Ye Jiangxue put her head on Yan Junqing's shoulder and made a V sign happily in her heart. Anyway, in the Southern Jin Dynasty, in her imperial garden, no matter how angry Xuanyuan Jing was, she could not let her go!

Xuanyuan Jing was really angry. The empress of the Southern Jin Dynasty didn't take her seriously. As soon as she brought up business, she walked away. Could it be that she really bought those unnecessary flowers and was laughed at by the people of Xuanyuan?

Xuanyuan Jing secretly remembered this great gift from the Southern Jin Dynasty. When the Xuanyuan royal family once again unified the world, it would be the nightmare of Ye Jiangxue's daughter Ye Luoming.

She had no intention of letting Sang Qiqi destroy Ye Luoming. Although this female doll was a bit annoying, she was still young. She had cultivated it in her hands for a few years and then told her biological mother. The look on her face would have been a surprise.

Very satisfying.

Of course, this premise is that Sang Qiqi can get rid of Ye Jiangxue for her, otherwise, she will kill Ye Jiangxue with her own hands.

Ye Jiangxue hates Xuanyuan Jing no less than she does, and it is inevitable that either she will die or Xuanyuan Jing will die.

After the large group of people sent Ye Jiangxue into the pavilion, Yan Junqing's eyes were full of anxiety, and there was also an uneasiness in his voice: "I didn't protect you well, where is your majesty injured?"

Faced with such anxious questioning, Ye Jiangxue felt a little embarrassed. She winked at Yan Junqing desperately and almost blinked her eyes: "I'm fine, but I just seemed to hear a disturbing fly next to my ear. Let's go."

I took a few steps too fast and twisted my foot."

Yan Junqing's expression sank, but she knew it in her heart, and her movements were unambiguous. He placed her on the stone bench. On the stone bench was a bright yellow cushion with lifelike embroidery patterns of dragons and phoenixes, but Ye Jiangxue was stunned.

Butt covered.

Yan Junqing straightened her slightly wrinkled clothes, turned around and said to the palace maid outside: "Why don't you go ask the imperial doctor soon?" Just as he was about to walk out, Ye Jiangxue grabbed his sleeve.

——Did her eyes blink in vain? The devilish principle that Junqing’s beauty will be confused if she cares also works for you?

Yan Junqing had no choice but to turn around when his sleeves were pulled, and communicated with Ye Jiangxue with his eyes.

——Your Majesty, I am just performing the whole set with you.

Ye Jiangxue looked at Yan Junqing suspiciously and sighed in her heart: Prime Minister, you are so serious that she has to be really hurt to be worthy of the audience.

Yan Junqing went back and sat down face to face with Ye Jiangxue, saying nothing but quietly pouring herself a cup of tea.

Ye Jiangxue saw that his face was as calm as before, but there was a bit of playfulness in his eyes, and he knew that while she was playing with the Xuanyuan Mirror, she was also playing with herself!

Ye Jiangxue shook Yan Junqing's wide sleeve. The hand under that sleeve was even better than the white one. She took a sip of tea. It was fine white tea, refreshing and slightly sweet. He did not make a sound, his expression remained calm and his eyes no longer

Looking at the bowl of tea and looking at Ye Jiangxue's legs, Ye Jiangxue was sitting comfortably on the stool, barely curling up her feet.

Seeing Yan Junqing's gaze, Ye Jiangxue even turned her ankle to show that she was really fine, not just fine, not even a little bit wrong! She was a martial arts practitioner with excellent muscles and bones.

What a good seedling! - The last sentence is the "truth" in Her Majesty's heart!

"Still staring? Could it be that the prime minister is a foot control?" Ye Jiangxue's eyes suddenly flashed brightly, and she stopped grabbing Yan Junqing's sleeve. With a slip of her delicate hand, she grasped Yan Junqing's bamboo-like erect penis.
Chapter completed!