Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

"The eldest sister doesn't know," Meng Eqiu pretended to be: "Although the second brother went out, he left me a homework before he left. He asked me to write a poem with the theme of red plum, when he came back to ask Check it out. But you know me, elder sister, it’s okay to ask me to make delicious cakes. It’s better to kill me if you call me poetry."

Meng Yihui covered her lips with a chuckle: "What's so difficult, my sister taught you."

"Good!" Meng Eqi immediately responded, and then said again: "But... it's about to spring, and there are very few beautiful red plums in the city. Even the plum blossoms in our house are few. I plan to go to Beijing A trip to the hot spring palace in the suburbs, there are countless Chimei, the scenery is unique, even if I want to come, I will be very prosperous!"

Meng Yihui hesitated, and she twitched her lips, but did not answer. This reaction was expected by Meng Yiqi. After all, Meng Yihui rarely willing to go out. Basically, her hobby is to shrink to read books and embroider in her boudoir. When Meng Yiqi is going to see the plum in the Beijing suburban palace, she will retreat somewhat.

Meng Hao pretended to lament: "The palace was usually not open to outsiders, only the royal family and nobles can go. I finally asked my uncle to be able to play with it, who knows that his second brother left me such a homework I listen to countless books in the palace, which is half of the library in the palace! I don’t like reading anyway, it’s better to accompany me to my elder sister, and then you can read the book, and I will enjoy the flowers. how about it?"

Meng Yihui is a man who loves books and becomes mad. She heard Meng Eqiu like this, her heart moved, and her expression became a little joyous. There must be a lot of solitary books in the collection of books in the palace. The past celebrities may have a glimpse of her, but Meng Yihui still hesitated: "But we... my mother would probably not agree?"

"How could the auntie disagree? As long as the elder sister went out with me to relax, the auntie might not be too happy! The elder sister had been in the cabinet for so long, she should go out and change her mood, right?"

Meng Yihui hesitated again and again and finally agreed to Meng Eqi. The eldest lady Yu Shi, Meng Yiqi sent someone to go, and the other party immediately promised, Yu Yu confessed: "If you want to live in the palace for two or three days, remember to bring some changed clothes to prepare for perfection."

Meng Yihui suddenly started to go out to relax, where did she not agree? Watching her daughter's gloomy days swept away, not only would the Jade not hinder, but instead they could return to the palace for more time.

Meng Yizhen also wanted to follow, but unfortunately, the body of the third lady seems to be not very good recently. She couldn't walk away, and she could only watch Meng's eyes happily packing up things. Meng Yilian may have been seriously thinking of Sichun recently. She is very hard working in the cabinet to study female red and piano chess painting and calligraphy. She is extremely diligent and hardworking. She is a good lady, and it must be related to Fang Bao's son.

At night, Meng Qiqi shrunk under the quilt of a beautiful cloud of blue and white, and watched Yan Sha bend over to count the things that Meng Zhiqi took to the palace this time.

"Yan Sha, you went to Qin House today to find Brother Qin. Why did he follow you later?"

Yansha put Meng Eqi's clothes neatly and put them in his pocket: "Mr. Qin looked very happy. The slave-in-law was just the elder sister's intention to invite him. Qin Gongzi happily punched a set of punches in the courtyard before giving up. ."

Meng Haoqi giggled in the bedding: "Have you brought me what I explained?"

"Of course, there is a sister! The slave and Qin Gongzi "Although Sister has this intention, but the face is thin, I urge Qin Gongzi not to expose it at this time, so that his daughter has no color on the house", Qin Gongzi still understands him."

Meng luxe was relieved, and he squeezed into the warm bed with satisfaction. Lin Guan suddenly remembered something in front of her: "Did you find Xie Cui? Didn't she go to the palace?"

"The slave maid has inquired. Princess Yongning did not know why, and went to Nie's house halfway. It seems that these people are living in Nie's house. It is estimated that some generals have a headache."

Meng 萋萋 oh, I felt that Nie Xuanxian was really pitiful, and it was enough for him to be entangled in trouble like Xie Cui just after the southern tour. Meng Haoqi gloated for a while, thinking about whether Sheng Jiayan should come to the post, so thinking about it for a while, had already lost his sleep.

She was asleep in this compartment, and General Nie's palace was very uneven.

Nie Xuanxian had just returned to his palace from the palace. When he arrived at the gate, he found that the old housekeeper had been standing there for a long time. A slight frost had fallen on his shoulder. Seeing that Nie Xuanxian had returned, he quickly greeted him: "General , The princess is here..."

"Princess?" Nie Xuanxian somehow raised his eyes and brows with a happy look, and even the dusty servants with him for a few days made him look more handsome. He didn't wait for the housekeeper to finish, he quickly walked into the house and said: "Is there any tea for the princess? Why is the princess coming so late? By the way, did she come alone?"

His voice came to an abrupt halt when he saw Xie Yaohua in the hall, which eventually turned into a surprise: "Is it you?"

Xie Yaohua was almost drowsy while sitting in the hall. Fortunately, when Nie Xuanxian came back, she raised her eyebrows and showed a trace of dissatisfaction: "What is it me? Not who else am I!? General Nie, you Is that how to entertain Princess Ben?"

Nie Xuanxian regained his spirit, his tough facial lines tightened, and he slightly lowered his head: "Weichen dare not, the princess respects driving away, please princess to punish."

Xie Yaohua snorted, and then she gave a yawn: "Go and tidy up a room for Princess Ben, and these two Japanese princesses will stay in your house."

Nie Xuanxian frowned: "Not right."

"What's wrong? My mother and I came out to look at the instrument, but now I come to Yiyi to hang on her second brother. I'm too lazy to visit her. It's not good to go back to the palace, just stay with you. Now, does General Nie have any objections?"

Nie Xuanxian calmed his expression: "Weichen dare not."

"Huh, I dare not be the best. What else is there, hurry and tell people to go. I have been tossing for half a day, and I am tired."

Nie Xuanxian stopped talking, and finally looked back to the housekeeper, and the housekeeper understood, and bowed down to arrange a room for Xie Yaohua.

Meng Wanqi lived for thousands of years, and had a very ambiguous dream for the first time in his life.

She dreamed of bathing with Sheng Jiayan in a warm pool. The lotus that had been basking in the pool for a long time soaked the water in the pool and floated on the surface of the water, exuding a faint fragrance of medicine. A few celadon incense burners were placed beside the white jade pool, and the burning smoke and mist were combined together, making people wonder where the incense came from. On the side of the tall clothes hangers were hanging the clothes they had fallen off, and there was a lot of mist between them. Meng Eqi and Sheng Jiayan were snuggling with each other.

Sheng Jiayan held the pandan-flavored soap corner in his hand and rubbed it gently on Mengqiu's body, making her tentacles smooth.

Sheng Jiayan's phoenix looked down, and the beautiful facial features were hidden between the light and dark lines, and his face was gentle. He asked: "How are you shaking?"

The atmosphere was too ambiguous. The surrounding temperature was dripping blood from Meng's burning face. She hummed a few words, and Sheng Jiayan didn't hear it, only echoed with a low laugh. This sound just touched on Meng Eqi's heartstrings.

He wiped Meng Eju's white and tender neck with a soft veil, inch by inch, and finally pulled down Meng Eqi's hands, seeming to regard her as a fragile treasure. There was a smile on his lips, and Meng Hao felt that he had a bit of bad intentions in his smile, and he wanted to pull his hand out. Where did Sheng Jiayan suddenly lower her head and kiss her fingertips, sucking gently, the feeling of crispness came from her fingertips, and Meng Eju was really trembling at this moment.

Meng Wanqi was sitting on the steps at the bottom of the warm pool. If Sheng Jiayan's hand rested on her waist seemingly, he chuckled close to Meng Qiqi who was almost paralyzed: "I wanted to do this long ago. ."

His low, hoarse smile revolved around his ears, and Meng Qiyue was in a trance, and he was already hugged and sat on his lap. The water in the pool was warm, and the soapy corners on the body were very slippery. Meng Eqiu habitually hugged Sheng Jiayan's neck, and the two were intimately attached. She snuggled up to Sheng Jiayan's shoulder, enjoying every inch of texture that Sheng Jiayan had touched her back.

His hand moved very flexibly over Meng Eqi's graceful waist, straight down, and finally Meng Eqi shivered slightly, tightening him more tightly.

Sheng Jiayan bowed his head, and Meng Eqiu had bright and delicious lips in his arms. He lowered his head to **** the thin rouge on her lips and kissed the scar on the corner of her eye.

Meng Yuqi didn't reject him, Sheng Jiayan showed a delighted expression, he leaned over and pressed Meng Yiqi by the pool, a hoarse voice called: "A Meng, my A Meng--"

Meng Yuqi responded softly, like the interaction between lovers.

"A Meng, will you lay an egg for me?"

Meng Haoqi awakened a bit: "What...what?"

Sheng Jiayan's expression is still gentle to hook people: "Why? You don't want to hatch a nest of dragons and phoenixes?"

"Hatch eggs...don't...I don't lay eggs..."

Meng Eqi suddenly awakened from the dream, the house was silent, the night outside was deep, she gasped lightly. She stumbled out of the bed and poured herself a pot of cold tea, which made her thinking clear.

She remembered the dreams and shook her head madly to get rid of these thoughts: "What the hell! Who wants to lay eggs! I am so mad!"

How could such a dream, she is crazy! It must have been poisoned by His Majesty the King too often to have such a wild thinking. Fortunately this is just a dream is not true, otherwise she...

Meng Haeqi took a long breath and re-drilled back into the quilt, closed his eyes and fell asleep, his face still glowing unnaturally.

The next day, when Meng Qiang got up, there was a pale blue under his eyes.

"Sister, you got up early this morning..." Yansha entered the room with warm water, and saw Meng Yingqi sitting at the table like a wandering soul, startled: "Sister didn't sleep well last night?"

Meng Wanqi waved his hand: "Have a nightmare."