Yu Wenhao walked over, took the lantern from her hand and inserted it into the crack of the door, and said softly: "Have you woken up?"

"I can't sleep well if you're not here. The pot inside is hot for you. Go and get it!"

Yuan Qingling pointed to the pot behind the stove, and the firewood that had not been extinguished would be piled up inside and baked.

Yu Wenhao was so hungry that he didn't care about his reserve. He hurriedly ran to the side and turned on the pot. Sure enough, he saw a cup of soup inside. He brought it up with a pad, sat next to the small table in the kitchen, and asked her, "Are you hungry?"

Let's eat together."

Yuan Qingling shook his head and slowly sat down to look at him, "You eat, I'm not hungry, I can't eat at night, if you eat, I'll hold my stomach and can't sleep."

"Now this month is getting older, thank you for your hard work."

"fine!"

Yuwenhao leaned over and kissed her. The candle was dark, and the night breeze blew in. He raised her hair. He kissed her and happened to kiss her hair. He smiled and pushed it away, then kissed her forehead, and said, "Old Yuan, you don't know how to make trouble tonight. Xiaoyao Gong didn't know where to send a crazy trip, but actually let the imperial carriage circle around the city. Many civil officials were so tired that they really held grudges. I remember that they opposed the war that day and were in trouble, so he punished them in different ways. Several officials vomited when they left."

Yuan Qingling smiled and said, "Is that true?

I thought he was messing around.”

"No, he is not just making trouble at this age. It must have no intention. I admire the three of them now."

Yu Wenhao lowered his head and drank the soup. There was meat inside. He picked up a pair of chopsticks and started eating. However, as he ate, he couldn't help but wonder if Xiaoyao Gong's move was really a nonsense.

Yuan Qingling looked at him and smiled and said, "Do you admire them now?"

I remember you were particularly afraid of Xiaoyao at the beginning.”

"That's because he's broken."

Yuwenhao said in a depressed mood.

Yuan Qingling said: "Eat soon, eat, go to bed, it's getting late."

Yu Wenhao was busy drinking soup and eating meat, so he could not delay Lao Yuan's sleep.

After the army returned to the court, the Ministry of Rites had already drafted a date for the celebration, which would be held in three days.

Yu Wenhao's injury was not serious, so he helped command and handle the matter. The King of Qi was also very busy because the government also had to enjoy the people. The streets in the middle of the capital were decorated with lights and merchants also launched discount activities, setting off a wave of purchases.

There has never been such a lively city in the capital.

The morning court before the celebration is rewarded on merit.

The generals were promoted, and the soldiers received additional rewards, and the military pay was doubled. Even the martial arts people participating in the war were awarded the title of warriors, and many people in the Lenglang Gate were awarded the title, especially the generals of the world and left and right, and were awarded the title of marquis. Among the many rewards, the title of marquis was not worth mentioning and did not attract everyone's attention.

However, he became a marquis and was also a general of the court.

After hearing this reward, Master Leng said to Yuwen Ling, "The father-in-law is very thief. The people I trained carefully have become people of the court. They are the second-in-command of Lenglang Sect. In addition to me and Rong Yue, they can command the entire Lenglang Sect. Now, Lenglang Sect seems to have become people of the court."

Yu Wenling was very worried, "What should I do?"

When marrying a chicken, she must consider the interests of her husband first.

Mr. Leng was calm and calm, "If necessary, fire the destruction of heaven and earth."

The father-in-law's wishful thinking will not be made.

Emperor Mingyuan used the chess piece of Doutian to collect Lenglang Gate. It was not necessary to use Lenglang Gate for the court, but he just felt that Leng Si was his son-in-law now, and Lenglang Gate could no longer do such a brain business, which would damage the majesty of the royal family.

Moreover, Lenglang Gate is always a threat. If one day Leng Si is gone, someone will come to Lenglang Gate to buy the heads of the imperial officials or people in the royal family. This may not be impossible.

Master Leng Si was unwilling to give up Leng Lang Sect. His greatest achievement in his life was not his business, but Leng Lang Sect.

The court did not strictly supervise the Lenglang Gate because the people killed by Lenglang Gate are all people with extreme sins. This is a place where the law's arms cannot reach, and Lenglang Gate can do it.

It can also make money.

Yu Wenling said oh, and then stopped talking. She was worried just to act. She knew that the Fourth Master would do it, so he couldn't do it.

What she is thinking about now is another thing.

The almond eyes raised slightly and her eyes were flowing, and the pretty face seemed to be dyed with a touch of rouge, but today she didn't apply powder, and her clean and transparent skin looked like white jade, and the red color looked particularly conspicuous.

The Fourth Master just looked up at her. Seeing that her face was bright red, he reached out to cover her forehead, "Do you have a fever?"

Yuwenling's eyelashes trembled, and as he felt the warmth of his palm, his cute face turned redder and he mustered up the courage to whisper: "I don't have a fever. You said before that as long as we pacify the Beimo, we will be a real couple."

The Fourth Master looked straight at her, and the hand covering her forehead slowly moved down, stroking her white and transparent cheeks. His fingers looked white and slender, but his fingertips were slightly thick. Yu Wenling felt a slight tingling pain in the place he had touched on his cheek.

She also looked at him directly. She was never timid. Before her mother died, she also had a clear distinction between love and hate. She liked someone and said directly, and hated someone. However, she was more cautious when she was with him over the years because she had such a person in her heart, and this person was gradually rooted in the depths of her heart. She would be frightened and afraid that she would be too proactive and would startle him away.

She knew that this marriage was because the emperor had plotted against him and he donated a lot of money to the court. This was also the reason why she was the princess but was always lacking in confidence.

"Marry me, do you feel wronged now?"

The Fourth Master asked softly.

Yu Wenling stared at him in a daze, "I'm wronged?

What's the meaning?"

The Fourth Master withdrew his hand, raised his moon-white brocade robe, staring at her deep eyes, "You were young when you married me, and your mother's mourning had just passed, and you had to marry me due to the current situation. Now you are over twenty. In the past three or four years, I have taken you everywhere, and you have seen many people and many things. Now your horizons have opened up. Do you feel wronged by marrying me?"
Chapter completed!