025. Impulsive

Sima Chun didn't answer and asked: "Jiu'er, this just came out of the Mingde Palace?" ”

"Hmm."

"Did the nine sons ever mention our marriage to their father? What did the Father say? ”

Seeing that Sima Chun's eyes were full of tenderness, he couldn't hide a trace of anxiety and irritability, and said lightly: "Brother Emperor, didn't I say it after a while?" Why are you pushing me so hard? ”

Seeing that Qingyun turned sideways with a sad look, Sima Chun was anxious, put his hands on her shoulders, turned her body to face herself, and hurriedly explained: "Jiu'er, don't be angry, I'm not forcing you." I'm just a little worried, Jiu'er is so good, so many people are scrambling to marry Jiu'er, even Chu Yunyi wants to marry you, in case ......"

"Could it be that in the heart of the eldest brother, I am a person who does not have a firm position and is in the twilight?" Forcibly retreated, and Qingyun looked injured.

"No, Jiu'er, in my heart, you are gentle and beautiful, pure and benevolent, no one can replace you!"

"Really?"

In the bright moonlight, her beautiful and refined face is as pure as a hibiscus out of the water, her dark eyes are covered with water, her perfect cherry lips are slightly opened and closed, and her body under the big red cloak is graceful.

Suddenly hugged Qingyun into his arms, his arms firmly wrapped around her nephrite warm waist, and in his snort was her faint fragrance, Sima Chun's heart was ape, and he was short of breath: "Jiu'er, believe me, my love for you, every word I say to you is true!" As he spoke, he leaned over and kissed the cherry lips.

Although Jiu'er and him have made a relationship, Jiu'er has always adhered to etiquette, and the two have no intimate behavior except for holding hands and hugging.

And after turning the clouds and rain with Mei'er last night, he realized that there was still such an extremely happy thing between men and women.

If it's Jiu'er, then the taste......

Just thinking about it, Sima Chun was unbearably hot, and a stream of heat gathered somewhere in his body.

The scorching breath pressed against him, and after a brief panic, Qingyun quickly turned his head to the right, and the hands hanging by his side were clenched into fists before he tried his best to resist the urge to put him to death, pretending to be frightened: "Brother Emperor, didn't you promise me to wait until the wedding?" If you do this now, how can I face the world? ”

Zi Ke and Lan Jue, who were originally waiting not far away, quickly rushed forward when they saw this, and tried their best to break free Qingyun from Sima Chun's arms.

Zi Ke helped Qingyun take a few steps back, softly reassuring, while Lan Jue glared angrily at Sima Chun, who had regained his senses, eager to break him into pieces.

Ignoring Lan Jue in front of him, Sima Chun looked at the trembling light cloud in Zike's arms, his pale and helpless face was like a pear blossom, he was as weak and sad as being bullied by the wind and rain, and couldn't help but blame himself: "Jiu'er, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I just, just ......"

"Don't say it, I don't want to hear anything." With Zi Ke's careful support, Qingyun turned around and left.

Lan Jue immediately picked up the palace lamp on the ground and followed.

Looking at the back without looking back, Sima Chun was very annoyed, and was about to chase after him to explain, not wanting a light and cold voice to suddenly come from the wind, "Today, Yuemei came to beg me to ask my father to marry her brother and Miss Tian, I heard her say that Miss Tian was too arrogant, so I didn't agree, presumably she is sad at this time, and the eldest brother will comfort me, so as not to misunderstand me." ”

Sima Chun's heart moved, and he couldn't help but think of Mei'er's graceful body, beautiful moaning, and the emotions that had just cooled surging again, and he didn't care about anything else, so he flew towards the prime minister's mansion.

Turning around, looking at the place where Sima Chun was standing just now, Qingyun's expression was solemn and cold, and there was no bottom in his deep ink-like eyes.

"Why didn't you kill him just now?"