Chapter 13: Hasn't the Prince Yet Come?
Wei Yan looked at Qi Zhaojin's gaze, and there was a trace of fear in her heart, but after her eyes flowed, she immediately grabbed the corner of Qi Zhaojin's clothes, and said in a soft voice, "Your Highness, there are people from the second aunt outside, and if there is any movement in the house, it will definitely be heard." ”
Wei Yan thought that Qi Zhaojin was the crown prince anyway, and if there were people outside, he would definitely not do anything wrong, but when Qi Zhaojin heard this, he went directly to bed, and when he got to the inside of the bed, he lay down and glanced at Wei Yan, "Haven't you tried not to speak." ”
Don't speak...... Of course, she can stop talking, but last time Qi Zhaoji made her feel pain, she cried several times...... If there are people outside, how can they not be heard?
Thinking of the pain of that day, Wei Yan still had palpitations, she bit her lip in embarrassment and said, "If Your Highness needs to lead Gu ......"
"You don't want to?" There was no joy or anger in the man's deep voice, but it made a thin layer of sweat rise on Wei Yan's back.
How could she have forgotten that she couldn't refuse the moody prince, who was now her lifesaver and her father's lifesaver......
"How so." Wei Yan hurriedly shook her head, the moonlight shone into the house through the window, reflecting on Wei Yan's fair face like a white jade, she glanced at Qi Zhaoji, who was lying inside, and thought about the spring palace picture sent by the Wang family today.
She remembered that there seemed to be a similar scene on the painting, but she thought about it...... Wei Yan's face not only turned red, she glanced at Qi Zhao and said softly, "It is a blessing for a courtier to be able to serve His Highness." ”
After that, she actually reached out to untie Qi Zhaojin's belt, but when she untied her belt, the memories of that day kept pouring into her mind, Wei Yan actually thought that if she could, she must tie Qi Zhaojin's belt a little tighter!
However, Qi Zhaojin felt that his waist was a little itchy, and when he looked down and saw that the woman was lying in front of him trying to untie his belt, he sneered, grabbed Wei Yan and pressed it under him.
In the end, it was not what Wei Yan thought, although it was not as painful as the last time, but Wei Yan, who was new to human affairs, was still sour and tight, and the candle flame in the room had long been extinguished, but the movement on the couch had not stopped, but she did not make any sound.
"Miss, it's almost the fifth watch!" Yuan Ying's voice suddenly came from outside the house, and Wei Yan glanced at Qi Zhaojin with some help after hearing this voice, but Qi Zhaojin looked at the fine beads of sweat on her forehead with interest and did not mean to let her go.
Wei Yan was worried that Yuan Ying would come in and bump into all this, so in desperation, she had no choice but to raise her hand and wrap her arms around Qi Zhaojin's waist and say, "Your Highness, ......"
The woman's voice was like a cry, but Qi Zhaojin didn't let go of her when she saw this, but just said, "Afraid of being bumped into?" ”
This...... How can you not be afraid of being bumped into? Wei Yan was so anxious that she couldn't do it, but seeing that Qi Zhaojin had no intention of leaving, she had no choice but to endure the discomfort and said, "Yuan Ying...... I'm a little inconvenient, you can go back and rest first! ”
"Miss." Yuan Ying's anxious voice came from outside the door, "The second lady has already let the sedan chair wait at the door, what can I do?" Hasn't the prince come yet? ”
Hearing the word prince, Wei Yan's face turned pale, and she could even feel that the man's gaze had fallen on her.