Salted fish is pregnant with the Emperor's cub after Wearing a Book

Chapter 72

    Xu Yanqing, who had always liked to tease the Taoist priest because he couldn't meet on the eve of the big wedding, naturally would not miss such a good opportunity. The Taoist master's heart.

    "There's no need to use the little brat as an excuse, so after all, does the Taoist priest miss me?" Xu Yanqing's usually bright face became more and more flamboyant, and he even raised his body and pressed Yin Yanjun under him.

    Yin Yanjun raised his head slightly backwards due to the "pressing step by step" of Xiaolangjun's words and demeanor, his two hands could only fall on the ground to support his body, and his always cold and alienated face was pierced with careful thoughts. The faint blushing and embarrassed and embarrassed appearance made Xu Yanqing sink into his heart even more.

    "Qingqing, don't bully me." Yin Yanjun's obscure and deep eyes lingered on Xu Yanqing, he opened his mouth with difficulty, and the beating in his chest was a bit more intense than usual.

    After all, it was his own Taoist priest, and it would be bad if he bullied him badly. Xu Yanqing finally slowly took his hand out of the Taoist priest's clothes.

    This action made Yin Yanjun's brocade clothes more messy, and the faint blush on his usually indifferent and cold face was even more noticeable.

    After playing like this for a while, Xiao Langjun's brows filled with heavy sleepiness. He just took the Taoist priest to accompany him to take a lunch break in the small courtyard for a while, and just got up and left from the palace of the eldest princess.

    Xianyu Xiaolangjun was going to return to the palace with the Taoist priest. After all, he appreciated the lovable scene of the Taoist priest, and he had to pay a little price. Who knew that he had just come out of the palace of the first princess and raised his head. I saw the carriage parked outside the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion.

    "Yo, it's the official's house!" The Marquis of Wu'an got down from the carriage carelessly. It could be seen that he drank a lot of wine today.

    Xu Yanqing saw his grandfather staggering and swaying all the way here. He was about to step forward to help him, but the Marquis of Wu'an grabbed his wrist and pushed him towards the carriage.

    "On the eve of the wedding, the husband and the wife can't meet. I've told you many times, but I don't have the slightest memory." Hou Mingzhu of Wu'an preached to his stupid son, but secretly meant something.

    The Marquis of Wu'an gave Mu Yu a look, and then Mu Yu trembled and helped his husband into the carriage.

    In the carriage, Mrs. Su swept her silly son from top to bottom before slowly opening her mouth: "Sit honestly, your dad drank too much today, and that drunk attitude can be managed by the mother and son alone. If you don't live with him, it's better to leave it to your brother."

    So Xu Yanqing could only sit in the carriage, he couldn't hear what the two outside were talking about.

    However, staying at the gate of the eldest princess' mansion naturally didn't take much longer, so the Marquis of Wu'an quickly climbed onto the carriage.

    Xu Yanqing raised the curtain with his hand, only to see Wenjing climbing onto the carriage, and then the carriage slowly drove forward.

    When he looked up again to meet his father's eyes that were not drunk at all, Xu Yanqing raised his eyebrows and smiled obediently: "So my father didn't drink too much!"

    "Hmph." Looking at the unfilial son, he stared at his stupid son: "If your father and I really drink too much, you will have to follow the official family into the palace."