Seeing the slippery and slender collarbone appear in front of him, he immediately became more ferocious.

It's just that before he could make any further movements, he suddenly received a slap on his shoulder, and he immediately collapsed.

"Qing'er!"

Han Lingyan's voice was full of eagerness and worry, and he saw that the two big eyes of the person on the bed had completely lost their usual look.

A small face was pale and covered with sweat.

But his lips were as red as flowers because they had been bitten.

Immediately sensing that something was wrong with her, Han Ling frowned and glanced at the entire room.

Immediately she picked up all her clothes on the ground, and held them in her arms along with the person on the bed.

I walked out of the Three Kings' Mansion in three or two, and jumped into my yard while there was no one in the small alley.

"Great Prince, you ......"

A woman in a long ink landscape dress was startled by the person who suddenly jumped in, and after seeing it clearly, before she could finish asking, the person disappeared.

"Shadow, go and wait." After giving the order, he followed himself into the back room.

The sky was gradually darkening, Han Lingyan put Duanmu Qing on the bed, and carefully called her pulse, and instead of relaxing, his brows wrinkled even tighter.

Han Yazhi walked in softly and lit the lights in the room one by one.

"Great Prince, what's the matter?"

Even though she could see that the situation at this time was unusual, she still had a soft and watery voice, as if she would disturb this gentle and gentle if she was not careful.

Han Ling shook his head with a stern expression, "Let Lingyin come." ”

"yes, okay."

Han Yazhi turned around, and the moonlight shining through the window fell on her face, where was the usual shyness.

The distinction revealed in the beautiful eyes is clearly a little cautious and a little decisive.

After a while, a woman dressed in dark red clothes followed Han Yazhi in.

It's just that her dress is different from ordinary people, unlike ordinary women's long skirts that reach the ground.

The tight-fitting top on the upper body highlights her delicate figure at a glance, and the skirt on the lower body is just up to the knees.

The snow-white calves were exposed to the air without hesitation, and on the feet were a pair of satin, also dark red, with two large bells on them.

Her long hair was tied into two whips on top of her head, and thin bells were wrapped around it, making a thin bell sound as she walked.

"The eldest prince, Lingyin is here." Han Yazhi's voice is still soft for thousands of years.

The woman named Lingyin didn't speak, and it wasn't until Han Lingyan looked at her that she stepped forward.

Only by the light could I see her face clearly.

I have never seen a man's eyes as big as hers, like two deep springs.

Different from Duanmu Qing's clarity, her eyes have a rippling luster, which makes people feel like they will be sucked in by her.

After Lingyin walked in, he didn't look at Han Lingxi, but just tilted his head to look at the woman in his arms.

The big eyes blinked slightly, and finally gently stretched out the index finger of her right hand and put it on her right wrist.

I just touched it, but suddenly I was bitten by a snake and bounced to the side, with a frightened look in my eyes.

"What the hell is going on?"

Han Yazhi stood aside, and could clearly feel the coldness emanating from Han Lingyan's body, but she didn't say anything.

The horror on Ling Yin's face did not dissipate, but when he saw his eyes, he naturally shuddered.

As if thinking about it for a moment, she walked over to the table next to her, took out a pen and paper, and wrote a few strange words on it.

Han Yazhi walked over and gave it to Han Lingxi.

Seeing the words on it, something flashed in Han Lingxi's eyes, but his face was not good, "What you said is true?" ”

Lingyin was afraid that he would not believe it, so he nodded quickly, causing the bell in his hair to ring.

After sitting quietly for a while, Han Lingfang waved his hand, "Take her down." ”

This time, Han Yazhi keenly found that Lingyin was not as nostalgic as he had been every time before, but left this room as if he was running away quickly.

"Great Prince, are you the only one who knows the words written by Lingyin?" Back in the house, Han Yazhi spoke softly.

Han Lingyan held Duanmu Qing's hand tightly, trying to pass on the internal force to her little by little.

"What do you have to say?"

He didn't look back, there was no warmth in his voice.

Biting her lip, Han Yazhi immediately said with a faint smile: "It's just curious." ”

"Hmm." replied simply, but still didn't turn his head, "If there is nothing to do, you will Jiangnan Xiaozhu!" ”

Knowing that he wouldn't say anything to himself at this time, Han Yazhi was not annoyed, just responded softly and exited the door.

Han Lingyan looked at the person on the bed, and like her, his face began to show fine beads of sweat.

There is a mysterious power in Duanmu Qing's body, and his tenacious resistance to the entry of external forces makes him extremely difficult.

At this time, the Three Princes' Mansion was already in Yixing, and the people who wanted to pour Zhao Yufeng wine were almost drunk, so they began to instigate the haunting of the cave room.

Zhao Yufeng inexplicably found himself waking up in a guest room, trying to remember but not remembering anything, just thinking that he had drunk too much.

At this time, I was poured a few bowls of wine, and my mind became a little confused.

And many people who have a good relationship on weekdays staggered to the new house.

Everyone was drunk and drunk, and they had already thrown those rules out of the clouds, and they were crowded into the yard together.

Before I went in, I saw two very well-dressed maids coming over with anxious faces, blocking everyone's way.

"Huh? What does this do? A man in a dark purple brocade shirt squinted drunkenly, pointed and asked, "Do you want us to taste it before you look at the bride?" ”

This was extremely excessive, but everyone was already drunk and had long forgotten that this was the wedding of the third prince.

Although Zhao Yufeng drank a lot, he was not completely drunk, and he never put himself at the mercy of others.

Hearing this, his eyes narrowed, but he didn't say anything to stop it.

"The princess said, it's getting late now, so let's invite you to go home!" The two maids couldn't help but panic when they saw that they had lost their consciousness at all.

"Isn't your princess the wife of the third prince? We have such a good relationship, can't we go in and call the princess? ”

It was Ning Changqing, the third prince of the Zhenguo Mansion, who spoke, although he drank the taste of his tongue a little bit, but his words were reasonable.

Zhao Yufeng pretended to look at him casually, but when he saw him stumbling, he simply leaned on the side of the door and squinted at the two maids.

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble, these adults are good friends of this king, and they don't mean anything else, they just want to meet the princess."

Zhao Yufeng has always been reluctant to offend people easily, and there is no need to oppose at this time.

The two maids' faces became more and more ugly, "Third prince, this ......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "bang" in the house, and the door of the new house was suddenly opened, and a person rushed out of the door like a shadow and leaped away.

At this moment, everyone's wine woke up, and they looked at each other, looking at each other.

But no matter what, it was no longer good to stay at this time, so they left one after another.

A hint of a smile disappeared from Ning Changqing's lips, and he took the shoulders of the eldest prince of the household department and walked out.

For a while, everyone dispersed, leaving only Zhao Yufeng and the two maids who stood and didn't dare to make a sound.

Tie Qing stood with a face for a long time before Zhao Yufeng raised his legs and walked towards the new house.

Han Yuyan was still wearing that dress, and her face was still full of country and city under the light, but her expression was more or less panicked.

Walking to the door, Zhao Yufeng's footsteps paused, and he thought quickly in his heart.

The woman in front of her is Queen Dongli's favorite daughter, what should I do to her at this time?

Han Yuyan's heart was up and down, and she was very angry, she was put on the table for no reason, but she had nowhere to complain.

At this time, her husband, who looked at her, stood at the door, as if he was very suspicious of her chastity, which made her even more upset.

The two of them were in a stalemate, both thinking about how to deal with what had just happened.

"Lord Wang." After all, it was Han Yuyan who spoke first, but immediately saw Zhao Yufeng's eyes like lightning.

Regardless of whether she is the princess of Dongli or not, now she is just her own wife, if she is not chaste, even if it reaches the ears of Emperor Dongli, she will only hide the matter and feel ashamed of him.

Considering this, Zhao Yufeng knew how to control his attitude.

Although the "concubine ......" has always been on top, but what happened today, she can't explain it clearly no matter what, and her arrogance is a little weaker.

"The concubine did not have any inappropriate relationship with anyone else."

Halfway through speaking, Han Yuyan suddenly firmed her tone, no matter what he saw, at least her chastity was still there, and everything else was floating clouds.

Sure enough, Zhao Yufeng's face changed again, and he slowed down a lot, "I think it's people coming and going, and there are people who want to get some benefits." ”

Han Yuyan can't be easily offended, if she remembers that she owes herself a favor, it is enough.

When she said this, it was evident that she was showing her chastity, and that holding on to that matter would not do him any good.

Relieved, Han Yuyan stepped forward gently, "The prince has drunk too much wine, how about drinking some sobering soup first?" ”

As he spoke, he told the little maid to bring the soup and serve him to drink it with his own hands.

The candle night in the cave room is naturally a boundless spring breeze overnight.

Only the next morning, the air pressure in this new house was frighteningly low.

Han Yuyan stood at the end of the bed in her middle coat, her face was dull, she couldn't say a word, she just looked at the bed blankly.

Zhao Yufeng was obviously very angry, and looked at her coldly, as if waiting for an explanation.

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