Spring flowers rain from morning to night, and I think about a dream and a quiet curtain day and night.

Point your fingers around the sky of lovesickness, and don’t give up thinking about the vast dream.

Who is in love with the mortal world and who is lonely? It only makes people feel confused.

The curtains were fluttering, and the man in his arms gradually woke up, reaching out his hand to gently touch his strong chest.

She raised her eyes slightly and saw that he was sleeping soundly, still holding her tightly for fear that she might run away. She stood up slightly and lightly traced his eyebrows with her fingertips. She couldn't help but think of everything that happened last night, and there was a hint of shyness in the corner of her mouth.

He did not do anything excessive in the peach forest, but once again carried him all the way back to Qinlan Palace. The warmth last night was more affectionate than before. Even though there was no sexual intercourse between them, his love

The meaning is more profound and meaningful.

She leaned over and kissed his lips, her heart beating wildly. She thought he would wake up, but this time there was no reaction.

She pursed her lips subconsciously, and the slight blush on her cheeks could not hide her shy look.

Sometimes even she herself doesn't know what kind of feelings she has for him.

She stood up slowly, but her body was hugged tightly by him. She didn't dare to press his body. She reached out to pick up the clothes on the ground, and a sleepy voice slowly sounded: "Whatever you want, I'll help you."

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After hearing this, Ye Yilan lowered her eyes and looked at him. Apparently there was a hint of secret joy on the corner of his mouth, and she realized that she had been deceived by him again.

Seeing him picking up the clothes on the ground, holding his body tightly with one hand and getting up, he put the clothes on for her himself and tied them carefully. He raised her chin, looked at the lip mark between the collarbones, and secretly

Smirking. Pretending to be indifferent, he sighed: "It seems that I shouldn't have thrown my clothes on the ground in the past, so that you can rest peacefully."

Looking at his snickering mouth, he covered the mark on his body, turned his back to him displeased, and asked: "Did you wake up very early?"

"Have you forgotten that I have the habit of waking up early?" Seeing that she wanted to escape from him so much, he refused to let her go. He hugged her body tightly from behind and whispered in his ear.

"That kiss just now, I want to do it again."

In fact, when she woke up from her arms, he also woke up. She reached out and touched his eyebrows, and he wanted to open his eyes, but he never thought that she would kiss her. At that moment, he wanted to hug her tightly.

He held her body and kissed her deeply, but still gave up the idea.

Now he was holding her in his arms just for a kiss, which made her heart palpitate.

She tilted her head and looked at his face from the corner of her eye. When he just said that he wanted to kiss again, she could see that her face was slightly red. At that moment, she really forgot that he had this habit of not opening his eyes when he woke up.

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She pursed her lips subconsciously, let go of his tightly held hands, and said with a smile, "It's getting late, so I'll help the emperor change his clothes."

When Murong Haochen saw her wanting to run away, a look of evil appeared on his lips. He turned around and pressed her down. A seductive voice slowly reached her ears: "I regretted last night."

Watching his hand slowly sliding down the side of her face, her heart was really nervous, and she clutched the quilt tightly with both hands, but she knew that he must be teasing her, even if it wasn't teasing, just because she was his woman.

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"However, it's not too late now." Seeing that there was no ferocious expression in her eyes, he clasped her hands tightly and kissed her, but this time she had no intention of avoiding it. She frowned slightly.

Meiyu asked, "Why, don't you resist?"

Seeing that she hesitated to speak, he smiled bitterly and got out of bed. Instead, he was held by her hands and said, "Are you angry?"

angry?

He, is this considered angry?

He didn't think so himself, but she cared so much about it, which made him curiously ask: "Why do you care so much?"

"I care."

Do you care? Lan'er, do you really care about all my feelings?

While he was thinking, she kissed him awkwardly. He knew that she couldn't kiss, but this kiss made him secretly happy.

He held her in his arms affectionately and held each other tightly. He opened his eyes slightly and saw her frowning.

Slowly let go and pecked gently, feeling deeply guilty: "I'm sorry, I just..."

Ye Yilan immediately stretched out her hand to stop his lips. She didn't blame him, but she was just not used to his crazy and deep kisses.

He grabbed her hand and kissed the back of her hand deeply. He smiled lovingly, and his eyes were filled with her shadow.

"Lan'er, I want you to make me a bowl of noodles with your own hands, how about it?" Seeing her puzzled face, what he just said made him a little flustered. Pretending to be calm, he said again, "On Xun Yu's birthday, you personally

I prepared a bowl of noodles for him, which I am envious of."

envious?

This is just the most ordinary Yangchun noodles. You can see the yearning in the corner of his mouth, which shows how much he wants the Yangchun noodles cooked by himself.

"Why didn't you tell me last night, but it's all over now. Do you mind?" Looking down, I saw the scars left on his body. I stretched out my hand to touch it, but he held it tightly again.

catch.

"Won't."

Those affectionate words made her quickly take back her hand, and her shyness made her tremble a little: "I'll change my clothes first, why don't I let Zi Ling take care of me..."

"When I was fifteen years old and dared to be alone, I didn't need others to take care of me. I got used to it." He hugged her body from behind and held her nervous hands. He resolutely couldn't hide the smile on his lips.

Affectionately. "Now, I only want to let you serve me alone, just because you are my woman."

Just because she is his woman?

I recited this sentence silently in my heart for a long time before slowly speaking: "Lan'er, I will always be with you and will never let you be alone again."

For him, these words were enough.

Holding his face with both hands, just as he leaned forward to kiss him again, Ye Yilan saw the situation and subconsciously avoided it, saying softly: "If you want to eat, don't waste time."

Seeing her like this, he coughed lightly and let her go pretending to be calm.

After seeing her leave, he couldn't help but touch his lips. The kiss just now was probably unforgettable in his life. He never thought that one day she would take such initiative, nor did he think that she would say those words, but he would always be able to

She felt the love for herself in her body.

And for such a smart person, she can be confused sometimes.

Lan'er, you asked me to wait, but after all, I will never be as patient as before, waiting for the day when you understand.

One day, you will understand that everything, including all the things I have concealed, will be revealed one by one.

After a while, the door was gently opened, and when he saw her, he couldn't hide his smile.

Ye Yilan looked at him standing there and always felt that the distance between them seemed close but was actually far away. She didn't know why she had this wrong feeling.

What on earth is she thinking about?

Murong Haochen raised his eyes and couldn't help but smile: "Are you so fascinated to watch me eating noodles?"

After hearing this, I subconsciously came back to my senses. I was a little at a loss and shook my head quickly.

Seeing him smile, she became a little suspicious and asked, "How much information can you get about me from your brother or from Nian Qing?"

After hearing this, he put down his chopsticks, grabbed her body, and the sound of snorting gradually reached her ears, and said in a low voice: "You don't need to know about this."

She really shouldn't ask this. He never really wanted to tell himself these things. On the contrary, once she asked, he would not answer.

Seeing her contemplative look, he looked at her lips with salivation, raised a hint of evil thoughts at the corner of his mouth, raised her chin, kissed her softly, and asked affectionately: "What wish did you make that night?"

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He raised his eyes and stared at him, then whispered in his ear very softly: "That's what I said just now, I won't leave you alone..."

"Your Majesty, this servant needs to tell you something again."

Ye Yilan was about to continue speaking, but was interrupted by Han Yuan's voice. Murong Haochen understood these words better.

There was a hint of affectionate smile in his eyes.

Seeing that she wanted to leave his arms so much, he had no choice but to put her body down.

Seeing his unwilling look, Ye Yilan secretly smiled for a while, put her hands on his shoulders, kissed his face, and chuckled uncontrollably: "Not yet, let me

Come in."

Murong Haochen felt quite relieved to see her so happy today, at least she would not be suppressing the uneasiness in her heart like yesterday.

In a blink of an eye, he said coldly: "Come in."

Han Yuan, who was standing outside the door, heard that there was no movement inside. When he sighed in despair, he suddenly heard the emperor's cold voice and hurried in and reported: "The envoy of the Northern Desert has made an appointment with the emperor in the imperial garden."

We met and said we had something important to discuss."

Hearing this, Murong Haochen couldn't help but frown, and said coldly and arrogantly with disdain: "Let me go there in person, why not let him come in person?"

Ye Yilan listened to the conversation between the two of them: Zi Ling? I don’t know what you want to see him for?

She looked at him and kept saying something in her mind, but she never spoke.

If he was told to be careful about this person, Murong Haochen would definitely realize that he had any relationship with him. After all, he had been said to be Murong Haoli's subordinate before, but now he was from the Northern Desert.

Did Murong Haoli not know the origin of this man?

"Slave too..." He hesitated, unable to say anything.

Seeing that he couldn't explain, Ye Yilan walked to his side and spoke for Han Yuan: "Your Majesty, after all, the people of Beimo are guests, so why should we care about these things."

Murong Haochen pondered for a long time. The people from the Northern Desert had been here for several months, but they had forgotten about their marriage. If she hadn't mentioned this, they might have forgotten the purpose of their trip.

She stretched out her hand to straighten his clothes and persuaded him: "I know that the emperor has been extremely worried about military matters recently, but we cannot ignore the people in the Northern Desert."

He turned his head to her ear and said affectionately: "Then, I will listen to you."

Holding her face, he kissed her forehead deeply.
Chapter completed!