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    The sun gradually rose, and there was at least some warmth in the cold air.  The winter solstice greeting process has been basically completed, and many married women have complained endlessly and are looking for a place to rest.

    The older lady¡¯s body can¡¯t bear it, but the younger one is fine.  Yu Qingjia had just regained her freedom, and before she could even breathe a sigh of relief, she was surrounded by all kinds of female relatives.

    Yu Qingjia is sixteen years old this year. To most of the ladies present, Yu Qingjia is younger than their daughters.  But now they have to stand behind a little girl and kneel down, and many of them don't look good.  Especially in the past six months, Murong Yan has been very aggressive. Almost everyone on the emperor's side has been killed. The in-law relationship between the court and China is complicated. Others will inevitably feel grudges when they see it.

    Although many people came forward to talk to Yu Qingjia, many people stood far away and looked at Yu Qingjia secretly.

    Because of Murong Yan, these ladies had preconceptions, and their eyes when looking at Yu Qingjia could not be said to be kind.  However, the more they watched, the more complicated their feelings became. It was well known all over the world that Prince Langya was good-looking. Recently, there was a rumor in Beijing that the new Princess Langya was also extremely beautiful.  The ladies secretly sneered when they heard this. Not everyone attended the wedding banquet at Langya Palace. The ladies who were not present thought scornfully, which of these aristocratic ladies in the capital is not a beauty? As long as a woman is young, she will never be bad.  Where to go.  Princess Langya dared to praise her in front of so many aristocratic families in Yecheng. It was too much.

    However, at today's court meeting, all the famous officials and wives in Yecheng were present. This was also the first time that Yu Qingjia appeared in front of everyone as Princess Langya.  Many ladies were speechless when they saw the woman at the front.

    This is Princess Langya?

    Today, Yu Qingjia is wearing a ceremonious flower hairpin and Zhai clothes, and she is wearing a jingle ring when walking, which is grand and gorgeous.  And she has a glamorous appearance. Her plain clothes are as fresh and gentle as a hibiscus, and her attire immediately shows the beauty of her facial features. The corners of her eyes are slightly hooked, her skin is snowy and her lips are red, and her eyes are dark. Just standing there, she doesn't say no.  Laughter is enough to shock people.

    Although Yu Qingjia has rich facial features, she is not aggressive or enchanting.  To put it mildly, Yu Qingjia knew at a glance that ordinary people could not afford to raise her. She was unusually beautiful and had an air of immortality. Only the emperor's family could accept the kindness of such a beauty.

    The wife who once mocked Yu Qingjia for asking her to be a child swallowed her words silently. It turned out that they were the ones responsible for raising her child.  With such a person in front of you, who else dares to say that he is a beauty?  The name poppy is well-deserved.

    Since Yu Qingjia¡¯s wedding, poppy-shaped round fans have become popular in Beijing.  Princess Langya used a round fan to cover her face, and everyone rushed to follow her.

    Yu Qingjia was talking to the female relatives, but there were more and more people around her, not decreasing at all.  She sighed quietly. Murong Yan couldn't stop last night. She got up early today and stood all morning with such heavy clothes. Yu Qingjia felt that her waist was about to break.  She secretly thought that she would have to find a chance to escape later and go to the side hall to catch her breath.

    As soon as this thought came to an end, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the hall.  Yu Qingjia turned around in surprise, and the hairpin on her head jingled with her movements.  There was a sudden noise outside the door. Many people were running around. The ladies were a little panicked. The people who had been surrounding Yu Qingjia just dispersed in a hurry, and they all hid far away.

    Yu Qingjia stood alone in the center of the hall. With a solemn face, she turned her head and gave a few instructions to a eunuch, sending him outside to inquire for information.  The eunuch responded calmly and left quickly.  After the little eunuch left, Yu Qingjia looked around the hall and glanced at everyone. There was no expression on her face, but she suddenly nodded and smiled when she spoke. Suddenly, it was like ice melting and snow melting, and the sky broke: "Ladies, I'm surprised, but it's just that  The situation outside is unclear now and may be dangerous, so Mrs. Youlao will take shelter in the palace for a while."

    After Yu Qingjia finished speaking, she didn¡¯t even wait for anyone¡¯s reaction before she said, ¡°Bai Rong, ladies, please go and have a rest.¡±

    "yes."

    The ladies were choked with words, and they smiled reluctantly, knowing that they would not be able to get out today.  Sure enough, it is not true that a family does not stay in the same house. Yu Qingjia looks young, but when it comes to evil deeds, she is no worse than her husband.

    The situation outside is unknown, but according to the experience of the relatives in Yecheng, it is probably because of the palace change.  At this juncture, a change in the palace might be bad, even a fool would know.  But Yu Qingjia stopped all of them. If the person who caused the trouble was someone from the court, then the female relatives present would be the best hostages.

    The noble ladies were half invited and half held hostage to "rest". The hall was chaotic for a moment, but soon became quiet.  After Yu Qingjia took care of these people, he couldn't help but look in the direction of Hanyuan Hall, with worry in his eyes.

    An important day like the winter solstice happened suddenlyWhen Princess ?Ya threw herself into King Langya's arms, even Mrs. Zaifu, an old man, wanted to sigh when she saw her.

    ¡°They are two, one is seventeen and the other is sixteen this year.

    At this moment, the death knell sounded on the high platform.  Mrs. Zaifu looked up blankly and saw that white flags had been hung on the bronze bird platform, and fine snow particles fell from the sky.

    "Your Majesty, you have passed away."

    Yu Qingjia and Murong Yan returned home. As soon as they returned to their house, Yu Qingjia immediately asked the maid to boil water and get medicine.  She frowned and started to take off Murong Yan's clothes.

    Murong Yan raised her eyebrows and said, "Is the princess so enthusiastic today?"

    "Don't come here." Yu Qingjia's face was still cold, and she glared at Murong Yan rudely, "Take off your clothes quickly."

    The scene seemed familiar, the dialogue seemed familiar, Murong Yan took a deep look at Yu Qingjia, and this time without any nonsense, he unbuttoned his clothes neatly.

    Murong Yan was so cooperative that Yu Qingjia felt a little embarrassed.  She later recalled that she had also said similar rude words to Murong Yan when Murong Yan was recuperating behind her house at Yu's house in Yanzhou.

    Yu Qingjia coughed and looked at Murong Yan's wounds seriously.  He hurt his back last time, and this time he hurt his side.  Yu Qingjia felt distressed when she saw the hideous wound. She gently touched the edge of the scar and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

    Murong Yan didn't pause at all, and nodded calmly: "It hurts."

    Yu Qingjia glared at him hard, knowing clearly that he was deliberately trying to be pitiful, but when she saw the wound, Yu Qingjia still felt extremely distressed.  The maid had already put the medicine and wine aside and quietly retreated. Yu Qingjia dipped her handkerchief in the wine and wiped the blood from the wound bit by bit.

    Yu Qingjia leaned closer, and her breath gently hit Murong Yan's upper body, which was more painful than the wound.  Murong Yan tolerated it for a while, but then his hands began to be dishonest.

    Yu Qingjia was busy disinfecting and bandaging her hands and had no time to pay attention to Murong Yan, so she let him go.  After she applied medicine to the wound and wrapped it in clean cotton, she found that her solemn Zhai clothes had been untied in a mess, and her jade pendant and other items were thrown on the floor.

    Yu Qingjia didn't know whether to be angry or helpless. She pressed Murong Yan's hand and said helplessly: "Why are you acting like a child? Sit tight and don't make trouble."

    Murong Yan held her belt with one hand, and with a flick of her slender fingers, the belt loosened.  Murong Yan slowly untied his belt and asked, "What if I don't?"

    Yu Qingjia was dumbfounded and looked at him speechlessly.  If Murong Yan didn't, she really couldn't do anything to him.  Yu Qingjia sighed and sincerely advised him: "Stop making trouble, you are injured now, you can't do it."

    Murong Yan raised his eyebrows when he heard that word, and immediately pushed Yu Qingjia onto the bed, narrowing his eyes: "What did you say?"

    Yu Qingjia was caught off guard and was knocked down. She screamed a little and tried to get up but was pushed down again.  She regretted her quick words, so she tried to explain: "I'm not saying you can't do it, I mean your left rib is injured and you can't exert force Okay, I actually think about you Okay, okay, I'm wrong  Got it!"

    Yu Qingjia quickly grabbed Murong Yan's hand. In just a short moment, she was about to burst into tears.  Her eyes were watery and moist, and looking at them made people full of the desire to bully.

    "I'm wrong? Let me out quickly." Yu Qingjia's voice was full of tears, her voice was aggrieved, and the ending was delicate. Although she was begging for mercy, it only made people want to bully her more.  Murong Yan leaned over and hugged Yu Qingjia's back, and threw the obstructing clothing material to the ground. Maybe it accidentally touched the wound, and Murong Yan's eyebrows moved slightly.

    Yu Qingjia noticed it immediately. She said in a delicate voice, "You have injuries on your ribs and you can't use your arms."

    "It doesn't matter."

    How could this not have an impact? Murong Yan acted completely calm in front of others, but Yu Qingjia could see how serious his wounds were.  Murong Yan was full of energy and extremely talented in sports. Ever since the two of them got married, he had been out of control. He worked hard on this sport in bed, and his skills became more and more perfect.  Yu Qingjia knew she couldn't persuade him, so she bit her lip and suddenly said in a low voice: "How about I do it."

    Murong Yan's hand stopped, as if his brain couldn't process this sentence, and he was confused for a long time.

    Yu Qingjia gently pushed Murong Yan's uninjured arm, blushing almost to the point of bleeding: "I heard that it's okay for a woman to be on top" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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