The sleeping face of the person on the bed is as delicate and charming as a beautiful lady.

A teardrop was dotted on the long eyelashes, and the tear stains in the corners of the eyes had long been integrated into the fair face.

Qian Qian slowly opened her eyes with consciousness. She thought she would be able to see him as soon as she opened her eyes, but she thought too much. She gently wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes and couldn't help but laugh to herself.

She could actually shed tears in her dreams, which was becoming more and more strange to her.

Looking out the window, the sky was getting dark, but she didn't know that she had slept so long, but she had never felt so peacefully asleep.

Since waking up, she has fallen asleep peacefully, and he may never have come again.

His weak body was still a little weak, so he stood up slowly, picked up the hanging clothes and put them on his body. Sitting in the mirror, looking at his expressionless self, the wound on his forehead was still a little faint when touched.

of pain.

When he raised his head, he saw the mark on his neck. This was not a pinch mark from him last night, but a kiss mark from him. I don't know how long he kissed her while he was unconscious.

Suddenly, the blush on her face slowly bloomed like petals, as beautiful as fire.

After a long time, I heard the door slowly opening, I turned my head expectantly, and the smile at the corner of my mouth gradually dimmed.

As soon as Zi Ling saw the empress sitting in front of her dressing room, she put down the medicine bowl in her hand and went to help her up and sit down at the table: "Your Majesty is still so weak, why did you get out of bed?"

Weak? If you are so weak that you can't even get out of bed, wouldn't you become a cripple?

Looking at her, she couldn't help but think of what he said this morning. He held Zi Ling's hand, looked at her with worried eyes, and asked: "Your Majesty, have you ever been in trouble?"

Zi Ling immediately pulled her hand away, but shook her head and said nothing.

This scene is very similar to what it was like in the Fourth Mansion.

Picking up the medicine in front of her, the strong smell of the medicine rushed directly into her nose and could not be dissipated for a long time. She frowned, hesitated for a while and then put it down. She smiled lightly and said, "In the future, if the emperor makes things difficult for you again, just tell me. You

He is no longer the slave beside him who does things for him."

"Zi Ling will definitely remember the great kindness of the empress." She never thought that Chen Zhaoyi would protect her in this way. This time it was indeed her negligence, and it was normal for the emperor to punish herself. But he had just met her.

Unwilling to drink the medicine, he held the medicine in front of her again and warned: "Your Majesty, you'd better drink the medicine. This is the emperor's special instruction to this slave, and you must watch your Majesty drink it."

Did he give special instructions?

"Your Majesty, where are you?"

"The emperor is in the side hall. Does the empress want the emperor to come?"

"No need."

Side hall?

I originally thought that he would not stay in Qinlan after he left, but I didn't expect that I was overly worried. After hearing this, I gradually felt more relieved.

Zi Ling saw that the empress was still hesitating after picking it up, and then said: "The emperor did not ask the servants to prepare the candied fruit this time. He said that if the empress did not drink it, the emperor would come in person and watch the empress drink it.

"

With frowning eyebrows, he drank without hesitation for a moment, and the bitter taste kept permeating in his mouth. He knew clearly that he did not want to drink medicine or give candied fruit, so he had to use this method to force himself to drink.

If he comes, he doesn't know how to force himself.

"I just want to take a bath."

She had not bathed in the past few days, but she felt a little uncomfortable all over.

The white gauze danced slowly in the breeze, and the smoke filled the entire bathing pool, making it look like a fairyland surrounded by clouds and mist.

A white figure loomed in the pool.

Her fingertips gently traced across the pool, then she picked up a petal and put it into her lips. She slowly closed her eyes. The temperature in the pool soothed her body and mind. It occurred to her mind that he also put the petals into her mouth at that time.

Put it in your lips and be intimate with yourself in the pool.

His eyes slowly opened, he put the petals of his lips into the pool, and paddled the water surface to let it float freely.

"Your Majesty, if I hadn't heard Zi Ling say that the Emperor had ordered not to tell anyone else, I would not have known about your Majesty's disappearance last night." Caifeng said as she wiped it gently. Her worries these days were absolutely correct.

, but the empress was already safe and sound when it happened, and she felt much more at ease at that time.

But when I thought about the scene last night, I felt happy for the empress, and said slowly: "I don't know, the emperor looked so anxious when he carried the empress into the Qinlan Palace that night."

"Yeah?"

Hearing this, the corners of her mouth couldn't hide the joy. But he was so anxious, but he had never been anxious in front of her.

Seeing the petals on her arms, she raised her hands happily, and the water slowly poured down from them.

The person behind him kept looking at the people in the pool, and said in a low and cold voice: "Talk too much."

He heard everything Caifeng said just now.

Hearing this, Caifeng was so frightened that she immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Slave, I know I was wrong, and I hope the emperor will spare my life."

He said coldly: "Go down."

Caifeng put down the handkerchief in her hand and hurriedly stepped back.

Ye Yilan heard his voice and quickly retracted her raised hand. At this moment, she had no clothes to cover her.

Holding her body, she turned slightly sideways and looked up at him, who was still looking at her. She turned away shyly and said, "If it were another slave, the emperor should have punished her long ago."

Seeing her so shy in the pool, but he was looking down. On the steps of the pool, he picked up a petal and looked at it carefully: "I think it's good to keep the purple water chestnut by your side. Not to mention

, Caifeng grew up with you, but I don’t like talkative slaves."

She raised her eyes slightly so that his eyes could meet each other, but she saw a trace of lust.

"Caifeng's words will make you angry, but what she said is not wrong. Why should the emperor blame her?"

"In my eyes, you are worse than a slave, right?" She always cared about everyone in Qinlan Palace, except herself.

After hearing this, she didn't want to answer his meaningless question.

"I am taking a bath, I hope the emperor will step aside."

Murong Haochen saw her back turned to him, narrowed her eyes slightly, and traced an evil smile on the corner of her mouth.

There seemed to be no sound behind her. She had just lowered her guard, and her defenseless body had already been locked in his arms.

Ye Yilan's body was facing away from him, but at this moment, his hand was tightly wrapped around her flat belly, caressing her slowly, and clasped her arm with one hand.

He could feel the person in his arms wanting to escape, and warned: "Don't move."

Ye Yilan could feel his hot chest, and her hands, which had nowhere to place, could only be placed on her body, covering her body firmly.

"You are weak, how about letting me take care of your bath?"

The emotional voice slowly reached her ears, making her panic.

She knew that at this moment, she was enough to make him unable to restrain his desires.

"But..."

He turned her body around, raised her chin, and stared deeply. His lips gradually came closer to hers, and he couldn't help but think of the scene when she kissed him this morning. When he wanted to meditate, his mind was filled with her image.

, has never been as strong as it is now.

A joking voice came slowly: "I just want to get closer to you so that you won't be afraid of having sex in the future."

As soon as he touched her body, he could feel her trembling, and he hugged her waist and deliberately kept her close to him. He knew that now he had already lost his mind, and his impetuous heart was burning his body.

His hot hands touched her skin and comforted her: "Lan'er, don't reject me. I won't touch you at this moment."

Her body was so close to his, and her blushing face meant that she had already sensed his affection and was contradicting her, which was why he felt so uneasy and scared.

She pushed him away in fear, picked up the handkerchief outside the pool, walked up to him, and stretched out her trembling hands to his strong chest: "I, my concubine, will serve the emperor to take a bath."

But his eyes kept staring at her, making her dare not stare. But he grabbed the handkerchief in his hand and wiped her body gently.

Seeing that he was silent, Ye Yilan slowly moved his hand down and saw her chest. She stopped what she was doing and slowly lifted her body out of the water. The water just covered her chest, but

Seeing his lips slowly approaching, I thought he would do something crazy in response, kissing the top of his chest with a numbing sensation.

He had already seen through the looming body in the water. This was the most embarrassing behavior between them.

Holding her in the water, Ye Yilan subconsciously covered her body, but shyly whispered: "Don't look."

Seeing this, Murong Haochen raised a gentle smile on his lips.

He gently put her on the soft foot, pulled the Qingwu gauze curtain over her body.

Ye Yilan stared at him quietly, her nervous body gradually letting go of her guard. She turned her head and looked at him lying peacefully beside her, with the water drops on his body slowly sliding down.

Just as she was about to stand up, he forcibly pulled her into his arms and raised her chin to examine her.

"I'm not leaving." Looking into his eyes, he subconsciously turned his head away and said shyly, "I just want to get some clothes and put them on for you."

"Can't you just want to put it on for yourself?" Murong Haochen took one look at her outfit and couldn't help but smile to himself.

After hearing this, she would never have thought that he would actually say these words, and hit him with a trace of annoyance: "You wrapped the gauze around me, how could I dare to make the decision on my own?"

He hugged her and lay down slowly, raised his head and closed his eyes, but heard his voice gradually lowering: "When can you stop moving?"

She bit her lips shyly, and before she could react, she was already sitting on his waist. She touched his hot chest with her hands, and looked at his cold eyes from time to time, but she looked calm and composed.

"You are not in the side hall, why are you here?" She has been curious about his appearance. This man is always elusive, which makes her uneasy.
To be continued...