Being pulled into Yan Wenhao's arms like this, Mu Ziling couldn't help but be stunned, after reacting, his face was full of embarrassment, his eyes wandered, and the whole person moved uncomfortably, wanting to withdraw from the embrace that imprisoned him.

“…… You let go of me. He couldn't help but speak.

"Let me hold it for a while." Tightening the hand around Mu Ziling's waist, Yan Wenhao said in a low voice, "Thank you, humble, thank you ......"

Mu Ziling just wanted to raise his hand and push away Yan Wenhao, who was holding him at this time, but suddenly heard his undisguised words full of sincere gratitude, so the movements of his hand ...... He pursed his lips, and a hint of complicated emotion flashed in his eyes.

In the end, Mu Ziling didn't push Yan Wenhao away, but instead patted him on the shoulder, as a silent congratulations and comfort.

…… Just indulge him once, Mu Ziling told himself.

Feeling the warmth of Mu Ziling in his arms at this time, Yan Wenhao's expression was extremely gentle, he couldn't help but lower his head, and dropped a gentle kiss on the neck of the young man in his arms, and then tightened his arms and hugged the other party tighter.

"Modesty, modesty......"

One after another, as if so, you can let all your affection know to the person in your arms. Yan Wenhao rested his head on Mu Ziling's shoulder blade and rubbed him one by one, like a big child.

How can it be, like it so much, like someone so much?

Yan Wenhao kept asking himself in his heart, but he didn't have any answers.

Standing aside and taking in all the scenes in front of him, Imperial Doctor Pei couldn't help but be full of surprise, and his heart was full of doubts, is this still the second prince he is familiar with?

Because Imperial Doctor Pei was so serious that he even forgot his identity, so that Fuquan, who was standing not far behind him, couldn't help but sweat for him, and he was also worried in his heart.

Cautiously glanced in the direction of Yan Wenhao, and saw that His Royal Highness hadn't noticed them, so Fuquan put his toes on his toes and took two steps in the direction of Imperial Doctor Pei.

"Master Pei, you have exceeded the rules"

Secretly pulled Imperial Doctor Pei's sleeve, and when he turned his head to look at himself, Fuquan opened his mouth and said a word to him with his mouth, and then motioned to him with his eyes to go out with him first.

Knowing what Fuquan meant, and reacting to what he was doing, Imperial Doctor Pei immediately broke out in a cold sweat, he quickly retracted his gaze and lowered his head, and arched his hand to Fuquan with gratitude, and then followed Fuquan and quietly retreated outside the hall.

Glancing in the direction they left, Yan Wenhao didn't pay attention to it, he didn't care about this little thing.

Lowering his eyes, Yan Wenhao continued to hold the young man in his arms contentedly, but when he remembered what he had to confess after lunch today, the original satisfied and happy expression on his face slowly faded, leaving only a pair of extremely deep eyes.

has been in Yan Wenhao's arms for a long time, and seeing that the other party is still unwilling to let go, Mu Ziling frowned slightly: "Your Highness, you should let go of me." ”

It's so weird to be held like this.

Yan Wenhao didn't move, still holding him, silent, and didn't let go.

“……”

There was nothing to do, Mu Ziling simply raised his hand and pushed him hard, and a certain distance was opened between the two, and at this time, Yan Wenhao finally compromised and slowly let go of his hand.

Taking a step back, Mu Ziling raised his eyes, and when he looked at the undisguised tenderness and affection in Shangyan Wenhao's eyes, he couldn't help but want to indulge in it, and then, he remembered the tacit understanding that naturally formed yesterday when they were in the pavilion, when the two played together, and at the end of the song, they looked at each other, and the strange feelings that were about to gush out of their hearts......

Mu Ziling's eyes changed from confused to trance to shock, and in just a moment, his expression changed several times.

He asked himself, did he put Yan Wenhao in his heart?

Receiving a positive answer, Mu Ziling's heart was extremely astringent for a while, he quickly looked away, unwilling to look at Yan Wenhao again, those eyes covered by overly long forehead hair revealed too many complicated feelings.

Yan Wenhao is the prince, even if in the future, he may not ascend to the supreme position, but just become an idle prince, but in any case, his princess cannot be a man, Emperor Yan will not allow it, and the ministers of the court will definitely not allow it.

What's more, at this time, his body has recovered and he is about to return to the court, then, perhaps, soon, there will be a minister, and Emperor Yan will also find a matching woman for him and marry him again.

What Mu Ziling envied in his heart, what he always wanted, was a sincere relationship of 'one person for a lifetime', his heart was too small to tolerate the existence of a third person, and he would not make any concessions and compromises.

Naturally, as the prince of Yan Wenhao, he is destined not to give him the affection he wants.

Therefore, one day, he will have to leave, and Yan Wenhao will also have a woman standing next to him.

-- There will be no future between them, much less a future.

Standing up suddenly, Mu Ziling turned his back to Yan Wenhao, and slowly walked to the screen not far away, just a few steps, but it was enough for him to collect all the exposed feelings and take them back one by one.

Picking up the coat that the palace maid had placed aside, Mu Ziling turned around, his expression had changed into the same gentle look as when he came over just now, he smiled lightly and said, "Now that it's time, it's time for Your Highness to get up." ”

Looking at the young man's calm face, a flash of disappointment flashed in Yan Wenhao's eyes, and then he was replaced by his usual gentleness.

He can wait, he said to himself.

Lowering his head slightly, Yan Wenhao looked at Mu Ziling who was dressing himself in front of him, he pondered for a moment, and suddenly said loudly: "Modesty, is it okay for you to call Wenhao?" ”

At this time, he brought up the old thing again, only the previous time, he was deliberately tempting, but this time, it was sincerely-

He wanted to be closer to Mu Ziling, rather than having an identity between them.

Hearing this, Mu Ziling was silent for a while, he lowered his eyes, shook his head and sighed lightly: "Your Highness, this is not appropriate. His answer this time was still the same as before.

It's just that at the beginning, he really felt that it was not feasible, and this time, he deliberately wanted to alienate his relationship with Yan Wenhao...... If you know it's impossible, why add unnecessary sadness?

Frowning, Yan Wenhao couldn't help but grab the hand that was busy in front of him, and his tone was slightly eager: "Modest, I ......"

"Your Highness."

Interrupting his words, Mu Ziling had a faint expression on his face, and forcefully withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes, and carefully put on the decorative jade pendant around his waist for him, and then took a step back, separating him from him for a distance.

"I'll call the palace maid in." After saying that, he simply turned around and walked straight out, his attitude stiff and detached.

Standing motionless behind him, Yan Wenhao looked at his back without turning his head back, his expression was deep, his heart was bitter, and the hand on his side was also tightly clenched into a fist-

Now, what should he do?

And if you want to confess, at this moment, how should you say it?

******

The Five Princes' Mansion.

Because of yesterday's incident, Yan Wenzhi was punished by Emperor Yan for closing the door in the mansion for three days, copying the "Policy Theory" ten times, during which he could not go out or go to court.

Sitting in the study, Yan Wenzhi copied the "Policy Theory" over and over again, and when he copied it for the fifth time, his eyebrows were already filled with deep irritability, and he was still a little worried in it.

The successive incidents in the past few days made him vaguely uneasy.

At this time, the chief manager Fu Zhou came quickly, and when he saw him, Yan Wenzhi threw away the pen in his hand and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?" ”

Fu Zhou knelt down, buried his head very low, and carefully reported the news he had just heard to Yan Wenzhi: "Your Highness, there is news from the palace just now, saying that the second and second princes' illnesses have been cured. ”

"What!"

Yan Wenzhi stood up suddenly, stepped forward with a brisk step, grabbed Fu Zhou's clothes, and lifted him into the air, his voice was cold, and his face was like a ghost, "You say, my sick second emperor brother is cured?" ”

"Yes, it's the mother's faction, sending people, passing on, passing on the news."

Being caught like this, Fu Zhou was a little breathless, he was sweating all over, and after facing the fierce gaze of His Royal Highness, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and then nodded tremblingly, and stumbled and said.

"Damn it!"

Throwing down Fu Zhou, who was so frightened that his face turned pale, Yan Wenzhi was like a trapped beast, pacing in the study repeatedly, and after a while, he threw everything in the study to the ground like crazy, but even so, the anger in his heart still did not disappear.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

At the right time, a soft and gentle voice sounded, and along with this voice, there was a graceful and graceful figure.

Originally, he was kneeling in the house, and when Fu Zhou saw her in fear, his eyes immediately lit up, and he called out loudly: "Falling rain girl." ”

Glancing at him, Luoyu said softly: "Chief Fu will go down first, I will comfort His Highness here." ”

Seeing Fu Zhou leave, Luo Yu walked slowly to Yan Wenzhi's side, gently put his white hand on his arm, his eyes were soft, and his tone was gentle: "Your Highness, why are you so angry?" ”

Her face is outstanding, it can be said that the country is overwhelmed, and a red mole between her eyebrows makes her even more charming, at this time she asked softly, her eyes were full of concern, which made Yan Wenzhi's irrepressible anger, seeing her, gradually subsided.

Raising his hand, Yan Wenzhi directly pulled the person into his arms and hugged her, then leaned his head on her shoulder, his voice was tired, and called her softly: "Falling rain......"

"Your Highness, the rain is falling."

Patted him twice on the back, hesitated for a while, and there was a faint concern and hope in Luoyu's voice: "Your Highness, can Luoyu share your worries?" She raised her head and looked at Yan Wenzhi intently, with a deep affection in her eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Wenzhi glanced down at her, his eyes filled with unconcealable lust: "Are you willing?" ”

"Falling rain willingly."

Looking at him, Luoyu smiled and nodded, her fingertips lightly scratched his back a few times, revealing the meaning of charm.

His expression was slight, and suddenly, Yan Wenzhi suddenly picked up the person in his arms, with a fierce color between his eyebrows, his steps were steady, and he walked straight towards the inner room.

Knowing what Yan Wenzhi was going to do to him, Luo Yu did not resist, but obediently raised his arms, wrapped his arms around his neck, lowered his eyes, and looked extremely docile.

It's just that in the depths of her eyes, there is an unusually strong hatred hidden in the depths of her eyes, which is not known.