Han Ling stood helplessly, and after a while, Yin Ruochen heard a soft snort.

She was so sleepy that she crawled to the other end of the bed and fell asleep.

I felt that I had only fallen asleep for a while, and my face was surrounded by a hot breath, and it was itchy uncomfortably, and when I opened my eyes, half of my handsome face and half of my silver mask were displayed in front of me.

Yin Ruochen was lying beside her, staring at her face in a daze.

Han Ling was so frightened that he turned over and wanted to sit up. "Don't move." Yin Ruochen reached out and pressed her, staring at her face, and muttered, "Why? Your face shouldn't look like this! ”

Han Ling broke out in a cold sweat.

What are you kidding, what does this guy see?

"Lord, the slave and maid are getting up." Han Ling hurriedly reminded. "Don't worry, it's still early." Yin Ruochen stretched out her big hand to caress Han Ling's face, Han Ling's heart was raised to the door of her voice, her face was only missing a layer of skin, if Yin Ruochen uncovered the skin on her face, then she would be completely exposed.

However, Yin Ruochen didn't!

He looked at her thoughtfully.

They were so close that they were almost face to face!

Han Ling's eyes widened, I don't know what he was going to do? Looking at him nervously. "Ling'er, Ling'er" Yin Ruochen muttered, Han Ling was stunned!

Ling'er, isn't that her nickname? How would he know? Han Ling was inexplicable for a moment, looking at him nervously and panickedly.

Before she came back to her senses, Yin Ruochen's beautiful arc of cold lips touched her lips without warning, and gently, softly, bit Han Ling's red and swollen cherry mouth.

Han Ling spun around in an instant, his heart jumped suddenly, and even the hands on his chest stiffened.

Unlike the previous two times, this time he kissed her gently, softly, seriously and carefully, biting the tip of her small tongue, teasing and entanglement, like kissing an extremely precious treasure, and his dexterous tongue was in her mouth like a naughty child.

Han Ling's head was dizzy, his brain went blank, and he almost lost the idea of resisting.

Yin Ruochen kissed her delicately, with pity and reluctance. With a subconscious sense of atonement and earning.

His lips were cold, his whole body was tight, he almost lost consciousness, and his strong and powerful hands wrapped around Han Ling's slender waist.

The heart beats violently, obsessive and persistent, like a lost child who has found the nestle of his heart, as if he met a sweet spring in the desert, he desperately absorbs her beauty, lingers, and can't bear to give up!

The touch of the soft body in his hands made him breathe quickly and his movements became crazy.

He kissed her desperately regardless of it, eager to rub Han Ling into his chest. His kiss was domineering, but it was soft and delicate, and it seemed desperate to ask for it but it was so tender that even when consciousness was gradually lost, he tried to give her for free—his affection, gently teasing her tongue, sucking, wrapping, neither possessing nor warm!

Han Ling once again felt that the air in his lungs had been drained, and he fell into an unconscious nothingness.

A line of clear heat flowed from her eyes, and she wrongly underestimated his feelings!

Sober, sober, if it continues like this, it will fall into the abyss from which it will never recover, a voice recalled in Han Ling's mind.

Don't, don't be like this, can't be so confused anymore, her remaining will desperately resisted.

Maybe it was Han Ling's moist and cold tears that woke up Yin Ruochen's senses, maybe it was Han Ling's struggle that brought him back to his senses, or maybe he kissed her enough.

Soon, Yin Ruochen came to her senses and let go of her.

Han Ling gasped heavily, her face was red, and the corners of her mouth were still a little moist, looking charming and charming.

However, when he saw her crying, huddled there like a wounded little sheep, trembling, lonely and helpless, suddenly his heart tightened, and his heart ached faintly, and this unforgettable feeling took long to come back to life.

A sense of guilt rises in the bottom of my heart, a sense of guilt of powerlessness!

hugged her gently, but there was a sour pain in her heart, I wanted to let her go, but I didn't want to hug her tighter, as if I was afraid that she would fly away.

At this moment, Yin Ruochen felt an unprecedented fear.

Such a girl, and just an ugly girl, why does he have a feeling that he can't catch it, it seems that she will leave him one day, and he will never get her, just like when he was a child, he can only look at her noble and beautiful, like a fairy in the moon, ethereal and blurry, out of reach, want to catch her, let her belong to him forever, but the sky and water are separated, and it is impossible to even get it in an instant.

Yin Ruochen suddenly felt cold, hugged her tightly with all her strength, and muttered in her mouth: "Ling'er, don't, don't leave me." As he spoke, he closed his eyes in fear and pain, and trembled.

What happened that afternoon ten years ago is clear.

When she was seven years old, so many things happened that he would never forget them later.

That afternoon, terrible afternoon!

In that little dark room, she was tied to a wooden post, and with a fierce face full of long hair, smiling fiercely, holding a sharp knife, it shook brightly in front of her.

Actually, he knew it, or he did it on purpose.

By chance, when passing by the mother's room, he heard the mother's poisonous plan, but he didn't say it, and even with a hint of pleasure!

At that time, he hated her and was jealous that she had been loved by his father.

The demon sent the gods to obey the will of the concubine, and took her to the remote stream in the imperial garden, and watched the demon kidnap her.

Perhaps out of curiosity, or perhaps out of uneasiness, he secretly followed him to the little dark room.

His eyes widened in horror as he saw what he was looking in.

Thin and small, she was tied to a black wooden post, her pale little face, bright and beautiful eyes full of fear and helplessness, and she kept crying out in pain: "Brother Ruochen, save me, help me." ”

He couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears on his face, and he called "Brother Ruochen" hoarsely, struggling with all his might, trembling all over.

Her lonely and helpless expression and frightened and sad expression, how many years have passed, can not be forgotten, even embedded in the depths of the brain, with deep guilt, like a devil haunting him, every time he wakes up in the dark, he will despise himself.

She was so pure and beautiful, so noble and beautiful, if her beautiful face was really ruined by that demon, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

She is so trusting and dependent on herself, and what has she done? It was so despicable that he used her trust and dependence to push her into the darkness from which she would never recover.

As the demon grinned and picked up the sharp knife and slashed at her delicate face, he came to his senses, picked up the stick beside him, rushed into the hut, and struck him in the head.

Perhaps he had exhausted all his strength, and the demon fainted.

She was already unconscious with fright.

He quickly untied the rope and picked her up and ran towards Aunt Rui's dormitory.

In this fright, she was sick for three whole days, with a high fever, talking nonsense, and kept shouting in her dreams, "Brother Ruochen, help me." Since this accident, she has become melancholy and silent, and often stands in a daze looking at him or the sky in front of her, her big apricot eyes are full of fear and confusion, and when she is slightly frightened, those apricot eyes are full of tears.

Every time Emperor Song Zudi patiently asked her what happened, she was either trembling with fright, or hanging her head and crying sadly, unable to say why.

In the end, the matter was settled.

It was at that time that Yin Ruochen came to his senses.

He was completely transformed, and when the sharp knife slashed at her face, he realized how shameful he was, that she was his sister, innocent and kind, and how dark his heart was.

Since then, he has been scruples about his mother, and he didn't expect her to be so ruthless.

In the next few months, he took care of her everywhere, wanting her to restore her happiness and joy to her past! In fact, he didn't realize that he had special feelings for her, and he wanted to see her every day, be with her, watch her smile, and his heart was full of fulfillment and joy.

After all, it was too young then!

However, it backfired, and what happened soon after almost plunged him into boundless darkness at a young age, and what happened in front of him shocked his whole being!

Every time he dreamed back at midnight, he would hate himself, hating that he shouldn't have taken her to the ...... that day.

He has completely changed, become indifferent and ruthless, become uncertain, study hard every day, and achieve a good skill, when the Jin barbarians invaded, he asked for his life in danger, and led the North Underworld ** team to defeat the ruthless and cunning Jin Barbarians, and kept the country of the North Underworld.

After so many years, whenever he thought about what happened that year, he would fall into great fear and deep guilt.

He didn't believe that she was dead, he just wanted to wait until he was strong before going to her, and then find out the truth and give her justice! But there is no sound...... It wasn't until he met the ugly girl Xiaocao that the long-lost feeling came back again.

Yin Ruochen buried her head in Han Ling's neck, trembling all over, and closed her eyes in pain. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ling'er." Yin Ruochen muttered.

Han Ling came to his senses completely.

Ling'er, the Ling'er in his mouth, must be Princess Xiangling!

He regarded her as a noble and beautiful princess Xiangling!

A trace of loss suddenly slipped through the bottom of his heart, and his eyes slowly dimmed.

Han Ling could feel that this time, his kiss did not carry any distractions at all, but simply wanted to pity her and give her love.

And the woman he really wants to pity is Princess Xiangling, she is just a substitute!

Yin Ruochen hugged her tighter and tighter, so tight that she was almost breathless, and he was trembling all over.

Han Ling's heart swelled with an inexplicable sourness. The hand involuntarily touched his back.

Perhaps it was Han Ling's movements that woke up Yin Ruochen, and after a while, Yin Ruochen raised her head and slowly opened her eyes to look at her.

Han Ling saw the pain, guilt and helplessness in his eyes, as if he was looking for comfort from a wounded child, his heart softened, and he slowly reached over his hand, stroked his eyebrows, and stroked him gently and delicately, as if trying to soothe his fear and sorrow.

Her movements were as gentle as a spring breeze into Yin Ruochen's heart, and she felt unprecedented tranquility, a trace of joy flashed in her eyes, staring blankly at Han Ling's eyes!

Looking at each other, as if they were in a different world, the feeling is as if they have known each other for a long time! The room was so quiet that only the sound of the other party's heartbeat could be heard