Looking covetously at the bony hands on her waist, he opened her hands with both hands, turned around and hugged her whole body.

In his arms, Ye Yilan could feel his restless heart beating continuously.

Suddenly, I felt that my body was slowly letting go, but he kept hugging me and never let go.

Picking up the scattered clothes on the ground, Ye Yilan gently placed her body on them.

Seeing him covering her body with her clothes, she had no place in front of him at this moment. She was holding the clothes tightly with both hands. She bit her lip and was too shy to look into his eyes: "I, my concubine, are saying this

Isn’t it shameful to do it?”

He didn't say a word, but held the face and looked at it carefully, and then slowly said: "I know you are afraid, and I am even more afraid of hurting you."

The gleaming light in her eyes was tender and domineering. She reached out to touch his cheek and said to herself: "Have we known each other for a long time?"

The smile that raised the corner of Murong Haochen's mouth was so shallow and easy.

Her body was lifted up by him, and the remaining warmth of his big hands circled her waist. One hand tightly protected the clothes in front of her, and her beating heart kept beating wildly.

The numb kiss on the forehead and the affectionate eyes were his emotion: Lan'er, I shouldn't have forced you. But my love for you is too deep.

His lips repeatedly traveled around her neck, kissing her slowly, making her feel less afraid.

Ye Yilan was immersed in his tenderness, and her rosy cheeks really made her feel ashamed of this scene.

His lips explored bit by bit and entered slowly. He tossed and turned, sucking in her breath, and slowly savored the lingering fragrance on the tip of his tongue. He slowly placed her body on the soft couch, and he always lingered on it and refused to do so.

Leave.

When his uneasiness wandered away, he could detect her tense heart and comforted her: "Lan'er, don't be afraid."

From the time she entered the palace, he had invaded her many times, but this was the first time he touched her body.

Ye Yilan never thought that she could indulge herself like this tonight. He kept whispering the word "don't be afraid" in his ears. That was because he knew that for an unexperienced person, all this was more or less painful in his heart.

Some conflicts.

She is his concubine, she can choose not to sleep with her, but he will not force her.

Tonight, she didn't know if it was voluntary or if everything had changed.

The spring breeze warms the tent, and the candlelight glows with secret feelings.

A ray of beautiful scenery is limited, and the cinnabar has not turned red at all.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at that profile face that she had never properly appreciated. It turned out that everything was discovered by accident.

Stretching out my hand, I touched the tip of his straight nose, smiling amusingly. I saw that his forehead was still frowning. Just as I was about to reach out, I heard a clear voice like gurgling spring water: "So restless."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yilan quickly stopped her hand and lay obediently in his arms without moving.

As soon as the words fell, Murong Haochen suddenly turned around and pressed on her. He leaned over and teased in her ear: "Why, I didn't kill you last night, but you are so unscrupulous."

"Not serious."

Even though we didn't have sex last night, when I thought about this, my face gradually turned red with embarrassment.

When Murong Haochen saw her fallen clothes, he personally pulled her up and looked at her with a funny smile.

Seeing him sitting on the soft couch changing clothes, he put his arms around his neck and leaned on his shoulders, looking at him meaningfully: "Is this still Qinlan Palace?"

He kept looking at her with doting eyes: "Why would you ask this question?"

"Who knows if the emperor has taken his concubine to another place?"

Hearing this, the corners of her mouth curved into such a deep smile that she picked her up from the quilt.

"What does the Emperor want to do?"

"After sleeping here for one night, I naturally want to change places."

She hugged his neck tightly and buried her head in her arms shyly.

Zi Ling and Caifeng, who had been waiting outside early, saw them following closely behind them and went in to wait on them.

He had just put down Ye Yilan and was about to leave when he saw her pulling him so reluctantly.

He held her face, kissed her forehead, and looked at her affectionately: "I still have some things to deal with, so I have to go."

"Have a good time serving Chen Zhaoyi."

Seeing his back gradually disappearing, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Caifeng went to help her, secretly rejoicing: "Why are you sighing? You should be happy."

Sitting in front of the mirror, looking at himself like this, he retorted: "What's so happy about it?"

"Last night, the emperor celebrated the birthday of the empress. The entire palace saw the Kongming Lantern. No one must have seen that grand occasion. Besides, the empress and the emperor must have had a happy time yesterday."

When Zi Ling thought of the grand occasion last night, she didn't know that the emperor had spared it for his empress.

She was still worried about whether what she got now would become a thorn in the side of the harem.

"Cai Feng congratulates the empress. If the empress becomes pregnant one day, maybe the emperor will..."

"Shut up."

Seeing this, Caifeng immediately shut her mouth.

"The emperor and I have not yet had sex."

The two of them looked at each other, something they had never imagined.

Zi Ling never understood that the emperor had summoned his empress to sleep with her several times, but she had not yet had sex.

"Some things are unclear, just look at them."

Ye Yilan looked through the mirror and saw Zi Ling's questioning eyes, and knew what she was trying to explain.

Zi Ling knew this well and coveted it silently.

Fengque Palace

Xia Muling looked at the superior eldest grandson Guanji, picked up the tea cup to cover up the meaningful smile on the corner of her mouth.

Feng Tingyu, who arrived belatedly, said her greetings with a smile: "I would like to send my regards to the Queen."

"Feng Bin came late today."

The eldest grandson Guanji watched her smile so brazenly in front of him, and the suppressed anger kept building up deep in his heart.

"Empress, have you ever heard of what happened yesterday?" As soon as he sat down, he deliberately raised his voice to make it sound.

The eldest grandson Guanji glanced at her and said coldly: "It's just that the Kongming lanterns were placed in the palace. What's the fuss about?"

"Feng Concubine, this matter has been spread throughout the palace, what else is there to say."

Xia Muling looked at her like this and didn't know what she was thinking.

The scene from last night kept popping up in my mind, and that indifferent figure gradually disappeared in front of me.

He hummed disdainfully and eloquently said: "Yesterday was Chen Zhaoyi's birthday, and it was arranged by the emperor himself. Concubine Shu and Chen Zhaoyi are good sisters, how come you don't even know about this?"

Hearing that, the hands hidden in the sleeves were tightly held, Xia Muling never thought that everything last night was for her, for her life.

Ye Yilan, your life is really good.

Smiling lightly: "Although I don't know, I know the extent of the emperor's love for Chen Zhaoyi."

Feng Tingyu looked at her with hesitation, muttering her lips and looking at her with dissatisfaction.

"That's enough." His serious eyes gradually flashed, he smiled charmingly, and said casually: "The quarrel between you two is really giving me a headache."

She rolled her eyes at Xia Muling, feeling displeased.

If it hadn't been for that night, why would she have had any grudge against Ye Yilan?

He sighed helplessly: "Empress, my concubine is just ignorant. How can the emperor favor her so much even if Chen Zhaoyi poisoned her?"

"Our emperor is extremely fond of Chen Zhaoyi. I remember, once Chen Zhaoyi disappeared, the emperor was so anxious that he could kill him."

The eldest grandson Guanji regretted that she should have been dealt with at that time. This scourge had already threatened her, and she was afraid that the children she would have in the future...

There was a smug smile in his eyes: "To be honest, I am also curious about who poisoned you."

Lan Shan glanced at the maid next to the queen, her eyes were empty and there was a bit of joy in the corners of her eyes.

Maybe no one knows about her flirting with others except herself.

Su Ying's mind was filled with the scene from last night, and her whole body felt soft.

Last night, the two of them met in an abandoned pavilion, and only she knew what they did.

The two hugged each other, caressing her gently with restless hands, and joked: "Does this still hurt?"

"I haven't come to see you these days, do you miss me?"

Seeing her nod, he kissed her again wildly.

After a short while, his eyes became dark, and his hoarse voice gradually sounded: "Do you want to take what I gave you?"

"Before I was ready to take action, someone secretly informed the queen." At that time, she never expected that someone would take action first. Fortunately, she escaped the matter for a while. She was secretly glad for a while. "However, that person

Chen Zhaoyi was not killed, and the emperor loved her very much."
To be continued...