"I said, you go down." Pushing Zhao Jing'an's chest, his face was ashamed and angry.

Turning over, lying next to Yan Rumeng, looking at the woman who was immediately wrapped like a cicada chrysalis, heartfelt laughter overflowed from her chest, "Am I so hungry?" Why do you want to be so guarded against me? His eyes were soft, and he stretched out his hand, Yan Rumeng thought that he was going to pull the quilt, and pushed it back, but Zhao Jing'an touched his face, "Don't worry, it's not time yet, I won't touch you." ”

Such explicit words made Yan Rumeng blush even more, and muttered in his heart: "This man is becoming more and more faceless and skinless, and his speech is becoming more and more out of tune." ”

The ambiguous atmosphere suppressed the smoke like a dream, and it was uncomfortable to breathe, and decided to break the silence, "Zhao Jing'an, you said you would tell me about the clothes." ”

It's because he didn't make it clear that she couldn't explain it to her family.

Zhao Jing'an blinked, took his hand away, propped his hands on the back of his head, and looked at the shadow of the curtain above, "That's my mother's." There was tremor and excitement in his voice, as if it would take a lot of effort to say this.

"The concubine's?" The head was stretched forward and the body was a little closer.

But it's not right, if it's the concubine's, then how can the concubine know her clothes?

"It's not!" Under the faint light, Zhao Jing'an's distinct facial features were depicted, and his still eyes showed hidden wounds.

Yan Rumeng didn't know what Zhao Jing'an had experienced before, but looking at his appearance, his heart also hurt.

This man, who hides all his emotions in his heart, although he is injured, always pretends to be light, and in the dark night, will he be like now, full of sadness, silently licking his wounds alone.

The hand touched the resolute face, and the soft voice was distressed, "Jing'an!" The body also leaned against this warm body.

It seemed that he had waited for a long time, so long that Yan Rumeng thought that Zhao Jing'an would not say any more, but the man suddenly turned his head, and his burning gaze fell on Yan Rumeng's face, "Little girl, Zhang Qingxuan is not my mother, my mother died a long time ago, and died in the palace I took you to tonight." ”

"Do you know how she died? Strangled to death, although I didn't see how my mother died, but every day, I would dream, in my dreams, my mother grabbed my hand and kept saying, 'An'er, An'er, my mother died so miserably, so miserable!' Holding the smoke like a dream, I used all my strength, and my body trembled.

Yan Rumeng was strangled out of breath, but he just patted Zhao Jing'an's back quietly, feeling extremely sorry for the man in front of him.

What about the powerful? What about honorable status? Living in pain and hatred every day and every night, what day is not a hellish day?

I didn't want to make Zhao Jing'an miserable anymore, Yan Rumeng didn't ask anymore, just hugged each other quietly, and patted slowly, slowly, like a baby, gently and carefully.

I was afraid that as soon as I used my strength, I would completely shatter the man in front of me and disappear.

"Jing'an, it's over, it's over, now there's me, I'm by your side, you won't be alone?" After speaking, he kissed Zhao Jingan lightly on the cheek.

After a long time, Yan Rumeng felt that the man in his arms was no longer trembling, as if he was asleep, motionless.

His body was a little stiff, and his waist was a little painful, but Yan Rumeng didn't dare to move, and he was afraid that if he moved, he would wake up the sleeping man.

A dense pinprick-like sensation came from his waist, and he finally couldn't help it, and twisted his body slightly.

The light flickered gently in the weak wind, and as soon as Yan Rumeng raised his eyes, he saw that the man in front of him had opened his eyes, except that his eyes were slightly red, and he couldn't see anything else, and he had recovered his previous Zhao Jing'an again.

Yan Rumeng didn't speak, looking at him, the man seemed to be embarrassed, twisted his head awkwardly, and found that Yan Rumeng was still looking at himself, and finally couldn't help but put his hand on Yan Rumeng's eyes, "Is it that good-looking?" ”

"Yes!" It is rare to see Zhao Jing'an who is so twisted, and Yan Rumeng naturally follows his words.

"Uh-huh!" Zhao Jingan snorted, very proud.

Suddenly thinking of something, Yan Rumeng shrank into Zhao Jing'an's arms, raised his head, and opened his bright watery eyes, "Jing'an, what did you do with Zhao Yuxuan?" ”

Although Zhao Yuxuan made a big mistake, he is also a son, if it is not handled properly, even if Zhao Jingan is the prince, he will have to bear the responsibility.

"Ming** naturally knows." sighed with satisfaction, hugged Yan Rumeng's waist, and sold Guanzi.

On the second day, when Yan Rumeng woke up, there was no one around.

I don't know when he left.

got up and called the red tassel and green bamboo to come in and wait.

I took a sip and washed my face, because it was late, and I simply ate breakfast in my room.

Thinking about last night, Zhao Jingan said: "Ming ** will know the way." ”

Biting his chopsticks, he looked at the two people standing in front of him, "Red tassel, green bamboo, is there any news outside today?" ”

Hongying shook her head, "Miss, I didn't hear what my subordinates said, I don't know if there is a way." ”

Luzhu thought for a while and replied hesitantly: "Miss, there is one thing, but it has nothing to do with us, and I don't know if it counts." ”

"Say it." Anyway, it's fine, if it wasn't for passing the time, it's good.

"When I went to the well to fetch water this morning, I met Ah Gui who came back from buying vegetables outside, and he said that the prince of the old prince's mansion was thrown at the gate this morning, his whole body was naked, the corners of his mouth were still foaming at the mouth, his lower body was full of dirty things, and he still had that strange expression on his face." After speaking, Luzhu also seemed to see half of it, and swept the air in front of him with disgust.

The hand of the meal was fought, "Is that son of the world dead?" ”

"It's dead, I heard that when the people in the palace found it, the whole body was icy, listening to Agui's tone, it seems that he died of indulgence." He lowered his voice and leaned in front of Yan Rumeng to speak.

"Oh!" Whispered, holding chopsticks and planning to pick up vegetables, but he lost his appetite.

"Withdraw! Full! ”

"Miss, I've only eaten so little, why don't you eat a little more!" Hongying persuaded that if it had been before, Yan Rumeng would have drunk at least a small bowl of porridge every day.

What's wrong with Miss today?

After coming back from the palace yesterday, it was weird! I asked him how he changed his clothes, and he didn't say anything, he was still in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

frowned, and saw that Yan Rumeng had gotten up and entered the back room, so he could only withdraw the food.

Hongying was holding the vegetables, and as soon as she raised her feet and stepped over the door, a small guy suddenly rushed up to her, bumped into it, and the bowl of rice in her hand "crackled" and shattered to the ground.

"What's going on? In a hurry, can't you see the road? Hongying reprimanded.

The little girl glanced at the angry Hongying, and nodded hurriedly, "Sister Hongying, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really have something important to find Miss." ”

"What's the matter? In a hurry, you can't even look at the road? ”

"The decree has come to the palace, and I am waiting for the young lady to receive the decree!"