Maybe it was the night getting darker, or maybe it was the wine, but unconsciously, he actually regarded Wen Miao as Jingjing. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Why does the prince always look at me?" Noticing that Yang An's gaze had been on his face, he stroked his face embarrassedly and asked, "Could it be ...... Did I wear makeup?"

"No," Yang An squinted his eyes slightly, and said with a sense of wine: "This king just likes to look at you." ”

Wen Miao's cheeks turned red instantly, she had never heard Yang An speak to her like this, and her whole person seemed to be about to fly into the air.

It turns out that being pampered by a beloved man is so joyful and sweet.

"Come here," suddenly a hand was stretched out from the other side, Yang An pulled her into his arms, and his burning breath sprayed on her face: "What kind of rouge do you put on your face, it smells so good." ”

"Really? That's when I was shopping—"

Before Wen Miao finished speaking, her mouth was blocked, and after some lingering lips and tongues, she collapsed in Yang An's arms.

"Stay here tonight......"

Yang An's voice was low and seductive, like a deadly poppy draining her strength. Wen Miao raised her eyes and asked with a slight tremble, "Has the prince ever had me in his heart?"

"How can you ask such a stupid question," Yang An looked at her dotingly and said, "This king has always been in his heart, but you never realized it." ”

"The concubine is willing to wait by the prince's side for the rest of her life, and she will die with her. ”

Wen Miao slowly untied the clothes on her body, and her nephrite-like body appeared in front of Yang An, the skin that had never been touched exuded an alluring fragrance.

Yang An leaned down and took a deep breath, and then kissed the jade neck fiercely.

"Ah......h

Wen Miao couldn't help but moan quietly, she hugged Yang An's broad back tightly, and couldn't wait to hand herself over.

"Lord Wang...... The prince ......"

An affectionate call sounded in Yang An's ears, he hugged the person in his arms tightly, and shouted in a low voice: "Jingjing...... Lush...... This king wants you...... You are the king's man......"

The air froze instantly, Wen Miao's eyes widened, and his body froze like a stone. Her heart seemed to have been cut off by a knife little by little, and the blood flowed all over the ground, silently, but in great pain.

"What's wrong?"

Yang An noticed that the nephrite jade in his arms was gradually getting cold, and when he looked up, he found that the other party had two lines of tears on his face, and at this time he also woke up.

It turned out that the person in her arms was not Cheng Jingjing, but she was just confused for a while.

"This king is drunk," Yang An pushed Wen Miao away, and said with a cold face: "It's not too early, you should go back and rest early, and take this wine away." ”

"Is the prince trying to drive me away?" Wen Miao looked at him with blurred tears, like an offshore fish struggling weakly: "Didn't the prince just tell Miao Miao that his heart has always been mine?"

"You know that this king has recognized the wrong person," Yang An said ruthlessly: "I just saw that you were dressed too much like Jingjing, and when you were drunk, you saw that it was her." ”

"What about me?" Wen Miao grabbed him desperately and asked, "Has the prince never been misty in his heart?

"You're not her," Yang An shook off her hand and stood up: "Don't make trouble, go back." ”

"Lord Wang!" Wen Miao hugged his feet and pleaded humbly: "You just treat me as Jingjing, I just want to accompany you for one night." Even if you think it's someone else, I'm willing, please don't drive me away!"

Seeing her self-defeating appearance like this, Yang An not only did not have the slightest sympathy, but became disgusted. Although there was no name between them, he always treated Wen Miao with respect, but now Wen Miao was pestering him like this, making him regret bringing her into the palace for a moment.

"This king has always only admired you," Yang An said lightly: "I have never had a relationship with you between men and women, haven't you always known about this matter?"

"I know, I've always known ......" Wen Miao's hands slid down weakly, her hair was scattered, and she cried: "It's just that Miao Miao is unwilling, unwilling that the prince has always regarded me as a friend...... From the day the prince married me into the door, Miao Miao regarded you as a man for life...... But why is the prince so ruthless to me, and refuses to give me even a little bit of conjugal affection?"

"Miao," Yang An frowned, and said to her word by word: "This king can give you a name, but he will never give you the word affection, you know that these things cannot be forced, not that if you want this king, he will give it to you." ”

"Has the prince ever liked me a little bit?"

"Nope. ”

Hearing the unhesitating answer, Wen Miao's heart was broken into pieces, and she staggered up from the ground and slowly walked to the door.

"Miao Miao knows, I disturbed the prince tonight, please forgive the prince. ”

The door was opened with a "creak", a gust of night wind blew, and the darkness gradually engulfed the lonely back.

Wen Miao didn't return overnight, and the next morning, Cheng Jingjing waited anxiously and excitedly at the door. Last night, Lord An should have stayed overnight, it seems that his efforts have borne fruit, I don't know if the two will have a baby after today.

She thought happily as she played with the silk silk in her hand, when she saw Wen Miao walking in from outside.

"You're back," Cheng Jingjing greeted her happily, and said with a wink: "I was not happy last night, Prince An didn't ask anyone to come back to inform you if I left you for the night, and the three of us have been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"I drank too much with the prince last night," Wen Miao smiled: "I forgot to tell you for a while, I will remember next time, did you wait for me for a long time last night?"

Seeing that she was in a good mood, Cheng Jingjing guessed that this month had been done, so she affectionately took her arm and said as she walked: "Lie to you, I saw you last night and didn't come back for a long time, I knew that it was done, the three of us went to bed early, don't you dare to go to Prince An to disturb you......"

Cheng Jingjing was nagging there alone, but she didn't notice the shattered dark light under Wen Miao's eyes, she only thought that she had finally done a good deed, but she never expected that layers of dark clouds were gradually coming towards her.

"Princess, Madame Wen wants to see you outside the door. ”

In the main hall of Luofeng Courtyard, a maid walked in from the outside to pray, Huaiyu took the embroidery in Zhuang Hanxue's hand, and asked, "Then Wen Miao hasn't come to see you for a long time, but you figured it out?"

"I think she figured it out and finally made the right decision," Zhuang Hanxue said to the maid: "Bring her in, except for Huaiyu, everyone else will go out." ”

"Yes. ”

After the maids all retreated, Wen Miao walked in alone, and without waiting for Zhuang Hanxue to ask what she meant, she said, "Sister, can you do my sister a favor?"