When Murong Haochen saw the tears falling from the corners of her eyes, he couldn't help but feel ferocious.

His lips kissed her eyelids, and the bitter taste lingered in his mouth. His loving eyes looked at her tenderly, and his eyelids slowly lowered. This time, he did not toss and turn crazily, but gently covered her again.

Hold her lips.

"Is it better this time?"

Gently brushing away her tears, he held her in his arms and kissed her intimately.

She pursed her lips, and the smell of alcohol spread into her mouth. Although he didn't hurt herself, she knew what he said was just his own confession.

Ye Yilan realized what it meant to be reluctant to give up. In the past, she had never seen Murong Haoli have such feelings for her, it seemed that he was far away and suddenly close.

And although he is a bit cold and arrogant, he has done a lot for himself.

But she can't love.

Every time he showed tenderness, her heart softened. This time she would never be seduced by his love words again.

She slowly reached out her hand, and after thinking about it for a few times, she put it down again.

Murong Haochen locked her tightly in his arms, leaned down and kissed her forehead, and his deep voice contained too much tenderness and sweetness: "I can't bear to let you go."

Can't bear to part with it?

Murong Haochen, if you continue like this, I'm afraid your imperial grandmother will hate me even more, just like your mother back then.

Maybe, there shouldn't be any feelings between us.

As soon as Ye Yilan squirmed, he relaxed his strength a little, and then she pushed away and straightened her body, lowering her eyes and said: "It's not even two months, so why should the emperor be so anxious."

At this moment, she didn't even look at herself, she stretched out her hand to touch her cheek, looked at her affectionately, and said calmly: "It's because I can't see you."

His heart tightened, and he stood up immediately, whispering and bowing slightly: "Your Majesty, you should rest for a while after drinking. I, my concubine, please leave now."

"You are so unwilling to stay with me?"

Just as Ye Yilan was about to turn around and leave, she heard a soft voice coming from behind. Gradually, his body came closer to her, one arm around her waist and the other tightly clasped her shoulders. His hot lips covered her ears.

Next, in a deep voice with a hint of coldness, he asked: "Lan'er, I've always been loyal to you, but what about you to me?"

Murong Haochen, if you knew the truth, you would still say these words to me. You have always made me fall in love with you, but you don't know the truth and you don't understand my heart.

"Concubine, go ask your brother to prepare a bowl of sobering soup for the emperor." Ye Yilan didn't want to answer him, she just wanted to get away from him so that both of them could calm down.

Seeing that she was treating him so indifferently, he turned her body around, and a touch of arrogance burst out from her gentle eyes. Before the smell of alcohol last night had dissipated, the anger accumulated in his heart suddenly broke out, and he roared:

"Ye Yilan, look at me."

Han Xin, who was waiting outside the tent, didn't feel any strange at all just now, but now she heard Murong Haochen's low voice, "What happened inside?"

Han Xin, who was waiting outside the tent, didn't feel any strange at all just now, but now she felt worried for Ye Yilan when she heard Murong Haochen's deep roar.

The love between them shouldn't be the same as before, but today...

With that angry sound, Ye Xunyu seemed to understand in his heart that despite being so loving in private, they still had some friction.

He accidentally looked at a horse and asked earnestly: "If the princess has nothing to do at the moment, please take her to ride a horse."

After hearing this, she glanced at Ye Xunyu with a displeased face: "You haven't agreed to the matter just now, my princess."

"When Chen Zhaoyi comes out, I will inform Her Royal Highness the Princess."

She had not yet made any plans in her mind about inviting herself out of the palace.

He frowned slightly, snorted angrily at Ye Xunyu, then turned around and walked towards the racecourse.

Ye Xunyu smiled without saying a word and followed her. He turned his eyes to the tent, shook his head helplessly and walked away.

Ye Yilan slowly raised her eyes. The gentle anger in his eyes was really frightening: "Please, don't do this again."

Her trembling hands slowly stretched out to hold his face. At that moment, she always felt that she had fallen again. His eyes gradually turned affectionate, and she could not resist his love at all.

He lowered his eyes, his blurred gaze always staring at her lips. Ye Yilan saw him getting closer and closer, unable to escape from his control.

The force in his hand tightened slightly, and a hot kiss covered her lips.

This kiss was much softer, not like the probing, deep and reluctant kiss just now, but a passionate kiss without any movement.

Every time, he asked for a kiss, and gradually it became a habit. But she didn't know how to kiss, so she let him be wanton and achieved his kissing intention.

Murong Haochen kissed her a little and let her go, looking at her with a warm and soft light in his eyes.

She raised her eyes slightly, and as soon as she saw his eyes, Ye Yilan pursed her lips and turned away shyly: "The emperor has kissed me so many times, isn't it enough?"

"not enough."

These are far from enough for him.

He held her chin and kissed her lips. His lips slowly moved up and rested on her forehead. At that moment, he wished that time would stop at this moment, and no one around would disturb the two of them.

Scenes of love.

It seems that all this is impossible.

"Lan'er, did you know that without you I would be like a useless person?"

Ye Yilan's heart couldn't help but twist. It turned out that she had so much weight in his heart. If she really left him one day, would he go crazy?

Murong Haochen, I don't deserve what you do at all. You must not please me for my own sake. I don't need any of this.

"Without you by my side, my life would be meaningless." Even he himself felt pathetic and laughed at himself. "Do you feel that the man who has always cared for you turned out to be such a useless person for you?

."

Seeing him talking to himself, my heart couldn't help but hurt. What woman wouldn't admire such a man.

If he wasn't an emperor, maybe everything wouldn't be so painful.

What has he experienced over the years...

Smelling the smell of alcohol all over his body, he frowned and asked, "How much did you drink last night?"

Everything she said just now was regarded as his drunken nonsense.

"Just one pot," he added, fearing that she might not believe it. "If you don't believe it, Xun Yu can testify for me."

Seeing him answering and explaining so anxiously, he snickered at the corner of his mouth. He gently brushed his clothes with one hand, and sorted out: "Before, you promised me that you would not drink again. It has not been two months."

Then, if you drink yourself like this, if it is two months later, I don’t know how crazy you will be."

Ye Yilan couldn't imagine what the scene would be like in the future, but she was a little scared when she saw it today.

Hearing this, he smiled happily and said, "It's not that the Imperial Grandmother said that I'm not allowed to sleep with you, but you haven't really slept with me, so I can still keep you by my side."

In their opinion, they went to bed earlier than Lan'er, but they didn't know that they had never touched her. This was enough to keep her by their side.

What the imperial grandmother wanted was not to be able to sleep with her, and he did it.

"No."

Ye Yilan pushed him away but denied what he did.

Holding her hand and holding it tightly, he seemed to see her when she was in love. His affectionate eyes showed his thoughts: "I won't let others hurt you, Lan'er, trust me."

"Flattery can't be trusted." She finally relented. She knew that being with him was a risky move, but she let herself fall into it.

She wanted to live peacefully in the palace, but the people in the harem had premeditated plans.

He knew he was going to do it again. She wanted him to let go, but what he did was really scary.

The gentle smile outlined in the arc is so handsome that it makes people mad. It lingers in the ear, teasing very softly: "Only for you, I talk sweet words."

"you..."

She didn't know what to say to him, she couldn't even say a word.

"Are you and Han Xin going out of the palace today?" Seeing her looking at him with doubt, he pinched the end of her nose playfully and smiled fondly. "You can't hide this dress from me."

"Originally I didn't plan to tell you this, now that you know it, but I have to..."

Since she couldn't hide it from him, she was afraid that he would reject her. But it didn't matter if she refused, she really had no intention of going out with Han Xin.

"Let Xun Yu accompany you."

After hearing this, Ye Yilan never expected that he would agree today.

Murong Haochen knew that his words must have puzzled her, so he looked at her with a smile without saying a word. Gradually, seeing the doubts in her eyes disappear, he was about to touch her face when his head ached with pain.

A little dizzy.

"Do you have a headache?" He was about to help him, but he stood there and watched mercilessly, warning him indifferently. "You are not allowed to drink anymore in the future."

Murong Haochen rubbed his head, and after hearing this, a happy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Do you care about me?"

Seeing that he was so unruly, she turned around and left. This time, Murong Haochen did not call her to stop, but followed her slowly.

Murong Haochen looked at the two people on the racecourse. Regardless of the presence of people around him, he hugged her waist ambiguously and gestured to her: "I think they are quite a match."

Looking at the scene of the two of them horse racing together, but behind this was her plan. Ye Yilan could only hide the matter from him, because if he knew, he would not let Han Xin go.

Murong Haochen, maybe your plan won't come true this time.

Looking at him with a trace of anger: "No, just mess around."
To be continued...