Chapter Three Hundred and Fifteen: The Candlelight Passes Through the Curtain(1/2)
Why care?
Why can't you care about this?
It turned out that in his eyes, this incident was enough to make everything unworthy for him.
Murong Haochen, in your eyes, what is the most important thing?
Gradually, she became more and more confused.
A bitter smile did appear on the corner of her gloomy mouth, but her eyes looked far away from him, and she slowly said: "But the purpose of the person behind the scenes has always been me. You have never traced the people in the harem.
Did anything unusual happen?"
Trace?
He smiled lightly, but it was extremely meaningful.
He was naturally concerned about this matter. The situation was quite serious now, and how could he get away with it.
On the contrary, when she said this today, she never understood herself at all. If she did, why would she say these words.
With her temperament, once she gets caught up in something, she will just have random thoughts.
Now that she was clearly angry with him, he could only lean over and kiss her lips. In this way, his heart could calm down.
"You don't need to worry about this."
No need to worry?
What an understatement. I thought he would be more attentive to this matter. Even if he is the emperor and has affairs to deal with, he should not come here with such irrelevant words.
"Murong Haochen, you said you would find out everything, but now you don't have to worry about it. Is it true that if I were framed by him, you would still say such an understatement?"
Yun Yuan showed a trace of anger and said slowly in a low voice: "What's going on with you today? Do you want to make a noise with me again?"
Seeing the anger bursting out of his pupils, he resolutely sat up and stood aside.
"Your Majesty, please leave this Qinlan Palace and never come back again."
Lying on her side, she had already moistened her eyes with a slight moisture. She was holding back the tears falling down, and the bloodshot eyes were already covered in them. However, the tears still fell down.
When I felt him getting up and leaving, the tears in my eyes fell into the pillow.
She held the quilt tightly, but her body kept sobbing.
Suddenly, a pair of hands hugged him tightly, and as their bodies clung to each other, warm words that sounded like long-lost words came from behind.
"If you don't want me to leave, don't say such angry words. When you are angry, you will cry. Let me comfort you."
Before he could finish his words, the person in his arms was crying more and more. The sound of crying made his heart feel extremely distressed. He gently soothed his back with his hands and whispered softly: "Look at you crying so sadly, my heart is broken."
It hurts even more."
Hearing his gentle voice and seeing him comforting me like this, I felt happy but actually wanted to cry.
She spoke slowly, and after choking for a while, there was still a hint of crying, so she asked, "Why did you come back if you left?"
"If you don't even get up and look at me, how can you leave decisively?" Just what she said just now, he really thought about leaving and wanted her to calm down alone. But unfortunately, he didn't want to leave like this.
After all, he loved her, so how could he choose to leave and let her calm down because of such angry words.
If he really left, it would be a mistake.
He undressed alone, but he heard the sound of her crying at all, and his heart felt like it was stinging. He lay down anxiously, and when he held her in his arms, she cried even harder. She had never cried harder.
I have seen her cry so heartbroken.
He leaned over and looked at her shedding tears like pear blossoms. He gently brushed away her tears-stained hair with his fingertips, and lovingly kissed the tears under her eyes. It was not salty, but a touch of bitterness. In her eyes
I don’t know how long I kissed him deeply on my cheek, but I still wanted to let go. When my lips touched each other, he felt a little emotional for a moment, and then he slowly kissed me down. The tenderness of the kiss seemed to last forever.
meaning.
"When you cry, it seems like you are mourning for me."
Upon hearing this, Ye Yilan directly covered his mouth and turned her head away to prevent him from looking at the crying look. She said with a choked voice, "I don't allow you to say that."
How could he say those words?
When I saw him stroking away the tears falling from the corners of his eyes with his own hands, he no longer had any intention of crying.
"The last thing I want is for you to cry. Don't cry in front of me again in the future." Just because when she cries, his heart will soften. Once it softens, he is afraid that he will never let go in the future. Only she is strong, maybe there is something wrong with her.
She can also stand alone. No matter whether she is in a situation or not, she can alleviate it one by one.
He leisurely sighed and continued: "If you want to cry, just hug me. Maybe you won't cry like you do today. I, the woman of Murong Haochen, should not be so weak."
Even if he was by her side to protect her, she shouldn't let herself fall into such confusion. Naturally, she felt at ease when doing things. But he would also like to see her coquettishly facing him, so that he could tease her when she was bored.
But he didn't want to see her, so he cried at every turn.
"I'm sorry, I made it difficult for you again." But she would only admit her fault after he comforted her. But she didn't know why she would become so extreme sometimes.
"I know you are eager to get the truth. If you don't trust me when I do things, who will protect you like me in the future?"
"But you shouldn't, you shouldn't tell me so perfunctorily." What she fears most is anything in his words that makes her uneasy. Once this happens, she will act like this. It's not that she is unreasonable, it's just because she doesn't feel comfortable in her heart.
His words should be heard.
I heard that what could make her do this was actually her words without any sense of proportion. After all, he had never said much, and words had long been his nature. Looking at her now, he secretly felt
Secretly smiling: "You know very well that I have always had my own sense of propriety. In my words, I was inevitably a little careless. I shouldn't treat you like this. I'm sorry."
Every time he said "I'm sorry", he was repenting in his heart, wondering whether he should have argued with him in such a vexatious manner. But things are fickle, and every time it wasn't because he was weak and incompetent, as long as he had never been alienated from him,
Her heart is still soft.
"If you let me drink, I won't let you cry. Is this an exchange?"
"The emperor has a right, and I should obey it." After hearing this, she didn't dare to second her opinion. He was clearly taking a step back on this matter.
"Originally, I was planning to walk. But when I thought about it, I had to go to Fengque Palace tomorrow. How could I let you stay without me for two nights in a row?"
When Murong Haochen thought about staying at Fengque Palace tomorrow night, his eyes were full of disgust. But when he looked at her, there was a hint of teasing in the corner of his eyes, so he said this pretentiously.
Fengque Palace?
Ye Yilan curled her lips indifferently and smiled. What's more, tomorrow night is the night of Emperor Feng and Mian. Naturally, she has all sorts of reluctances in her heart, but she is willing to let go of her discomfort for him, and she can't embarrass him. In the future, she will never do it again.
Let him have any difficulties. His wife outside the palace does not abide by her duties, support her husband and raise her children. How can she do things like those villains, and do things like scheming and fighting for him, and she must share his worries and solve his difficulties in everything.
Murong Haochen squinted his eyes slightly, carefully looked at her lost expression, smiled warmly, and said, "But I'm tired of crying, and I can't even say a word."
"Who am I in your heart?"
"my wife."
Xu's mood had eased a bit and he had covered up the ridiculous move before he said these words. But when he heard the word wife, he felt extremely happy. In his heart, he has always held such an important position.
, how can you have doubts about him and doubt his love for you?
"Perhaps she will become my queen in the future."
Hearing this, Ye Yilan sat up subconsciously, but her eyes were deep in thought.
"What is it that makes you so panicked?"
Seeing her sitting up suddenly, he was a little confused. However, without any hesitation, he stretched out his hand to take off her clothes, and said tenderly to her ear: "Don't be afraid, I will take off your clothes for you."
Although she had just taken off her clothes, she was not resisting as much as before. In order to prevent her from feeling any fear, she could only explain it.
Murong Haochen pretended to take off her single shirt and slowly slid it down to her waist. The back of his hand lightly brushed her skin, but he embraced her infatuatedly and whispered softly: "I don't know, the concubine in the harem."
Everyone wants to sleep with you, but you are afraid of it. But is there something that I don’t know about?"
"In front of you, I don't have any secrets." When she said this, she no longer cared about it. Naturally, everything seemed as if nothing had ever happened. She smiled gently and said, "Maybe one day, when your heart is open, you are still afraid that I will run away.
It's not possible."
Open heart?
Ye Yilan, have you kept your heart open from the beginning to the end? Even if this matter hurts you, I still have a clear conscience. But unfortunately, I have been waiting for the day when your heart opens up.
Slowly reaching out her hands to comfort his face, she knew that it was extremely difficult for him to understand this matter. He kept saying that he was afraid that something would happen to him. But now, when she said about opening up, she was waiting for him to speak in person.
That day.
He said that he would marry him. What she wanted was a wedding. She didn't agree at first because she wasn't fully prepared. Besides, the queen's position was her eldest grandson Wan Ji. Once she did this, wouldn't it be a big deal?
I'm trying to slap her in the face.
At this moment, no matter what he thinks, it doesn't matter. As long as he is by his side, it's fine.
"Just now, why are you so panicked?"
"Today, Caifeng accidentally mentioned it and asked me if I have ever thought about being your queen."
I originally thought that he wouldn't care about what he did just now, but he still asked about it and could only tell the truth.
"Then what are you worried about tonight?" Caifeng, the servant, asked him in his heart. After all, he couldn't escape from this matter even if he wanted to. "Even if you don't want to be, I will also canonize you."
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"Aren't you afraid that before you even sat on the throne of queen, you have already become a scheming woman?"
To be continued...