That night, she seemed to have had a long dream.

The things in the dream were so clear. The corners of my eyes were still wet, and when I reached out to touch the bedside, there was still a trace of residual warmth.

What turned out to be so real turned into my own dream.

Murong Haochen, I hope you still remember what you said.

He stretched out his hand and touched it gently, silently whispering in his heart: I don't want to get involved in the disputes in this palace, and who silently pushed me to this edge.

"Slave, please see Chen Zhaoyi."

Hearing this, Ye Yilan looked around, and the unfamiliar face made her wonder: "Who are you? Why would you appear in Qinlan Palace? Where are Caifeng and Ziling?"

"Returning to your Majesty, this is the Hanshao Palace."

"Hanshao Palace?"

She didn't know where she was, and she had never heard of it.

Looking around, everything is so simple.

He must have dared to quietly carry her from Qinlan Palace to this place when she fell asleep in his arms last night.

The pain in her body prevented her from stretching.

He casually took a coat and put it on his body. The maid next to him bent over to help him.

Standing outside the door, looking at the tranquility in the courtyard, with yellow leaves falling one after another. A chill blew into the heart, which inevitably made people feel chilly.

Staring with dull eyes, without any agility, he said indifferently: "Are you the only one here?"

He silently took a step back and whispered respectfully, "Yes, your Majesty."

"Did your Majesty give you any orders?"

When he sees this woman, all her words and deeds must be his, and the master will answer whatever he asks.

"The emperor said that the empress is not allowed to step out of Hanshao Palace, nor is she allowed to see other people."

How is his approach different from that of Leng Gong?

It's like being in a dark prison, but it's no different.

"My Lady, please lie down on the bench and rest for a while, while my servant goes to cook the medicine."

She helped herself sit down very carefully, stared at her for a while, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Your Majesty, just call your servant Xin'er." He kept busy covering the Madam with a down cushion and said slowly.

Ye Yilan moved her lower lips and hesitated to speak: "You go down first."

Lying sideways on the bench, supporting his head with one hand, he gradually closed his eyes and took a little rest.

A figure as white as jade appeared in Hanshao Palace. Looking at the resting woman from a distance, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

As soon as Xin'er came over with the medicine, he made a gesture of shushing her.

He personally brought a stool from the back room, placed it in front of the bench, and whispered: "Go and prepare some candied fruits."

"Yes, I obey your order."

Sit next to her and gently stroke her cheek.

Her tender, watery eyes were extremely doting.

Like a jade in the palm of your hand, hold it in your hand and carefully protect her, retaining that little bit of pure heart.

She is indeed not suitable for life in the palace, but all this is already destined.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw his face. She stood up suddenly and looked at each other without saying a word.

Seeing this, his eyes were so colorless. He smiled slightly and said, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Seeing that she was silent, he picked up the medicine bowl in front of him, carefully blew the hot air away, and brought it to her mouth. His soft voice was like the gurgling of melted ice water: "If you have something to do, drink the medicine first."

Spoonful after spoonful was put into the mouth, as if everything was numb, and the bitterness in the mouth faded away.

Take a bite of candied fruit, the sweet taste leaves a touch of ** feeling.

I don’t know if it’s because my heart is astringent or my mouth is astringent.

She hesitated to speak and thought for a while: "What on earth is the emperor thinking about?"

"I don't understand." He stroked her hair and smiled lovingly.

He doesn't understand?

How could he not understand the things he arranged?

With salivating eyes, he played with the quilt in his hands: "Why are you keeping me here?"

"Quan? When did I say that I would detain you?" He hugged her body and laid her on his lap. Holding her hands tightly, he looked at her with a slight smile: "I just want to put you to rest."

Here, rest for a while. By the way, no one can disturb me from accompanying you."

The more he did this, the more uneasy he became.

Is his love possessive or...

"Is your Majesty's behavior too willful?"

"In front of you, I have always been willful." He tightened his hand and tightly wrapped it around her waist. He added, "From last night to now, you have never mentioned the poisoner in front of me. I

Want to hear what you think."

"No idea." When she was calm, she thought about the person who poisoned her. She also doubted the slave who appeared in Qinlan Palace that day. How could someone come here inexplicably.

Afterwards, he smiled lightly.

"Yes, I'm still alive. That person didn't poison me completely." He said this deliberately, looking down at her.

"My concubine didn't mean that." She stood up and explained, moved her body to lean on his shoulder, and looked into the distance. She said coldly, "I'm just afraid that someone has killed someone and silenced me."

To her, since the man was going to kill someone with a borrowed knife, how could he leave any evidence?

"You think exactly what I think."

"Why are there so many people who want to take your life, but what harm has the emperor done?"

Murong Haochen raised her chin and slowly lowered her eyelids with saliva: Lan'er, if one day we stay away from the palace, it would be nice to have a scene like this. Watching your and my children playing and playing in front of us.

If such a day comes, I would like to tell you the truth.

"What if I did something wrong to you?"

Hearing this, Ye Yilan smiled lightly.

She doesn't know and she doesn't understand.

His lips gradually came closer, and he let go of the quilt that his hands were clenching tightly, and his heart kept beating.

Seeing that the lips were so close, she did not dodge or resist.

The moment her eyes closed, he smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth and lifted her whole body into the air.

When she suddenly opened her eyes, she thought he would kiss her, but he never directly picked her up.

His eyes were wandering and salivating, not daring to look at him.

There was a secret smile on the corners of his evil mouth. Looking at the look of the woman in his arms just now, how could he not laugh.

"Where will the emperor take my concubine?"

Seeing that Murong Haochen did not take her to the back room, but held her all the way, she had no idea where he was going.

"Lan'er, close your eyes."

Even though she didn't know what his motives were, she did it anyway.

Seeing her closing her eyes, she smiled so tenderly.

This road seems to be very long, without any end.

It's like, the road ahead is shrouded in dreams, and there is no way to find the exit.

Her legs landed on the ground, and she could feel that she was stepping on a pile of stones. When she was about to open her eyes, Murong Haochen took out a piece of black cloth and covered her eyes. But she wanted to open her eyes to see where he was.

No matter how fancy you are, you can't see anything.

He grabbed his hand and followed him closely. There was darkness in front of him, like an abyss of a black hole.

Gradually, she smelled a faint fragrance.

The petals falling in the breeze brushed past her side.

Murong Haochen stopped, but she stretched out her hand to catch it, and could feel the petals falling from her fingers.

She seemed to have smelled and seen the fragrance before. She asked him dubiously: "Is this a purple cherry tree?"

He said nothing, but smiled slightly.

The moment he took off the black cloth, Ye Yilan still closed her eyes tightly, stretched out her hands to smell the aroma, and moved forward slowly.

Seeing her like this, he followed closely, fearing that she would fall.
To be continued...