Don't bother me, Lord Ghost King

The ceremony was held as scheduled, and the palace of Nanling was full of joy.

Seeing the vacant palaces, Yun Linglong was speechless.

This huge imperial palace seems a little deserted.

It took the Nightingale a few days to walk around every corner. At last, she was so tired that she collapsed on the soft bed, leaving only a pair of eyes turning.

Yeqingcheng accepted the congratulations of the officials and also expressed thanks to the envoys of the neighboring countries.

The messengers of Mobei went to King Ning's mansion, met xuanfeifei and left.

But Chu Tianshu and Qiao Yu stayed for a few days. King Yun didn't want to go to court. He only wanted to enjoy wealth and prosperity. He got along well with Chu Tianqi.

But Qiao Yu is also so leisurely, not to mention the city at night, even Chu Tianshu is surprised.

"Beiqi... Is the country honest?" Chu Tianshu asked his doubts with a smile.

Qiao Yu's peach blossom eyes twinkled with a smile and leaned lazily on the back of his chair.

"Governing a big country is like cooking a small dish, not to mention Beiqi, which is a small country, so there is no need to worry about it."

He would like to thank Duanmu family. It is only through their cruel and ungrateful experiences that he shows his generosity and gentleness.

Qiao Yu's shrewdness lies in that he was born as a businessman. All his efforts and investment are not blind. What he wants is a higher return.

When he led Beiqi out of the predicament with his own strength, he gained not only fame but also benefits.

He keeps a good cooperative relationship with Tianli and Mobei. Even in Xiaoyao Valley, he is a scaled retreat. After all, this is his foundation. If he wants to completely annex Nanling, he has no such strength.

Qiao Yu didn't talk much. When he was a few years old, he became more and more calm. He and his country gave people a new feeling.

I do not know when, Nightingale rubbed to his side, speechless, only bulging gills, with a pair of clear big eyes firmly staring at him.

"Little girl, go back to your mother. I'm afraid you are not used to the wine." Qiao Yu calmly smiles and gently persuades her.

Nightingale small nose wrinkled, a deep breath, voice crisp: "then you drink less, this thing drink too much hurt."

Little people, but a pair of old-fashioned tone.

Qiao Yu was dumbfounded. He thought he was imitating Yun Linglong's daily tone.

Being cared by a woman for the first time is a man's Secret joy. But Qiao Yu is a little sad. This woman is too small.

His big palm was about to fall on top of her head, but he was stunned again. He only nodded with a smile and said, "good!"

"You haven't come to see me for a long time." The little girl is still bulging her cheeks, very dissatisfied.

Qiao Yu's "not busy" is just relative to other monarchs, but he is not really flustered.

The Nightingale's mouth turned and she was about to cry, waiting for him to give her an explanation.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Qiao Yu was flustered, but he had no experience of coaxing the children.

In the old way, he piled all his jade plates and pendants on the table.

"It's all yours." He pointed at those things and said it generously.

The Nightingale rolled her eyes: "who is rare?"

Since the Nightingale was bought by Qiao Yu once, Yun Linglong deeply realized that her daughter should be rich.

The jewels and jades that little girl has seen now are rare and precious. She doesn't like the things that Qiao Yu takes at will.

As soon as Qiao Yu stayed, he really grew up and had a high vision.

"I'll bring you what I want next time." He can only make such a promise.

Small wench son is tiny to squint an eye, suspiciously ask a way: "next time is to want how long?"

Once again, Qiao Yu was speechless. Yes, even if he wanted to be a guest in Nanling's Imperial Palace, he had to have a grand reason!

Big wedding, big ceremony, and... Unless it is, it's the little girl and hairpin, right?

He shook his head feebly and his smile was bitter.

In the side hall, a group of dolls, big and small, seemed to be branches, full of spring.

His youth is getting old.

"Maybe it's time for you to grow up?" The smile on his lips faded away.

The Nightingale pulled his sleeve and whispered, "will you wait for me to grow up?"

Qiao Yu a pick eyebrow: "you will grow up eventually."

It has nothing to do with him.

The little girl stood on tiptoe to touch the cinnabar between his eyebrows. Qiao Yu's face was suddenly the same color as cinnabar.

The Nightingale smiles and turns away.

Yun Linglong, Dongfang Ziyan and Qiao Lin, together, talk about children's Classics.

By chance, as soon as she looks up, Jolin finds her handsome and extraordinary brother blushing in front of the nightingale.

No wonder he is very concerned about the relationship between her and Mo Wen recently. However, this girl is too small to start!

Nightingale back to her mother's side, chin, obediently listen to their chat.

Yunlinglong looks at Jolin's son, really don't know how to call, just like when facing Jolin, she will inevitably have a trace of embarrassment.

Master is really unreliable, married such a little big girl.

Fortunately, Mo Wen is a person who does not pay attention to etiquette and law, and Qiao Lin is also a talkative person. They call each other by name directly.

"The child looks like a regular." Yun Linglong scratched on Mo Yang's fat face.

The child was very handsome, but he didn't have Qiao Yu's evil spirit, nor Mo Wen's evil spirit. He was upright and lovely.

Jolin laughs: "strange?"

Oriental purple smoke put in: "I'm curious about what kind of woman your brother will marry and what kind of child will he have?"

The Nightingale's beautiful dark eyes hang down, but her ears stand up

Jolin sighed: "how do I know? However, in recent years, I heard that all the civil and military officials in Beiqi had made a compromise and asked my elder brother to set up a post as soon as possible. "

"There's no one you like?" Yun Linglong is also very curious.

It's not impossible for Beiqi to find a beautiful woman!

"Marquis Zhao said that for the sake of the fragrance of the Qiao family and the scenery of Beiqi, my brother has to comply with the public opinion. It's not too late to accept the imperial concubine first and meet the one who suits your heart later. "

Several people think it's a good idea, but Yun Linglong smiles.

It's a pity that such a handsome person will be reduced to a tool to carry on the family line.

The Nightingale's long eyelashes covered her eyelids. Quietly, her little hands intentionally or unintentionally played with a jade pendant around her waist. Her tentacles were warm, with her body temperature.

It was a gift from Qiao Yu, who had been with her for several years.

”Is Beiqi fun“ For a long time, she raised her head with a pure smile.

Yunlinglong heart a jump, looked at her daughter, and looked at Qiao Lin, don't know how to answer.