As usual, Leng Yixiu was still busy, and the time to come back seemed to be a little later than usual, Rong Xi woke up from a shallow sleep, and still couldn't see his figure, and when she fell asleep and woke up in the morning, she found that there was still a trace of residual warmth on the beauty couch, which proved that he had come back.

He was so busy, Rong Xi couldn't help but be slightly worried.

On the evening of this day, Xiao'er cleaned up the bed and said to Rong Xi: "Miss, pack up, the slave and maid will wait for you to rest." ”

"Don't need it yet, you can go down and sleep first." Rong Xi looked at the night outside the window and said.

Xiao'er knew in her heart that Rong Xi wanted to wait for Leng Yixiu, but the prince always came back so late...... She wanted to persuade her, but looking at Rong Xi's focused expression, she pursed her lips again and slowly retreated.

The stars outside the window, the night breeze was slow, Rong Xi was holding the lamp and reading the book, her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, but she insisted on refusing to sleep, because she felt that something would happen during this time, and after dinner, she asked Leng Fifteen, and the person he sent out should be back in the next two days.

Finally, there was a slight sound of footsteps in the courtyard, and Rong Xi didn't need to turn her head to look, she knew who was coming, she put down the book in her hand and looked at the door.

Sure enough, there was not much time, Leng Yixiu picked up the curtain and walked in, his movements were gentle, and his steps were very slow, for fear of waking up Rong Xi, who was already asleep.

He stood at the door for a while, moving his hands and feet, and waited until the slight cold on his body dissipated, and then slowly walked to the back room.

Through the gauzy-like screen, although Rong Xi couldn't see his face or his expression, he could see his movements, and every detail he did permeated his love for her.

Rong Xi's lips slowly raised.

When Leng Yixiu walked in, he saw such a scene, in the warm and soft light, Rong Xi was sitting on the beauty couch, wearing a plain robe, a thin blanket on her knees, and a book in her hand.

Her gaze reflected the light, like a bright moon slowly rising on the sea, the bright moon was bright, making people's hearts clear, her lips were smiling, the flying arc, like a curved willow leaf, with infinite spring light, fell into Leng Yixiu's eyes.

"Why haven't you slept so late?" Leng Yixiu walked a few steps quickly, came to her side, took her hands, and held them in his hands.

"I'm waiting for you." Rong Xi said softly.

Waiting for you...... Coming back late at night, a light warms my heart, and I sit under the lamp alone, smiling shallowly and waiting for you gently.

Leng Yixiu's heart seemed to be melted by this simple sentence, and he took her in his arms, feeling her fragrance, her softness, and the warmth on her body.

Fighting all the way, those battlefield tears, those careful calculations between brothers, and those mutual wariness between father and son, cast his cold heart, he once thought that he would always live like this, and he could no longer feel the heat of blood in his body and the warmth of a true heart like a normal person.

At this time, Rong Xi in his arms, like the spring sun, shone on the top of the snow-capped mountain in his heart, and the coolness that penetrated into the bones finally slowly dissipated and turned into a pool of spring water.

"I'm late these days," Leng Yixiu let go of her, looked at her face, looked deeply into her eyes, and then kissed her lightly on her full moon-like forehead, "I'm sorry." ”

"Your business is important," Rong Xi said in his arms, "How can things go smoothly?" ”

Leng Yixiu's heartbeat was close to her cheeks, like the most beautiful rhythm in the world, "Chenyang's mission has still not arrived, and as soon as things are almost ready, they are waiting for them." ”

"Maybe there will be news soon," Rong Xi said softly.

"Hopefully, if there is no more...... You need to ask your father to ......" Leng Yixiu stroked her hair, and her voice was soft.

"It's been a day or two," Rong Xi's tone was firm.

Leng Yixiu put his hands on her shoulders and looked at her face, "Rong Xi......"

"I'm sorry, I'm in charge of it, and I've sent someone to look for them a few days ago." Rong Xi met his gaze, his eyes were slightly bloodshot, she sighed softly, raised her hand to stroke his eyelids, "I don't want you to work so hard, and I can't do anything myself, this feeling...... Very bad. ”

Leng Yixiu suddenly took her in his arms and hugged her fiercely, as if he wanted to rub her into his body, he couldn't describe the gratitude and excitement in his heart at the moment in words, he just wanted to use silence to let Rong Xi know his heart, he believed that she could understand.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was long, maybe it was very short, it was so quiet all around, even the wind seemed to stop, the candles burned quietly, and I couldn't bear to disturb them anymore.

Suddenly, Leng Yixiu felt a sudden "bang" on his lower abdomen, as if something had kicked him, he let go of Rong Xi in his arms in surprise, the light in his eyes flickered, and he looked at her fixedly.

Rong Xi was much calmer than him, she smiled lightly and said, "You guessed it, it was your child who kicked you, and he probably protested that you hugged him too tightly and made him breathless." ”

Leng Yixiu was stunned, his eyes slowly focused on Rong Xi's bulging lower abdomen, and after a while, he laughed heartily.

Leng Yiwei was in the study, and heard the sound of gentle footsteps in the corridor, as well as the sound of ringing bells, and a faint aroma wafting from afar.

He couldn't help frowning slightly, put down what he was holding, and took a book from the bookcase at random.

There was not much time, and the person outside the door walked in with a skirt, and in the other hand held a tray, on which was placed a bowl of white fungus lotus seed soup, with a strong aroma and an attractive smell.

Rong Qiu's carefully dressed face is delicate and moving, the eyebrows are like distant mountains, carefully described, like two delicate willow leaves, a pair of eyes are shining, like a lotus pond shining in the sun, the light is undulating, moving people's souls.

Her pink dress is pink and white, like a blooming lotus, and the belt around her waist is tied out of a thin waist, walking and moving like a spring breeze blowing willows, with thousands of postures.

She smiled lightly at Leng Yiwei, her red lips blooming lightly like a flower, "Lord Wang, it's late at night, the concubine has prepared a supper for you, you can taste it." ”

Leng Yiwei raised his eyes to look at her, the beauty under the light smiled skillfully, and the eyebrows and eyes were indeed a little similar to Rong Xi, but it was just ...... Her posture and style are her delicate and charming, but she is clearly not that person.

Rong Xi would never smile like this, her gaze was fierce, like a sword in the sun, majestic and self-generated in the flashes of brilliance, and arrogance lingered between her eyebrows, she would not show such a smile and temptation to any man.

Leng Yiwei rubbed his temples, put the thought just now out of his mind, Rong Qiu saw it, hurriedly put down the tray in his hand, came to his side obediently, stretched out his slender ten fingers, and gently stroked his temples.

Her gesture was gentle, and her sleeves gently swept over Leng Yiwei's hair and cheeks, and the fragrance wafted into his nose more clearly.

His brow furrowed imperceptibly, and as he saw her full boobs right in front of his face, he opened his mouth and gently bit down on her breasts.

"Ahh Rong Qiu snorted coquettishly, her face was flushed, and the light in her eyes was even more bone-piercing, and she said softly: "Lord Wang......"

Her voice was very long, with coquettishness and temptation, and a pair of eyes wanted to look at it, like two small hooks with hooks, hooking Leng Yiwei's heart and the desire in his body.

Leng Yiwei held her in his arms, his snort increased slightly, his arms couldn't help but increase his strength, and his soft lips fell on her cheeks and neck.

Rong Qiu trembled gently in his arms, like a boat floating on the waves, Leng Yiwei's enthusiasm was like this, and her body was getting hotter and hotter.

Heart...... But it's getting colder and colder.

No matter how passionate his kiss was, no matter how fanatical his desire was, even if there was fire in his eyes, he would never kiss her on the lips.

Rong Qiu didn't know what this was for, he was willing to give her the scenery and honor outside, so that everyone thought she was his favorite person, except that she was not allowed the position of princess, everything that could be given was given, and everyone said that in this Qi Palace, the heroine was actually her.

But the more this is the case, the more flustered Rong Qiu's heart becomes.

Being in it, how could she not know that the contrast between her real life and the glory on the surface is too great, but she can't say the bitterness, she can only force her face to laugh, her pride is as fragile as a cicada's wings, she can't tolerate others to disobey her, in this Qi Palace, she has also become a heroine.

And at night, she realized that she was not even as good as a maidservant.

But...... Why exactly? The answer she couldn't ask for made her heart feel like a sharp claw, and the scratch was dripping with blood, making her feel painful.

After the warmth, Leng Yiwei tidied up his clothes, his face was calm again, and a pair of peach blossom eyes smiled slightly, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, "You go back." ”

"Lord Wang......" Rong Qiu stepped forward and hugged his shoulder, his snow-white shoulders glowing like jade in the light, "Can you ...... Let the concubine stay? ”

Her voice was soft and full of pleading, and her cheeks rested lightly on his shoulder, like a delicate flower, waiting for mercy.

Leng Yiwei stood up gently, silently broke away from Rong Qiu's embrace, and the robe on his body was as smooth and cool as water, so that the skin on Rong Qiu's body was slowly soaked.

"Go back early and rest and get your body up." Leng Yixiu's tone was full of love, but full of rejection.

Rong Qiu's body stiffened slightly, and she bit her lip, "Lord Wang, but what's wrong with the concubine?" ”

"Why do you ask?" Leng Yiwei turned around and stared at her with clear eyes, the starlight under his eyes flickered, revealing a trace of coldness.

Rong Qiu couldn't help but shudder, she slowly put on her clothes, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, the concubine is just asking." I don't have to be bored by the prince, and I don't know what is wrong. ”

"Don't think about it, let's go back quickly." Leng Yiwei said again.