After carefully questioning Yanling, An Xin clarified some facts:

This is a dynasty forgotten by history, according to the law of the dynasty, Chu Lingye was only eligible to inherit his father's throne and be promoted to king after the death of the old prince Chu Zhendong, but because of his repeated military exploits, the emperor gave him the title of "King of Martial Arts" a year ago.

An Xin was originally an abandoned girl abandoned by her parents, she grew up in Yishe (an ancient charity) since she was a child, and she met the old prince a few years ago.

Just a few days ago, the old prince didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he forced Chu Lingye to marry An Xin as his wife.

No, Chu Lingye actually responded.

Yesterday was the day of great joy, An Xin was seriously ill, and the life of this life ended in the marriage room, and after An Xin in the later life suffered a fire, her soul traveled through time and space to this life and fell on herself in this life.

The sister Si Ying that Chu Jiaowan said was a famous courtesan in the imperial city, born like a sinking fish and a goose, and Chu Ling often went to the "Geyue Building" where she was at night to listen to singing.

"If you don't want to know, I'll tell you that you're just a pretense, and Brother Wang married you purely to protect Sister Siying."

Chu Jiaowan's words suddenly echoed in her ears, and An Xin suddenly felt that there might be a lot of secrets hidden behind Chu Lingye's marriage to her.

……

For a day, An Xin has been with Yanling, and everything needs to be recognized, so time flies quickly.

Before I knew it, it was the dead of night, and although An Xin was very tired, she couldn't sleep for a long time while lying in a strange place.

"Squeak!"

The door was suddenly pushed open.

The candle flame swayed with the wind blowing in from outside the door, and the slender figure entered the room with the charm of the night, glanced at the bed lightly, and saw An Xin, who was lying on the bed looking at him faintly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked with indifference:

"The princess hasn't slept so late, isn't she waiting for this king?"

An Xin was stunned, even though his face was indifferent, she still smiled at him.

The thin candlelight shined through the curtain, and her smile was a little enchanting and charming......

Is this what it means to seduce him?

This vixen really has a foxy appearance in his bones.

Chu Lingye's thick black sword eyebrows slightly locked the good-looking "Chuan" character pattern: "This king came to live just to hide people's eyes, you better give this king what he understands, don't take advantage of this king's sleep to move your hands and feet!" ”

Is this using her as a wolf defense?

Did he do that to her last night?

An Xin's eyes showed a little resentment, and at this time, it suddenly darkened in front of her, and it was Chu Lingye who blew out the candle.

With a slight grinding sound, he was lying flat on the couch, his eyebrows and eyes closed, his arms crossed in front of his chest, and he invisibly formed a kind of alienation from her.

An Xin looked at him in the night for a while, and her heart couldn't be calmer anymore.

On the hard bed, she leaned in and he leaned out, with a distance of nearly half a meter in the middle, and the unique smell of rain and dew on his body and a faint masculine breath drifted into An Xin's nose, making her heart like a deer.

But she didn't dare to approach him, even with his eyes closed, the man exuded a cold that rejected people from thousands of miles away.

After a long while, Chu Lingye's tense body finally relaxed, his breathing became slender and dense, and he fell asleep.

An Xin only mustered up the courage to move to his side at this moment, carefully raised her right hand, and her soft fingertips caressed his thick black eyelashes, high nose bridge, and thin lips......

In the faint light, this face was as handsome as a prince in an ink painting, and his quiet appearance was much easier to get close to than when he was awake.

"Brother Ling Ye, don't you remember your Ruru? We said that we would get married and have children, and we would never leave each other, but now that Ruru is your wife, why are you unhappy? ”

"Brother Ling Ye, you said that you would protect Ruru and be good to Ruru for the rest of your life, but why are you so indifferent to me?"

An Xin muttered to herself, and unexpectedly, a sudden itch came from her lungs.

"Ahem! Cough! ”

Under the trembling of her body, An Xin's slender fingers poked heavily on Chu Lingye's thin lips.

Chu Lingye woke up suddenly, saw the scene in front of him clearly, and his eyes were full of anger:

"What are you doing to this king?"

This woman, her soft body is snuggling in his arms, her slender left leg is unbridled on his waist, and what is even more presumptuous is that her left hand is caressing his face!