Ye Zhiwei accompanied Princess Nan to sit in the house and waited for nearly an hour, but she didn't see the wind and twilight come back.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and even the air inside the room seemed to freeze.

Ye Zhiwei was silent, staring at the window lattice in a daze.

So many things happened just now, and if someone else changed, she must have tried to persuade the princess, but Ye Zhiwei didn't say anything, and the housekeeper's mother on the side kept peeking at her.

Princess Nan was a little relieved, but she didn't expect this girl to be calm, no wonder her son is so attentive to her, and the person who knows people's hearts and knows how to keep his mouth shut when the right time is a smart person.

After another half an hour, Princess Nan felt tired, so she asked Ye Zhiwei to go to the guest room in her courtyard.

Suddenly changed the environment, Ye Zhiwei was a little unaccustomed to sleeping, lying on the bed staring at the white crane pattern embroidered on the tent in a daze.

In a daze, she saw a white figure sweeping to the bed, looking down at her through the curtain.

Who?

She was a little unconscious, lying still.

A large hand opened the tent and touched her cheek lightly.

The familiar smell came to her face, and she couldn't help but shudder and woke up completely.

"Twilight?" She wanted to sit up.

"Scaring you?" A low voice came from the darkness, slightly hoarse.

A cold body pressed down from the tent and hugged her.

"Vier...... Vile ......" The cold breath hit her face, causing her to shiver.

His body was so cold.

She put her hand around him, and found his clothes soaking wet, and realized that he had just returned from outside.

"Why don't you go and get dressed?" She whispered.

Feng Duhan let go of her, and her expression had returned to her previous calm, "I just came back, and I'm afraid you'll be scared away, so I'll come and have a look first." He unfastened his coat and threw his wet suit on a chair beside him.

"Why was I scared away?" Ye Zhiwei didn't know why.

"See those ...... You're afraid you don't want to marry me again, do you? ”

Indeed, no matter who you are, when you see the scene in the study at night, you have to weigh it in your heart, such a chaotic back house, the Nanwang Mansion that seems to be beautiful on the surface, is actually just a bunch of messes.

In addition to Concubine Zhuang, Prince Nan also has a three-room concubine room, and now they all live in this garden, just thinking about it makes her feel a headache.

"Yes, somewhat." Ye Zhiwei sighed, but the villain in her heart smiled evilly.

She wanted to joke and tease him, but he suddenly changed his expression, pressed down on her lips, and the frantic kiss almost sucked all the air out of her lungs.

"Wind ...... ......"She pushed him with her hands desperately, but she didn't dare to make too much noise, for fear of being heard by the maid who was keeping vigil outside."

Twilight's cold body pounced on her, his previous calmness and self-control were gone, and he tore at her clothes as if to tear her into the belly.

"No...... No......" She felt his hardness pressing against her legs, and it hurt.

Large, bony hands slipped through the cracks in her clothes, making her shiver with coldness.

Was he really afraid that he wouldn't marry him? This naïve guy...... So you want to eat her now?

The cold touch reminded her of the scene of him being seriously injured and buried in the snow in his previous life.

Somehow, her heart softened.

She put her hand around his shoulders and patted him gently, trying to ignore the fact that he was frantically tearing at his body in a vain attempt to possess him.

"Wind and Twilight Cold......" she whispered in his ear, "In this life, you have found me, and I will not leave...... I won't leave you behind. ”

Twilight's body froze suddenly, and his wild movements slowed down.

Their clothes had been torn apart, and she could feel that he was approaching the gates, and he was only one step away from breaking through, but he was able to stop.

He gasped rapidly, a layer of sweat rose up on his back, and his cold body gradually warmed up.

"Vier......" He fell on top of her in despair, but he held her in both hands, as if he was afraid that she would disappear.

"Don't scare me again, even if it's a lie to me...... Tell me...... You won't be going again. ”

Ye Zhiwei was locked in his arms, and could only stretch out her fingers to touch his cheek and trace his outline.

"Don't be stupid, I'm not going anywhere." She smiled.

In his previous life, he tried half his life and exhausted all his life to love, but he didn't keep her in the end.

He was never afraid of death, but he was afraid of not knowing how to live.

"Really?" He stared into her eyes, as if to keep looking into her heart.

The dignified prince of Nanwang is now like a child, as if he was afraid that she would deceive him.

Ye Zhiwei didn't say anything, but raised her face and kissed him on the cheek.

A touch of charm suddenly escaped from the depths of the phoenix eyes in the twilight of the wind, he leaned down, kissed her sideburns, grabbed her small hand with his big hand, and slid down.

Her hand was hot to the touch, and she withdrew her hand in fright.

He pressed her hand and said in a dumb voice, "The trouble you caused, can you bear to watch your husband suffer?" ”

Ye Zhiwei smiled helplessly, as long as she spoiled him, he would gain an inch.

The palm burned as if it was about to burn, like the heart that held him, and it jumped violently, only to make her hide her face in his arms in shame.

The rain beat against the window lattice, muffling the muffled roar in the room.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Zhiwei suddenly realized that she had fallen asleep just now.

Turning his head, what caught his eye was his calm side face, his black hair like a waterfall, scattered, entangled with her, unable to distinguish each other.

But...... How could he sleep with her, if someone found out, she would really only be a concubine in her life.

But seeing that he was sleeping deeply, she couldn't bear to wake him up, she thought wildly, her body moved slightly, but Feng Duhan woke up all of a sudden.

"It's time for you to go back." She whispered.

Feng Duhan let out a vague "um", but his body did not move.

"This is your mother's courtyard, beware of being seen." Ye Zhiwei was anxious to urge him.

"I'll ......leave in a while," he said, reaching out and wrapping his arms around the petite and fragrant body, and buried his head in her neck socket, "The emperor decreed that I would leave Beijing before dawn." ”

Ye Zhiwei was startled and stood up, "Where are you going?" ”

"Go to Taiyang in the west and answer the old general Nangong."

Ye Zhiwei was stunned, General Nangong is Nangong Yan's father, in his previous life, he was trapped in the city, and the prince secretly replaced the information sent by Nangong Yan's fiancé at the risk of death, but one of the two died in the city break, and the other was beheaded under the city tower.

In this life, the prince must not be allowed to marry Nangong Yan again!

"Don't worry, this son will be able to return in as little as one month, or as much as two months." He felt the stiffness of her body, his cheek gently rubbing against her jaw.

"Why did you send you?" Ye Zhiwei was puzzled.

"If this son has done something wrong, naturally the emperor will punish him." Twilight chuckled silently, and the fire in her eyes sparkled. In the past few days, the impeachment excerpts of the imperial history have been piled up on the emperor's dragon book case, but the more this is the case, the emperor opposes him and relies more and more.

was squeezed out by the ministers and named "rebel ministers", such courtiers can only survive by relying on the emperor, so for such a person, what else is the emperor worried about.

In this life, he is still the knife next to the emperor, but the emperor did not find out that this knife is a double-edged sword......