His eyes were full of tenderness, like spring breeze, sunshine and rain and dew, watering the seed in Yirong's heart, which quietly germinated and grew.

"Thank you, Mr. Thanks."

Yirong naturally smiled at the corner of her mouth and looked back at him with a smile. He stared at her delicate lips and slowly leaned down.

The smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and Yirong's heartbeat suddenly became chaotic as he approached.

He always inadvertently leaned so close to her, and his movements were careful, as if he was tempting.

There is some heat on the face. His breath sprayed on the back of her neck, warm, itchy, spreading all over her body, even the tip of her heart was crispy.

Realizing that Lou Zhan's eyes were staring at her lips, Yirong hung her head very unnaturally, avoiding his gaze, but it was this small movement that exposed her almost ripe ears, small, tender, hidden behind black hair, wanting to be revealed, delicate and soft, and even trembling slightly under the light of his hot eyes.

He leaned down and pressed it against the back of her neck, kissing her deeply, the hot breath between his lips made her feel helpless, and his little hands gripped the hem of her clothes tightly. Lou Zhan's big palm snaked down her delicate arm, quietly wrapping her small fist.

Yirong trembled with nervousness.

What is he doing and why is he so close?

The heart, ups and downs, has nowhere to moor.

She has not experienced a relationship between men and women, in addition to feeling a little emotional, it is instinctive fear, fear, and fear of the unknown.

She was at a loss, frightened and helpless, but she longed, looked forward to, longed, and expected him to lead her to explore the unknown, but he was so strange.

For Lou Zhan, Yirong just regards him as her husband, just a husband. What he has in him is enough to satisfy the emperor, his father and his eldest brother. As for her, she is still ignorant, and she has not yet asked her heart what she wants. She can only be obedient and well-behaved to deal with all the unknown, if she really can't deal with it, she doesn't know what to do, maybe she will be painful, she will be confused, and she will even cut herself off.

She is only sixteen years old, and she still has a long way to go.

Everything is in an unknown state.

Seeing that she was so scared and uncomfortable, Lou Zhan raised her face and let her look at him closely, and he said, "Rong'er, hug me." ”

He stared at the top of her hair, and saw her raise her face, a cramped and uneasy look, panting slightly.

"Hug me, okay?" Lou Zhan stood up straight and asked again.

Yirong bit her lip. This is the husband's request, and she will do what the husband wants her to do, but why does the husband want her to hug him?

Although he was puzzled, he still stood up his petite body, raised his face, plucked up courage, stretched out his arms, and wrapped his waist around him.

The room was already warm, but his body was even warmer than that, it was hot, hot, so hot that her heart was extremely restless, beating so hard that it was a little difficult to breathe.

He was so tall that she could only look up, and the moment she raised her eyes, she met his eyes like flames.

Yirong buried her head in his chest.

His chest was not comfortable, it was hard, as if it was pressed against the wall.

Lou Zhan hugged her tightly.

The two hugged each other and enjoyed this quiet time.

The candles went out and burned quietly in the house in the middle of the night.

The next morning, Yirong woke up and found herself lying alone in bed, while her husband didn't know where he had gone.

She dressed herself, and faintly heard a "rustling" sound outside, so she pushed open the door, and a handful of snow suddenly pounced on her and hit her in the face.

"Ahh

"Rong'er." It was Lou Zhan, who stood in the courtyard, put away the halberd in his hand, walked over in three steps and two steps when he heard the sound, and wiped the snow from her face with his sleeve robe.

Yirong opened her eyes and saw that it was Lou Zhan, she didn't feel at ease, saw the halberd behind him, and said curiously: "Husband, are you practicing martial arts just now?" ”

"Yes, I'm sorry to frighten you."

"No, husband, it's my bad luck that I shouldn't have opened the door at this time and disturbed your martial arts practice."

The corners of Lou Zhan's mouth rose slightly, stroked the hair in her ear, pinched her cheek, and said, "Rong'er, I'm used to it, if you don't like it, I won't practice." ”

"No, husband, I think I can watch you practice martial arts every day, and you can watch me practice alone, okay?"

"Of course, as long as you like."

With that, Lou Zhan stood a little farther away from Yirong and waved his halberd.

His movements are very methodical and fluid.

A set of halberd methods was finished, and he restrained his body and looked at her.

Yirong looked at him and smiled, applauded, the applause was not loud, Lou Zhan was suddenly a little frustrated, and then his face was not revealed at all, and then, it was the same set of halberd methods just now.

This time he worked so hard that he was sweating, but he saw her absent-mindedness.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

On the other side, there were three extremely loud applause, followed by a certain male voice-

"Hahaha, good! I didn't expect to see General Lou practicing the halberd method here, and this prince is fortunate to have three lives! ”

Yirong also saw it and couldn't help but look at it curiously. I saw three men coming from nowhere, the one headed by them, dressed in an apricot yellow four-dragon pattern robe, with more than a dozen Dongzhu inlaid on the crown of his hair, the whole person exuded a noble atmosphere, coupled with an extraordinary appearance, standing there was extremely dazzling.

Yirong was naturally attracted to him, staring at others without blinking, and at the same time recalling what he had just said in her heart - it turned out that this man was the current prince.

Suddenly, there was a back in front of her, and it turned out to be Lou Zhan standing in her sight. I saw him bow his head respectfully towards the radiant man and say, "I've seen His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"General Lou is exempt." The prince was holding a folding fan in his hand, and he slapped the folding fan into the palm of the other palm - with a "snap", his eyes turned and looked at Yirong's side.

"Huh? The...... Isn't this Bai Yirong, the daughter of the Taishi Mansion? The prince's eyes lit up suddenly, but after a glance at Yirong, he withdrew his gaze, still staring at Lou Zhan in front of him.

"It's my lady."

Yirong saw that the prince mentioned herself, so she had to come closer, until her husband's side stopped, Fang and the prince bowed and saluted, and said, "Courtier Bai Yirong, I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"Well, okay, congratulations to General Lou for marrying a beautiful girl!"

The prince's tone was quite bold, and he seemed to be a good prince.

Yirong smiled and looked at her husband beside her.

Lou Zhanpi smiled and said, "The minister accepted the congratulations of His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"General Lou get up and speak, you are a good general of my Dayan, even my father is full of praise for you, I am just a prince, how can I let a good general bend down and speak?"

Lou Zhan said: "The gift of monarchs and ministers has existed since ancient times. ”