When Murong Yichuan and Dongfang returned to the palace from the palace, it was already nightfall, and lights were lit up everywhere in the palace, giving people a warm feeling.

Murong Yichuan and Dongfang got off the sedan chair, and then each went back to their own places.

Murong Yichuan has always lived in the warmth between himself and Ximen Ruoxuan, where Dongfang seems to have never stopped once.

Dongfang seemed to have his own place, although the door there was always open for Murong Yichuan, but he rarely came.

The arrogant seems not to beg for Yi Chuan's luck, she would rather be alone with the lonely lamp every night, and she doesn't want to let go of her pride to beg and compromise.

"Princess; What would you like to eat tonight? The slave and maid let the kitchen make it for you. Chunhong asked softly

It's like a way; "I don't want to eat anything, I ate a lot of things at the Queen Mother's place just now, and now I'm not hungry, so I don't have to bother."

Chunhong just wanted to turn around and leave, as if she stopped her

"Spring Red; You make me a cup of strong tea. ”

Chunhong said yes, and then went down, and after a while, a cup of steaming strong tea was placed in front of Wanruo.

"Princess; Do you have any other commands? ”

It's like a way; "No, you go down first."

"The slave and maid are gone."

The dim light set off the loneliness, and she couldn't feel the temperature when she held a cup of strong tea in the palm of her hand. Her heart is cold, her heart has been so cold for so long, she will think of the scenes during the day, someone's warm and powerful big hand, and the faint tenderness in his eyes, but now she still has to be alone with the lonely lamp, counting the loneliness.

As if he was pondering, the door suddenly opened, a gust of wind blew in, the light flickered a few times, as if slowly raising his head, and a tall man walked in outside the door

It's like getting up

"The concubine asks for peace to the prince."

Murong Yichuan waved her hand and asked her to sit down

Murong Yichuan also sat down next to each other

As if he just wanted to shout for spring red tea, Yi Chuan waved his hand

"Is there anything wrong with the princess coming here tonight?" The voice was cold

Murong Yichuan Road; "There's the king's princess here, can't I come?"

Murong Yichuan's voice was no longer as cold as a knife as it was at the beginning, with a hint of warmth.

He smiled and didn't speak

Murong Yichuan then looked at the light, people said that looking at the beauty under the lamp, the more you look at it, the more intoxicating it becomes, Murong Yichuan has this feeling at the moment. Under the light, it seems to be more and more delicate and moving, although it is delicate but not charming, it is still so fresh and refined. Murong Yichuan still likes to compare her with Ximen Ruoxuan, she is more beautiful and refined than Ximen Ruoxuan, but she is much more lonely and cold than Ximen Ruoxuan, he feels that he can't touch Wanruo's thoughts, maybe he doesn't know her well enough.

"Lord Wang; It's not too early, so you might as well go back and rest. As if she felt that her heart was very depressed, she didn't want to let Murong Yichuan look at it like this, she was very uncomfortable to look at, although she really wanted him to stay, but ......

Murong Yichuan blew out the lamp at once, and in the darkness he held a soft hand.

"This king is not going anywhere tonight," Murong Yichuan took Wanruo into his arms domineeringly, and then kissed her on the lips.

Murong Yichuan's kiss was so domineering, so intense, as if there was a feeling of suffocation and dizziness.

When Murong Yichuan kissed Wanruo, half of his heart was Ximen Ruoxuan, and the other half was Dongfang Wanruo, and he didn't know whether this enthusiasm was given to Wanruo or Ruoxuan.

As if she didn't respond to Murong Yichuan, she just passively let him kiss

After a long time, Murong Yichuan picked up Wanruo, who had a petite body, and then groped his way to the side of the bed and gently put Wanruo on the bed.

Murong Yichuan rudely stripped all his clothes naked, as if he was crystal clear* and completely revealed.

As if feeling a little embarrassed, she used a brocade quilt to cover her body, Murong Yichuan took the quilt aside, and then he pressed it on Wanruo's body.

Murong Yichuan's kiss stayed on every inch of his body like a raindrop, as if he felt that his whole body was extremely numb, she asked the general to cry out, Murong Yichuan at this time was not rude, compared to the first night, compared to the previous times, this time he was much gentler, and it seemed that he was not so painful.

Murong Yichuan enjoyed himself on Wanruo*, he listened to the faint moaning of the beautiful woman under him, he felt that he had endless strength in his body, and the moaning sound was like a moving music, Murong Yichuan thought that this voice was rare to hear in the world

"Lord Wang; Do you love me? Just when Murong Yichuan was indulging in galloping, the woman under him suddenly came up with such a sentence, which had already extinguished all of Yichuan's enthusiasm like a basin of cold water.

Murong Yichuan didn't answer immediately, he slowly got down from Wanruo's body, and then hugged his body that was as soft as a willow, and after a long time he said I will slowly fall in love with you, and one day you will not be the princess of this king's stand-in.

It turns out that he has always been a titular stand-in princess, and it turns out that he has never fallen in love with himself.

A wave of grievances surged into her heart, and crystal tears slipped down instantly.

Murong Yichuan, who was hugging Wanruo, suddenly felt a coldness in his palm, which turned out to be like a cold tear.