Seeing the deep look in his eyes, she lifted her skirt and knelt in front of him, knowing clearly in her heart: "I know that women in the harem are not allowed to participate in politics, but I have my own ideas."

Before he could say anything, she knelt down motionlessly. He lifted her up with one hand, turned around, and Ye Yilan's whole body sat on his lap.

Gently stroking her messy hair, her words were gentle: "Say it."

"He was the one who diagnosed and treated the emperor that day. I felt that this man was trustworthy, so I boldly made him my imperial physician." She held her skirt tightly with both hands, fearing that every word she said would not be in line with his wishes.

. She secretly raised her eyebrows and saw that he had been staring at her. She lowered her head shyly and said softly: "Firstly, you can take the medicine with peace of mind and not be harmed by traitors. Secondly, you can let the most trustworthy person do things for you."

, why not do it."

"Lan'er, what you are thinking about is indeed the confusion I have been having." He grabbed her head, gently put it on his shoulders, and locked her tightly in his arms with both hands. After hearing her words, he solved it for him.

He had always been confused. He kissed her forehead and raised the corners of his mouth like the morning dew. "At this moment, I am very happy that you can share my worries."

The woman in his arms could slightly feel his approach, and when she raised her eyebrows, their lips could touch each other.

Her flushed face and her whole body tensed up, and his lips gradually came closer. The more she ran away from him, the more she pressed closer and closer.

He gently took her lips in his mouth, clasped his shoulders with one hand, and held her waist with the other. He opened his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms. He was frightened at first, but now he slowly closed his eyes. Her hands were holding tightly.

He was wearing his own collar, but his eyebrows were still frowning.

Instead, his lips demanded the fragrance of her lips more and more frantically, kissing her over and over again.

Biting her lip, this time, she felt much more at ease and slowed down, for fear of hurting her.

Murong Haochen's hand restlessly touched her belt, but she seemed to have been immersed in his kiss without any consciousness. The successful smile on his lips could not hide the ecstasy in his heart.

A cool breeze blew into his body. When Ye Yilan gradually woke up, he had already taken off his outer clothes to his waist. He subconsciously wanted to cover up, but her ferocious eyebrows had always been her resistance.

Meaning.

She immediately escaped from his arms in panic, stepped on her own skirt and sat on the ground before she could stand up, and put on the clothes she had taken off in a panic.

"I kissed you just now, are you going to reject me this time?" I just wanted to help her, but she looked scared and I couldn't bear it. I squatted beside her and straightened her clothes, speaking softly.

With a little dissatisfaction. "Does it mean that I can only kiss you but not touch your body?"

If he takes her by force, their relationship will turn into hatred.

He always didn't understand why she cared as she was already his woman and could never leave the palace again.

In that kiss, Ye Yilan lost her previous rejection and was controlled by him, unable to escape. She pursed her lips that were kissed by him and looked away shyly: "The emperor has never said that he will not touch his concubines."

"You remember this very clearly." He smiled lightly. He was not angry about this matter this time, and held the delicate girl in his arms. "Lan'er, I want to pamper you all my life."

lifetime?

This seemed a bit far away, and she didn't know how long she could hold on.

Isn't it a bit unrealistic for her to follow his will and stay by his side, spending her whole life with someone she doesn't love?

She can choose not to love her all her life, but can he endure the woman he loves in this life without having any feelings for him?

Every time I hear him say these words, he is very confident.

In this month, she has never really understood it.

Thinking of the women in his harem, it was all just his own passion.

"The emperor has more than just concubines in his harem. Since the emperor has already slept with his concubine, he should..."

He knew what he wanted to say next, so he stopped her immediately. He told her straight and straight, showing his feelings for her: "Except for you, I have never touched anyone."

Have you never touched anyone except yourself?

After hearing this, she was a little convinced. Since ancient times, emperors have loved beauties, so how could he not be tempted by her?

Her deep eyes became dim, and after staring for a long time, she still didn't say anything.

Ye Yilan suddenly felt her body soar into the air, her hands had already hugged his neck, and she sat on the bed, quietly listening to his whispers in her ears.

He cherished the concubine in his arms extremely, and his warm words gradually sounded: "Lan'er, be obedient. Give me a child. If it's a boy, I will make him the prince immediately. In the harem, there will only be children of yours and mine.

There will be a fight for the throne. You and I can have the life you want."

Leaning on his shoulder and listening to his unrealistic words, it felt like irony. What she wanted was pure love, for the two of them to fall in love together without any twists and turns, and would not get involved in the trivial affairs of the court. Everything was like that.

Carefree.

And with these words, he planned his entire life, and even thought about his position when playing chess.

Indifferent words, he said casually: "The relationship between the legitimate son and the concubine must be clearer to the emperor than to the concubine."

The curvature of the corners of his mouth gradually disappeared, and his deep eyes became arrogant, and he hummed disdainfully: "You are right, I am a concubine. Is it possible that a concubine should be inferior to others? A legitimate son must be superior?"

Hearing, she didn't mean any harm in what she said just now. Just when he was about to explain, he laughed at himself: "If you said that my sixth brother is the legitimate son, you have seen the end. If the legitimate son is incompetent, he will still be taken care of by me, a concubine."

It's gone. He used to be high and respected, but now, without my decree, he still can't come back."

He had never thought about it this way before, but now he feels like he has everything, but he seems to have lost a lot.

For example, she.

When she heard Murong Haoli, she subconsciously became vigilant and listened to his words carefully.

Raising her eyebrows and seeing his unsmiling eyes, she could tell not only what he had experienced, but also his rejection of such an identity.

For some reason, she actually took the initiative to hold his hand. She felt the same as him and said with relief: "Why does the emperor need to involve himself?"

He turned his head and looked into her eyes, but he knew what she was thinking, and he felt a little more about his own identity. A bitter smile should not appear at the corner of his mouth: "If you value your legitimate son,

With a concubine, I naturally have a way to make our child a legitimate son."

"Why is the emperor talking nonsense again about letting my concubine become the queen?" As for the word queen, she has never cared about this position.

So what if you get it, it's just an admirable look that attracts people's attention.

"If you want to be one, you must give birth to a child for me."

After hearing this, he pulled out his hand, and Lingzuo's eyes showed a hint of indifference, and he said coldly: "Your Majesty, don't you think this condition is too much?"

Too much?

Lan'er, nothing is too much for you.

Every word he said at this moment was without any lies.

That silhouette looks majestic, but in fact it is so weak.

He has been relying on all his own strength to support him.

Life is like a March flower, I will cherish it all my life.

It comes like flying flowers and disperses like smoke. When you are drunk, you don’t know the limit of your years.

"Sixth Prince, if you knew my difficulties, you would not blame me."

She really didn't understand the imperial struggle, but she knew that Murong Haoli was a complete victim in this matter, and he didn't need to go to the border at all.

But because the late emperor wanted Murong Haochen to ascend the throne, he thought he was a hidden danger and drove him away.

If he is really capable, he will be returned to the palace.

But...

Judging from the current situation, it is better not to come back.

To live this life peacefully is like falling into the sword, light, blood and shadow again.

This time, Murong Haochen did not try to persuade him to stay, but she took the initiative to stay.

After he left, I never saw him again. I don't know if it was his words that stimulated him, or...

She was always helpless towards him.

It was late at night and he didn't know where he was.

"Mother, why did you come out when you were in the house?"

"Have you seen the emperor?"

Caifeng had not seen the emperor for a day, so how could she know where he was? Seeing the empress in such a hurry made her also panic.

Seeing her shaking her head, she suddenly didn't know what to do. Standing there, her thoughts were already confused. A familiar shadow appeared in the dark night and shouted: "Xia Yuan——"

After hearing this, he immediately ran to Chen Zhaoyi and asked for help: "Slave, please see Chen Zhaoyi."

"Where is the Emperor?"

"My servants don't know that the emperor never lets anyone follow him when he goes out at night."

It was common for the emperor to go out at night, and he had long been used to it. Seeing that Chen Zhaoyi was too worried, he comforted her and said, "Don't worry, my dear, the emperor will be back soon."

"Yes, empress. The emperor grew up in this palace, how could he lose it?"

How could she not be worried? He had never been out of her sight for such a long time. Even if they quarreled, he would take the initiative to come to her. Today, she has never seen his figure in front of her, not even Chen Landian.

The future has passed.

She was worried about his body and planned to find him by herself

"Empress, where are you going?" Caifeng couldn't stop her, only a shadow of a human figure appeared.

"What's wrong?" As soon as he appeared, Ye Yilan hugged herself instantly. She looked at her blankly, then glanced at the two of them and ordered, "You guys go down first."

"Yes." The two of them looked at each other, understood and left voluntarily.

Seeing that the woman in his arms was silent, he deliberately lowered his voice and said coldly: "Did I forget my etiquette when I dote on you?"

"Where is the Emperor?"

"Talk too much."

He pursed his lips and murmured softly, full of resentment: "You knew you were in trouble, but you still ran outside."

With anger in the dress, he glanced indifferently: "I'm tired, you can go back!"

She just stood there indifferently, just watching quietly. "Do you want me to say it again?"

"Concubine, I want to stay tonight."
Chapter completed!