She grasped his belt tightly with both hands, and the turbulent and uncertain heart at this moment lingered in her heart. After a long time, she slowly placed her hands on his back, and when he was silent, she gently stroked him and gave him comfort.

: "But, what happened?"

Every time he was so abnormal, something must have happened, but today she could feel his vulnerability.

That feeling reminded her of how helpless he was sitting in the court hall.

His breathing was very calm, and he had only said one sentence from the time he came in. And his appearance was indeed as Nian Qing said, too selfish.

With squirming lips, he still opened his mouth and asked in a very cautious voice, "Am I talking too much?"

Every time she talked to him, she was used to being careful with her words and actions, not knowing that her words would offend him. She seemed very tired with this feeling...

"No." When Ye Yilan stroked his back, at that moment, her frowning eyebrows gradually relaxed. She slowly opened her eyes, and there were several mixed feelings in her soft eyes. "It's me, I want to always be there."

I’m just holding you."

The moment they hugged each other tightly, it seemed that she also wanted to have that strong possessiveness. But every time, she cruelly refused what she wanted in her heart.

If she did this, there would be too many bonds between them.

He let go of her body, held her cheek, and looked around her intently: "Is it because I didn't do a good enough job that you went out to relax again and again?"

"Not really."

It's not that he didn't do well enough, but that he has always had a knot in his heart, and he doesn't know how long it will take to untie it.

His lowered eyes couldn't help but look up, those affectionate eyes were always on him and couldn't go away.

Seeing his lips slowly approaching her, her hands couldn't help but cling to his clothes. Every time he came close, her nervous hands would cling to something. He knew that she hadn't given up her heart yet.

Completely open.

"In the past, don't go out to relax. I'm worried about you."

His gentle voice lingered in her ears, like the bewitching fragrance exuded by the poppy itself. His loving words and tenderness made her push him away.

She could no longer fall into his tenderness and let him become more and more selfish towards her.

Seeing her move, Murong Haochen was extremely confused: "What's wrong?"

Looking at his hands, he couldn't help but laugh at himself: "Lan'er, just say what you want to say, don't bore yourself."

For him, she had thought about letting go of everything in the past, but his two-sidedness really made her timid. She stepped back step by step, trying to keep a certain distance from him. The helpless eyes when she raised her eyes were really painful.

Xi: "Your gentleness scares me. I don't know when your other side will burst out. When will you be able to take off your mask and stop pretending."

mask?

This mask is the one he cannot take off most in his life. Once it is taken off, no one will be afraid of him.

He didn't allow it, and she was afraid of herself.

"Whether I'm gentle or domineering towards you, this is just the way I love you." He stepped closer, just to let her see him clearly. He hugged her and slammed her into him. She was confused.

With eyes full of love, he caressed her cheek with his caressing hand, warning gently, "I'm right, you must accept it. Don't reject me."

Can't refuse?

She had already tolerated his love. She only wanted a pure love without any flaws, and it seemed that all this was impossible.

She slowly put her hands on his shoulders, stood on tiptoes and kissed the side of his face.

Looking at her with his eyes lowered, he felt the emotion he had never felt before at that moment, just like the feeling when he first fell in love. Only then did he realize that her kiss would make him ecstatic. He had taken the initiative before, but this time he took the initiative.

Somewhat uncomfortable.

She pursed her lips shyly. Her heartbeat was pounding at this moment. It turned out that this was how it felt to kiss him. Her cheeks spread slightly, her lips moved, and she said slowly: "Do you know how I feel in your body?"

The feeling of being far away."

How about leaving?

His love and all his efforts actually made her feel distant from him.

Whispered: "I'm sorry."

Lan'er, at this moment I don't really have the ability to prevent you from feeling this kind of distant feeling.

Seeing the situation, he admitted his mistake like a child.

This "I'm sorry" contains too many stories, and all the disloyalty is here.

"Every time you say I'm sorry, you know how guilty I feel. I can't ask you to fulfill my expectations privately, nor can I put pressure on you."

She understood that no matter how he treated her, it was because her expectations were too high. She could not change him. Once he changed, he would no longer be Murong Haochen.

Maybe, she should say 'I'm sorry';

For him, Ye Yilan never put pressure on himself, but he put too much pressure on himself.

"Lan'er, let it go."

Murong Haochen's words made her open her eyes wide. At that moment, she was actually afraid that he would know the truth. There was indeed something in his words. Perhaps, she was overly worried.

Murong Haochen leaned into her ear and said tenderly: "Let go of your initial heart and start over."

Start over? How to start?

If it could happen again, would it still be as painful as it is now?

Murong Haochen, what do you mean by starting over?

Every word he said made her fall into deep thought, which was why there were so many doubts. He was always able to cover up the truth of things quietly, hiding it from himself.

Pushing his body away, he asked cautiously: "Do you know anything, such as..."

She looked directly at him, fearing that he would doubt her.

The smile in his eyes seemed normal, but there was also a strange and weird smile, and he asked: "What do you want me to know?"

Hearing this, he immediately shook his head to cover up his inner guilt, and couldn't help but laugh it off: "I must be worrying too much."

Murong Haochen sat down and couldn't help but chuckle. He picked up the teapot in front of him, poured water for her personally, and put it aside. He raised his eyes to look at her who was still standing there, and pulled her in to sit on him.

On her lap, her deep eyes exuded a meaningful smile. Playing with her hair, her hand slowly came down, pointing at her heart and saying: "I really want to see, what is your heart?"

What are you thinking about?"

Seeing him like this, I was questioning myself.

Yang pretended to be angry and slapped his restless hand: "If you know everything, I won't have any secrets."

"Are you serious that you have no secrets?"

He asked again, but Ye Yilan was silent. Seeing the situation, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He scratched the end of her nose teasingly: "I'm teasing you."

Seeing him smiling so arrogantly, she became even more angry: "Can you please stop joking with me in the future?"

Seeing her angry look, her arrogance gradually faded away, and she said seriously: "Yes, my eldest lady."

"I'm not your eldest lady." No matter how long he hugged her, she didn't want him to have too much intimacy.

Seeing that she kept trying to get away from him, a cunning smile appeared on her lips, but the strength in her hands made it impossible for her to break away.

When Ye Yilan saw the situation, she gave up her struggle and lay obediently in his arms, with his fingers intertwined with hers.

In fact, he understood his love, but everything he showed was just to make himself understand. "Shiro, I have something to tell you." When she finished saying this, he said calmly.

He said yes. His heart twisted, and he slowly said, "Can you arrange for Nian Qing to come to Qinlan Palace?"

"reason."

She raised her eyes and looked into his still eyes, picked up the tea cup in front of her and drank carefully. She bit her lip and said without any hesitation, "I trust him and want him to protect me secretly."

trust?

Lan'er, is it possible that I'm not worthy of your trust?

"You want someone to accompany you when you are lonely, right?" He put down the tea cup in his hand, his cold eyes filled with tenderness. "Except for me and the Ye family, no man is allowed to enter the Qinlan Palace."

Before she could speak, he picked her up and walked to the bed.

He is indeed selfish.

"Ye Yilan, you will always be mine."

In addition to his arrogance, everything he said was reasonable. As long as he was aloof and cold, his unique temperament made it difficult for people to get close to him.

This is also the person that all women admire and cannot touch.

Staring at the woman in his arms, those thoughtful eyes were somewhat curious: "What are you thinking about?"

The moment he put her down on the bed, she hugged him from behind, and her voice sounded low and worried.

"Is it really worth it for you to pay like this?"

For him, everything is a matter of willingness, whether it is worth it or not.

"From today on, don't doubt my love for you. Not as an emperor, but as a husband."

All Ye Yilan wanted was the life of ordinary people, and he gave her everything he could, but identity was always an obstacle.

"Husband?"
To be continued...