The glimmer of the dragon and phoenix candle was reflected on the half-exposed fragrant shoulders through the brocade curtain, and the fat-like skin gradually turned pink, making Murong Chu's eyes deeper and his breathing a little heavier.

A soft cry broke the beautiful spring color in the tent, Mo Li's eyes were full of tears, and his eyes were full of fear. Why is there no beauty at all except pain or pain?

Fine beads of sweat oozed from the corners of Murong Chu's forehead, and the taste of not being able to enter or leave made him feel even more unbearable, but he had to send it when the arrow was ready.

"Li'er, just bear with it......" he called softly, and the delicate kiss fell again, blocking the sobbing like a warbler crying between his lips.

Slowly, the people under him relaxed, and Murong Chu breathed a sigh of relief and tentatively took a step further......

The crackling sound of the candles was drowned out by the gentle murmur and heavy wheezing, and the cold plum blossoms bloomed in winter outside, and the spring was thick inside.

In the night, Mama He and Danyu prepared hot water in the clean room and retreated, and Murong Chu took a bath in Mo Li, who was already asleep, and returned to the bed.

Looking at the jade-like person in his arms, someone who eats the marrow and knows the taste can't help but feel his heart rippling again, if it weren't for the pity of the little girl's first involvement in personnel, I really want to taste that wonderful taste again.

Mo Li's breathing suddenly became heavier, and he whimpered and stretched out his hand, scratching in the air.

Under the faint candlelight, the pendant between the delicate collarbones shone brightly, and a wisp of red flowing like blood in the middle became more and more intense, a warm big grasp of the small hand, Mo Li muttered a few times, finally calmed down, and fell asleep again.

The wisps of blood red gradually disappeared, the glow dimmed, and the pendant instantly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened just now.

Murong Chu looked at the pendant, his face was dark, if it weren't for Mo Li who had said before that he saw a ray of red light flashing in the pendant, he even wondered if everything he saw just now was his own delusion.

The morning light was faintly bright, Mo Li opened his misty eyes, and was greeted by a piece of honey-colored skin, raised his head blankly, and met a pair of slightly smiling eyes, only to find that he was actually half-crouched in someone's arms, not only with his hands on his waist, but also with one leg intertwined with him.

Panicking to escape, but not wanting to cause the pain of falling bones around her body, reminded her of the blushing and heart-pounding scene of last night, and the crimson on her cheeks became even thicker.

"Awake?" With the hoarse voice of waking up in the morning, Mo Li was fished back again, and the smooth skin was tightly pressed together again, "Is there any discomfort in Li'er?" A bewildering breath hit his ears, and Mo Li shook his head in a panic.

The soft lips were attached to the sensitive earlobe, causing shivers all over the body, and Mo Li said, "That...... It's time to go, we're not going...... Tea ceremony? ”

"It's still early, doesn't Li'er want to sleep a little longer?"

Sleep, sleep, if you can still fall asleep in this position, it is simply a pig!

Mo Li shook his head: "I can't sleep, get up!" ”

Before she could sit up, a figure had already pressed down: "I can't sleep either, it's better to ......"

"Achu ...... Don't ......"

"Anything else?"

"I ...... It's all painful, can you wait until the evening to ......?"

Mo Li buried his head in Murong Chu's arms, and his voice became lower and lower.

There was a chuckle above his head: "What is Li'er thinking?" The husband wants to talk, so let's get up and talk. ”

Mo Li was embarrassed, and punched on the chest that was still oscillating.

Her strength was tantamount to tickling for Murong Chu, grabbing the little hand that was doing weird, and jokingly: "Tonight's husband will definitely not disappoint Li'er." ”

The big red mandarin duck brocade was lifted up a corner, Mo Li saw a broad shoulders and narrow waist, strong and straight, and a solid back, and couldn't help but swallow saliva.

Murong Chu took the two of them from the cabinet, and after putting them on himself, he reached out to remove the quilt, but Mo Li held them down tightly, leaving only a small head outside: "You go out, I'll wear it myself." ”

Murong Chu couldn't help but say, and directly fished the person out of the quilt, Mo Li still struggled, but he restrained his hands and feet: "Does Li'er want her husband to watch it a little longer?" The words made Mo Li immediately stop struggling, and let him help him put on his clothes.

Mama He and a few maids had been waiting outside for a long time, just waiting for the two of them to get up and come in to wait, and when they heard movement in the house, they didn't call anyone for a long time, and asked softly: "Uncle, Miss, are you up?" ”

"Come in!" Murong Chu's deep voice came, and several maids rushed in with hot water and things for washing.

Murong Chu had already put on a homely robe, Sizhu hesitated for a moment and was about to step forward, but Ruoping hurriedly stopped her and shook her head gently.

Sizhu quietly breathed a sigh of relief, the coercion around her uncle was breathless, she didn't want to get too close to her uncle, but she just felt that it was not good to patronize her own young lady and leave her uncle aside, so she wanted to come and serve.

How would she know that Murong Chu never needed others to serve him to get dressed, even if it was the guards around him, they only prepared the washing things, and they didn't need others to help with the rest.

It's Mo Li, someone must help when dressing, otherwise you will wear the wrong one if you can't keep it even. In fact, it's no wonder that she, who made this ancient dress so complicated!

Ruoping saw that Murong Chu was just wearing a homely robe, and knew that they were not busy going out, so he also found a homely jacket and Luo skirt for Mo Li.

By the time Mo Li cleaned up, Murong Chu was already sitting on the soft couch under the window reading a book, and his black hair was only tied with a black headband, which looked a little lazy.

Feeling Mo Li's gaze, he raised his head and beckoned: "Come here." ”

The maids packed up their things and left the room in a playful way, and Ruoping closed the door thoughtfully when he left.

"When is the time to go for tea?" Mo Li walked over and sat on the edge of the couch.

Murong Chu stretched out his hand and took the person into his arms: "Don't worry, it's okay in the middle of the hour, let's talk for a while." ”

Mo Li knew that he had something to say to himself, so he didn't twist it, and leaned directly on his chest.

I only heard Murong Chu say: "The population of the house is not large, except for the Lu family, there are two aunts. Murong Qi had a wife and two concubines, and his wife Liu was the youngest concubine of the Duke of Yue. Aunt Gao's son Murong Rui is fifteen this year, and her daughter Murong Jiao is ten years old. Aunt Zhao has only one daughter, Murong Wan, who is thirteen years old. ”

"Although my father is strict, he is not difficult to deal with, and he is quite satisfied with you, and he will certainly not embarrass you. As for...... Others, Li'er just need to remember that you are the princess of the Bac Ninh Palace, whoever dares to provoke you, you will bully you back, I have everything with me, don't be afraid. ”

Mo Li burst out laughing: "You mean that I can walk sideways in this palace in the future?" ”