Thousands of whirling, strands of thread, and the gentle breeze blowing.

Thousands of strands of silk make love endure. The smoke curls up and fills the courtyard with fragrance.

Slender fingertips slowly took off her clothes, and her skin was as white as snow like a woman's.

The faded scar was still imprinted on his back. Since the moment he met him, he had a few more stab wounds on his body. Even though he said he didn't care, he felt extremely guilty towards him.

In his eyes, everything turned out to be a passing thing, and he didn't care at all.

Murong Haochen tilted his head slightly, and from the corner of his eye, he could see her looking at her scars in ecstasy. He reached behind his hand, held her waist, and pressed her body tightly against his chest.

"I'm so lost in thought that the water may get cold."

A thought-provoking smile appeared in his joking eyes. When his lips slowly came closer to hers, they moved around without any composure. He frowned and scolded softly in a cold voice: "Don't move around."

When she put her hands on his chest, the rosy color on her face began to fade away again. She bit her lip and said coquettishly: "I will take care of you to take a bath. Please let go."

After hearing this, he slowly lowered his hand, but she turned her back to him with a shy look.

Ye Yilan listened to him entering the barrel, then walked behind him and wiped his arms.

Suddenly, he took the cloth away from his hand and saw him wiping it himself. At this moment, she was a little at a loss and didn't know what to do behind him.

"Why, I haven't been taking baths for many days, so I feel a lot rusty."

Looking back, he saw her standing idle behind him, with a secret smile on her lips as she pretended to speak.

rusty?

He has never asked me to serve him before, so how could he be unfamiliar?

Slowly, she put her hands firmly on his shoulders and massaged them gently. However, she saw him closing his eyes and enjoying himself so much that he had probably never felt so comfortable before.

Every time I go to see him, he is always troubled by the affairs of the court. It is not easy for him to be in front of him, but I should be more considerate of him. After all, he does not want to sit on the dragon throne from the bottom of his heart.

He patted the back of her hand lightly, closed his eyes, but kept enjoying it, and slowly said: "Lan'er's technique is good, and my body feels a lot better all of a sudden."

Hearing this, Ye Yilan chuckled with no disdain, pretending to raise her voice and said: "Why, you still want to let others serve you."

Being served by others? Looking at her like this, how dare she be served by others.

He held her hand, kissed her lovingly, and smiled helplessly: "You tell me, you are getting more and more jealous."

Jealous? She never needed to be jealous, just because she knew that in this harem he only loved her, so there was no need to compete with them like that.

"If I don't get jealous, I'm afraid someone will become suspicious."

Seeing her take her hand away, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes. He stood up suddenly and hugged her without any precautions.

Her whole body was buried deep in the water, and she was resolutely held in his arms. Her eyes were already covered by the water, and she struggled hard in his arms: "You, let me out quickly."

"What are you doubting?" He pretended to have heard her words before, but he really wanted to know what she really said in her heart. He had never believed that she had no feelings for him at this moment. He didn't need to

What she looks like on the outside has to be told in person.

"Doubt it, is it your love for me?"

He brushed off the remaining water stains on her face with his own hands, his doting smile kept rising, his eyes were so affectionate, so sincere.

When he said these words, he became more and more rude. However, at this moment, he looked like he was taking a bath with him. He immediately turned away his blushing cheeks and said softly: "Whatever you say, you

Let me go."

Knowing that she was firmly held in his arms, she had no power to resist at all. But she had no power to resist, so she could only lower her eyes and speak softly.

Hearing this, he smiled helplessly. He raised her chin and said teasingly: "You are so wet, you might as well come with me."

I don't know what she is struggling with. Looking at her wet hair, if I hadn't protected her well just now, my hair wouldn't have been wet.

"But, I..." When I wanted to speak, I looked into his eyes. When I was about to continue speaking, I didn't know how to speak. There was a hint of anxiety and uneasiness in my expression, but I also said in compromise. "You turn around.

past."

Upon hearing this, Murong Haochen turned around with a smile but without saying a word. There was a secret smile on his lips, pretending to be indifferent.

I don't know why, but I had no intention of refusing in front of him, I could only compromise and follow his wishes.

In the pool, it was the first time that I took off my wet clothes outside.

The moment he turned around, he covered him tightly with his hands and shouted softly: "Don't come over here."

Murong Haochen didn't pay attention to her words at all, and he pressed forward step by step towards her. His playful eyes couldn't help but raised his eyebrows to look at her closely, and said with a funny smile: "Husband, I will help you bathe."

Ye Yilan avoided subconsciously, but he saw her body being hugged into his arms, and the water in her palms gradually slid down her back. She smiled lightly and said, "Are you still shy after all this?"

She hesitated to speak. The words came to her lips but she still couldn't say them out.

He lowered his eyes to the person in his arms. Since she didn't say anything, he simply let go of her body. He sighed leisurely and said, "It's been a few days of traveling, and I'm really tired."

Ye Yilan watched him stand up from the pool with her own eyes, even if the more he acted like this, the more she felt a sense of urgency in her heart. After seeing him change clothes, she personally closed the screen to cover it.

I secretly murmured in my heart: This person is so careful that he considers everything so carefully, and hangs clean clothes on the screen. I don't know when he stopped teasing me like this.

The more I think about it, the more I can't help but chuckle. The more I refuse to let go.

Bingzhu Yedu's figure can also be seen through the screen. He just got up because he said he was tired. Although he knew it was intentional, he still believed his words and listened to them.

After a while, he slowly walked out of the pool, and the water droplets pouring down from his wet hair slowly rolled down his skin. Through the screen, he was still so rigorous. He took off the clothes he had prepared for him,

But I was not very happy in my heart.

"You don't mean you're tired, why are you still here?"

Hearing this, he slowly raised his eyes and stared at her, stretched out his hand to signal her, hugged her body and one side. Then he put down the book in his hand and breathed a long sigh of relief: "I'm not waiting for you to come out."

Wait? At this moment, there is no need for him to wait for himself like this.

"Are you going back to the palace after tomorrow?"

Seeing her such a sad look, he hugged her and sat on his lap. He smiled and raised his light eyes, and said calmly: "Why, you don't want to go back to the palace with me?"

Lying in his arms, she smiled lightly, but sighed helplessly: "Things in the harem are unpredictable. I don't know what will happen in the future?"

I still don’t know that with such an opportunity like this one, only the two of them will never have everything that belongs to them again.

"Don't think too much."

She has always had him by her side, and how could he allow such a thing to happen.

His words were extremely affirmative, but he probably hadn't thought about it in this way in his heart. His fingertips touched his heart, and his light eyes filled with a soft aura, which made people unable to think about it again.

He resisted. He smiled and said: "In your heart, you will never deny my wild thoughts."

Murong Haochen did not hide the slight smile on his lips, raised his eyebrows, pretended to sigh leisurely and asked: "Then what should I do?"

In this harem, there are so many changes, and even he himself may not be able to guarantee anything. But her words really touched his mind.

"I don't know."

"I don't know, so don't think about it." He stroked her wet hair and smiled affectionately. "Wouldn't it be nice to be with me every day and live a peaceful life?"

Peace of mind?

Ye Yilan couldn't help but snicker secretly, and said lightly and pretending to be disdainful: "I'm afraid that this peace of mind will become a trick for you to tease me."

Could it be that he was pretending to be teasing, which made him feel anxious for a while, and then he secretly smiled on the side. And what he did was a boring person.

Trick?

She actually thinks about herself like this?

Murong Haochen shook his head helplessly, and suddenly let out a long sigh. He raised his eyes to look at the scenery outside the window, a different charm flashed in his eyes, but the corner of his mouth could not help but raise a warm smile.

"Let me take you for a walk down there."

Seeing this, he refused to let go of himself. He bit his lip and said slowly: "Put me down."

Hearing this, he said coldly: "Reason."

The reason? I was still thinking that he was not as talkative as before, but now I seem to see the shadow of the past again.

"I'm afraid you're tired."

tired?

In fact, he was willing to hold her, but she was extremely reluctant. No matter what the reasons were, he had no choice but to put her body down gently, but when she directly held his arm,

But he didn't hold her back, and followed her wishes. He looked deeply at her with doting eyes for a long time before taking slow steps.

Ye Yilan looked at the night tonight and smelled the warm breath of summer, exuding the fragrance of leaves. The cool wind blew into her heart, and all her anxious moods had already faded away.

The two stood on the wooden bridge, watching the moonlight reflected in the water. The turbulent water surface smeared the light like ink, blooming bit by bit, just like the petals of flowers blooming slowly.

Looking at the person beside you, you can feel his gentle breathing without saying anything. As long as he is quiet, his eyes will be extremely focused, and no one can disturb him at all.

Every time he went there, she couldn't help but disturb him, but he never got angry.

But after those words, Ye Yilan couldn't help but sigh leisurely, and slowly said: "I thought time could change you a little. But I found that you are still like this."

Change?

From the beginning to the end, no one could change him. The only one who could change him was Ye Yilan. When he was with her, he seemed to feel that he had changed a lot. But after listening to what she said, it turned out that under her

Nothing has changed in my eyes.

I couldn't help but curiously asked: "Do you think I'm not good enough?"

Her hands were wrapped around his neck, and he hugged him easily. After pretending to meditate for a while, he said: "I thought that your talkative temperament would change, but today it has become the same as before.

"

Hearing this, Murong Haochen smiled helplessly: "You haven't gotten used to it after so long?"

Habit? The more you get used to it, the more indulgent he becomes in talking to himself like this.

"You don't talk much, just talk to her."

"good."

He hugged her body tightly and whispered in her ear: "Everything is given to you, and no one else can take it away."
Chapter completed!