The late love is gradually growing, the spring breeze reveals the richness of Buddha's sleeves.

Do you know that Linglong Si'an red beans penetrate into the bones and marrow?

May we look back in time and grow old together with deep love.

His affectionate eyes were always shining on her. Even if she was sleeping soundly at this moment, he was willing to protect her with the love of his life.

At this time, she had not eaten for the past two days and was extremely weak. She didn't know when she would wake up.

The blush on his neck stung his eyes deeply. He remembered that when he pinched her neck for the first time, he thought she was someone else. This time, his force was much stronger. His fingertips lightly scratched and whispered

Said to himself: "It must hurt a lot."

"Hao Chen, Hao Chen..."

The voice was extremely soft, but he heard it very clearly, and he felt secretly happy when he heard it. Those calls made him feel inexplicably uneasy, and when he saw her frowning, she stretched out her hand to catch her.

something.

He held his hands tightly, kissed the back of her hands softly, and his gentle voice slowly sounded: "Lan'er, I'm here."

She seemed to hear that sound, her frowning eyebrows slowly relaxed, her eyes were still closed, her anxious mood gradually eased a little, and she whispered softly: "I didn't mean to intrude, you

Yes, trust me. It’s not me..."

I heard that she was so obsessed with this matter: You are afraid, I blame you for this, even you are mumbling in your dreams.

"I believe it." He reached out and gently stroked her cheek, looked at her with affectionate eyes, leaned over and whispered in her ear, "It was my fault, I shouldn't have let you go that day."

If she had been kept that day, this would not have happened.

In Huayang Palace, he should have held her tightly in his arms. She must have been extremely frightened in the past two days to risk such danger and pretend to set fire to Huayang Palace.

When she disappeared, he could have comforted her instead of coldly throwing away her hand. He was really angry at that time, which made him lose his original intention again.

Who imprisoned you in Huayang Palace? That person must have thought that she violated the imperial decree because of this, and he would definitely punish her.

But they never knew that even if she really violated his will, he cared so deeply for her that he would never punish her. In front of her, he could always relax his mood a lot.

Seeing her squirming lips, she no longer uttered any murmurs. Gradually, she was like a sleeping child who needed someone to coax her to sleep peacefully.

Touching the tip of her nose and looking at her small lips, he couldn't help but kiss her softly. He didn't dare to pry open her lips and toss her tongue with her. She should have had a good rest, but this kiss of his was like

We have been separated for a long time and have never left.

Uneasy hands slowly reached out to her undress and untied it. At this time, she was already blushing with embarrassment. His fingertips gently touched her collarbone, and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His lips slowly moved up and kissed her injured forehead. But she said that she accidentally hit her. If she hadn't thrown her away, she wouldn't have been able to stand still and hit her.

The sound of the impact was so clear and crisp that he couldn't help but feel flustered.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he quickly covered her with the quilt, leaving her body to be seen only by herself.

"Your Majesty, I have brought the memorials of the past few days, but I want..."

"In the past few days, if there are any memorials, they will all be sent to Qinlan Hall. No one except the Ye family is allowed to enter." His eyes were full of Ye Yilan, and he never looked back at the memorial in Han Yuan's hand.

For him, Ye Yilan is more important than any state affairs.

"Yes, I understand." Han Yuan gently put down the memorial and retreated quietly.

Murong Haochen turned to look at the memorial on the table. At this moment, he had no intention of reviewing it, and the person on the bed didn't know when he would wake up.

He gently opened the quilt and watched her clothes being untied by himself, and couldn't help but snicker at the corner of his mouth.

"When will you be able to be truly together with me? As these days go by, I feel even more flustered. You have never felt that feeling of being lost and found again, and you will not understand it."

Even if you don't understand the pain in my heart and have never experienced it, I will not make you suffer with me. On the contrary, you are perfect when you are carefree.

next day

Caifeng entered the palace with a washbasin, and saw Beimo suddenly coming. She said, "Slave, please see Your Highness the Princess."

"Where is your mother-in-law?" She has not seen Ye Yilan in the past few days, and she is a little depressed. Ever since she learned that Lan Shan was going to do something on the wedding day, it has been two months since she came to Xuandu, but she

There has been no news at all.

She actually felt that Murong Haochen's heart had always been with Ye Yilan, but he had forgotten that there was a Beimo person in the palace.

"The empress is resting, and I would like to see the princess..."

She was about to stop the princess, but she never thought that the princess had already pushed the door open and shouted loudly: "Sister Lan'er, Lan..."

As soon as Han Xin entered, she saw Murong Haochen opening the curtain, and lying next to her was Ye Yilan. She said in a panic with a hint of trembling in her voice: "My princess, I didn't know you were here too."

Angry eyes burst out, and his gentle voice was that he was deliberately suppressing his emotions, for fear of disturbing the people around him. His low voice was slightly hoarse: "Didn't I say that no one is allowed to come in? If you want to resist,

The purpose failed."

Upon hearing this, Caifeng quickly put down the washbasin in her hand and knelt on the ground in fright: "I know I was wrong."

At this moment, he didn't see anyone appearing in the palace. He glanced at the two of them, turned around and caressed the sleeping person: "If nothing happens, you can go back."

"Murong Haochen, are you too possessive of Sister Lan'er? You are not afraid that she will leave you in the future."

Every time as long as Murong Haochen was by her side, he had no chance to be with her. He didn't seem to hear what he said just now, and looked at the woman in his arms as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that there was no movement from the emperor, Caifeng stood up and placed the basin next to the bed, then hurried down and whispered: "Your Highness, please don't make the emperor angry. Please go back."

Han Xin was so angry that her suppressed fire couldn't be released at all, and she stamped her feet in anger.

"Lan'er, will you leave me?" He stroked her smooth face and leaned over for a deep kiss. "I remember you said that you would never leave me."

He knew that Han Xin's words were irritating him, but he knew that Ye Yilan would not leave, so he seemed extremely calm.

Last night, he hugged her to sleep and never left her. And he never fell asleep deeply, for fear that she would not know when she woke up.

He wiped her face gently for her, every movement was extremely familiar. He still remembered how she had taken care of him, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

When he put down her hand, he didn't notice her slightly moving hand at all, but he heard the whistle outside the window. At this moment, he had to leave, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Lan'er, wait for me to come back."

The voice slowly reached her ears, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes slowly opened. Just now, she seemed to hear his voice saying in her ears, 'Wait for him to come back.' But he wanted to go

where?

As soon as I stood up, my head felt dizzy. I supported my head with one hand and the other hand on the bed. I looked around and saw no one. There was still a trace of warmth beside the bed, which was his temperature.

As soon as his body moved, his clothes slowly slipped down, and when he saw that his clothes were untied, he couldn't help but hug his body tightly, and a chill came over him.

Gently touching the wound on his forehead, he didn't know how long he had been asleep.

The door was gently pushed open. Murong Haochen closed the door and saw her sitting up on the bed. The joy on her lips could not be concealed. She opened the door again and asked Zi Ling to prepare a bowl of porridge.

He gradually approached her with gentle steps. She looked like this when she woke up, which made him extremely distressed.

His fingertips glided through her hair and he said softly: "Do you feel unwell? Do you want to call the doctor?"

Hearing this, Ye Yilan quickly shook her head but remained silent.

"Since you don't want to, then just lie down and rest."

Murong Haochen supported her body and slowly put her down. He could feel how weak her body was at this moment.

Ye Yilan looked into his eyes and could actually see remorse in his eyes. His gentle voice was the most deadly tone in her life.

"You are still blaming me. I should have held you in my arms that day and should not have let go of your hand. When I heard the news of your disappearance yesterday, do you know how worried I was."

After hearing his words, she could feel his feelings for his mother and concubine. She understood this feeling. But he never told himself that his mother and concubine had passed away long ago.

He slowly raised his hand and touched his stern side face. The moist tears had already covered his eyes: "I have never blamed you, so don't blame yourself. If I hadn't pretended to burn down Huayang Palace, you would have

not going to be mad."

In fact, it is myself who blames myself, not him.

"What can you do to share your pain with me? Seeing you alone in pain makes me feel pain too."

"Then don't share." Seeing her eyes moist, he leaned over and kissed her eyelids, and the slow tears seeped into his mouth, which was extremely bitter. "I make my own decisions about my affairs, you don't need to

worry."

Ye Yilan was about to speak when his lips directly covered hers. The gentle kiss was filled with too many emotions. She could feel his desire to possess her wantonly, but also a hint of affectionate reluctance.

Domineering and gentle coexist, and she has never been able to grasp the two sides of him.

I stretched out my arms to hug his neck, but my weak hands could never grasp it.

Seeing his possessiveness, Ye Yilan couldn't help but asked cautiously: "What did you do last night..."

"No."

He answered so simply and neatly, indeed, she shouldn't have the slightest doubt about him.

Murong Haochen pinched her chin and stared at her carefully: "Are you so unwilling to sleep with me?"

Seeing her taking off her clothes, he immediately stopped her: "What are you doing?"

"Your Majesty, don't you want your concubines to serve you and sleep with you?"

Ye Yilan knew that he was teasing her, but he couldn't help it every time, which made her feel deeply guilty.

"Today, my beloved concubine is not feeling well. How could I go so far?"
Chapter completed!