumbled something like a dream, but as soon as the glutinous little nasal sound came, something seemed to explode in his body, and he began to scream.

Uncontrollably hugged her tightly, fearing to wake up, all the veins on her arms popped up, as if she was hugging a fragile and fragile porcelain.

His lips just touched it, and he was just about to move. Suddenly I heard Tsing Yi muttered impatiently, as if a sweet dream was disturbed, and the beautiful brows were all knitted together.

Xiao Jue just wanted to retreat.

Tsing Yi suddenly grunted restlessly and irritably, and kicked his long legs.

A muffled sound.

The ghost knows where she kicked.

"Well…"

The Great Emperor hunched up, and for a moment he lost all thought, buried his face in the pillow, and clenched his fists tightly.

Tsing Yi opened his eyes in a confused dream, with a fierce expression on his little face.

She was sleeping soundly, and always felt that there was an annoying old mosquito buzzing in her ear, and the old mosquito was still breathing.

She was so angry that she wanted to squeeze the mosquito into pieces.

She opened her eyes and found that she had just been dreaming, but she was still very depressed. Damn old mosquito, disturbing her dream!

Looking around, the wicked woman jumped in shock, "Old white face, what's wrong with you!"

The Great Emperor buried his head in the pillow, and the veins on his clenched fists were sticking out, and even his neck was flushed.

what's wrong?

In my sleep, you almost made your man unstoppable!

"No, it's fine." Xiao Jue took a deep breath, maintained an elegant and calm smile, and raised his head.

But ignore the twitching corners of his mouth.

Tsing Yi's beautiful eyes flashed, and his little head was spinning rapidly, and he didn't know what ghost-obsessed sun-eye thing came to mind. Staring at him lovingly, with a thief-like smile on his face: "Could it be that seeing this seat's sleeping face is too sweet, your **** is sprouting, and you are so depressed that your heart is broken?"

Sleeping pictures...sweet?

Xiao Jue looked at her secretly, do you have any misunderstanding about your sleeping position?

"Oh, just say what you want, why do you hold back! Come, come, the day's plan is in the morning, get up!"

The wicked woman hurriedly lifted the quilt, but the great emperor couldn't stop it, and covered his face with unrequited love.

After a short scream.

Tsing Yi honestly pulled the little quilt back and covered him carefully.

"Ajue, I was wrong."

"Huh?" Xiao Jue still didn't let go of his hand covering his face. He looked at her through his fingers and thought expressionlessly: Has his conscience awakened?

He adjusted his posture slightly, ready to listen to the confession of this little troublemaker.

Almost turned your man into a eunuch, you can do it!

Tsing Yi looked at him with sad eyes, and there was still a little bit of... patience and disgust.

Xiao Jue frowned, what does this look mean?

Tsing Yi took a deep breath and said, "Do what you should do at any age, don't force it."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, we don't despise you either."

"Wives don't think husbands are ugly, children don't think fathers are poor..."

"This person will have a hard injury in his later years. If it's a big deal, let's go to the old man Zixiao to practice a few more medicinal herbs to make up for it."

Xiao Jue had blue veins on his forehead, and his face was fluctuating.

The wicked woman didn't realize it, she thought she was caring and patted his chest, "If you can't do it in the future, tell me, I can still laugh at you, sigh... Men are good face, old men are better, now let's take it off. Bar."

Xiao Jue couldn't listen anymore, and sealed his lips.

You **** little troublemaker, stop talking!

To the end of the pretense, he still didn't act pretentious. After all, the Great Emperor was also a normal man. He had been served by severed sons and grandsons, so how could he be as healthy as ever?

The Great Emperor's gloomy face, in the playful and contemptuous eyes of his little daughter-in-law, got up and dressed angrily.

He let out a sigh of relief, turned around, and kept a considerate and gentle smile as he waited on his little daughter-in-law to get up.

Gee, humble.

After tidying up and leaving the room, Tsing Yi growled with hunger, having already digested what he ate last night.

The two were talking and laughing, and when Greasy reached the gate of the courtyard, they saw Lingfeng sneakily squatting on the side.

"If you don't cultivate your spirit, what are you doing in the haystack? Are you picking ganoderma lucidum for your family's Kunwu?"

Lingfeng hurriedly jumped out, thinking in his heart: You two can be considered a wave in place.

"Queen, don't make fun of me!" Lingfeng muttered, with a serious face, "Your Majesty, the Xiao family has come, and they've been waiting in the main hall for a long time."

Xiao family?

Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment, only to realize what Lingfeng said.

Xiao Jue's mother clan in the world.

"What are they doing here in the morning? What are you doing running through the door?"

Morning?

Evil woman, do you want to see where the sun is before you say that again?

"It's just... stalking the door." Lingfeng muttered: "On the first day of the first lunar month in the world, isn't it just for relatives to stalk the door?"

"Why so many breaking the rules." Tsing Yi muttered impatiently.

"Your Majesty, look..." Lingfeng swallowed and asked carefully.

Xiao Jue took his little daughter-in-law's hand and walked straight out, "If they want to wait, let them wait, and no one can let my wife starve to accompany her."

[Author's digression]: Chapter 2