Wu Qixian hesitated, he looked at the door, as long as he walked out of the door, he could go to the aisle, and from the window at the other end of the aisle, he could see the situation at the door. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't go out."

Wu Qixian turned his head and saw Yue Lin looking at him fixedly, and repeated again: "Don't go out." ”

After the door slammed, no sound could be heard. There was no sound of footsteps coming from the house where they were staying, and the only possibility was that someone had told them not to make a noise - and someone to guide the way.

"The room where the merchant lives is in the backyard." Wu Qixian walked to the door.

"So what," Yue Lin looked at Yue Qi, and then at Wu Qixian and said, "Who dares to stop it?" ”

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Lian Zeyu looked at the glimmer of light from the window, and his guards had been quickly and quietly deployed.

The person who led the way had already retreated, he couldn't remember his face, and he didn't pay attention to his identity, anyway, it was nothing more than someone from this opera garden, or someone from the Xinyin Society.

It was late at night, and the streets were silent when he came, and the road was covered with a thin layer of snow, and now the snow had not stopped, and the snowflakes were falling sporadically in his hair.

He didn't see anything from the window, was she already resting?

Lian Zeyu raised his hand and knocked on the door gently.

His face was slightly red, and he was slightly drunk—just a little drunk.

He knew exactly what he wanted to do, what he wanted to confirm, what he wanted to get.

But the moment the door opened, Shang Xue's face came into view, but Lian Zeyu felt confused.

There was a hot flame in his heart, and he didn't know whether he wanted the person in his eyes to extinguish it or if he wanted it to burn more happily.

In his eyes, Shang Xuesleeve was stunned and joyful, happy and a little helpless, just like when they first met, just when she was about to pay a big salute, there seemed to be some kind of strength that drove Lian Zeyu to open his arms and hold her who was already short.

Lian Zeyu said softly: "Between you and me, there is no need to be like this. ”

The door closed softly behind him with a soft thud.

It seemed that because of this soft sound, Shang Xuesleeve came back to her senses: she should have visited His Royal Highness, even if she was exempted from such a big gift, but now she is half-pulled and half-sucked like this.

She wanted to take a step back, but he didn't want to let go.

Shang Xue's face became more and more red, she didn't dare to look up, but she couldn't help but look up.

She tried her best to make a calm appearance, but she could touch Lian Zeyu's gaze, but she was still defeated.

The prince's hair was dotted with stars, presumably snowflakes falling on it, and it melted when he entered the house, which made his hair a little damp and dark......

The snowflakes seemed to have fallen into his eyes, and they were instantly melted by the heat in his eyes, as warm as two deep springs......

Did the snowflakes also fall on his lips? The lips were pink, as if there was melted snow on them, and the two lip flaps opened and closed, as if to say something.

Lian Zeyu looked at Shang Xue's obsessive appearance, she was at a loss, it seemed that she didn't listen to what she said just now, but stared at her face and couldn't help licking her lips.

The love in Lian Zeyu's heart instantly caught fire, spreading to all four limbs, and it seemed to turn into a puddle of water, flowing all over his body.

He originally asked, "Are you afraid?" ”

He also wanted to ask, "If you are afraid, why do you do such dangerous things?" ”

He wanted to ask: "Even the courtiers may not be able to achieve such a point, why are you?" ”

But these words, as far as the moment are concerned, he feels that they are not so important.

Lian Zeyu took two steps forward, Shang Xuesleeve seemed to be a little scared and apprehensive, and he was about to retreat again.

It's just that Lian Zeyu didn't let it, the hands holding Shang Xue's sleeve body tightened a little, and there was warmth, he bowed his head slightly, and said in Shang Xue's sleeve's ear: "Do you like me so much?" ”

His hand could feel as if Shang Xue's sleeve's body was a little stiff, he smelled the light fragrance coming from Shang Xue's sleeve's hair, his eyes looked back, and the chair next to the bed was still on the same as last night's costume, and the two sleeves swayed down from the intricately patterned cuffs.

He thought of the night on the stage of the Western Capital, it was this pair of water sleeves dancing infinite spring, in the "spring boudoir" created by her, sometimes spreading her sleeves, sometimes bending her waist, like a soft man's flower branches, spread in the wind, not winning the spring rain, inviting people to pick......

He couldn't help but move forward again, holding Shang Xue's sleeve close to him, and only then did he let go of her shoulder with one hand, but he immediately held her soft hand, pulled her hand to his chest, and said with a smile: "Just don't say it." But I like you. ”

Since Lian Zeyu's enlightenment, everything has been moving forward in an orderly manner.

He once felt in his heart that there was no regret in spending his twenty-six years like this, and even always felt that he would be an emperor in the future, and he should be complete in this way.

However, something had quietly filled in the missing piece before he knew it...... He thought he lacked nothing, but when he realized it, he already had it.

Such a possession makes Lian Zeyu feel lucky.

When he said such a thing, he didn't have to ask Shang Xuesleeve in front of him to admit anything, or promise anything, nor did he say love words in order to get something for himself - in fact, this was the first time he said such words.

He looked at Shang Xuesleeve, from the moment he entered her door, she seemed to have been in a dreamy state.

When his words fell, he could feel the hand he was holding to his chest clenched tightly at first, but then slowly unfolded to smooth his chest.

He could feel the body he was holding with his other hand seem to relax for a moment, he could see her wide eyes, fogging, and the willow eyebrows, which were originally straight and long, seemed to be firm and confident, and suddenly became soft. Tears poured out of the two dark and clear eyes like pearls, and slid down the strings of white and red faces, like rain poured on the tender petals of flowers.

He couldn't hold back any longer, and kissed it finely, Shang Xue's sleeves under his lips looked like he didn't know what to do, and even his tears stopped, and with the blazing breath on her face, from the face, the root of her ears to the jade neck, her lips opened slightly, as if she had forgotten to breathe.

On this foggy winter night, there was not even a brazier in the house, only a faintly lit candlestick, but even Zeyu still felt that the room was filled with warmth, and even every teardrop of Shang Xue's sleeves was steamed...... Her body was tightly held in his arms, close to his body, the candlelight flickered, and his heart swayed. (To be continued.) )