Since the crossing, Ye Lan'er has been nervous.

And she was confined in the palace compound almost all day long, and there was no chance to come out to see the natural scenery of this era.

Now sitting by the river, watching the bright moon in the sky exude a gentle clear light, the stars are like lamps in the hands of fairies, and the water is sparkling and clear.

The pure natural beauty that was rare in her previous life and unchiseled was unexpectedly displayed in front of her on such a night, and Ye Lan'er couldn't help but be a little intoxicated.

She suddenly felt up, and got up and found a lot of stones by the river.

Bend down and wave your hand to throw the stone into the water.

The stone jumped three times in quick succession on the surface of the water and finally sank.

Ye Lan'er had a smile on her face, and silently thought in her heart: Murong Yan, you neurotic, get away! Then another piece was thrown.

One after another, he threw all the stones in his hand, and the breath he was holding in his chest finally came out.

She returned to the grass on the shore and lay down slowly, lost in thought.

The protagonist of thinking is not Murong Yan who just moved his hands and feet to himself, but Murong Ke who has not moved his hands and feet but always feels that he has been moved.

During the day, she rode all the way in his arms, and after her heart rose, she could no longer suppress the charm that made her blush and feel that she was too much.

She couldn't figure out what Murong Ke was doing.

If you are just acting in front of people, is it necessary to act so realistically? Besides, those small actions may not be visible to others.

But if it's not acting, then he's ......

Ye Lan'er couldn't figure it out, the more she thought about it, the more entangled she became, the more anxious she became, she covered her face, thinking that it would be good if she was an ostrich, burying her head in the sand, and what he Murong Ke thought.

Just when Ye Lan'er was lying on the grass thinking about life, a figure approached silently.

He sat down beside Ye Lan'er lightly and called softly, "Lan'er......"

When Ye Lan'er heard this voice, she was so excited that she almost sat up from the ground.

She was about to get up and stand up, but the crown prince Murong Yan grabbed her shoulder.

Murong Ke knelt half-kneeling and looked at Ye Lan'er at eye level.

"Lan'er, you have suffered...... he said emotionally as he looked at Ye Lan'er's increasingly charming face in the moonlight.

Ye Lan'er said in her heart: Suffering? Suffer your sister! Loosen up, you neurotic!

Murong Yan didn't sense Ye Lan'er's mental activity at all, and thought that Ye Lan'er still loved him very much, so he leaned over to Ye Lan'er with his whole body, and then rubbed Ye Lan'er into his arms.

"Lan'er, I really can't bear you, I really regret it. I regret it, you know! ”

"Lan'er, come back, will you come back?"

"Lan'er, even if I don't want anything, I just want you, you know?"

Speaking of this, Murong Yan fished Ye Lan'er out of her arms again and looked at her clear and seductive eyes affectionately.

Ye Lan'er cried with a sad face, and really couldn't understand what this Murong Yan was playing.

It's clear that he gave himself away, right? What are you doing now pretending to be like you have abandoned him?

This kind of treatment of women is still messy, and the man who has to go back and hook it when he lets it go, has a general name called a scumbag, okay?

And the married scumbag of this century is hugging himself tightly at the moment, which makes Ye Lan'er feel very angry.

She reached out and pushed his chest hard, but due to the limitations of her physical strength, it was simply a mantis arm as a car, which did not play any role at all.

Murong Yan kissed Ye Lan'er's face emotionally, and then looked at her eyes solemnly and affectionately: "Lan'er, I'll take you away, okay?" ”

Good your sister!

Ye Lan'er felt that her face was stained with Murong Yan's saliva, sticky, a disgusting feeling hit, and she just wanted to slap him.

This bastard who feeds his lover Gu and wants to kill his brother!

"Lan'er, Murong Ke, he ...... Is it good for you? ”

"Lan'er, I'll be better to you, really ......"

Saying this, Murong Yan actually pressed Ye Lan'er to the grass.

Ye Lan'er was frightened for a moment, and even forgot to struggle.

Murong Yan, on the other hand, felt as if he had returned to the time when he was young, and a heart in his chest was almost about to jump out.

He longed for the woman beneath him, as if he had never had one.

He looked at her thin eyebrows, delicate nose, and moist red lips in the moonlight. He felt that there was a certain number between heaven and earth, this woman should be his own, and he should also be hers.

He kissed the two stamen-like lips impatiently.

Ye Lan'er gritted her teeth, feeling desperate and afraid.

She concluded that Murong Yan was greedy for her beauty and wanted to rub oil. But why did he choose the here and now?

It's only a few feet away from the camp, and if you shout out, someone will surely come over.

But if someone finds himself living with the prince of the current dynasty here, then he must be the first to be dragged out and killed.

Advancing is also death, and retreating is also death!

The situation in front of her made her even more helpless than being hijacked by Steward Cui before.

She could only clench her teeth, kick and struggle as hard as she could.

But Murong Yan was fascinated and crazy, and all Ye Lan'er's actions turned into a little shyness that increased his interest in his opinion.

It was as if a fire had been lit all over his body, and the flames were so bright that they almost broke through his body and flew out.

One hand controlled Ye Lan'er's body, and the other hand was freed up and walked up her slender waist.

Ye Lan'er couldn't help but let out a panicked moan.

Hearing the voice of the woman under him, Murong Yan only felt that something exploded in his head, and after being stunned for a moment, he struggled to bury Ye Lan'er's neck again.

"Lan'er, what are you doing here?"

A cold voice sounded overhead, like ice water pouring down on his head, pouring Murong Yan with a cold heart.

He almost got up from Ye Lan'er in a rage, but looked up at Murong Ke's eyes that shimmered with danger.

"Three...... Brother ......"

Two men with a bit of similarity were facing each other under the moonlight, one in black and a short robe in a white robe, like the poles of yin and yang, opposing each other.

Ye Lan'er hurriedly got up from the grass and sorted out her crumpled clothes that had been rubbed. She looked at Murong Ke, and bean-sized tears slipped down her face one by one.

When Murong Ke saw her like this, the air in his chest seemed to be drained away, and he seemed to hear the sound of his blood vessels beating in his ears.

"Lan'er, you go back to the camp first." He spoke.

"Wait!" Murong Yan shouted, and Ye Lan'er could only stop in place again.

Murong Yan took three steps and made two steps to Ye Lan'er's side and grabbed her wrist.

Ye Lan'er couldn't even care about crying, and tried hard to break free, but he grabbed it tighter.

Ye Lan'er looked at Murong Ke for help, but saw that his eyes seemed to be getting colder and colder, and her heart was cold almost immediately at the same time.

Originally he was just an object to be sent around.

Murong Yan treated himself as a plaything and trampled on it at will.

Will Murong Ke be much better?

The way he looked at himself was clearly cold and disgusting. He just regarded himself as a chess piece, and the beautiful fantasies that he had born in his heart that should not be there were simply ridiculous.

She Ye Lan'er never wants to be a ridiculous self-inflicted amorous person!

Ye Lan'er was a little angry, angry with Murong Ke, and even more angry with herself.

She stopped struggling, let Murong Yan pull her, lowered her head, and stopped looking at them.

Murong Yan's good deeds were broken, his face was lost, and his thoughts had come to this point, so it was better to talk about it.

"Third brother, I like Lan'er, it wasn't out of my will to give her to you, I couldn't let him go at all. How about giving the royal brother three points of thin noodles and letting me take her? ”

Murong Ke's face was expressionless: "Really?" ”

"Third brother, no matter what kind of woman you want, the imperial brother can help you find it, but Lan'er. The royal brother really likes her. ”

"Really?" Murong Ke said lightly.

Murong Yan couldn't hear these salty and indifferent words, and was a little annoyed: "What do you mean?" Agree or disagree? Say it plainly! ”

Murong Ke smiled stunned: "Does it matter if I agree or not?" If it were important, the imperial brother would not lie on this grass with the women of my Rui Palace. ”

Hearing these words, Ye Lan'er's heart seemed to have been taken away by someone, and it was empty. But she still hung her head and didn't react at all.

Murong Yan couldn't hold back: "Then you just don't allow it?" ”

Murong Ke shook his head: "We need to ask what Lan'er means." Ye Lan'er, are you willing to go back to the Prince's Mansion with the Prince? Nod your head if you want to, and shake your head if you don't. ”

Murong Yan didn't expect Murong Ke to ask Ye Lan'er what he meant.

Because in his cognition, with Ye Lan'er's identity, it doesn't matter what she thinks.

But now, Murong Ke brought up this question, and Murong Yan suddenly began to feel that Ye Lan'er's thoughts were very important to him.

He solemnly put his hands on Ye Lan'er's shoulders and looked down at her: "Lan'er, did you hear me?" As long as you nod your head, you can come back to me! ”

Ye Lan'er was a little uncomfortable by Murong Yan's shaking, and she reached out and pulled his hand off her shoulder.

Murong Ke looked at her action, and his heart was slightly relieved.

Although he was extremely angry, he didn't believe that Ye Lan'er and the prince were willing just now, and he didn't believe that Ye Lan'er would be willing to go back with Murong Yan.

But this audacious Ye Lan'er actually had a private meeting with the prince here, and she would be cleaned up after she went back!

Thinking like this, Murong Ke looked at Ye Lan'er coldly again.

Then he looked at Ye Lan'er and nodded.