Sitting on the window sill, she looked out the window at the patter of rain, the water drops dripping from the eaves, and her gentle voice was like a clear melody.

In the past few days, she had been recuperating in Chenlan Palace. Except for the bedroom and the study, she had never stepped out of the palace.

Every night he would take the purple magnolia from the Qinlan Palace and put it in the palm of his hand for others to admire.

She remembered that one night, she remembered that the purple jade whistle he had given her had been dropped by him during his escape, but he had picked it up due to some strange combination of circumstances. And that night was her first time

Hold this thing tightly in the palm of your hand overnight.

Instead, he took it out and put it outside his pillow while he was sleeping.

When I thought about it, he would rush over as soon as he came to court without even taking off his private clothes. Seeing him looking so anxious, he said, 'I'm afraid you'll be impatient, so I'll come to see you right away';

But when he said this, she really wanted to tell him that she was never in a hurry in Chen Lan Palace.

Every time he was in the study, he would quietly look at everything outside, but now that the injury on his foot was healing, he still didn't want to let himself go out.

Counting the days, Han Xin's wedding day seems to be getting closer and closer. I don't know what she plans to do. I'm afraid she has figured out what will happen on that day.

I sighed sadly and looked at the paper I was drawing on, but I had no intention of drawing, so I put it down in frustration.

"Why are you unhappy?"

Hearing those familiar words, I suddenly raised my eyes and stared at that person, clutching his sleeves with both hands. But every time I saw him, I seemed to be hiding the words in my heart, but I didn't know how to talk to him.

Ever since he entered the door, he had seen her sitting there boredly. Now her sad eyes were looking at him, and the corners of her mouth were raised in an affectionate smile.

When he saw her getting up, he immediately called her worriedly: "Don't move."

At that sound, she really didn't dare to move. She stood there waiting for him to walk towards her, stretched out her hand to hold his cuffs, and looked at him with a trace of anger in her eyes: "The wounds are almost healed.

You still want to treat me like a cripple."

Seeing her angry look, Murong Haochen lowered his eyes and looked at her hands, then pulled her into his arms, running his palms through her hair, lovingly hugging her body tighter.

:"Is not it good?"

Is he blaming himself like this?

He lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his arms with a calm posture, but said nothing. He frowned and asked with a hint of low condolences: "Why are you always depressed, but what did I do wrong?"

"What you said is really wrong." After hearing what he said, she wanted to tell him everything in her heart.

Standing up from his arms, looking directly into his eyes, he said softly: "You have kept me locked in Chenlan Palace, and you have never let me go out for a walk, and you don't want me to do anything. When did I become a useless person?"

, let you take care of me day and night."

Lan'er, is this what you have always been unhappy about?

"But I just want to love you, and I want to show everything about you to only me." He stared deeply at her with affectionate eyes and stroked her face with one hand. "Why didn't you say it before?"

Don't look away, but still wantonly angry: "If I said it, how could you take such a trivial matter to your heart?"

Seeing her wanting to run away, Murong Haochen picked her up and put her on a chair. He leaned over and pressed her down, pretending to be angry and said: "Now you are becoming more and more unruly. You dare to talk to me like this."

say."

"Didn't you say that when there are only two of us, it doesn't matter what happens." She hugged his neck with both hands and leaned into his ear. "But, are you kidding anymore?"

Looking at the smile in the corners of her smart eyes, this moving smile, he still remembered the scene when he met her for the first time, with such a smile. He could remember such a smile for a lifetime, it seemed that such a smile

, a long time passed, a long time...

He slowly went down, hugged the back of her head, and his eyes were still deep and blurred with emotion.

The hot kiss covered her softly, the tips of their tongues depended on each other, and they tossed and turned like each other.

A ray of sunlight poured in from the window, illuminating the two of them with halo-like colors.

Deeply kissing each other, falling deeply into confusion, like a pair of mandarin ducks caught in the dust, they feel as if they are at home.

The trees also rubbed back and forth in the breeze, sounding like bells.

Her body gradually became limp, and he was the only one supporting her body.

The emotion is deep and the love is endless.

Emotionally moved, he uneasily took off her belt with his other hand, and with his force, a trace of loose clothing was opened with a slight movement.

He knew that if he wanted her right now, he would definitely be unwilling. But he was also afraid. After all, she was his only woman, and he wanted to give her all his tenderness.

Ye Yilan looked at her messy clothes, and she felt his touch just now. When she slowly woke up, she saw him standing by the window with his back to her.

He hurriedly grabbed his clothes and closed them, stood up and turned his back to dress his messy body neatly.

Murong Haochen turned sideways, not even looking at her out of the corner of his eyes. His hands were trembling slightly, but they were tightly clenched.

"Lan'er, I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself at the moment."

After hearing this, Ye Yilan turned around and saw his appearance, and the panic she had just now completely disappeared. A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she couldn't help but smile when she saw him like this.

In fact, she didn't think much about it at the time. After all, their relationship was only in name only. How could any man in the world be so tolerant?

I really owe him too much.

The moment Ye Yilan hugged him from behind, she suddenly felt her heart relaxed a little. But she didn't want to embarrass him too much, nor did she want him to be like this. All kinds of distracting thoughts were just temporary.

"My concubine, this is the first time I have seen the emperor in such a panic. If others knew about it, they would think that the emperor is incompetent."

Murong Haochen grasped her hands and released them. He turned around and looked at her with a cold look in his gloomy eyes. He secretly curled up his lips and said, "If I didn't take your feelings into consideration, why would I let you go?"

"On the contrary, I am wrong." A rippling smile swayed slightly. "It seems that I should go back to Qinlan Palace. I am afraid that if the emperor gets angry, I don't know what he will do to me?"

Seeing this, he stretched out his hand and hugged her body into his arms. He leaned his lips next to his ear and breathed softly: "Where did you get this playful temperament?"

She turned her head and raised her eyes slightly to look at him, her moving eyes were piercing, and she couldn't help but secretly said sadly: "Haochen, your apology just now made me feel guilty. As the emperor, you have to consider me even if you sleep with me."

"Did I do something wrong? This is simply not what a concubine should do, is it?"

Sometimes she also reflects on everything about herself, but once she faces him, guilt slowly creeps up in her heart.

Just because it hurt him so much, she seemed to be doing something that hurt him. She didn't know what the consequences would be, but she just hoped that they could continue as before.

"I said that things you don't want to do will not be forced on you until you want it."

This time, he won't force her to do anything.

As long as she is happy, that is enough.

After listening to his words, Ye Yilan knew that he had already let go of him safely, but she still didn't understand him after all.

She leaned into his arms and looked at him expectantly: "Tomorrow, I want to go to Chenlan Palace."

"Let's talk tomorrow."

The hands she held in her arms gradually loosened up, and she seemed to feel a sense of alienation. Instead, she saw him holding her face and kissing her forehead deeply: "Don't worry, I won't leave you."

Worrying? She has never really felt at ease. Even during the time she spent with him, the lies weighed in her heart like she couldn't breathe, and it was so depressing and depressing.

Hug each other affectionately and kiss each other.

Two people in one palace, like mandarin ducks and brocade, prosperous and in love.

The pavilion falls into the water pavilion, and the birds sing in unison.

The fragrance is deep and secluded, and you are alone beside others.

A person is leaning against a pillar alone, with the bait in his hand falling into the water. Watching the fish feeding together under the pavilion, he can taste the fragrance of the bait alone.

But what did she get by serving the same king with him? An honorable title, empty of vanity, and never truly possessing all the true feelings.

After the incident of the dead cat in the palace, rumors spread widely. But even though he killed the talkative slave, he still felt helpless at that moment when he recalled the blood-stained cat in front of him.

It's been so long since the incident has gone by without calm, and it's impossible to find out who was behind the scenes.

But why did that person plan everything?

Today, he appeared again in Fengque Palace, and his panic has not calmed down yet.

She will tolerate all these one by one, and one day she will pay them all back.

"The queen is so elegant. She is here to have a heart-to-heart talk with the king."

"Slave, see King Wenxuan."

From the time he saw his eldest grandson Wan Ji inviting him here outside the pavilion, she still hadn't made any progress after not seeing her for half a year.

With such an arrogant person like her, she couldn't even deal with Ye Yilan. It was simply useless.

Upon hearing this, the eldest grandson Guanji hummed disdainfully, and slowly dropped the bait in his hand. There was a deep smile in his arrogant eyes: "Of course, I will not be like my cousin, who only talks to others at night.

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"Sure enough, being the mother of a country is different." He naturally raised his eyebrows, sat down alone, picked up the tea in front of him, frowned slightly and sighed helplessly. "It's a pity, you are so talented.

, I didn’t even spend a single night sleeping with him. Do you hate the Emperor so much?"

Murong Haoli always thought that he could tolerate it for a long time before and not speak out what was in his heart, but now he does not know how to restrain himself, and his love for Ye Yilan is unique.

He wanted to win Ye Yilan's heart, whether it was the throne or a woman, he wanted it.

"If we say hate, it's also hate for Ye Yilan."

If it hadn't been for her appearance, how could he have lived in such a humble state?
To be continued...