The door outside creaked and was pushed open again. Fo Baonu walked back, with water droplets condensed from snowflakes on his head, and his body was trembling. He didn't know whether to move forward or retreat when standing in front of Song Gou.

"Is she very bad?"

Xiao Song moved inside and pulled the quilt a corner: "At that time, she said you should go when you go to bed. I have been cheated by her many times."

The door on the other side of Miaoyan was locked, and there were three locks. There were always no responses when knocking on the door. I don’t know if she was really asleep or pretending to be asleep. Anyway, it would be right that she couldn’t wake up.

During the time when Fo Baonu was at the door, all the heat accumulated in one day was dissipated, and the cold air was emitting all over his body. Even though he returned to the house, he still did not recover immediately.

"What? You're standing here and watching me all night?"

“Only one quilt.”

"What a pretentious thing?" Xiao Song patted the bed: "The heat is gone."

Perhaps this sentence "The heat is gone" is the most lethal sentence in winter. It is not as good as this sentence. After hearing this, the Buddha Baonu moved his body. He sat down carefully to the bed, put his feet in first, and then slowly wriggled to a lie flat position.

"Go to sleep."

Xiao Song covered the quilt, turned over and continued to sleep.

But now the Buddha Baonu could not sleep. She could clearly feel the man's quilt as Miaoyan said that it was so warm that it was unimaginable. The stove-like heat waves came in waves, making her unable to help but want to lean over.

Subconsciously rubbed it inside until it hit Song Gou's back. She felt that this was not good, and then rubbed it outside. However, people were creatures that pursued and enjoyed. She pulled back and forth between greed and reason several times, and finally leaned on Song Gou's back.

But how could she sleep like this? Sometimes she would move and her smooth calf would be scratched by the leg burrs when it touched Song Gou's legs. If she wanted to scratch, she would touch other parts.

"You're endless." Xiao Song turned around and looked at Fo Baonu, who was so nervous that he couldn't breathe smoothly, using the light reflected by the snow outside. "You're nervous?"

Fo Baonu looked back stiffly at him, but did not answer, but continued to stare at Fang Liang.

"I'll suffer some loss."

Xiao Song suddenly reached out and hugged Fo Baonu, put one hand behind her head, and the other hand held her waist, wrapping her whole body up.

"Ah...this..."

Anu was a little helpless by this sudden action. She wanted to push it away but couldn't bear to let go of this warmth. If she didn't push it away, she was embarrassed and angry. Her strong self-esteem and shame made her very strange.

"You just kissed me secretly." Xiao Song was right in her ear: "The last one who secretly kissed me was my sister Qiaoyun."

"I don't……"

"It's time for you to be stubborn." Xiao Song stroked her waist up and down: "I found a problem, that is, women who are more psychologically biased towards protectors will do such things secretly."

"I don't understand..." Fo Baonu shivered nervously: "Don't move, hand!"

"How old is the young lady this year?" Xiao Song was too lazy to pay attention to her: "You haven't told me how old you are, it's accurate."

"Twenty-three..." Fo Baonu let out a long sigh and finally had a normal conversation: "Isn't it very old?"

"So Anu is the eldest sister." Xiao Song laughed: "I can't tell, I thought you were only seventeen or eighteen."

"Not that small..." Anu suddenly pressed his chest: "Hand!"

"Hi." Xiao Song slowly withdrew his hand: "What's wrong with touching it, it's true."

"no."

Anu refused very decisively, but she also knew that if the dog around her really had to persist, she would have no choice. After all, she was already like this now, and her pajama bag was untied at any time. Anyway... what kind of innocent people are, I am afraid that it will be a joke if they tell them out now.

"I'll ask you, why do you smell so good? Has anyone told you?"

"Born." Xiaohuya replied in a low voice: "It was like this when I was born, so if it was summer, I would carry a mugwort sachet with me to press the smell."

"I thought it was your powder before, but later I realized it was your own taste."

Xiao Song leaned between her neck and sniffed: "Do you like taking a shower?"

"Well..." Annu responded softly: "If you don't take a shower for three days, there will be nothing that can suppress the smell, and I don't like it."

The two of them chatted in a mess, but in the end, Xiao Song succeeded. Fo Baonu just pushed and stopped moving. He just blushed and looked at him: "Do you think it's interesting to bully me?"

"That must be interesting. My God, there is an emperor lying beside me. Who has the ability to do this? If it is boring, what else is there to be interesting?" Xiao Song didn't hide it: "His Majesty the Emperor of Liao!"

"Stop talking!" Fo Baonu hit his chest with a headrail: "How can you be so stupid!"

Xiao Song didn't care, but just leaned into her ear and whispered a few times. Fo Baonu's eyes suddenly opened wide and he looked at him blankly: "No!"

"If you don't, forget it." Xiao Song sighed: "I never force others, then your Majesty took a shower today, right?"

"Well, haven't you asked? What are you going to do?"

Xiao Song didn't say nonsense, and slid directly into the quilt. Then Fo Baonu suddenly struggled, but was weak and could only push Song Gou's head in a crying voice. In the end, he didn't even have the strength to push, leaving only a whimper like a little breasted dog.

"Help……"

In just a few minutes, the Buddha Baonu was left to cry for help with a hoarse voice. She grabbed the bed sheet with both hands, her feet collapsed tightly, her breathing became rapid and disordered, and her body began to spasm.

At this time, Xiao Song appeared again, and he got in a French kiss. This time, it was obvious that the Buddha Baonu did not resist at all, and even took the initiative.

"This is your own taste." Xiao Song smiled after letting go of her, and then gently sootheed His Majesty the Emperor of Liao, who was tense all over his body: "Your Majesty? Have you recovered?"

Fo Baonu's breathing was gradually calming, but when she looked at Song Gou again, her eyes became a little different.

"Bastard!" She raised her soft hands and hit Song Beiyun.

Xiao Song laughed and leaned into her ear again and asked a few words in a low voice. This time she hesitated, and finally she was still carnal to destroy everything. She bit her lips, closed her eyes, and nodded gently.

"Then your majesty, I'm not polite."

"When will you be polite..." Fo Baonu's face was almost bleeding, but he still spoke with a little stubbornness: "I shouldn't know you."

"Then it's too late to say anything now." Xiao Song adjusted his angle: "Your Majesty, are you ready?"

"Wait..." Fo Baonu held his shoulder and whispered: "I'm afraid of pain..."

"I know."

The wind and snow outside finally stopped at dawn, and the sound in the room almost stopped with the wind and snow.

All the noise turned into silence, only the sound of snow on the trees falling to the ground.

The sky gradually became brighter and the courtyard was silent. Although it was sunny today, the deep snow at the knee was still not suitable for work. The whole of Chang'an and Xianyang became lazy and quiet. In the distance, there were early women who began to light smoke from cooking early, and the cheerful howls of local dogs who started playing with snow.

At this moment, Jinling City, two thousand miles away, was in a state of slaughter. The Empress Dowager could not survive this winter. The once powerful founding queen left the world surrounded by filial sons and grandchildren.

Although everyone talks about silence, they cannot silence at this time. Moreover, following the old lady's last wish at the end of her life, she cannot treat her with the courtesy of the country after she leaves, and her descendants do not need to be filial. From the emperor to the people, they only need to live a good life.

However, the old lady was a mother of the world. Her departure cast a darkness on Jinling City. Although there was no need for national mourning, all the merchants in Jinling City closed their shops after hearing the sound of the bells and drums towers, and people canceled all entertainment activities. After the bell rang, Jinling City seemed to have become a dead city. Only the workshop that could not be shut down was strong white smoke rising up and turned into clouds.

The doctor, Ku, sat in front of the old lady's mourning hall, his eyes became empty, his beloved relatives and friends of the past had left, and the childhood sweethearts were now lying here, and he went to the distance with his brothers who were playing together.

"Grand Doctor, you have worked hard these days. Go back and rest early." Zhao Xing changed into a mourning uniform of the people as he wished, and guarded the mourning hall. Next to him was Jin Ling'er who was crying in a state of tears: "Don't let your body be damaged."

"No, it's cold and cold. There were records that people would pretend to die, so I stayed here."

His stubbornness is meaningless, but everyone understands the significance of this. At least for the great medical officer, the departure of the Empress Dowager represents the official end of his era.

"Uncle Fu Wang, you go back and rest too."

"No." King Fu, who had just returned from outside, held his mother's favorite food in his hand: "I'll stay here too."

Although there were some gaps between them, the Empress Dowager of the Great Emperor had talked to him a lot over the past few days. After all, he was his biological mother, and even if King Fu was a stern heart, there was no reason not to keep his soul for his mother.

"I'm afraid that Guanzhong will suffer a disaster this year." King Fu suddenly looked up at Zhao Xing: "The official should go and deal with the government affairs."

Zhao Xing sat there looking at his grandmother and sighed softly: "No hurry, someone has already settled me for me, so I will spend more time with my ancestors. But Jin Ling'er, don't cry and ruin your body. It's all my fault... I blame me for sending Song Beiyun out, otherwise there will be someone around you to take care of you."

Jin Ling'er wiped away the tears, and then said for a while, "I'm fine. I'll pass after I've been guarding the emperor's grandmother for forty-nine days."

King Fu looked up and asked, "So anxious?"

"Well, he wrote a letter and asked me to make it as soon as possible." Jin Ling'er sighed: "You know that he is very suspicious. The person on the other end can't believe it, so he naturally wants me to help him."

"It makes sense." Zhao Xing said: "Whether the Song Dynasty can unify China, let's see where."—
Chapter completed!