To meet the Princess of Bei Mo, she was the queen, but it was her.

"Shiro, what do you doubt about me? Scheming?"

"I did doubt it."

At that moment, such an idea appeared in his mind - scheming.

He once thought about whether to catch them off guard when the time came.

Looking into her eyes, there was still a teardrop left, and she wiped it away.

"What now? Is it to confirm your guess, or to..."

With this question, Ye Yilan just wanted to know what he really thought.

She has no scheming intentions because everything around her has nothing to do with her and there is no need to be jealous.

Perhaps, she has everything and doesn't need anything to fill the gap.

"I know you have concerns, and I am sure I was wrong this time. It was your smile that made me doubt you."

He had never seen that smile before, and it really made people suspicious.

Looking at her, I kept regretting one thing deep in my heart.

If it hadn't happened, maybe they would have been at loggerheads at this moment.

"Your suspicion is not wrong. I really want to catch them off guard. If not, I won't teach them to bully them."

She didn't want to lie. Now that he had discovered it, there was no need to hide it.

Seeing the two of them looking domineering, she naturally didn't agree with them.

She chose to hide it, just to prevent her eldest grandson Wanji from going down any steps.

This was indeed a bit excessive, but after all, she had no way to stop Han Xin at that time.

Hearing that, he was not angry. With a happy smile on his face, he asked, "Are they trying to make things difficult for you?"

Murong Haochen didn't care whether she used tricks, he only cared whether she was bullied.

He shook his head and said: "Not really."

Difficult?

If she hadn't moved Murong Haochen out, she might have completely embarrassed herself because of this incident.

"It's just Princess Han Xin who is straightforward and doesn't know what to say. I said a few words and she left angrily."

Ye Yilan told him everything one by one, but Murong Haochen smiled instead.

"She is different from you. How can you change her with your temperament." He held her in his arms and lay down, clasping his fingers with hers. "But what she said is right. If I don't protect you,

Would you still be so bold as to contradict the Queen?"

"According to what you said, is it still mine?"

She doesn't deal with others and doesn't like to agree with others.

When she heard what he said, she was dissatisfied.

"You get angry after saying a few words. You were not like this in the past. Why are you so stingy?"

Seeing her like this, Murong Haochen's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning.

He leaned sideways to support her head, his lips gradually approaching hers, his loving eyes always looking at her. When she wasn't paying attention, he untied her belt with uneasy hands.

"Shiro, what do you want to do?"

Ye Yilan felt her clothes being opened by him, and her uneasy heart began to panic again.

He smiled and said nothing, just watching her flustered quietly.

How could she not know what he was going to do at this moment, but she was just afraid deep in her heart.

He pecked her lips carefully, testing it, then took his lips and swallowed everything about her.

Her clothes were peeled off layer by layer, scattered outside the curtain, and fell gently to the ground.

The breeze blows gently, swaying the gauze curtains. The candles are brightly lit, and the wicks are also swaying.

A ray of morning sun in winter slants through the window paper.

He kept hugging the person next to him all night long.

His fingertips lightly traced her cheek and slid down to her collarbone, even leaving his kiss mark.

The corners of his lips curved into a warm arc, and his affectionate eyes kept looking at her.

The person next to him trembled with his long eyelashes and opened his eyes slightly.

When I opened my eyes, I saw it was him.

She tugged on the single piece of clothing that was pulled down by him, rubbed it into his arms, and whispered: "Silang, don't you want to go to court?"

"I'll be with you today."

Chongyan looked at her snuggled in his arms, leaned over and kissed her cheek.

With a blushing face, she never dared to raise her head and look at him.

Last night, he never bullied her, but he kissed her everywhere very domineeringly.

"Your Majesty, didn't you kiss enough last night?"

"I've never had enough for you."

She struggled a little internally, raised her eyes slightly, and suddenly he kissed her restlessly again.

"Your Majesty, do you want an heir?" he bit his lip and thought for a long time before he dared to speak out.

"Of course, he is your heir."

Remember, he also said this last year.

"I've never thought about it. When do you plan to have a child?"

"I would like to ask you, when do you plan to make love with me?"

Looking at her, she had never cared about the heir, but today she was so concerned.

Smile affectionately.

"Last night, it wasn't..." Thinking of last night, he lowered his eyes in shame.

The deep affection in his eyes became sincere, and he took her words in a cold voice: "That doesn't count."

"If you want it, I will. If you don't want it, I will let you."

He hooked her nose and leaned back lazily: "Why are you talking to me about this today?"

"I just want to ask, what do you think, Shiro? Every time, you have a chance, but you always give up."

"I've been waiting for you to say yes."

He did have a chance to have her. But for her, he would rather wait for the day when she was willing.

Hearing this, he raised his eyes and looked at him.

Wait if I want?

It turns out that all this happened only because of myself.

It's true that I was too sentimental before.

Smiling lightly: "I thought the emperor didn't want any heirs not long after he ascended the throne."

"I have considered this issue, but I have to wait for your consent before I decide whether to have our child."

This must be considered carefully.

After all, some people are still watching.

"If so, I don't agree?"

"You will definitely agree."
Chapter completed!