Feng Huayin didn't speak, but he held Ning Xiyue's hand a little tighter, silently expressing his firmness.

……

In the next two days, Ning Jiahe played tricks and framed his sister all over the streets and alleys, and even the palace maids in the palace were all talking behind their backs, which also made Ning Jiahe count all the blame on Feng Huayin and Ning Xiyue.

As soon as it got dark that day, Ning Jiahe dressed up and went to Feng Yici's study, Feng Yici was uneasy because of the Black Eagle Camp, and when he saw Ning Jiahe, he naturally didn't have a good face: "What are you doing?" ”

"It's getting late, I'm afraid that those palace people won't be able to wait for His Royal Highness the Prince, so He'er came in person."

Gently putting the tonic soup on the table, Ning Jiahe hooked his lips and smiled: "His Royal Highness the Prince, you have been busy in the study for two whole days, is it time to go back to the room to sleep today?" ”

She doesn't care about the comments of those subordinates, but she has to care, whether she can become the queen in the future depends on this man!

Feng Yici put down the pen in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Don't you see, Your Highness still has so many things to deal with!" ”

Feng Yici's impatience was all on his face, the smile on the corner of Ning Jiahe's mouth instantly stiffened, and there was a trace of grievance in his beautiful eyes: "However, you haven't talked to He'er for many days, we are husband and wife." ”

Since the big wedding, some people in the house have been talking about her behind her back, although they respect her on the face, but they look down on her behind the scenes.

Ning Jiahe clearly understood that if she couldn't get Feng Yici's favor again, wouldn't those wall grasses in the mansion who were high-eyed and low-eyed not take her even more seriously?

Thinking of this, Ning Jiahe gently put his hand on Feng Yici's shoulder, and kneading it for a while: "Your Highness, tomorrow is the day to return to the door, do you want to go back with He'er?" ”

Hearing this, Feng Yici frowned: "Tomorrow, is Ning Xiyue going back too?" ”

In the past two days, he has been worried, constantly ringing, what secrets does Ning Xiyue know about him, and he has also thought about sending someone to kill him, but the consequences of doing so are too serious, and he doesn't dare to take risks easily.

If you can see Ning Xiyue tomorrow, you can take this opportunity to test it and see how many secrets Ning Xiyue knows.

Ning Jiahe's movements paused slightly, and the insult he received on the wedding day flashed in his mind again, and he was in danger of dying on the day.

Ning Xiyue Ning Xiyue Ning Xiyue, why can't she always get rid of this woman?

Feng Huayin was wholeheartedly devoted to Ning Xiyue, and even wanted to strangle himself for Ning Xiyue, and now Feng Yici is also paying special attention to Ning Xiyue's affairs, is it possible that Feng Yici has already regretted marrying her and wants Ning Xiyue?

Thinking about it carefully, it is not impossible to do this, Ning Jiahe has a little stronger hatred for Ning Xiyue in his heart.

If it weren't for Ning Xiyue, she, the crown princess, would definitely be infinitely beautiful, how could she be ridiculed.

Feng Yici waited for a long time and didn't hear Ning Jiahe's reply, his face was very unhappy: "I'm asking you, why don't you speak." ”

"I should go back."

Tugging the corners of his mouth, Ning Jiahe said softly: "His Royal Highness the Prince, after returning to the door, you will enter the palace to face the saint, you ......"

"What am I?" Feng Yici frowned, but what he was thinking about was always his own secret, how much did Ning Xiyue know.

He is now like an ant on the hot pot, the matter of the Seventh Prince Feng Ling has made him lose too much, if Ning Xiyue gives him another one, Feng Yici really doesn't know if he, the crown prince, will not be guaranteed.

Ning Jiahe bit the corner of her lip tightly, how could a woman say this kind of thing in the round room, and besides, looking at Feng Yici's appearance, she seemed to be very unhappy.

If she forced him, it would not be a good thing for herself, Ning Jiahe was a little entangled, did she want to say it?

Feng Yici was impatient, so he simply waved his hand: "His Royal Highness still has a lot of things, you go down and rest first!" ”

Ning Jiahe had no choice but to nod and leave the study.

On the other side, the Eight Kings' Mansion filled the entire room with an ambiguous atmosphere.

The lips were close to each other, the friction between the skins, and even the flickering candle flame slowly extinguished as if they were shy, leaving only a crescent moon outside the window to shine in the hazy light.

"Tap, I'm afraid ......"

Ning Xiyue bit the corner of her lip tightly, her whole heart pounded nervously, didn't this man come in to deliver supper, why did the two of them ......

"Yue'er, I want you."

Burying his head deeply on the woman's shoulder, inhaling the fragrance on her body, Feng Huayin's voice was hoarse: "I...... I can't control myself. ”

He loved this woman too much, and desperately wanted to embed her in his body, as if he could calm his mind with such a domineering gesture.

In the dimness, Ning Xiyue's beautiful face became flushed little by little, half loud, nodded, and responded softly: "Okay." ”

Feng Huayin's eyes burst out with infinite light, and he said in disbelief: "Yue'er, what you said is true?" ”

"What do you say?"

Glaring at the man angrily, Ning Xiyue said helplessly: "I'm already married to you, otherwise?" ”

In the past two days, this man has been taking care of her inch by inch, obviously a small wound, but she can clearly feel his self-blame and remorse, he has a sincere heart for her from beginning to end.

In his previous life, he was stupid, and he didn't see through Feng Yici and Ning Jiahe's treacherous tricks that hurt him, and now, by chance, she has become his wife, so she should give up everything to help him.

Feng Huayin looked at the woman under him fixedly, half loud, and suddenly smiled, his voice hoarse like a heavy wine: "Yue'er, I'm very happy." ”

As the words fell, the man's slightly cool lips also gently covered Ning Xiyue's white collarbone, he swept inch by inch, every inch, the skin in that place seemed to burn with burning affection, Ning Xiyue breathed a breath, and took the initiative to climb the other party's neck, raised his head, and offered his red lips.

I don't want to think about those conspiracies, I just want to let go of all complicated hatred and instinctively hug him, tighter, tighter. Close your eyes obediently and let everything that follows be taken for granted.

The gauze curtain slid down, and this night was destined to be romantic and ambiguous.

……

When Ning Xiyue woke up the next day, it was already three poles in the sun, and when she moved slightly, there was a sore pain all over her body.

Looking down at the kiss marks all over her body, Ning Xiyue muttered, "It's really barbaric." ”

asked her again and again, and the whole person was about to be tossed apart.

"Did it hurt you last night?"

Suddenly, the sound in her ears startled Ning Xiyue, Ning Xiyue turned around, only to find that Feng Huayin was lying on her back, holding her arms, looking at herself with gentle eyes.

Thinking of their madness last night, Ning Xiyue's fair cheeks instantly lit up with blushes, and her speech became unnatural: "You...... Why are you still there. ”