For Ye Yilan, the only obstacle between them was Murong Haoli. If she really didn't think too much and didn't keep his words in mind, would there not be such an obstacle.

And what Murong Haoli said was something she had never known before, which naturally made her suspicious involuntarily.

I knew I couldn't doubt him, but there was a voice in my heart that kept telling me, 'Murong Haochen, there are still many secrets that have not been revealed one by one';

His secrets will only be revealed at the right time, just like what happened between them when they were young. Although the plot is a bit vague, the situation and scene still come to mind.

She didn't dare to raise her arms to wrap her arms around his neck, so she could only lie on his shoulders. He didn't touch her skin tightly, but hugged her shoulders.

He raised his eyes slightly and stared into those gentle eyes, with a calm and calm mind, and asked: "Haochen, you have never doubted me, why didn't you love you before?"

"Whether you love or not, it's just a matter of a moment. As long as you love at this moment, it's enough." This matter has been in his heart for so long, but he mentioned it for no reason today, which just brought it to his heart.

He told her everything in order to avoid worrying again in the future. He gently stroked her shoulders and said with a sigh of relief: "I said, everything will start again. Don't think too much about the past. Just remember,

The person you have identified with throughout your life has always been me."

Ye Yilan smiled softly, knowing that there would be no results, so why bother. Regardless of whether he knew it or not, what he said was correct, and everything would start again. But the longer the hidden secrets are accumulated in the heart, the more guilty they feel.

If he knew, how could he hide it for so long? In the past, when the two of them quarreled, he would reveal it when he got angry, but he didn't. Presumably, he didn't know it yet.

Perhaps this was just a cover-up trick by Murong Haoli.

This generation, I am afraid, cannot escape his control. No matter whether this marriage is with him or not, since it is already destined, how can we tamper with destiny.

He clenched his hands secretly and struggled in his heart for a long time. He bit his lip and said, "Then you married me because of the love we had when we were young and didn't have any intention?"

He knew he shouldn't doubt it, but he still told it. Just for the truth, so that he could know the authenticity of everything Murong Haoli said.

She was his concubine, so naturally she had to stand on his side in everything. No matter how deep her love for Murong Haoli was in the past, at least she knew now that she could no longer live without Murong Haochen.

Hearing this, Murong Haochen's eyes darkened secretly. He put her hand on his chest, held her fingertips and traced them close to her heart. His condensed voice had a hint of tenderness: "Do you want me to give you my hand?"

Take my heart out and show it to you?"

Ye Yilan pulled her hands away, slowly stretched her hands towards his shoulders, supported her body and tried to stand on tiptoes, slowly approached him, and gently pecked his lips.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but put his arm on her back, caressing her gently, scooping up the water from the pool and slowly sliding it down her back.

Her guilty eyes did not dare to look directly at him, and she lowered her eyes and said, "I shouldn't have disturbed my heart because of someone else's words."

Shouldn’t?

Murong Haochen suddenly frowned and secretly said in his heart: You really shouldn't listen to other people's slander and have any misunderstandings about me.

Taking the opportunity, he took her lips in his mouth and savored the mellow fragrance of her lips affectionately. He wandered between her earlobes and murmured carefully: "Remember, no matter what others say, you can only believe it."

I am the only one who will not deceive you. If others disturb your heart and make you upset, you can get angry with me. Just like today, your inexplicable anger is because of my lack of consideration, which makes you feel that I am distant.

, that’s why. I have never blamed you for these."

Murong Haochen, you are the emperor after all. How can you accept my willfulness one by one in this day and night? What I am most afraid of is that I don’t know what will happen and we will get into disputes.

She believed in him only because she could see clearly what he was doing, but once she didn't know, she became deeply suspicious of him.

She was also thinking about what to do. Murong Haoli's words were mostly true and false, but only a few of them were credible.

There was a hint of endearment in the corner of his eyes, and he kissed his forehead, contradicting each other, and raised his eyebrows playfully: "It seems that it is impossible for you to leave me."

When he raised his eyes to look at those loving eyes, he could not help but blush on his cheeks due to embarrassment.

Lowering his eyes and looking at her body, he couldn't allow himself to have any lust at this moment. All he wanted was that she had always been willing to do it.

He slowly put his hand down, his wandering and elegant eyes not daring to look at her again.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Ye Yilan immediately held his hand and asked anxiously: "Where are you going?"

Hearing this, he lowered his eyes and smiled. He raised her chin teasingly, stared at her affectionately, and raised her evil lips slightly: "You want to bathe in the pool all night? If you don't mind, I can do that."

Accompany you."

Seeing that he looked ungrateful, he bit his lip with a shy look on his face.

Seeing the situation, he whispered in his ear very affectionately: "Don't worry, I will wait for you outside after changing my clothes."

Watching him leave, Ye Yilan seemed to be unable to feel the tightness in her heart that she had felt before. Perhaps, he had already been deeply ingrained in her heart.

From his behavior just now, she could tell that he had been controlling his emotions.

Haochen, give me some more time to think about it again...

The candles shine brightly in the night, alluding to the connection between love and affection.

A wisp of fragrance, tangy and fragrant.

Murong Haochen gently put her down, took off the kerchief and walked behind her, took off the hairpin from her hair, wiped it gently, and his gentle voice slowly came: "This is so beautiful

If I don't dry my hair, I'll have to worry again if I catch a cold."

Turning slightly sideways and looking at his figure, I suddenly felt an unusual sense of happiness at this moment.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zi Ling came in person. He put down the bowl he was carrying and asked with curiosity, "What is this?"

"You will know after you drink it." He pretended not to tell her, fearing that she would not want to drink it.

Seeing his mysterious look with puzzled eyes, she still picked it up with hesitation and sniffed it with extreme caution. With her frowning eyebrows, she put it down with a look of disgust and hid in his arms to escape: "It's getting late.

It's time to rest."

Seeing the situation, he soothed her back and said very affectionately in her ear: "I know you don't want to drink it, but if you don't drink ginger soup after being caught in the rain, the coldness won't go away."

He knew that she didn't like to drink ginger soup since she was a child, but for her health he had to give orders. Seeing her resistance, he didn't want to accommodate her anymore.

He separated her body from his arms, but her appearance was very much like that of her childhood. The soft light of doting could no longer fill her with deep affection for her: "Be obedient and drink this bowl of ginger soup."

Ye Yilan personally watched him bring the bowl of ginger soup in front of her, still resisting strongly in her heart.

If you know you don't want to drink, why force yourself?

He pursed his lips, turned his head away, and murmured softly to himself: "In the past, my father would never force me to drink."

After hearing this, he stared with cold eyes and said, "In front of me, you have no right to refuse."

Lan'er, you should know that I am not forcing you.

In fact, he didn't want to force her, he was just thinking about her health, just like this...

If she didn't drink it, he would force himself to drink it.

He took it with great reluctance, screwed up his eyes tightly, and still endured drinking it with a look of disgust on his face.

The pungent smell emitted lingered on the tip of my nose and lingered on the tip of my nose, and the spicy taste passed through my throat. I couldn't help but put it down, covered my mouth and kept retching.

Seeing this, Murong Haochen put all the remaining ginger soup in his mouth, hugged her body in his arms, pinched her chin, directly covered her with kisses, and gradually absorbed the ginger in his mouth.

The soup slowly flowed into her mouth, and when he saw her squinting her eyes, he knew that she was extremely uncomfortable but he had to do this.

"You are going too far, how can you all..."

"share weal and woe."

When Ye Yilan pushed him away, the spicy taste kept irritating her throat, making her extremely uncomfortable.

And when he saw her in his arms again, he naturally had to bear her suffering together: "From now on, I will bear with you all the things you don't want to do."

Take responsibility for something you don’t want to do?

Murong Haochen, I never need you to bear anything for me, as long as you live a comfortable life.

Holding her cheek, everything in his eyes was as bright as the stars. He poured her a glass of water himself to relieve the discomfort just now, and sighed sadly: "This time, I don't mind whether you blame me or hate me."

"

Ye Yilan pretended to be angry and took it from his hand, warning coldly: "If you give it to me again, you will never get me."

When he reached out to touch her cheek, those words made him secretly clench his fists and put them down resolutely.

"I've never had you, so why would I care whether I get you or not."

When a mouthful of cool liquid lubricated his throat, after hearing those words, he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at him. Those gloomy eyes contained a lot of worries.

"Haochen, I..."

Seeing her worried look, he held her body in his arms and raised the corners of his indifferent lips slightly: "Have a good night's sleep and force the sweat out, so that you won't get cold."

He gently put her body into the quilt and wrapped her body tightly. He gently touched her cheek with his warm hands and comforted her with words: "My mother-in-law also tried this method back then."

Ye Yilan could feel his pain when she saw him mentioning things about his mother and concubine. Although there was no thought in those eyes, he had buried these deeply in his heart.

Seeing her in his arms, he didn't want her to worry anymore. The back of his hand gently crossed her face, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Go to sleep."

"You seem to have never mentioned anything about your mother and concubine, and you don't want to talk to me..."

Halfway through his words, he closed his eyes and hugged his body tighter.

It seemed that he really didn't want to mention it.

"Hao Chen, can you please not let my careless words alienate you from me in the past?" When the hand caressed the outline of his face, he held it in his hand and never let go. He leaned towards him.

After rubbing it in my arms, I could feel his steady breath. I bit my lip and hesitated for a while before saying, "If you don't want to talk, can you hold me tighter?"

Only in this way can your heart feel better.

Hearing this, Murong Haochen smiled helplessly to himself. He didn't want to hold her tighter, for fear of hurting her. He just clasped her hands tightly, which made Ye Yilan smile secretly in her heart.

Although her words were unintentional, they were not like that in his heart. It was just because she didn't know what he knew.
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