Chapter 479: Recovered
Ying Zhan wrapped her arms around the woman's slender waist and sat down on her body.
And looked down at the woman in his arms, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked arc.
Seems to be happy with this prank.
From the moment he entered this palace of cherishing faces, she was decent, and her face was indifferent.
But now, the woman's face was shocked.
His hands were clinging to his body, and the whole person was close to him, and the little bird was nestled in his arms like a human.
Due to the large movement of the right people, the woman's hairpin fell off, and her hair was scattered over her shoulders, and some floated on the water.
The creamy skin was stained with a little drop of water.
A pair of beautiful eyes are as clear as dewdrops, with a beautiful nose and a slightly dizzy pink-cheeks.
On the delicate red lips, there are also a few crystalline droplets, which make people want to kiss and smudge those droplets.
Such a scene is like a charming beauty picture.
Ying Zhan stared at this picture for a moment.
Obviously, he was bewildered by such a picture scroll of the city.
The deep handsome eyes darkened slightly, and he lowered his head and kissed the woman's lips heavily.
Suddenly, his body softened, and even the hands that were holding the man's shoulders lost any strength.
In the inner room, the water mist is filled, and the temperature of the water in the bathtub gradually decreases, but the atmosphere and temperature gradually rise.
Fit, they obviously don't have much communication, and they don't talk much.
But when they hugged each other at this moment, that familiar feeling was found little by little in each other's exploration.
After a while, he leaned on the edge of the tub, half-squinting his beautiful eyes.
Compared with her who was full of energy at the beginning, she has long been unable to keep up her spirits and strength.
Ying Zhan scrubbed each other casually, stretched out his long arms, and took a bath handkerchief from Mu Shi on the side.
He wrapped the woman in a bath cloth and picked her up.
Ying Zhan took the woman out of the bath with him like this.
Lift your feet to the edge of the bed and place her on the brocade quilt.
Lying on the bed, he looked up at the emperor with half-squinted eyes.
The man has a long body, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and is handsome, so that people can't take their eyes off it.
However, when he faced the man's mysterious ink eyes, he finally turned his face sideways and moved his face away.
Somehow, his eyes seemed languid and mysterious, but they were actually sharp.
It was as if he wanted to peek into her heart through those eyes.
Just when he was in a daze and wanted to sleep, there was a sudden coolness on his body.
When I looked back, the bath cloth wrapped around my body was lifted by the man.
Shocked and ashamed, he immediately pulled the brocade quilt on the side, and the whole person nested in the quilt.
Ying Zhan raised her feet and got on the bed, lying on her side behind the woman.
The broad body was close to the woman's back, and the cool thin lips whispered in the ear: "Do you want to know how long I can spoil you after I spoil you once?" ”
Tilt Yan buried her head in the quilt, did not face, did not speak, and pretended to be asleep.
However, after the man smirked, he began to wake up the woman who was pretending to be asleep.
This night, the handsome man and the beautiful woman forgot to blow out the light in the inner room.
In the half-bright and half-ambiguous dim light, they got carried away with each other.
It wasn't until there was a hint of fish belly white on the horizon that they hugged each other and fell asleep.
Li Zhong, who was waiting outside, saw that the sky was almost dawn, and then it was quiet inside, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
In the past two years, women have also been arranged for the emperor in the barracks.
After all, the emperor is a normal man, and the emperor has all the needs of normal men, and it is impossible not to touch women for several years.
But the emperor did it hastily every time to relieve stress and physical needs.
Most of those women were specially cultivated in the palace and used as servants when the royal family was out and about.
They only take a fixed monthly salary, they don't have to invest in emotions when they go to bed, and they don't have to give a place after they go to bed, they just give a bowl of avoidance soup.
Of course, if you serve well and fall into the eyes of the emperor, it is also possible to become a concubine.
But along the way, none of those women have been in the eyes of the emperor.
He almost thought that the emperor had reached the age of his establishment, and he had been overworked in the war in the past few years, and he had been seriously injured many times on the battlefield, so he couldn't do it.
Now that he has returned to the palace, he is also ready to let the imperial kitchen and the Tilting Medical Pavilion give the emperor a good condition of his body and make up for his body.
Now it seems that the emperor is doing it.
Tut-tut, it's been two years, and Miss Ling'er has also appeared, but the emperor still loves the concubine like this.
It seems that this future blessing is still great!
In the inner room, not long after Tan Yan lay down, he heard a rustling movement from the pillow.
However, she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, and she didn't take it seriously at first.
As a result, the movement around the pillow is getting louder and louder.
When the whole bed shook slightly, Qian Yan finally opened his eyes tiredly.
By this time the sky was already dark, and the early morning light shone through the window.
By the morning light, he turned his head to look, only to see the man next to the pillow frowning.
Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead and cheeks.
Seeing this, he couldn't help frowning.
No, it's almost October.
It's already cold in the capital, so you won't sweat, right?
Qian Yan first put his hand on the man's forehead to determine if he had a fever.
But the man's body temperature was normal, and he felt that he was having a nightmare.
Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, the man grabbed her hand and didn't let go.
Ying Zhan at this moment has a nightmare again.
He dreamed that he was inside the cold and spacious hall of the Southern Plains.
Countless people gave him disdainful glances and laughed at him.
And they provoked him with words, humiliated him, and slandered him.
Those ugly faces laughed in front of him a moment ago.
The next moment, those people were all drenched in blood and unrecognizable.
And his hands are stained with their blood.
His heart was full of bloodthirsty anger.
His body suddenly and constantly fell and fell......
Seeing that the emperor seemed to be very uncomfortable, he couldn't help but call him softly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty ......"
However, the man seemed to want to wake up, but he still didn't wake up by her.
She had no choice but to continue to try to call him Lang Jun, Brother Zhan, and Ying Zhan, and she shouted everything she should have called, but it didn't work.
At the end, Qian Yan gently called him "Zhan ......".
As soon as the voice fell, the man's frowning brows suddenly relaxed.
The moment Ying Zhan opened his eyes, there was a bloodthirsty yin owl under his eyes.
When he saw that the woman in front of him was leaning, he breathed a deep sigh of relief.
Then there was a rollover, holding the woman under his arms.
He looked at the man on his body.
She could see a flame flickering in his eyes.
It was as if she would be burned and devoured at any moment.
When Emperor Beilin had a full meal early in the morning, and after squinting for a while, Li Zhong's voice reminded outside, "Your Majesty, it's time for the early dynasty." ”
Under normal circumstances, even if the emperor sleeps late, it will wake up at dawn.
But today, the emperor hasn't gotten up yet, so he must be really tired.
Of course, he was referring to the fact that the emperor had been fighting for the past two years and was physically and mentally exhausted.