Yun Wei'er lay on the soft rosewood beauty couch, waiting for the emperor for a long time and not coming, but gradually his eyes were drunk, and he almost wanted to sleep.

Just as Yun Wei'er was napping and sleepy, someone outside the Xiang Pavilion suddenly pushed the door in.

Yun Wei'er woke up, peeked at the yin yellow dragon robe, and knew that Helian Ying had arrived, and suddenly felt that his heart was beating like a drum, and his palms were slightly cold.

"Your Majesty!" Yun Wei'er hurriedly got up and knelt on the couch and greeted him respectfully.

Helian Yingche walked to the couch and said with a smile: "Who are you?" ”

"It's inconvenient for the slave to get up to greet each other, and I ask the emperor for forgiveness!" Yun Wei'er hid her face and replied.

"You don't have to be shy, just get used to it." Helian Yingche sat beside Yun Hui'er, staring with deep eyes and speaking softly.

Yun Wei'er was ignorant and at a loss.

Helian Yingche saw that the beautiful eyes in front of him were full of autumn water, trimming eyebrows, Qiong's nose was exquisite, her lips were long, her ice muscles were clear, and her pearls were round and jade.

Helian Yingche could see it, and his eyes stared at her for a moment, his eyes burning.

Yun Wei'er's eyelashes flickered, and she was completely at a loss, only hearing the flustered heartbeat on her heart, and looked at each other in shame. She turned her gaze away, memories flashing back in her mind.

"Please, please save my mother-in-law!" The little girl fell to her knees with a thud, and the bone-chilling chill pierced her delicate skin and invaded the bone marrow.

"Do you have any money?" The doctor looked the girl up and down and asked disdainfully.

"I ......" the girl buried her head and remained silent.

"There's no money, what's the trouble here, let's go!" The doctor turned back impatiently, and was about to close the door when the little girl blocked it with her body. She didn't care about the cold pain on her body, crawled to the doctor, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and cried and begged again and again.

Seeing that she refused to give up, the doctor kicked the girl out of the door with a kick and closed the door with a "bang".

The girl stroked the pain in her chest, and tears poured down her pale, cold face like two rows of icicles, condensing on her face.

The girl got up and staggered towards the ruined temple on the outskirts. There is her mother-in-law who loves her the most, and she is also her only relative in this world. And now my mother-in-law is sick and dying. She wanted to rush back to see her one last time.

The girl had just turned the corner when she was stopped by two drunks. The drunkard approached her step by step, and she tried to escape, but her frozen feet did not listen to her at all. Two drunkards pounced on her and pushed her into the snow, and the girl struggled in the icy snow, screaming and begging. But the drunk man in front of him didn't mean to let her go. Just as the girl was desperate, a sharp light pierced the night sky, and two drunks fell to the ground. Blood bubbled red from their backs, staining the white silver on the ground.

When the wind and snow cut through her skin, the pain was as piercing as a knife, and she curled up her body together and shivered.

A long figure walked towards her, and when she looked up, she saw a young man in a brocade robe and a white fur collar walking up to her, unbuttoning the fox fur cloak on his body, and leaning over to drape it over the girl. The girl's eyes were filled with astonishment and fear, and she sat up, wrapped her body tightly in a wide cloak, and looked at the man in front of her with some blankness.

The man stretched out his slender hand and handed it to her, and she timidly covered her cold, swollen little hand over his palm. I don't know if it was the soft cloak on her body that resisted the cold of the wind and snow, or the temperature of the man's palm, which alleviated the panic, at this moment, her body gradually melted into the warmth, through the skin, into the bottom of her heart.

Helian Ying stared affectionately at Yun Fu'er, whose delicate face was flushed and her eyebrows were gathered in shame, and carefully wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead and the tears in her eyes. He dropped a gentle kiss on her forehead, and then looked at her misty eyes at this time, and said in a low and slightly hoarse voice: "From now on, you are my woman, and everything you have belongs to me alone!" I want you to have only me in your eyes! Did you hear me clearly? ”

It was not so much a gentle admonition as his words that he was going to savagely occupy her heart and declare his sovereignty over her domineeringly.

Yun Wei'er hadn't come to her senses yet, and she was stopped by him when she asked so suddenly. After thinking for a while, he deliberately embarrassed him and said: "The emperor wants to miss the emperor all the time, but what if you are tired and sleepy and fall asleep?" ”

He smiled slyly: "Then I will punish you for thinking about me in your dreams!" ”

Helian Yingche said and stretched out his finger and scratched Yun Wei'er's delicate nose.

Helian Yingche himself lay on Yun Yu'er's side, and with a tucked his ape arm into his arms, he brought the tip of his nose close to her creamy powder.

Helian Yingche's heartbeat made Yun Hui'er's heart flutter, and her long eyelashes flickered up and down like butterflies with wings. The sense of letariness swept in, but the mind wandered far away, galloping wantonly.