She didn't understand why some things were different. Everything was full of schemes. And he was obviously scheming, so why did he do this...

Suddenly, a hand pulled her tightly, but she didn't want to break away. Instead, she bowed slightly and said, "I feel unwell and want to go back to the palace to rest first."

Feeling unwell?

At that moment, he was really worried about her health. Since that day, her health has not been as good as before. The coldness on her body has not dissipated. But knowing that this is an excuse, he is still worried about her health.

With his eyes looking at everything around him, he seemed to be surrounded by rockeries. But with a little force, he hugged her into his arms and stared lovingly at those silent eyes. The extremely gentle voice on his lips attached to her.

In his ear, he said affectionately: "Then go to Chenlan Palace, which will allow you to cultivate in peace."

Seeing that he had no intention of letting go of her, his lips kept wandering around her neck, making no attempt to hide his obsession at the moment. Her eyes were still turning a blind eye to him, and she said indifferently: "No need."

"

Hearing this, the affection in the corners of his eyes gradually disappeared, and he frowned tightly, but with a hint of impatient words, he asked: "You know clearly that these are all fake, why are you still angry with me?"

Angry?

Even she herself didn't know why she was angry with him. If she had always led him like this, would he really be tired of it?

Men all like women who are submissive, but sometimes she is not like that.

Murong Haochen, do you know that I have been waiting for all your answers. Even if you don't say it, I am still waiting for you to speak.

Slowly, he no longer restrained her. He raised his eyebrows and asked with a chuckle: "Do you think I went too far in this matter?"

But he never felt that this matter was too much. At this moment, he used the power of the emperor to suppress everything, but he could never suppress Lan'er's temper. Her stubborn temper was indeed not found among these women. He did not like it.

She clings to herself and looks coquettish. But she has a calm rather than cute temperament, which is quite endearing.

From the first time he saw her, he fell in love with her. That was when he knew that this woman was anything but ordinary.

The more familiar they are with each other, the more things will be involved. Perhaps, this palace has been suppressed for too long.

He looked up and saw those stern eyes, but for some reason there was a trace of heartache. But he was still so cold and said slowly: "Your Majesty does things, I don't dare to comment on them."

Too much?

. This word is certainly not excessive in his eyes, but in his heart it is not excessive, but a means. And what he did today can be seen clearly in his eyes. Everything he did,

They all have their own reasons, so naturally I can’t ask too much about them.

On the contrary, he and other women...

Yes, she herself is becoming more and more selfish.

Hearing the alienation in her words, he clasped her shoulders tightly with his hands, his tender eyes filled with passion, and his words were extremely solemn: "Ye Yilan, do you have to talk to me like this?"

He would only call his own name when he was angry. The more he treated him like this, the more annoyed he became, not to mention that he had driven him to a dead end.

Murong Haochen, what is the most important thing to you? Maybe, you are just talking nonsense.

"The emperor feels that enough is enough. If he really can't stand me, why bother trying to please me again and again?"

Seeing how angry she was, he couldn't help but raise a secret smile. He put his hand on her cheek, slowly reached into the back of her head and hugged her into his shoulder, speaking softly with a slight hint of laughter.

Feeling depressed: "I really can't stand you."

Ye Yilan felt his breath lingering around her. She lifted him up, and her floating hands kept comforting her back.

There was a sudden pain in his neck, which he sucked deeply. Biting his lip, a reddish blush appeared on his face, and he beat his chest with both hands: "Murong Haochen, you are going too far.

."

He was still enjoying it. Hearing this sound, he raised his eyebrows and slightly raised his eyes to see the blush on her face. He smiled lightly, and then teased her with his tip of nose: "You are the only one who can call me by my full name."

Already."

She looked at the tip of her nose and his eyes, slowly exuding a doting smile. There was no trace of anger in her eyes.

She would always remember those eyes. They were so gentle and affectionate. It was as if she would be deeply drawn into them the next moment.

The moment I lay in his arms freely and closed my eyes, my troubled heart slowly relaxed a lot.

Murong Haochen looked at the woman in his arms. At this moment, he could no longer hide the deep affection in his eyes. Perhaps, at a certain moment, he could easily see that she was all pretending. He had always been able to tolerate her temper.

That was all he could tolerate her.

He held her body tightly, fearing that he would be pushed away from his arms again. He kissed her earlobe affectionately and murmured: "You have to know that everything I do is for you."

, you can’t have any emotions involved."

Her heart is too soft. Once someone asks her for mercy or entrusts her with something, she will agree to it one by one. He would rather she be cruel than be manipulated by others.

"But..."

She was at a loss for words for a moment, but when the words came to her lips, she stopped talking and went back.

Even if what he did was for his own sake, why would he use such means?

"Isn't it enough for you to have me in this palace?"

Hearing this, Ye Yilan raised her eyes to look at him, concealed herself with a snicker, pretended to raise her eyebrows and said casually: "Maybe in the future, you may not be by my side."

With slightly frowning eyebrows, he looked at her with sword-like eyes, pinched her chin, and asked in a cold voice: "Which other man do you want to find?"

Seeing that he looked serious, sometimes I really wanted to tease him like this. I put my arms around his neck, stood on tiptoes and leaned against his ear, and whispered softly: "Our child."

baby?

It turned out that what she wanted to say was this. But how could he have the thought just now?

If he wanted to truly get her, perhaps only a child could bind her. But he would not do that. After all, what he wanted was always her willingness, not being forced by something.

He stood up from his arms, held her cheeks with both hands, and said with a smile of joy that could not be concealed at the corner of his mouth: "Lan'er, are you really willing?"

In fact, as long as she is sincerely willing, he will no longer ask or force her. Her heart cannot be shaken, and she can only allow herself to be alone.

"Unless you really only love me."

The person she loves in this life must love only herself wholeheartedly. Only in this way can she truly give herself to him.

But he is an emperor. Even if he only loves himself, the women around him will always hinder him. He doesn't know when the knot in his heart will be opened.

"Two years or one year, is that enough?"

Two years, one year?

Ye Yilan didn't understand why he had such a deadline.

Seeing her hesitant gaze, his affectionate and doting eyes lingered on her body: "I'm afraid if it takes too long, you will change your mind."

"Once I, Ye Yilan, identify as a person, I will never change."

Change of heart?

If he said that he had a change of heart towards Murong Haoli, maybe he had never truly fallen in love with her. After all, he had just started to fall in love at that time and did not understand it.

Until I meet him, I can always feel the peace of mind deeply in him. Gradually, through everything he does, he slowly learns what love is.

She gently tapped the tip of his nose with her fingertips, pretending to think deeply: "If it were you, I would have to think about it."

"Then don't think about leaving me for the rest of your life."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lifted her body up, his deep eyes gradually fell into confusion, and slowly covered her lips, pecking them softly, but his eyes were always paying close attention to her every move.

The delicate kiss became more and more affectionate.

The tip of my tongue, lingering and sorrowful, slowly penetrated.

The moment he entered, he remembered the bite she took on him that day, and the feeling was still vivid in his mind.

After a while, she didn't know how many times they kissed each other. Once he kissed, he completely swallowed all her breath. At this moment, his rapid breathing was deep and slowly harmonizing.

The blush of embarrassment has already spread.

After his eyes stagnated for a while, he slowly said: "By the way, Han Xin, when do you plan to let her go back?"

If she could have been persuaded by this matter at the beginning, maybe she could be with her brother now. But now, for her own selfish reasons, it has caused the two of them to...

I just don’t know if my brother’s heart is as nonchalant as he said.

"What? We talked for so long last night and you can't bear to leave her?"

Seeing her sullen look, the smile on her lips gradually faded away, and she comforted him: "She proposed this matter herself. And that person, whether true or false, there is always something unclean in this harem."

Not clean?

Since he knew that the man was not the real murderer, the two of them also acted out this drama together. All this was just for the eldest grandson Guanji to tell him personally, so that no one would mention this fictitious incident again.

He, on the other hand, is quite puzzling. His meaningful smile can hide the edge of the sword even if it is revealed.

"There is something in your words."

"Don't you want to ask?"

For her, things that puzzled her would be confirmed again and again. But today, she actually asked her question.

"I won't ask anything about this matter."

After all, the more mysterious something is, the farther it will be from reality once it is known.

"But you agreed to Han Xin. What should I do, brother?"

She didn't believe it, and her brother didn't have any trouble with this matter.

"This is a matter between them, let them resolve it themselves." He reached out and stroked her hair, smiling affectionately. "Besides, the matter between us has not been resolved yet."

For Ye Xunyu, she did owe him. But this time, it was her own choice, and he could only be a bystander.

"What needs to be solved?"
Chapter completed!