Chapter 605: I just dare not dare to touch it, it's really suffering

Nan Jing followed Song Rou to the deserted grove.
After listening to Song Rou's intentions, he was surprised: "You want me to be loyal to Chu Huainan?!"
"Yes."
"Miss Song Xiu wants to joke. I am now a prince who is in charge of the imperial army. Even if Chu Huainan becomes a throne, it will not give me any benefit. What's more, he is only a commoner now. He wants to come back to the throne, it is as difficult as heaven!"
"I have my own way to support him as the emperor. It's just one of the steps. It needs to be in harmony with the husband. His Royal Highness Jinkou Yuyan promised him that after he successfully ascended the throne, I would like to give him the title of Lord Anguo."
National Gong Title...
Nan Jing was a little moved.
Song Rou put his subtle expression into his eyes, and continued: "Chu Huaixiu is so addicted to female sex, it is a shame to betray the kindness of Master Ma's counseling for him. If the person in charge of this evening is my Royal Highness, he will definitely be willing to punish him. Kill Xiao Yi and Gu Chongshan, and then grant Xiao Yi's military power to Lord Ma..."
Xiao Yi's military power...
Nan Jing's heart shook.
He really hated Chu Huaixiu's insistence on going his own way and refused to kill Xiao Yi.
If you followed Chu Huainan, if Chu Huainan would listen to his opinion...
He frowned, and said with a serious face: "Miss Song, Chu Huainan was deposed as a commoner by the first emperor. His name is not righteous, and there is no reason to re-enforce it."
"What if it is right?"
Behind the tree, a person suddenly walked out.
Nan Yan held a bright yellow imperial decree with a coquettish smile: "Before the first emperor died, he gave me the imperial edict to re-canonize Chu Huainan as the prince. If this imperial edict is announced to the world, then Chu Huainan will be right to the throne!"
Nan Jing was completely stunned.
He never expected that Nan Yan still had the imperial edict left by the emperor!
Yes, his sister Bingxue has always been smart. She must have been afraid of being murdered by Chu Huaixiu, so she secretly hid the imperial edict, and has not made it public for so long.
Now that Gu Chongshan saw that she was leaving Nanyue and her backer was about to leave, she was eager to find a new backer, so he joined with Song Rou and came to the hunting ground to persuade him, and together support Chu Huainan to become emperor.
He squeezed his fists tightly, with thousands of emotions intertwined in his heart.
Song Rou's serious expression: "His Royal Highness and I are already married. He became the queen and he became the queen. Lord Ma, the queen in this palace, I beg you to help your Royal Highness?"
After finishing speaking, he knelt down towards Nanjing!
Nan Jing hurriedly supported her.
He swallowed: "Miss Song, please don't do this."
With that said, his eyes were full of excitement.
If Chu Huainan is the emperor, then Song Rou is the queen. When the queen actually kneeled for him, Nan Jing really reached the pinnacle of his life!
Song Rou begged with all her face: "Sir, help or not?"
The cold wind passed by, blowing off a few handfuls of snow from the pine trees.
Nan Yan looked at Nan Jing, who was pretending to be indecisive, and sneered.
How Nan Jing would choose, she knew everything with her ass.
As Nan Jing and Song Rou continued to discuss the details, she looked far away.
The monster Gu Yu, looking up at the night sky, a cloud of snow fell from the treetops and hit his big face plate. It was obviously a more ugly and terrifying monster than a ghost, but he was frightened by the snow ball and screamed and jumped quickly. .
She looked at it, feeling strange in her heart.
These days, the more she gets along with Gu Yu, the more restless her heart becomes.
She has no friends, and no one talks about it. Maybe she can consult with Nan Baoyi tomorrow.
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the other side.
After the bonfire banquet ended, Nan Baoyi returned to the camp and passed away, wearing a thin silk bedding, sitting on the bed behind the screen with his knees.
Han Yanliang said, the way of husband and wife is that you retreat and I enter.
Han Yanliang also said that if you are a wife, you don't need to be married and follow your child from death to death, or you can play tricks with your husband, or you can tell your husband to learn how to marry a wife.
Han Yanliang even said that after the cold war between the two sides, being able to coax each other well is not a skill, but that the other party can coax you in turn.
Nan Baoyi has never heard these remarks.
She tasted it repeatedly, and it seemed to make sense.
So when Xiao Yi came back, she still sat with her knees folded, just raised her eyelids and glanced at him faintly, instead of leaning forward and asking for warmth as usual.
Xiao Yi walked around blankly, and then sat at the table to read.
I thought that the little girl would coax him like the previous two days, slap him in a cold and inquisitive manner, flatter him in various ways, and even serve him supper herself.
But after he had read the book for a quarter of an hour, Nan Jiaojiao was not only silent, but also lying on her side facing the screen, leaving him with a hard back.
Xiao Yi held the hand of the scroll and unconsciously rubbed the cover of the book.
He glanced at the little girl's back, and then at...
After waiting another quarter of an hour, the little girl remained silent.
Xiao Yi couldn't wait any longer.
He closed the scroll, Dan Feng's eyes flashed cold.
His Nan Jiaojiao has always been well-behaved and gentle, and she must have been instilled with strange thoughts when playing with Han Yanliang tonight.
His Nan Jiaojiao was originally simple and shy, but was abetted by Han Yanliang and Jiang Suihan all day, so she only learned to wear light pink pockets, and she also learned many bad things.
Xiao Yi got on the couch.
He wondered how Nan Jiaojiao looked at Shen Yichao's collarbone tonight, so he deliberately pulled open the collar of the placket and took a photo with the bronze mirror, which was quite satisfying.
He pushed the little girl's back: "Get up."
Nan Baoyi slept in a daze, and said unhappily, "It's on fire..."
"I'm thirsty. Go and bring me tea."
These days, Nan Jiaojiao is obedient to him.
Even if he wakes up thirsty in the middle of the night, she will immediately and diligently bring him tea.
however--
"You don't have long hands."
This time, Nan Jiaojiao was very upset.
She rolled the quilt and rolled more and more to the side of the bed.
Xiao Yi sat there alone.
In silence, he buttoned the placket again, tilting his head to look at his little girl.
Because the tent is warm and she likes not wearing bedclothes when she sleeps, Jinbei can only cover her waist. Under the dim lights, her lines and arcs are elegant and beautiful, her scented shoulders are white and round, and her neck is white and slender. His long hair spread out between the pillows, showing a charming side face that made him feel uncomfortable.
But he knew that he couldn't.
Over the past few days, he has read Nan Jiaojiao's little thoughts and gentleness, and enjoyed her diligent service, even if he hasn't blamed her for a long time, he still deliberately supported her with a straight face.
Now, even if he wants to have a good time with her, he can't help it.
Only dare not to dare to touch, really suffering.
When Xiao Yi lay down, he raised his hand to push away the green silk scattered on the girl's back.
Fingertips outlined the butterfly bones on her back, and he couldn't help but finally couldn't help but bow his head to kiss.
In the dimly lit tent, the man suppressed his desire and only dared to kiss her back cautiously.
But the more he kissed, the wildfire in his heart burned crazily.
Drink poison to quench thirst, but so.
Xiao Yi closed his eyes, breathing slightly.
If Nan Jiaojiao doesn't help him, he can only come by himself...
Three quarters later.
Nan Baoyi quietly curled her mouth while listening to a relaxed sigh from behind.
Oh, man.
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There is still a chapter, and there are hundreds of words to finish, everyone will read it tomorrow morning,