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But seeing Jinse's slumped expression, Du Jianpo softened again: "Actually, it hasn't changed."

Jinse looked up at her, Du Jianzu sighed and said, "Still a silly girl."

They hadn't looked at each other affectionately for a long time, and the eunuch outside the Lily Palace announced again with a high-pitched voice: "Emperor--up--drive--to--"

Kneel down a large area inside and out.

Du Jianpo had never kneeled before anyone else, this feeling was terrible.

Yin Xu excused himself, and said: "Concubine Concubine is really impatient. I haven't seen this talented Jinse, so you are in a hurry to inspect for him."

Du Jianpo didn't believe that Yin Xu didn't have any impression of him, but since he wanted to pretend, he would accompany him, but before she could speak, Jin Se took the lead and said: "The emperor is worrying too much, my concubine will contact my sister Feelings are what they should be."

Who is your older sister! I am clearly one year, eight months and three hours younger than you!

But Du Jianpo soon felt relieved, because she used to force Jinse to call her sister, but Jinse always refused, saying that she was obviously older than her by one year, eight months and three hours, and it was Du Jian who wanted to be called. Called.

Du Jianpo just said, can I make you bear it?

Jinse hurriedly knelt down and said Miss, please spare Jinse's mistake.

Thinking of this, Du Jianju feels a little sad...

30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, the feng shui turns, I am afraid that I will spend more time kneeling in the future.

"Alright, have you got in touch? It happens that we can serve me together tonight." After Yin Xu finished speaking, he hugged Jinse in his arms in front of Du Jianzu, looking like a loving couple.

Jinse looked nervously at Du Jianzu's expression, and felt a little bit of self-pity while he was relieved. This person has no feelings for him, so he doesn't care anymore, but he still feels heartbroken: "The emperor Forgive me, my concubine is sick recently, I'm afraid I can't have sex..."

Anyway, this scene is still too dazzling.

Du Jianxue felt that he was so humble that he would die, but he had to pretend to be indifferent.

Yin Xu said: "That's okay, the concubine can just watch from the side."

I really read it right, this Yin Xu has a làngdàng face!

Du Jianpo hated that he had been killed in Qiaozhou.

There is no medicine for regret, if time goes back, Du Jianqu also hates himself for being jealous, jealousy is one thing, why did the streets of Qiaozhou let Jinse go.

If she chooses to be more self-willed and really locks Jinse at home, there won't be so many troubles.

☆、Pongjue gets the title

In this way, Du Jianpo wiped his body after bathing, and said to the maid serving beside him, "I need to be alone."

She walked to the backyard on foot. There was only one wall separated from the brightly lit Lily Palace. Unfortunately, it was separated by a palace wall, and it was difficult to take this fatal step.

The pigeons were let go.Soon a man in black came back: "What instructions does the girl have?"

"I don't want to wait on the bed, so that the emperor can't stand up." Du Jianzu said.

The man in black was silent for a while, Du Jianzu looked him up and down and smiled: "Didn't you say you are the descendant of the dragon? You can't even do this?"

"It's not impossible..." The man in black known as the Dragon's Heir recognized it, but it just didn't expect that the first request of this person who dared to make a deal with her was so outrageous.

So Du Jianpo looked up to the sky and laughed and went to Qianqing Palace. The accompanying ladies all thought this talented person was too much.

As a result, the emperor really didn't stand up.

The brocade handkerchief standing by and looking at it was about to be torn off, and Du Jianxue, whose shoulders were half exposed, suffocated a smile and said with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, is it because the servants are not doing well enough?"

"No... I don't blame you..." Yin Xu felt very humiliated and resentful at the same time. He has never done this before. Why did he lose the chain at a critical moment? Could it be that he has indulged too much recently and needs to see a doctor, "You guys Back off first..."

The red candle was blown out, and a figure rushed into Du Jianpo's bedroom without hesitation.

Du Jianci pushed Jinse away and said awkwardly: "I don't need someone to warm the bed anymore."

"Miss... Please, Jinse is begging you, go back..." Jinse knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, "It is Jinse who is sorry for you, Jinse knows it is wrong, please stop practiced myself..."

"Do you humiliate yourself?" Du Jianzu raised Jinse's chin, "Then when you entered the palace instead of me, did you ever think that I would not want you to humiliate yourself like this?"

"Miss..." Jinse's next words were stopped by overwhelming kisses, Du Jianpo lifted her clothes, bit her neck and whispered, "Why did I meet such an unlucky girl like you... "

The two tore on the bed, and Jinse felt angry when she thought of how Du Jianchu ignored her posing in front of the emperor before, and thought that no matter what she had to do, she would be pressed down to calm down her anger.

Unexpectedly, Du Jianpo was very cooperative. In the dark night, only her eyes were as bright as before, and her thin fingers were as nimble as fish swimming along her body, copying/teasing overflowing love: "Do you still remember when I taught you to write?"

"Jinse remembers." As she answered, she occupied every inch of her. She had waited too long for this day. When she was 12 years old, Du Jianxuan left his wife in anger. Jinse comforted her and went back to the room. Secretly hiding in the study to practice calligraphy.

Her handwriting is ugly, not as handsome as the young lady's, but she is still very satisfied. Jinse thinks that if the young lady doesn't want to learn, she will read for her in the future.

Du Jianzu, who turned back, saw it through the crack of the door, thinking that Jinse really loved learning, and immediately reflected on his mistakes, and never made his master angry again.

Then one afternoon, she waved to Jinse who was grinding for her: "Jinse, come here."

Jinse took Du Jianzu's brush and stood by the table.

Du Jianpo hugged her from behind, picked up a pen together with her hand, and wrote her name on the white paper: "Look, Jinse, this is your name. Jinse has fifty strings for no reason. Strings and pillars of thinking about the Chinese New Year. Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, Wang Dichun entrusted cuckoos with his heart. There are tears in the moon and pearls in the sea, and smoke in the warm sun of Lantian. This feeling can be remembered, but it was at a loss at that time. Do you remember it?"

Du Jianqu, who has been worshiped by Jinse all the time, is so close to him. When he speaks, the ambiguous breath blows in his ears, making him feel ashamed. Her voice became trembling and she replied: "Remember..."

Jinse has always thought that her name is Jingjing, how can anyone call this person? It seems that the lady who named herself still reads less.

I didn't expect my name to be so beautiful, and I was very grateful to the young lady who called me this.

It was also at this time that Du Jianzu let go of her, and Jinse felt a little lost.

Then came what made her even more disappointed.

Du Jianpo turned over the rice paper: "Then you memorize it again."

Jinse: "..."

"If you can't recite it, you still say you have memorized it? Copy it a hundred times." Du Jianzu imitated his master's tone and said impatiently.

Jinse copied it a hundred times with great melancholy...

Recalling this, Jinse became even angrier. She pinched Du Jianzhu's chest and it hurt so much that she yelled, "I'm getting angry when I talk about this. Why don't you understand style at all?"

"Yeah, I should have pushed you down on the desk at that time!" Du Jianpo thought about it, but fortunately she was not too slow. Although it was two years late, she finally became famous and pushed Jinse down. Collapsed in the bedroom, "Remember our first time?"

At that time, Jinse was changing clothes for Du Jianpo, and she suddenly felt that the young lady's breasts were so beautiful.

By the time she realized that the young lady in the shape of "big" was staring at her, she had already been gesturing on her chest for a long time.