Your Highness, You Stole My Heart+Extra Story

Fa Yi then thought of a way, "Maybe your Highness tell Jail Jiu about the princes? This time, Jao Jiu still has some doubts about the Quanzhou case." When she asked questions, she always had to answer them.Now that he can answer, he won't just jump out word by word.

Peng Ji, however, opened her half-closed eyes, and looked at her face on the side, "Huh? Didn't Brother Dahuang do the Quanzhou case?"

Speaking of the imperial brothers, Peng Ji didn't want to mention them in this good atmosphere.Of the five elder brothers, none of them had good intentions, and none of them wanted to make himself feel better.

Originally, thinking of these things made her heart cold, but since she learned that she might not be her father and daughter, these elder brothers are no longer her own brothers.Thinking about it this way, the coldness that those people brought to him has also weakened a bit.

If it wasn't his own, the father could still be called an adoptive father, and the brothers who didn't have any good intentions were no different from passers-by.

After all, it is much easier for people without blood relationship to hurt themselves than for people with blood relationship to bully themselves.

But when it comes to it, it still has a bad atmosphere.

Fayi's hand gently moved her lower abdomen non-stop, and she saw that Peng Ji seemed to have regained some energy, so she knew that her method had worked.That's why His Highness said such a long speech. "Naturally, it is inseparable from the eldest prince. Just now, Master Chunxi sent the letters between the former prefect Liu and the King of England, which is enough to prove that the one million taels of silver that the former prefect Liu seized in Quanzhou every year was indeed from the into the residence of His Royal Highness the King."

As she talked, seeing Peng Ji's slightly tired face, she lost her mind.

The red lip color in the past has faded a lot now, as if there is a lot of water in the lips, but it is rare for His Highness.

She should have let His Highness rest earlier, but she was still reluctant. She was very conflicted.I want His Highness to rest well, but I also hope that His Highness can talk to me more, so that I can feel my presence.

She was still too selfish, so selfish that she followed her own will and pestered His Highness to say a few more words.

Peng Ji was still waiting for the next word, but saw the man staring at her distractedly, "Why did the son-in-law ask about the rest of the imperial brothers?"

Fa Yi looked at the opening and closing of the lips, bowed his head and pecked heavily on the pale lips, and let out a chirping sound.

Seeing the other person's dazed eyes, coupled with that slightly pale face, she felt full of love in her heart, so she pecked at the pale lips again.

"Just talking about something, the son-in-law started messing around again." Peng Ji suppressed her joy and seemed to be angry.

But his eyes were embarrassed to look at Fa Yi again, and he turned his back to Fa Yi.

After confirming that the people behind him could no longer see his face, he released his smile.

After realizing what she did, Peng Ji felt that there might be something wrong with her brain.

Joy is joy, why would you be ashamed to let her know?The two are an aboveboard husband and wife, so what is there to be ashamed of?But if she turned back again, the shame in her heart would be even worse.

She didn't want this person to know that she was shy in her heart, she always felt that it would make others inferior.

She has never had a lover, and has only read some scriptures, but she still doesn't know how to get along with the son-in-law.

Before opening the mansion, the nanny in the palace only taught some chuang things, even here, the nanny was very vague back then, and said that she didn't need to know too much, the future son-in-law would know everything.

The storybook is also full of unspeakable words, just like the storybook of the female prime minister she had read, it was normal in the early stage, but after the incident between the two of them, the author just wrote some unspeakable words Sweet talk, sometimes I just look at those words, it makes people blush.

Now if she is allowed to say those dirty words after being kissed, it is better to let her lie down and let her be at the mercy of the son-in-law.

But Fa Yi is not the kind of person who knows how to sleep after being slapped by the Buddha. Seeing that the other party left her back, he also moved over, smirking like a sweet potato, and stuck his body on it, wrapping his arms around Passing Peng Ji's waist, resting on her stomach, continuing her previous movements.

He still said good things for the other party, "Your Highness, rub the prison wine for you, and tomorrow will be much better."

Peng Ji snorted, "The son-in-law's hand, could it be more effective than the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor? If so, the son-in-law would have been dragged to the imperial hospital long ago."

Even though the two were close together, Fa Yi could even feel the heat from Peng Ji's back through the shirt, but he still felt uneasy that the two were not close enough.

She only had her head to move forward, so she leaned close to Peng Ji's neck and took a deep breath of the fragrance. The faint fragrance of plum blossoms eased her uneasiness.

"Prison wine does not lie to Your Highness. When there are few people in the clan, they will learn some breathing techniques. Your Highness touches the prison wine. Now the palms of the hands are very hot. And most of the discomfort during menstruation is caused by body cold. Warm and comfortable."

Chapter 66

Peng Ji seemed to be in better spirits, "The son-in-law is always able to tell something about the family, which made me very curious about the family behind you."

She actually wanted to know more, ever since she learned that the family behind the son-in-law is the family of her mother and concubine, there is also her own grandmother in that family, and there may even be another mother of her own, she has felt Full of curiosity, he always started talking about this method, and he was reluctant to talk about the deep ones.