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Chapter 262

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    Huarong gritted her teeth, grabbed Xiang Ziyu's sleeves with both hands, stood on tiptoe, and bit Xiang Ziyu's lips directly.  He raised his eyebrows and left.

    "Here!" Huarong pursed her lips, feeling very happy, "This is for you!"

    Xiang Ziyu chuckled, and reached out to touch the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I didn't expect Madam to hold grudges like this."

    Huarong snorted softly, "Who told you to take advantage of me in public? It's really embarrassing!"

    Xiang Ziyu smiled, "You are my wife, this is not an advantage, if you are angry" Opening his arms, he said with a look of enjoyment, "You can come and take mine as my husband, I am not shy.  "

    "You!" Huarong was stunned for a few seconds, blushing, pointing at Xiang Ziyu, speechless.

    Xiang Ziyu took a step forward, grasped Huarong's fingers, and poked her heart, "Madam is so cute."

    "" Huarong looked at Xiang Ziyu, unable to get angry, she simply frowned, leaned forward, and bit Xiang Ziyu's bitten lip fiercely again.  Then leave triumphantly.

    Xiang Ziyu gasped, tsk, it hurts a little, but it's sweet in my heart.

    "Why didn't I find out that my wife was so fond of it before?" Xiang Ziyu touched the corner of his mouth deliberately.

    Huarong said seriously, "Here I'm teasing you, who told you to tease me first?!"

    "??" Xiang Ziyu short-circuited for a moment, and laughed happily, "Then madam, do you want to continue?"

    Xiang Ziyu leaned forward, which meant to let Huarong continue.

    Huarong pushed Xiang Ziyu, then squeezed his waist hard, "Chang it up! It's all broken, take care of it, come back tomorrow!"

    "Okay!" Xiang Ziyu replied cheerfully.

    Hua Lu, Deshun and the others who were carrying big and small bags were all dumbfounded. What kind of bullshit is this?  !  Can you pay attention to your image in public?  !

    An emperor, a concubine, tsk tsk tsk.

    Turned around the Chang'an streets and alleys, and went to the countryside to hunt in a mighty manner the next day. The ministers of the fifth rank and above in the entire Liang Kingdom could bring their families, so the momentum was even more powerful. I didn't know that I thought they would send troops to fight again.  .

    The outskirts are not far from Chang'an, and it takes about a day's journey to arrive. The site is very vast, and one after another domed yurts are built. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, the large and small domes build a unique  beauty.

    "Be careful." Xiang Ziyu supported Huarong and walked along the construction site under the envious eyes of the crowd, kicking stones that were in the way aside from time to time, for fear of scratching Huarong.

    Huarong leaned on Xiang Ziyu cautiously.  It's been almost eight months in a blink of an eye, and my body is getting heavier and heavier. When I wake up in the morning, I can hardly sit up, and I still need someone to support me.

    Xiang Ziyu also made fun of her clumsy bear-like appearance because of this.  Thinking of this, Huarong's inexplicable fire was re-outlined, rushing upwards.

    Then he slapped Xiang Ziyu's hand away, and angrily took two steps forward.

    Xiang Ziyu looked at his empty hands with a puzzled expression on his face. He chased after him in a few steps, followed behind, and asked cautiously, "What's wrong? Is there any discomfort?"

    "No!" Huarong spat out a word angrily, not wanting Xiang Ziyu to know that he was sulked because of a previous metaphor, that would be too petty, but the reality is that he just feels angry, especially inexplicable.

    Xiang Ziyu rubbed the back of his head, wondering what made this ancestor angry again?  After thinking about it for a long time, I still haven't figured it out.

    "Angry?" Xiang Ziyu walked up to Huarong in a few steps, with an innocent look on his face.

    But it was Xiang Ziyu's innocent face that made Huarong feel even smaller, and also more and more indescribably sullen, suffocating in her heart, feeling tight.

    "No." Huarong turned her head and denied it flatly, "You haven't done anything wrong, how could I be angry?!"

    Listening to the saying that the beautiful face is getting darker and darker, Xiang Ziyu smiled amusedly, "Whatever I did wrong, I must correct it for my husband, don't be angry, it will look ugly."

    Huarong's anger that had just subsided, because of the sentence "You've become ugly." He rushed up, "You're the only one who becomes ugly! You did nothing wrong, I was wrong."

    "" Xiang Ziyu snorted, unable to express his suffering. The woman who was so angry really couldn't be offended, "I'm ugly, I'm ugly. Is it okay to be ugly for your husband? Madam is responsible for being as beautiful as a flower."  , as a husband, how about just being responsible for making Madam happy?"

    Huarong glared at Xiang Ziyu, and couldn't help smiling, ?"Okay.  This is what you said.  "

    Xiang Ziyu patted his chest, "I said it for my husband! It's a promise."

    "Then" Huarong reached out and lifted Xiang Ziyu's chin, smiling slyly, "Why are you making me happy?"

    "Then" Xiang Ziyu asked sincerely, "How can Madam make you happy if she needs to be a husband?"

    "What do you think?" Huarong asked meaningfully, with an expression of "I'll give you a chance to show off".

    Xiang Ziyu clicked his tongue, thought about it seriously, and grasped Huarong's fingers, "Why don't you ask Madam to go somewhere with your husband?"

    Huarong raised her eyebrows, she couldn't help being curious, "Where?"

    "You'll know when you go to Madam." Xiang Ziyu smiled slyly.

    "That has to be said in advance, if it's not good, then it's not making me happy." Huarong thought for a while, and gave Xiang Ziyu a vaccination. She was not as easy to fool as before she entered the palace.

    Xiang Ziyu seemed to understand Huarong's implication, and he clutched his chest, making a sad appearance, "Madam, do you not trust your husband?"

    "That's not true." Huarong replied seriously, "I just think that I don't want to go out and lie down somewhere to feed mosquitoes this late at night."

    Xiang Ziyu smiled, "Madam, don't worry, there will be no mosquitoes today. If there are, how about cutting off the flesh for my husband and keeping mosquitoes away for my wife?"

    Huarong looked at Xiang Ziyu, a warm current flooded her body, she couldn't help smiling, it was extraordinarily brilliant, comparable to the galaxy in the sky.

    "But where exactly are you going?" Huarong followed Xiang Ziyu through most of the camp, until he reached the forest, and walked for a while, feeling a little confused.

    Xiang Ziyu displayed the spirit of refusing to say anything until he was killed at the destination, "Madam will know when she arrives."

    Huarong glanced at Xiang Ziyu, and knew to use this to prevaricate herself. She clenched her pink fists and made up her mind that if she didn't like it, she would not forgive him easily.

    "It's almost there." After walking for a while, Xiang Ziyu said suddenly, "Since it's a surprise, madam, close your eyes and prepare for your husband."

    Huarong looked around the empty forest, and after walking a few steps, there was half-leg-high grass. She frowned, but seeing Xiang Ziyu's sincere and serious face, she still closed her eyes slowly, but her hands kept  Holding on to Xiang Ziyu's sleeves tightly, Huarong is inevitably a little timid because he has experienced the darkness of the whole world.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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