The moment Ye Yilan entered the study, how could the things he mentioned be in the study. Murong Haochen was such a vigilant person, how could the things given to him by the late emperor be placed here.

He leaned sideways and warned, "Cai Feng, please go down first. I want to be alone."

After hearing this, he silently stepped aside and said, "If you have any instructions, my servant will be waiting outside."

Waiting?

Maybe he won't come back within this hour. Caifeng is waiting outside so that he can be prepared. After all, at this moment, he is still in a panic.

It seems that the sun is shining brightly today, but it still cannot shine into my heart.

When the door closed, there was only black surrounding her. Perhaps, this time she and him should have ended long ago. Although there was no more love between them, she did not want Murong Haochen to have a murderer on his back.

brother's crime.

She searched countless places but still couldn't find any clues.

When she turned around and looked up at the painting, she didn't know why the place where it was hung was deeply attracted to her.

Just as she put down the book in her hand, the door suddenly opened, making her a little panicked. Looking at the book in her hand, her hand was trembling slightly.

"What are you looking for?"

He opened his mouth to ask. Standing inside, she put down the book in her hand as if nothing had happened, walked towards him calmly, bowed slightly and said, "This slave is looking for something she dropped."

Dropped stuff?

From the first moment he walked in and glanced at the disturbed and uneven books, he knew she must be looking for something else.

He deliberately didn't let Caifeng make any sound, just because he didn't dare to disturb her. But he never thought...

"There is nothing here that you dropped, but there is something you want." He lifted her body up, then walked past her and walked straight to the painting.

Hearing this, Ye Yilan couldn't help but clenched her hands secretly: Could it be that he knew about it?

At this moment, her heart could never be calm. She couldn't tell him about their relationship, and she couldn't betray him...

Everything seems to have fallen into a swamp again.

When watching him open the painting, he never thought that behind the painting was the place he had always wanted to find. When he took out the brocade box as Murong Haoli said from the hidden compartment, he hesitated in place, not daring to

Step forward and walk in front of him. After all, I feel guilty in my heart.

When she saw him walking up to her and opening it, she was filled with joy and a hint of shock: "This is..."

I thought it was exactly what Murong Haoli said, but I didn't expect it to be a jade pendant carefully prepared by him.

The phoenix-like pattern carved out of the white jade is also inlaid with white magnolia.

"Do you like it?"

Seeing this, he hugged him into his arms, holding the jade pendant in his hands together, and whispered in his ear with a very intimate look: "If you don't like it, tell me and I will draw a new one."

When she saw that he wanted to take it away, she reluctantly put it in her arms and said softly: "I like everything you gave me."

Upon hearing this, the smile on his lips also faded away calmly: "Then why are you not happy? There is a sense of loss on his face."

I like it, I shouldn't feel so disappointed.

Lost?

Indeed, he felt a little bit disappointed. Perhaps this was the only way to dispel Murong Haoli's idea. Since he didn't have anything of his, it was time to let go of his hanging heart.

"This slave is not a queen, this phoenix..."

"The dragon and the phoenix present auspiciousness."

He knew that she had never accepted this matter, but it had become settled and could not be changed. This was what she said, and he had to do it for her.

Dragon and phoenix appear auspicious?

But she never imagined that one day she would become the queen. The higher one stands, the lonelier she becomes. It's not that he has not experienced this feeling. But seeing his eyes so determined, this must be what he is thinking.

Bar.

She was hesitant to speak, but she still opened her mouth, still unable to accept it in her heart: "The emperor has not conferred the title of slave yet. Isn't this a little too early?"

Ye Yilan held it tightly, but the symbolic dignity really couldn't bear it. When she was about to stretch her hesitant hand in front of him, he hung it in his belt and raised the corner of his mouth.

With a gentle smile.

"To show you that one day you will be my queen."

She closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment when they were together. In her mind was her appearance when she put on the phoenix robe: "I will give you the most solemn gift when the side sealing ceremony is held."

"But..."

Murong Haochen turned her around, his affectionate eyes staring at the hesitation in her eyes.

Even now, you still don’t want to be my queen?

He held her cheek, kissed her lips deeply, gave her a small peck, and said affectionately: "Don't you want to be together for the rest of your life? Just wait a minute, and I will definitely give you this promise."

To be a couple for the rest of her life is what she has always wanted. He is now the emperor, and everything she wants and can achieve will be given to her.

One pair for life people?

Ye Yilan curled her lips and sighed, then stretched out her hand to hold his hand. A warm and soft light emanating from her eyes slowly shone in his eyes.

"But in this life, there are only two people. From the time they met to the time they fell in love, there is only one person."

She looked at him with raised eyebrows and chuckled at herself, but then asked: "Your Majesty, do you understand?"

Only one person?

Lan'er, I can't do it at the moment, but I will definitely do it in the future.

"I understand."

Seeing his lowered eyes, Ye Yilan secretly felt pain in her heart. But what she said was not wrong. From the beginning to the end, if he wanted a pair of people to commit to him, that was exactly what he said.

Just as she was about to reach out to touch his face, he suddenly picked her up, and suddenly she was at a loss and was beating her randomly in his arms: "What are you going to do? Put me down quickly."

He gently placed him on the chair, stared at her with his heavy eyes, leaned down and pressed her body heavily. A deep voice whispered softly in the ear: "Don't you want me to be the only one? Wait.

If you are pregnant with a real heir, I will make you queen immediately, so you don’t have to wait any longer. Isn’t that great?"

In fact, it was because he didn't want to wait. His longing had already surged into his heart and he couldn't contain it.

He attached his lips to hers, like honey between her lips, and let him suck it. No matter how much he wanted to take off her clothes, she resisted with all her strength.

Looking at the faintly emerging skin, the blurred gaze in her eyes burst out with anger. He stepped forward and bit her lips fiercely, biting lightly but forcefully. Then he enjoyed the radiance she exuded.

the breath.

There was a slight biting pain on her lips, and her hands had already been held down by him, unable to move. This time, she did not give in to his kiss, but indifferently allowed him to wreak havoc.

He clearly knew that under such pressure, he would definitely refuse. But he was still so crazy.

Murong Haochen couldn't help but frown, but the person under him didn't react at all. He suddenly opened his eyes, only to see those cold eyes looking at him.

Gradually he let go of her lips and said indifferently: "You still want to reject me until now. Do you think I don't exist at all in your heart?"

Lan'er, what exactly do you want me to do so that you will be happy and accept my persecution without hesitation?

Without him?

How could he say this? In the past, he really should have said this, but now, he can't think of himself like this.

He turned his head away, pursed his lips subconsciously, and there was still a trace of anger in his eyes: "The emperor must have forgotten that this slave is no longer Chen Zhaoyi. The emperor wants to favor the slave, so he should not return the title of concubine to the slave.

?"

In fact, she doesn't care about these concubines, but her current status has already hindered their getting along with each other. Even if she understands the cause and effect of all this, what will others think? Logically speaking, it is for him and for herself.

.

Murong Haochen saw anger in her eyes, and her expression reminded her of her hatred that day. He suddenly let go of her hand that held her, and blamed himself: "I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully."

Hearing that "I'm sorry", I remembered what Caifeng said. I couldn't help but snicker and pretended to be indifferent: "You look like a little daughter-in-law who is being bullied."

It's not like he didn't see her snickering just now. Seeing her smile made him willing to do anything.

Seeing a slight change in her face, and when it was so difficult for her to get up, she realized it in hindsight. He gently pulled her into his arms, held her body and sat on his lap. He was gentle.

There was a sound of worry in her words: "Lan'er, does it hurt the wound? Let me take a look, okay?"

Just as his hands were about to take off his clothes around his waist, he stopped him, shook his head slightly, and sighed indifferently: "What's the use of looking at it? It can't be cured all at once."

Seeing him put down his hands and put on his clothes, he tilted his head slightly and could vaguely see his every move in the corner of his eyes, and smiled lightly: "Don't worry, I won't force you again when the truth comes out."

It’s time to canonize me."

"Lan'er, do you still hate me?"

hatred?

It turns out that you still remember what I said in your ear that day.

Pretending to be angry, he said, "Of course I hate it."

Suddenly he held her tightly in his arms, and could feel his breathing coming and going, which had a hint of lust. They rubbed their cheeks affectionately, and let go with great reluctance.

"Lan'er, just let me hug you, okay?"
To be continued...