[In the previous chapter, the "Luoyang Mutiny" was slightly modified, and the death of Lu Chu was modified. Everyone will look back and take a look.]

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After inspecting Dingxiang County, Yang Yuanqing went south and finally returned to Taiyuan on the night of the fifth day of the first lunar month. He set out on the 21st day of the twelfth lunar month to inspect the military situation. After walking outside for nearly half a month, he was really exhausted.

Despite this, he was still very concerned about the situation in the south. Xu Shiji successfully captured Liyang City. This was as expected. With Xu Shiji's wit and talent, if he could not even take down a Liyang City, it would disappoint him.

There is also Luoyang. He had already ordered the transportation of food across the Yellow River, so Wang Shichong should have the capital to launch a coup. The conflict in Luoyang has reached a point of impending failure. According to the current situation, there should have been a mutiny in Luoyang at this time. He is very concerned about Wang Shichong's route, whether to ascend the throne directly or continue according to historical inertia.

Today, Yang Yuanqing did not go to Jinyang Palace, but stayed in the mansion to rest. He sat in the inner study room, the curtains were not opened, and the light in the room seemed a little dim. There was a thin scent of clear smoke in the incense burner at the corner of the room, which made a faint sandalwood in the room. This was a fragrance he liked very much. This fragrance could make Yang Yuanqing's mind particularly keen.

On the other corner of the house was placed a brazier, and the charcoal fire was burning vigorously, and strings of sparks burst out from time to time. In this warm and quiet room, Yang Yuanqing was lying comfortably on a half-standing vine woven soft rattan couch. This was the half-standing couch he invented himself. It looked very similar to the Taishi Chair of later generations, and was covered with thick mattresses, which was extremely comfortable.

He was still considering the direction of the situation in Luoyang. Judging from Wang Shichong seeking his own support to fight against the Tang Dynasty, this person still has a little political mind. He should be able to stabilize the political situation. Taking advantage of Li Mi's opportunity to be dragged in by Yu Culture and in Pengcheng County, he quickly expanded his territory and obtained population and food resources. If he was eager to ascend the throne, it would make the dynasty unstable and make him lose his most precious opportunity.

In terms of Yang Yuanqing's interests, he hoped that Wang Shichong could slow down. He did not rush to ascend the throne so quickly. Then Wang Shichong's actions could only be considered a coup, not usurping the throne. In this way, the 100,000 grain he lent was also a relief to the victims of Luoyang, rather than assisting Wang Shichong in planning rebellion. Yang Yuanqing was very cautious in handling Luoyang affairs, which would have a great impact on his reputation.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the door. Someone knocked on the door, "Yuan Qing!"

This is Jiang Peihua's voice. Yang Yuanqing's inner study room is generally not allowed to enter. Only Princess Pei Minqiu, Princess Zhang Chuchen and Jiang Peihua can enter. He responded lazily, "Come in and speak."

The door opened. Jiang Peihua walked in quickly with a bowl of hot ginseng tea. Seeing that the room was very dark and the window curtain was not opened, she couldn't help but frown slightly, "There are charcoal fires and incense burners, and the window curtains are not open. Don't you feel stuffy?"

"I made a bird cage and saw which bird flew in first." Yang Yuanqing said with a lazy smile.

"What kind of bird cage, do you think of yourself as a bird?"

Jiang Peihua smiled and placed the ginseng tea bowl on the table, "Drink while it's hot! Replenish your body well."

Before she finished speaking, her hand was pulled by Yang Yuanqing. With a gentle drag, Jiang Peihua was unstable and fell on Yang Yuanqing.

"Don't mess around, let me get up!"

Jiang Peihua struggled to get up, but Yang Yuanqing hugged her slender waist and looked at her with a smile. Jiang Peihua suddenly felt the changes in his body, and his pretty face suddenly turned red. Jiang Peihua was dignified and beautiful, introverted and reserved. Although she also longed for her husband's tenderness, it was during the day and in the study. She felt embarrassed and said coquettishly: "You little brat, let you take a good rest, but you have these dirty thoughts."

In the dim light, Yang Yuanqing saw her pink cheeks and her apricot eyes, and her bright lips were so beautiful that she felt warm. She lowered her head and kissed her red lips, hugging her tighter.

Jiang Peihua was hugged by her husband and was fascinated by his kiss. She panted and broke free from his wolf kiss, put her pink face on his chest, and her heart was pounding like a deer in her heart.

"Yuan Qing, let's talk!" Although she was very willing to do so, she thought that it was during the day, and the reserve of women made her reluctant to submit easily.

"What did you say?" Yang Yuanqing asked casually, sniffing the fragrance on her head.

"You let me get up first, so I feel uncomfortable lying on this way."

Yang Yuanqing's hand relaxed slightly, Jiang Peihua immediately sat up, but was held by him and still sat in his arms. Jiang Peihua knew that he would not let him go, and he felt helpless, so he whispered: "I had a strange dream last night."

"What did you dream about?" Yang Yuanqing's hand reached into her skirt and gently stroked her smooth and tender waist muscles.

"I dreamed of a fairy wearing a feathered suit holding a breast gourd for me to suck. She said I wanted to have a baby. I opened my mouth and sucked it, but the fairy disappeared. Yuan Qing, this dream is very weird. Do you think I really want a baby?"

Jiang Peihua simply fell in her arms again, looking at him with a hazy look, with an indescribable resentment and expectation in her beautiful eyes.

Yang Yuanqing knew her thoughts. She was the same age as him, but she had no children. This was her biggest heart disease. He loved Jiang Peihua very much at this time, so he gently took off his outer clothes for her, hugged her tightly, kissed her pink lips, and whispered to her round and delicate earlobes, "This is God's arrangement. If you have a child today, don't let God down."

"But... wait for the evening! OK?"

Yang Yuanqing turned over and pressed her under her, smiled and shook her head, "No! I want to be now."

Jiang Peihua's heart was melted by Yang Yuanqing's hot eyes, and she sighed softly, "Hey! You are really my enemy..."

Yang Yuanqing got his heart, and the study suddenly became full of spring. The two of them had a happy love and the love was the ultimate.

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Most of the hour later, Jiang Peihua quietly came out of Yang Yuanqing's inner study room. Seeing that there was no one around, he quickly walked up to a long corridor, and walked through a small door toward his yard. Her dress was neat and she could not see anything unusual, but her hair was a little messy. Generally, men would not pay attention to these subtle changes, but they could not escape the eyes of women.

Jiang Peihua didn't dare to go back to the yard by going to the main entrance, for fear that Minqiu and Chuchen and others would discover it. She could only sneak back to her yard through the side door and recombed her hair.

Jiang Peihua returned to her yard in a panic. She was about to enter the room. But someone called her from behind, "Second Sister!"

Jiang Peihua turned around and saw that it was her younger sister Yang Fangxin. "Is there anything wrong?" Although Jiang Peihua liked this sister very much, she didn't want her to appear at this time.

Yang Fangxin and Jiang Peihua lived together. She was gradually accustomed to the peaceful life of Taiyuan, such as reading, painting, feeding fish, or chatting with Yang Bing, and going out to the suburbs to play together. Life was peaceful and peaceful. She just finished writing today. She was about to go for a walk in the back garden when she saw Jiang Peihua coming back in a panic. She was wondering in her heart and followed her.

Yang Fangxin walked up to look at Jiang Peihua. She felt even more and more strange, "Second sister, why are you doing so in a panic?"

Jiang Peihua's face turned red and she said guiltily: "Nonsense, why am I panic?"

"I'm lying to me!"

Yang Fangxin pouted her red little mouth and said, "You don't walk like this, you walk like this."

Yang Fangxin followed Jiang Peihua's elegant posture and walked slowly in front of the flower bed, with her slender waist slightly swaying, "This is how she walks, calmly and elegantly, and the beauty enjoys the flowers, but today you are panicked, like a duck."

Yang Fangxin walked a few steps like a duck. She couldn't help laughing. She leaned forward with a pretty face and asked with a smile, "What did the second sister do today? Come back in such a panic."

Jiang Peihua's face turned redder and she pushed her away, "Go! Go! Go! Don't make trouble, I did nothing!"

At this time, Jiang Peihua's personal maid walked up to him and bowed, "Mrs. is back."

"Well! You comb my hair for me, my hair was scattered by the wind."

Jiang Peihua walked back to the room, but Yang Fangxin followed in, "Second sister, is the wind outside so strong? He actually blew his hair so messy?"

She picked up a jade hairpin from the ground and pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh! What kind of wind is this! It actually blows off the jade hairpin."

Jiang Peihua sat on the embroidery pier and asked the maid to comb her hair. She grabbed the hairpin from Yang Fangxin's hand and said helplessly: "My aunt, can you go back to your room? Don't bother me."

Yang Fangxin asked with a smile: "Then tell me why I messed up my hair and came back so furiously. I'll leave after you say it."

"Hey! I really can't do anything to you, okay! Let me tell you, I was walking in the back garden and accidentally fell down. My hair was hooked by the shrub branches. I was very embarrassed and afraid that people would see a joke. Then I ran back in a panic. I'm satisfied now!"

"So that's the case!"

Yang Fangxin looked at her skeptically, "But your dress is very clean, not like you fell down."

Jiang Peihua was almost forced to get crazy by her curiosity, "I fell on the grass, okay? When did you see me walking on the soil?"

Yang Fangxin nodded. She believed it, but complained, "My second sister didn't call me when she went for a walk in the garden. I was just about to go there! If I were there, I could still support you."

Jiang Peihua breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said with a smile: "Next time! I will definitely call you next time."

At this time, a maid walked into the yard, holding a phoenix golden hairpin in her hand, and whispered loudly: "Three Lady, the master asked me to send this phoenix golden hairpin, saying that the lady had forgotten it."

The room suddenly became quiet, and suddenly with a 'gulp' sound, Yang Fangxin covered her mouth and laughed out loud. She turned around and ran away, chuckling and shouted: "I understand, I understand!"

Jiang Peihua secretly hated Yang Yuanqing for being troublesome. She sent her hairpin at this time. She hurriedly called Yang Fangxin: "Fangxin, what do you understand?"

Yang Fangxin stopped, turned around and blinked, and smiled sly: "I know now why you didn't ask me to go to the garden together, because you were with another person, right?"

Jiang Peihua felt relieved and cursed with a smile: "You little ghost elf, remember, don't go out and talk too much!"

"I won't talk too much about this kind of thing!"

Yang Fangxin stretched out her two fingers to compete, and a smile appeared on her pretty face, "You two must be hiding behind the tree and mingling with each other... So your hair is messy."

She covered her mouth and laughed, and ran away.

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