From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 322 Calling Uncle!
After drinking for three rounds, he was no longer so particular about the rules, so he asked the maid to report the little prince to Ye Cheng, and turned to leave.

Ye Cheng was overjoyed, then shocked, he couldn't hold back his tears anymore, hugged his grandson, teased and cried, the tears flowed down his mouth, it was sweet and bitter at the same time.

Routuanzi babbled, the little thing was not afraid of life, and was not afraid of staring at the solemn face of the first-class man. He reached out and grabbed the beard of the old man, tore it, grinned at the pain, and laughed out loud.

Ye Xiaoxiao just looked straight at his son, and saw his father hugging his little grandson, his pretty face almost burst into laughter.

Suddenly, I felt extremely emotional, I only felt that the people around me, the laughter, and the whole palace complex were far away, faded, and finally disappeared, turning into an ordinary family, sitting on the hot kang, and my father sitting on the bed. On the wooden bench, hugging the little grandson in harmony.

Outside the mud-built house was the dark moonlight, and the summer night wind was blowing coolly, rolling up and down the wheat waves in the field, accompanied by the annoying cry of frogs, and the cries of night owls could be heard from a distance, so she Sitting on the kang head like this, sewing small clothes for the children.

It's a pity... In such an environment, there will be no Feng Junran. No matter how much you dream and imagine, this man will never be suitable for the place, not suitable for mud walls, not suitable for barren wheat waves, not suitable for simple and ordinary He is destined to be the one who will achieve great things, and he is destined to stand on the top of the mountain, while she is left alone, standing in the mud house at the foot of the mountain, looking up.

She loves this man, but she will never be able to reach or catch her, so she can only let him keep herself in a golden cage like a captive pet. If he wants her to smile, she will show him the smile. Crying, she could only cry softly, that's all.

Her drooping eyes concealed the disappointment in her eyes, someone pushed her from behind, and when she looked back, it was Wei Youting.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor is waiting for you in the side hall!"

Ye Xiaoxiao nodded, got up and left.

At this moment, all the people in the main hall were already drunk, huddled together in twos and threes, laughing and joking, so no one noticed it.

Opening the door and entering the side hall, I was hugged in a warm and familiar embrace. In the darkness, the smell of ambergris mixed with mellow fine wine came to the nostrils, making people intoxicated.

Ye Xiaoxiao moved her body slightly, but was hugged tightly by someone, her hot lips pressed against the corners of her lips and her cheeks moved eagerly, showing the person's emotion.

Feng Junran has been emotional for a long time, maybe because he was drunk, or maybe because Ye Xiaoxiao's smile is subtle and seductive tonight. In short, he felt that he couldn't control it for the first time, just like this before the banquet was over, Hand over the man, caring about the side hall separated by the wall, just push him into his arms so tightly.

"Little!" He eagerly tore, even subconsciously bit, until the person in his arms trembled and whined, then he retracted his sharp teeth and stroked gently.

"Xiao Xiao, call me by my name, I want to hear..."

why?After the separation, the lovesickness was so deep and unforgettable that he even left the whole Western Jin Dynasty and ran to Soochow to look for her. Now that the person has been found, both the queen mother and Wang Ying let them all go away, but why, Why, little you, are getting farther and farther away from yourself?In the end, where is the problem? In the end, where is the distance generated?

He became irritable for a moment, and couldn't help but press the person tightly in his arms, kiss, rage crazily, and brand his own brand.

But even this is not enough, the more irritable he is, the more rude he becomes, the more he wants to swallow people alive like this.

"Little!"

He couldn't help biting his collarbone hoarsely, and looked up, the little man's face was reddish, his peach eyes were misty and moist, his pink lips were pouting, like the best honey, full of temptation .

"Call me by my name!"

With an orderly tone and slender eyes staring deeply, Ye Xiaoxiao shuddered, pursed her lips, and after a while, finally hummed: "Feng, Feng Junran..."

"wrong."

"Jun, Junran..."

Satisfied, Feng Junran moved his fingers along the contour of his brow bone, and said with a smile, "Jun, Xiaoxiao, Jun..."

"Your..."

Consciousness began to boil, and everything in front of her eyes became blurred. She could only follow the man's guidance, open her mouth, and shout out words that did not go through her brain, her body was as hot as fire.

Those slender eyes were full of yearning scrutiny, sizing up every inch of Ye Xiaoxiao's expression, little by little everything was brought into the depths of the eyes, carefully tracing the taste, and engraving people in the bottom of my heart.

"Yes, I am your king, you are my little..."

As he said that, he pressed his body down severely, venting everything that had accumulated.

In the Xuanzheng Hall, everyone was drunk, Yan Jing'an looked up with a flushed face, the high platform was empty, not to mention the emperor, even the concubine Hong could not see it.

Gee!

Yan Jing'an held the wine glass and shook her head, feeling in her heart that the hero is sad and beautiful. Turning around, the dancers on the high stage are still dancing beautifully. It's a pity that none of these can be admitted to the emperor eyes.

Taking a sip of the fine wine, Yan Jingan squinted her eyes, appreciating quietly, we are not so dead-headed, although we have a wife at home, but there are beauties in front of us, we should appreciate it!
Smacking her lips and swallowing a sip of wine, Yan Jingan continued to watch with a smile.

Not far from the opposite side, Ye Cheng has been hugging his little grandson, hugging, pointing, teaching him to recognize this and look at that.

Because the emperor is no longer, everyone has less worries. Ye Qin leaned from the back to the front, teasing her little nephew in front of Ye Cheng, Zhu Chengyou and other Ye Cheng's generals also leaned over, laughing and laughing around the fat and white man. Baby, Routuanzi is used to walking in the palace, and the Empress Dowager watched him, so he naturally didn't recognize his life, but the more people there were, the happier he was. His pair of black eyes were round and black, shining on everyone's faces. Sweeping up and down, then opened his hand towards Ye Qin.

The taste of this uncle is the most similar to that of my mother!

Routuanzi opened his arms cheerfully, Ye Qin was taken aback, and hugged him into his arms cheerfully, kissing his little cheek cheerfully.

"Ahhh!" Routuanzi waving his little paws, raised his head and shouted ahhh.

Ye Qin laughed, and her handsome facial features stretched out, indeed somewhat similar to Ye Xiaoxiao: "Call me Uncle!"

"Ahh!" Tuanzi pounced on his uncle's neck, rubbing his head back and forth.

(End of this chapter)