Feng Duhan hugged Ye Zhiwei and strode out of the broken temple. Read the full text

Kicking the clouds and a dozen or so guards were already waiting there.

Feng Duhan put her on the horse, but Ye Zhiwei's body twisted.

"What's wrong?" Twilight asked in a hoarse voice.

“…… Don't you have a carriage? She didn't dare to sleep all night, and she was so uncomfortable with the cigarette poison that she almost wanted to fall down immediately.

"I'm afraid of startling the snake. The Yulin Army did not dare to bring the carriage. Twilight rolled over and sat down behind her.

He took her into his arms, her body still twisting, as if trying to break free.

He looked down at her, as if he was about to lose his patience, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"Can I ride a horse on my own?" Ye Zhiwei whispered. Looking at Feng Duhan's gradually condensing eyes, she said timidly, "That...... I'll stain your clothes......"

Twilight's gaze followed her, and finally stopped at the hem of her skirt: there were several spots of dark brown blood on the hem, apparently oozing from the inside of the skirt.

Ye Zhiwei couldn't wait to bury her face in his arms, she hadn't been out of confinement yet, and it was very embarrassing at this time.

Twilight pulled the cloak behind her and wrapped her in her arms.

"Bear with me, and I'll send you back to the house in a while." The wind and twilight cold urged the clouds to kick, and the war horses neighed and galloped away.

Ye Zhiwei faintly heard his voice coming from her head. Mixed in the wind to listen is not so real: "You should be glad for your husband, and you still have the opportunity to get your clothes dirty......"

Kicking the clouds and black horses galloped all the way, and soon arrived at the Regent's Palace.

Mr. Cui had been waiting there for a long time, letting Xiaolian boil the antidote.

As soon as Ye Zhiwei was picked up by Feng Duhan, Xiaolian came up with the medicine, and Feng Duhan took the bowl of medicine. I can't say anything. forced her to pour the antidote in one go, and she stuck out her tongue bitterly.

Entering the house, Liu Yan served her to change her clothes, but Ye Zhiwei couldn't help frowning when she smelled the smell on her body. Hot

"Boil some hot water, I'll make a show." She grumbled.

Liu Yan looked embarrassed, "Mama Gong said that you can't take a bath during the confinement." ”

Ye Zhiwei rolled her eyes and retorted, "You can't get out of the house during the confinement yet!" "Not only is she running around now, but she has also spent the night outside in the open air, where do you still talk about these rules, even if she doesn't die, even if she dies.

All she wanted now was a hot shower and a nice meal.

"What about Mo Nian?" She asked as she went to the clean room.

Liu Yan was anxious to hold her, "Miss is still with Madame...... Princess. You can't go, if you get cold, the slave can't afford to eat it......"

At this moment, Feng Duhan entered the house, and when he saw this scene, he was displeased and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Liu Yan is like seeing a savior, "The princess has to take a bath, saying that there is a smell on her body......"

Ye Zhiwei saw Feng Dusk cold coming in, a little weak-hearted, and hesitated, "Anyway, I'm not taking a bath, I'll be able to come out soon." ”

Twilight glanced at her, didn't speak, and turned back to go out.

Ye Zhiwei was wondering, I didn't know what he meant, and after a while, I asked Xiaolian to bring in some charcoal pots.

She watched Xiaolian send the charcoal basin into the clean room, and after a while, Feng Duhan walked in, went behind the screen and took off the golden dragon robe outside.

"You're not going back to the palace?" She was surprised and said that the Changming Palace was a big deal, and he couldn't leave everything to the King of England to be responsible.

"Hmm." Twilight Han vaguely answered, walked out wearing only her middle coat, and took her hand into the clean room.

"What are you ......," she said, a little confused.

"Aren't you going to take a bath?" Feng Duhan dragged her into the clean room, and reached out to untie her clothes neatly.

Ye Zhiwei covered her clothes, "I...... I'll just come by myself, I know you still have a lot to do, you don't have to worry about me ......"

Twilight didn't listen to her explanation at all, pulled her hand away, and ripped her dress in a few clicks.

There are several charcoal basins on the floor of the clean room, and with the water vapor of hot water, it is steaming everywhere, not cold at all.

"I asked Mr. Cui, and he said that he could only rinse, not bathe." As he spoke, Twilight Han pressed her down on a rattan chaise longue with a bath cloth on the side, and took a bath cloth to cover her body.

It wasn't until Twilight took the ladle and poured hot water on her hair that she realized that he was going to serve her all the way.

It's rare to be able to enjoy the intimate service of a beautiful man, which should be a very pleasant thing, but the face of a certain demon man has always been like an ice ballast, and he has never smiled during the whole service.

“…… Twilight. Ye Zhiwei blinked.

"Huh?" Twilight's sleeves were already wet, but he didn't seem to notice, wrapping her long washed hair in a cloth.

"I'm fine."

"Hmm." He reached out to rip off the cloth covering her.

Rao is Ye Zhiwei is usually thick-skinned, and her face is a little red at this time, she pressed the bath cloth on her chest, "I'm really fine, I can wash it myself." ”

"Yes." As she spoke, her hand pulled away the cloth covering her with great dexterity.

"Twilight Cold!" She reached out to block the key parts of her body, and even the back of her ears turned red, "I'd better come by myself, there...... It's not clean...... "She was so stumbling that she wanted to go headlong into the ground and hide.

She felt the hot water pour down on her skin, and the warm sensation spread, causing her body to shiver slightly.

"You're my woman." A faint voice sounded over her head, and rough fingers brushed against her skin in the direction of the water, "You belong to me inside and out, what are you afraid of?" ”

She held her breath and nervously watched his hand back and forth on her, seeing it slip down, she didn't have the courage to look anymore, so she simply closed her eyes.

To her surprise, Feng Duhan was always calmly helping her take a bath, without any intention of teasing her, even if he washed the key parts, he did not hesitate or dislike.

The sound of the water was sparse, and her face was already red like a boiled shrimp.

She tried to convince herself mentally that she should relax, but her body was still tense, and after some time, she heard him say, "All right." ”

She didn't even dare to open her eyes, she didn't want to see her slick appearance in front of his eyes.

Feng Duhan waited for a while, and when she saw that she didn't move, she took a clean bath towel and wrapped her in her and picked her up.

Sticking to his arms, she dared to secretly open her eyes and quietly look at him worriedly.

This guy kept a straight face, as if someone owed him eighteen dollars.

"Are you angry?" She suddenly realized what the problem was, this guy was definitely angry, not at her, but against himself. Zhuang Hong reversed.

"Hmm." It's rare for him to admit it generously.

Ye Zhiwei sighed silently, this person is sometimes like a stuffy gourd, he holds everything by himself, and now as long as he is willing to open his mouth, it will be easy to do.

"The crown prince and the prince have a connection with the second prince of Beifan." She decided to divert his attention first.

Sure enough, Feng Duhan's eyes narrowed.

"I also overheard their conversations." Ye Zhiwei excitedly showed, "It seems that the people of Beifan are going to do it on the day of the emperor's funeral, you have to be more careful." ”

"I know." Feng Duhan took the clean clothes prepared by Xiaolian on the side and helped her put them on her body.

Somehow, the more he looked like a gentleman's cold face, the more awkward she felt, and at the moment when he pulled his clothes for herself, she suddenly took the initiative to lean forward and kiss him on the cold lips.

The undercurrent of forbearance in the depths of Feng Duhan's eyes was instantly stimulated, and the scorching fire seemed to burn her to the ground, and in a few breaths, he could no longer hold it, and reflexively pressed her down on the bed, and took advantage of the situation to burrow into her clothes......