I don't know how long it took, Lin Yaoyue woke up from the darkness, only to find that she was lying on the bed in the big tent at the moment.

This simple marching tent with a hint of faint fragrance made her feel good immediately.

But just when she just let down her vigilance, she found that under the candlelight not far away, Murong Jin, who had taken off the general's armor, had changed into a plain white brocade suit.

His black hair was crowned with fine flawless jade. Deep blue, as cold as the sea in the middle of the night, there is a hint of concentration and carefulness in the pupils of his eyes. The nose is like a hangover, the lips are like Dan, and the skin is like clotted fat.

And when Lin Yaoyue looked at him a little stupidly, he also happened to smile back and looked at Lin Yaoyue who was sitting on the bed at the moment.

"Why, finally know that you're awake?"

Listening to Murong Jin's teasing tone, Lin Yaoyue couldn't help frowning, "What does this mean, Lord Wang, it's like Yaoyue is a little lazy pig who can't get out of bed after three poles in the sun." ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin put down his hand with the bamboo slip. He turned to his side, staring intently at the woman who was sitting on his bed at the moment, half-dressed.

Immediately, a light smile appeared on his thin lips, and he pointed to the clothes on Lin Yaoyue's body. Suddenly, I saw the horror in Lin Yaoyue's eyes flashing. On the drooping face, the tip of the delicate nose cast a shallow shadow under the dim candle shadow, and a pair of tranquil ink-colored pupils had both the shyness of a girl and a deep uneasiness at the moment.

"Did I do something?"

Lin Yaoyue pointed at herself suspiciously, and then pointed at Murong Jin. As if a large memory was missing in her mind, she stayed in the early morning when she was freshly washed by the attack incense, but she didn't remember what Murong Jin had experienced when she took her out.

But looking at her puzzled expression at the moment, Murong Jin just nodded calmly and innocently, "Isn't it?"

His casual answer, accompanied by the smile on his lips, Lin Yaoyue had a feeling of uneasiness that was constantly spreading.

But before she could find a good excuse, Murong Jin took a step ahead of her and told her the 'truth' of the matter.

"You are drunk and forcibly despise this king. Now we are married to each other. ”

Hearing this, Lin Yaoyue let down a trace of panic in her heart. Of course she knows how she feels about Murong Jin, but such a 'brave' thing, you say she did it, and she did it successfully?

Lin Yaoyue's heart really didn't believe it, "Could it be that Yun'er is on me again?"

Seeing that Lin Yaoyue mentioned the female ghost again for unknown reasons, a cold light flashed in Murong Jin's deep eyes.

He already had a way to make that female ghost never be able to get on Lin Yaoyue's body, especially after Xiaohu was skinned and killed alive by someone hired by Emperor Murong Ping, he couldn't let Lin Yaoyue have anything to do with her.

He didn't want her to slip up!

The worry in Murong Jin's eyes flashed, and Lin Yaoyue picked up Murong Jin's clothes hanging on the side a little shyly at this time, and walked towards him quietly.

Seeing Murong Jin's picturesque eyebrows frowning, Lin Yaoyue couldn't open her mouth a little, and her palms were soaked with a layer of sticky fine sweat.

"Then, what does the prince want Yue'er to do?"

Lin Yaoyue's heart was about to jump out of her throat, she didn't dare to look at Murong Jin, let alone raise her head.

"What do you want you to do?" Murong Jin's magnetic low voice was playful.

Immediately, he turned sideways. Wearing a plain white brocade underwear, he has a different kind of temptation at the moment.

It was as if he had been pulled back from the horizon to the human world. The faint fragrance of ambergris and rosemary on his body, accompanied by his slow approach at the moment, knocked on Lin Yaoyue's heart.

She didn't even doubt that if she reached out now, she could feel his tight muscles and the smooth skin with a hint of coldness.

It's just that his heart still belongs to her now?

Lin Yaoyue secretly stomped her feet. If only I hadn't forced him to bow down.

Thinking of this, Lin Yaoyue's eyebrows suddenly lit up, "Could it be that the prince is mistaken, I think I may not have the guts." ”

Lin Yaoyue swallowed lightly, feeling that every word she spit out just now carried a hot breath.

Immediately, she was suddenly pressed by Murong Jin on the bookshelf in the tent, and she could hear his cold voice low in her ear, "Fang Cai still has some sincere attitude. In an instant, don't you want to be responsible?"

Suddenly, Murong Jin's low voice was like a kitten's paw tickling, which made Lin Yaoyue can't help but raise her eyes to look at him, but she was instantly sucked by his deep blue phoenix eyes, which were as deep as the sea.

"No, it's not. How dare the courtiers. Lin Yaoyue lowered her head weakly, but Murong Jin laughed lightly at the moment, with indescribable charm and charm, he picked up her chin with one hand. Smooth, slender fingers caressed her jaw for a long time, as if it would never be enough.

"Lord, you, if you look at it like this, it will make the courtiers unable to raise their heads. Lin Yaoyue found her voice back in a panic, she never thought that when she woke up, there would be such a big blockbuster.

Hearing this, Murong Jin didn't intend to let her go. Seeing that his handsome face seemed to be smiling, with a hint of loveliness, he pulled her and pushed her down on the bed.

Suddenly, Lin Yaoyue's heart was beating irregularly. But the next moment, under the shadows, Murong Jin's flawless face frowned slightly. Compared to the fact that he was forcefully pressing her under him at the moment, his hoarse voice said with discretion, "I know that you are the spy of the imperial brother, but this king still wants to keep you." ”

Suddenly, Lin Yaoyue's heart beat suffocated, and she raised her eyes deeply to look at Murong Jin's deep dark blue pupils, but there was no trace of lying.

I saw a slightly drunk handsome face with a painful and helpless smile.

Did he drink?

Lin Yaoyue raised her eyes, but Murong Jin just grabbed her wrist tightly at this time and pressed her down on the bed. A pair of intoxicated phoenix eyes, as if they wanted to see through her. He pressed her posture so that her whole body was clearly presented in front of him.

Immediately, Murong Jin's eyes deepened.

And Lin Yaoyue's chest rose and fell extremely quickly. His whisper whispered in her ear, with a hint of sweet hoarseness, "You were too fast before, and this king didn't remember it clearly." Shall we do it all over again?"

Hearing this, he didn't wait for Lin Yaoyue to reply.

Murong Jin stroked down all the way with a trace of cold fingers, igniting the flames all the way. Immediately, he gently stopped at Lin Yaoyue's waist and hooked the ribbon. His clothes were stripped off layer by layer by him with his graceful movements. When it came to the last bandeau, he paused slightly.