The scenes of the two getting along flashed through her mind, and she only felt very uncomfortable.

I couldn't help but bend down and pick up the scroll, and after unfolding it, I looked at the slightly childish face of the young man on the canvas, and my eyes turned red in an instant.

Lan'er turned around to take the ornaments, her eyes swept over Yan Huan and she was surprised that she had brought the portrait of the little general into the palace by her negligence for a while, she stepped forward quickly, ready to pull out the painting scroll in Yan Huan's hand, never thinking that one hand was faster than hers.

Yan Huan's hands were empty, and she looked at the person with her still red eyes, only to see that Ting Zhaolin's handsome face was full of anger, and she wanted to explain to him, "Your Highness, I ......"

Ting Zhaolin didn't give Yan Huan a chance, he cut off her words and ordered Lan'er, "Get out!" ”

As soon as he took care of the government affairs, he left the study and wanted to see her immediately, but he didn't know that she was looking at the portraits of other men here with red eyes.

She didn't let him see it in private, but she was so grandiose in his bedroom, what was she to him?

He has a heart!

There are limits to his indulgence!

Lan'er was startled, and wanted to take the blame, but before she could speak, Ting Zhaolin said again, "What are you still doing in a daze?" Don't get out of here! ”

Lan'er didn't dare to say more, glanced at Yan Huan, whose face was slightly pale, and hurriedly retreated.

Ting Zhaolin raised his hand and slashed at the box containing the painting scroll at his feet, and with a loud click, the wooden box was torn apart, and the picture scroll inside turned into a pile of scraps of paper that flew around with the residual strength of the palm wind.

Yan Huan raised his hand to cover his small mouth that opened slightly due to shock, how could he drive Lan'er away so indiscriminately, and also destroyed the painting she worked so hard to paint, she had secretly hidden Yu Fan in her heart from others, she did this, why was he still dissatisfied? She then pointed at Ting Zhaolin angrily with her hand, "You, what kind of nerves are you!" That's my stuff! Who told you to spoil it? ”

She tried to crouch down to see if there was any preserved scroll, the best part she had picked out of so many paintings, and she didn't want to destroy it even if she didn't look at it later.

Ting Zhaolin reached out and grabbed her arm and lifted her up, his strength was terrifying, "Yan Huan!" See this palace clearly and recognize your identity! ”

Yan Huan frowned when she was hurt, and her stubborn temper also followed, because she recognized her identity too well, so she was careful in the palace, groveling to everyone, she bent her arms hard, and made a gesture to shake off his hand, and at the same time scolded, "Let go of me!" Let me go! ”

Ting Zhaolin's hand was closer, he pulled Yan Huan and walked to the bed, he wanted her to know who was her man! Who should be drawn in her scrolls!

Yan Huan seemed to know his intentions, and struggled even more, she asked, "Ting Zhaolin, what do you want to do?" You let me go! ”

Ting Zhaolin was silent, walked to the edge of the bed and pushed Yan Huan, and then pressed her body.

Yan Huan panicked, "What are you doing, let go!" Save...... Not! ”

When the four lips touched, Ting Zhaolin was out of control, and she attracted him like a banshee like that night, and he hooked her belt despite Yan Huan's resistance.

Yan Huan was ashamed and angry, and when his thin lips moved to her neck, she had a chance to beg for mercy, "Ting Zhaolin, have you forgotten how you promised me?" ”

Ting Zhaolin was angry, and he said vaguely, "This palace has repented now!" He laid his hands on her.

"Bastard! Whoopy thief! ......”

After a while, Yan Huan was stripped of only her belly pocket and inner skirt, she closed her eyes as if compromising and let him do what he wanted.

Suddenly, she felt a lightness on her body, she thought that Ting Zhaolin was ready to let her go, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that he was taking off his robe.

She quickly got up from the bed, pulled the quilt spread on the bed and wrapped it around her body, shrunk to the inside of the bed, her eyes filled with tears, she looked at his movements for the first time to show weakness, "Your Highness, please, don't do this to me." ”

Ting Zhaolin hooked his thin lips coldly, "I only know my mistake now, don't you think it's a little late?" ”

If she bowed her head and admitted her mistake when he entered the house to destroy those scrolls, he would definitely forgive her, but now he was suffocating all over, and he just wanted to relive the ** night in Nanyue.

He quickly took off his robe and reached out to pull the brocade quilt on Yan Huan's body.

Yan Huan took the opportunity to put the quilt on his head, and jumped out of bed and ran out despite the disheveled clothes at this time.

Before his legs took two steps, he was thrown back to the bed by Ting Zhaolin.

His movements were a little violent, and as soon as the bed board came into contact with his body, she was thrown into a mess.

He pressed her again, and she couldn't control her emotions anymore, crying and fussing.

Ting Zhaolin was impatient, and directly clicked on her acupoint, making her unable to move and unable to speak.

She finally stopped.

He ripped the obstructive piece of cloth off her chest and reached for her skirt.

The big hand swept down, Jun's face turned iron-blue, and he touched her moon ribbon.

She actually came to menstruation......

Remembering the scene when she soiled the cushion on the carriage when she came to Northern Qi before, he calmed down and felt that he had hurt her again this time.

He pulled the quilt and covered the disheveled bodies of the two, he hugged her who was crying and sobbing, comforted, and warned, "This palace spared you this time, and next time I let this palace see the portrait of that man, and I will never spare it." ”

Yan Huan couldn't figure out why he let her go again, so he closed his eyes and didn't respond.

She was so tired, her life had not been peaceful since she met him.

It's not enough that he took away her innocence, he wants to marry her, and he has to trap her in the palace.

In the face of a group of noble royal relatives, she knelt down to participate in that, she was not used to this kind of day at all, and she didn't like it......

Ting Zhaolin leaned sideways to look at Yan Huan, whose eyelashes were wet, and leaned in to kiss her forehead.

Get her a gentle shiver.

He didn't dare to make any more moves, and he didn't know how he could have gotten out of control and treat her like this just now, if she hadn't come to Yuexin, he would have gotten her again this time, but it also meant that she might never pay attention to him in the future.

Right now, I don't know when I'll be able to coax it.

He sighed softly, only to feel that his heart was sour and astringent, and an indescribable taste overflowed his chest.

Yan Huan opened her eyes again, the sky had completely darkened, and she was neatly dressed.

The confetti in the room was gone, as if everything that had happened before was a dream.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and walked over to the dresser, where a wooden box of hers was placed on the countertop.

Fortunately, Ting Zhaolin didn't know that these things were used by her to remember Yu Fan, otherwise it was estimated that they would not be able to escape the fate of being destroyed.

She reached out and opened the box, which contained some of her daughter's gadgets, noodle figures, kites, etc.

She took them out one by one, and saw the Luanyue dagger at the bottom.

How did this thing get here? Why didn't Yan Changyu and Mu Wan'er return it to the Yu family?

It's okay like this, she secretly keeps it for a thought, and it can also be used to guard against Ting Zhaolin if necessary.

In the deep palace, she can't hang herself or run to jump in the flower pond, as long as she does one of them, she may cause a big disaster to the Yan family. 2k reading web