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Chapter One Hundred and Forty Two: The faint and long roar(1/2)

My hazy eyes slowly opened, and a faint fragrance lingered on the bed curtains, which made my body and mind feel much more relaxed.

She had never been as peaceful as she was last night, without any distracting thoughts lingering in her mind.

Why is this?

From beginning to end, she was still puzzled by this matter.

I have never known what to do with him.

Thinking of last night, he held her in his arms. He didn't make any movement or speak. Gradually, she seemed to fall asleep in his arms.

She knew that every time it fell, he always fell asleep silently.

But if you want to know whether he fell asleep, you simply don't know.

Sometimes I want to call him, but I don't want to because I am afraid of waking him up.

But how could she not know that sometimes he was indeed asleep, but he was just pretending.

He was always like this. Sometimes he didn't like to talk, which made people feel a little cold and arrogant. But gradually, she didn't feel that the uneasiness in her heart sometimes made her afraid of his coldness and arrogance again.

This cold and arrogant person made it difficult to get close to him.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he knew that this very familiar bed curtain was Chen Landian. He liked the dark tones mixed with his own bright tones.

This is him. No matter when he is, he will always keep things that belong to him. He is extremely meticulous in doing things, but when facing himself, he seems to be unruly.

The smile in the corners of his mouth could not help but reveal itself.

As soon as the gauze curtain was lifted, they saw three people kneeling on the ground. They were really at a loss: "What are you kneeling for?"

"The emperor has ordered that the clothes should be returned to the queen as soon as she wakes up."

Return them? Looking at the clothes in front of them, they stared at them suspiciously.

Ye Yilan's eyes immediately looked at her body in panic, and she quickly closed the curtain. She was still wrapped in the gauze curtain that he wrapped around her body yesterday. He actually carried himself into Chenlan Palace like this?

He lowered his head slightly, blushed with embarrassment, and bit his lip.

"Bring it up."

Ye Yilan was a little uncomfortable seeing three people coming to serve her all of a sudden. When she saw the two of them closing the curtain, she stood aside, waiting to speak.

The slave girl holding the clothes in her hands bowed slightly and said, "The emperor also asked this slave girl to tell the queen something."

After hearing this, Ye Yilan was extremely curious as to why he had to tell others what he had to say, why he didn't tell it himself.

Clutching the quilt tightly, my heart started to panic again for no apparent reason.

"Last night, the emperor wrapped his clothes around the empress without anyone looking at her."

Hearing this, Ye Yilan raised her eyes and looked at the maid in front of her. How could he let her tell this to others at will? Although these words did ease her doubts, it felt different when he heard it from his own mouth.

When the slave girl saw Chen Zhaoyi's eyes, she felt a little panicked. She immediately knelt on the ground and apologized: "This is what the emperor said, and I was ordered to tell it to you. I hope the empress can spare this slave girl."

"When did I say that I would punish you?" Seeing her kneeling down inexplicably, she shook her head helplessly. "For me, please change your clothes."

"Yes, empress."

Ye Yilan looked at the kiss mark on her neck in the mirror. It was actually deeper than before. This deep mark was where he had been kissing last night.

Looking at the three people behind her in the mirror, if Caifeng and Ziling saw this situation, they would definitely ask too much. Instead, they had no reaction at all, and it was as quiet as death. Only then did she realize that he didn't like to talk too much.

People like to stay quietly and don't want to be disturbed too much.

On the contrary, she was not used to this.

"Your Majesty, where are you now?"

"This slave doesn't know."

As soon as Ye Yilan turned around, they hurriedly knelt down. At that moment, she wanted to ask, but she was afraid that no matter how hard she tried to get to the bottom of it, she wouldn't be able to find out anything.

She watched the funnel go by little by little, and saw that it was almost noon but his figure never appeared in front of her.

"Slave, please see Chen Zhaoyi."

When Ye Yilan saw Han Yuan waiting outside, she knew he must be inside. Looking at the lotus seed porridge she made for him in her hand, she was afraid that he wouldn't be able to taste it.

"Since the emperor is inside reviewing the memorial, I won't disturb you."

"Your Majesty, the Emperor is resting inside." If Fei Yu hadn't come here just now, he pushed the door open and saw the Emperor sleeping on the table, so he didn't bother him. Seeing that Chen Zhaoyi came here specially, he knew that

The emperor must have been very happy to see Chen Zhaoyi here, so he persuaded her to stay. "In the past few days, the emperor has been dealing with the military affairs, but he has not slept at all. He also took care of the empress all night, so he stayed up all night. The empress should not blame the slave for talking too much, but also hopes that the empress will

Sometimes I try to persuade the emperor to please me. After all, the emperor always only wants to listen to his wife."

"I will naturally give more advice to the Emperor, so you can rest assured."

Han Yuan gently pushed the door open, and what came into view was his figure who was so tired that he fell asleep. He turned sideways and whispered softly: "You all should leave, I am here."

"Yes, I will order them all to retreat now."

The moment the door closed, his nervous heart couldn't help but feel relieved. He walked to the table very slowly, put down the porridge in his hand, and didn't dare to make any noise to disturb him from waking up.

Walking slowly in front of him, I saw that he was sleeping soundly. He must have not slept so peacefully for a long time. There was no frown between his brows. He must have been tired when he relaxed his vigilance so much.

Gently stroking the sloping hair, and covering his handsome face, he slowly leaned down, and was about to kiss her with his lips involuntarily, but the person in front of him suddenly opened his eyes and realized that at this moment

At this moment, her lips were so close to his. If she were to get closer, wouldn't it be that as soon as he woke up, he would directly attach his lips to hers and refuse to leave.

Those eyes stared coldly and arrogantly, and suddenly, she gradually realized that her behavior just now was covering up the panic in her heart. She turned around and left, and slowly thought with a trembling voice: "You must be hungry after sleeping for so long.

I'll make sure for you..."

Before Ye Yilan could say anything, she was hugged tightly by him from behind, and a gentle voice came into her ears: "What did you want to do just now?"

Although he was sleeping deeply, he had just regained consciousness. The slightest movement made him open his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw her approaching in front of him, staring at her lips that were about to come out.

Seeing her running away in panic, I was sure that there must be something evil in her mind.

"You are too worried." She took off his hand that was locked on her body, and instead she was held in his arms by him, and she sat down. Looking at his still haggard eyes, she couldn't help but feel bad for him. "These days.

Today, is it the imperial court that is causing you so much worry that you can't sleep?"

"It does happen."

What worried him was another thing. He asked Feiyu to thoroughly investigate all suspicious people in the palace. Recently, someone had deliberately caused trouble in the palace. The move of imprisoning Lan'er in Huayang Palace was very obvious. But

However, a dead cat appears again, which is extremely puzzling.

Just yesterday, Feiyu found a female corpse in that well.

The same killing method and the same hiding of corpses must have been done by the same person.

He originally thought that he would not pursue the matter after the last incident. Although Lan'er suffered physical pain, he did not investigate thoroughly. But now, his kindness that time made the man so presumptuous. He doesn't know what will happen next time.

Deal with your own woman.

In this palace, the only person Lan'er hates the most is her eldest grandson Wanji, but she is not stupid enough to do something so obvious.

If it wasn't a woman, he really couldn't figure out who wanted to harm her.

Seeing his eyes so absorbed, she called out softly: "Haochen, what are you thinking about?"

He gradually came back to his senses and looked at her with a smile. Seeing the meal she had prepared on the table, he held her waist tightly with one hand, tasted it carefully with the other, and said with a smile: "This is for you."

made?"

When she saw him putting the bowl in his hand, she knew why. She picked up the spoon and put it in her mouth to test the temperature. After feeling reassured, she put it into his mouth, but he looked proud with great enjoyment.

Smiling.

The moment I put it in my mouth, I tasted a very familiar taste on my tongue: "Lotus seed porridge, I haven't tasted this for a long time."

"This is your first time to drink." In her memory, he had never tasted it before, so why did he say it for a long time.

He was so happy that he almost forgot about it. He deliberately cleared his throat and concealed it: "Since I returned to the palace that day, I have never tasted any food cooked by you."

When he thought of the scene that day, he yearned more and more, wanting to spend his whole life with her like this.

Seeing that he had taken the bowl in his hand, and when he put it down, Ye Yilan couldn't help feeling disappointed, but she kept forcing a smile on her face and smiled at him: "Why, it's not to your taste?"

"No." Any meal she made was what she liked, so how could it not be consistent with it? Just thinking about something made him feel a little dark. Instead, he hugged her even tighter.

The frown never relaxed. "I want you to stay in Chenlan Palace and stay with me."

"If you don't put national affairs first, I will choose to leave."

"Then I should finish reviewing the memorial as soon as possible and then come to accompany you." Lifting her chin, he couldn't help but hold her chin in his mouth again, clasping her head with one hand while restlessly comforting her head with the other.

back.

Murong Haochen's lips kissed her neck again, he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and said slowly and shyly: "The kiss marks haven't faded yet."

Hearing this, looking at the deep kiss mark, a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the red mark on his forehead, the gentle voice sounded again: "Well, is the injury on your forehead better?"

This morning she deliberately took off the gauze to remove any pain from the reddish wound.

The deep love is as deep as the morning, and the love is lingering for a long time.

A piece of music on the piano is soothing, as if the heart is worried, and the long and quiet sound is soothing.
To be continued...
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