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She was stunned, how could she have such a thought? Didn't she ask him to investigate the truth about Yuwen Xuancang's change of heart? It was for this transaction that he became his princess, how could it be now......
The prince fell. The people she once hated could finally stop harming humanity, but the danger seemed to be even greater.
Because of the crown prince, people who covet the throne will often have their eyes on him, and now, he is no longer the target of others, and people can finally divide their efforts, so who will be the next target? Yuwen Xuancang? Yuwen Xuanyi? Still is...... She didn't dare to think that the red silk tent of the cross-necked mandarin duck in front of her was silently falling, but there seemed to be an undercurrent floating between the stacked folds.
The prince fell...... However, the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, will he make a comeback, according to his perverse temperament, once there is a chance to turn the tables, he will not let go of the person who ousted him.
In the last coup d'Γ©tat, the spearhead was pointed at King Xiang. The emperor remembered the relationship between father and son, and only planned to abolish him as a commoner, but it was the prince who admonished him, so he relegated King Xiang to the remote Qiongzhou, and did not allow carriages and horses to send him, and asked him to walk on foot. The assassinations continued all the way, if it weren't for the secret protection of King Xiang's dead soldiers, King Xiang was afraid that his bones would have been gone.
And the last time the prince was deposed, it was a false shot, just to lead Chang Xiang to rebel and then punish him, and to get rid of King Xiang, who has never been on good terms with the prince, will it be the same this time...... Which one is not pleasing to the emperor's eyes again? Yuwen Xuancang? Yuwen Xuanyi?
Will it be Yuwen Xuanyi? Because he refuted the emperor's will and married her in front of everyone......
"Don't be cranky......"
She suddenly heard him mutter.
When I raised my eyes, I saw that he was still asleep, and for a moment I didn't know whether to notice that she was in a confused mood and said comforting words or just words in a dream, and then kissed the corner of her forehead very naturally, and the hard stubble made her feel painful.
He lowered his eyes and saw that his hand was clutching the hem of his shirt tightly.
That being the case, let's not think about it for now, he's there anyway......
It seems that as long as he is there, he really doesn't have to worry about anything.
Unconsciously leaned into his arms, sighed comfortably, and closed his eyes.
In the haze, as if hearing him chuckle, the stiff stubble stung her forehead again......
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This sleep was very heavy, and when she woke up again, she only felt warm on her body, she involuntarily leaned towards the heat source, and stretched out her arms to hug the heat source.
Warm......
Her long eyelashes lifted suddenly, and she was greeted with a pair of smiling eyes.
After being stunned for a moment, Fang found that the posture of the two was really ambiguous...... Of course, it's not the first time I've been ambiguous, it's just that I used to be "asleep", but now I'm so awake and ambiguous, I'm still in bed...... She was still holding his waist......
Retract your hand immediately.
"Awake?" He smiled and groaned, and his voice was soft.
It's just a knowingly asked.
She blushed and was about to get up, but his arms were still on top of her, seemingly relaxed, but she couldn't move.
"Hungry?"
These are two unrelated things.
She couldn't afford to struggle, and said angrily, "No! β
"Then sleep a little longer." He literally put his arms around her and closed his eyes.
She continued to fight, but her voice suddenly turned hoarse: "Don't move! β
Instantly, something hard pressed against her leg.
She immediately froze.
The flap of her lips grinded in her ears, with a warm breath and a desperately suppressed gasp.
I felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, and his arms were a little stiffer and tighter. Her fear began to deepen, but there was an inexplicable hint of longing.
She didn't dare to move, just stood up. I don't know how long it took, but I heard him chuckle: "Scared? β
The ear beads were kissed by love, and the hoarse did not retreat: "Don't worry, I promised you that I won't touch your ......"
I couldn't tell what mood it was, so I just pushed him away angrily, but seeing that the redness in his eyes was fading, he still smiled: "What, I want to lose it when I'm done with it?" β
She glanced at him puzzled, but saw him move slightly......
What was the wet mark on the placket of his clothes? And there are fine undulating folds, and there are two strands of misalignment, almost broken.
"What did you dream about?" He laughed.
After this reminder, she vaguely remembered that she seemed to dream of a big table, with a stack of high cakes beside her. The cake was so thin and almost transparent, and she was still wondering...... It is true that you have to eat "dragon scales" on the second day of February, but how much do you have to eat such thin "dragon scales" to be full? However, I was really hungry, so I caught it and ate it. But the bread was so thin that she almost tore her teeth out, and she didn't get a bite of it......
Her cheeks were hot, but when she saw that his chest was rising and falling violently, she must have laughed and endured pain.
Punched him hard, rolled over and sat up.
He didn't stop her, but lazily rushed to the door and said, "Pass the meal......"
A group of people carried a tray containing gentian (fried oil cake), dragon ear (dumplings), dragon scales (spring cakes), and dragon eggs (buns).
Su Jinling didn't expect them to be waiting outside the door, now the two of them are in bed, her hair is scattered, her face is red clouds, he is disheveled, and his mind is half-open, this look is easy to make people have rich associations, and all associations point in one direction......
What's even more odious is the historian, who only glanced at it, and then quickly put pen to paper in the booklet.
She was anxious to jump out of bed, but he grabbed her wrist and moved his lips, but she knew he was saying, "Cover up the ......"
The maids all lowered their heads, their eyes focused on the hard and bulging pendant lying on the ground, the smile on their lips was faint, and the butterfly beads on Qiu'e's bun were trembling desperately, almost breaking free from the silver thread and flying away.
Su Jinling was even more angry.
"Put your food down and get out." It's still a lazy voice.
When the people dispersed, he was angry with her: "I didn't eat water and rice for a day, and I was indeed hungry." β
got up and sat at the table, picked up the ivory chopsticks, saw that she didn't move, and asked in a puzzled manner, "Are you not hungry?" Or are you going to continue to gnaw on my clothes? β
He pretended to look at his chest messily, and smiled at the corners of his lips: "It's okay, but this dress has already been tasted by you, and you have to change the taste later......"
Before the words fell, a plain flower soft pillow flew over.
He raised his hand to catch it, and then took another one.
The smile on the corner of his lips deepened, his wrist flipped, and he got up with a bone, and rushed to his feet, screaming extremely aggrieved.
picked up a small fish to block the cat's mouth, and looked at her with a smile: "This anger is also out, why don't you come to eat?" β
His gaze was soft and soft, like spring water.
Her heart softened, and she couldn't get angry anymore.
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After freshening up, Su Jinling sat on the edge of the dressing table and combed her hair for a while.
Qiu'e kept pursing her lips and snickering when she entered the door, and stared at her forehead in surprise: "Why is the princess's forehead red?" β
What else? Didn't you get stuck with the man's beard?
She was angry, and she couldn't help but want to laugh, her cheeks were hot.
glared at Qiu'e angrily: "Since you're done, why don't you go and rest?" β
"Why is the princess in a hurry to drive the slaves and maids away today? Oh, the slave knows......"
Qiu'e made a look of sudden realization, so angry that she almost threw the jasper comb in her hand.
Qiu'e giggled and dodged: "What is the princess worried about?" Didn't you misunderstand the slave? The slave just wanted to say that the princess was not in good health and needed to sleep early, but she didn't say that it was because the princess came back......"
Su Jinling began to chase her.
Qiu'e ran around the table, so happy that she suddenly stretched out her head to look out of the window and shouted, "The prince is here!" β
Qiu'e has been using this simple trick to successfully fool Su Jinling repeatedly, which made her even more annoyed, and chased straight to the door, but saw that the door opened, Yuwen Xuanyi really appeared at the door, Qiu'e happened to flash, and she almost bumped into him.
"So lively?" A smiling gaze fell on her face.
"The prince is back, and the princess is overjoyed, and she is chasing the slave and maid to play......"
"Qiu'e ......"
Qiu'e stuck out her tongue, bent her knees quickly, shrank behind Yuwen Xuanyi, and slipped through the crack in the door.
Because he was in the way, Su Jinling didn't catch it, he was angry, but he looked up and smiled at him......
The blue and black stubble has disappeared, and the whole person is like a piece of warm jade, with a light robe on his body, and his hair is half dry, thinking that he has just finished bathing.
He just looked at her like that, the warmth between his eyebrows and eyes, as if he was moist and shining, but she didn't know where to put her eyes, and suddenly said in a hurry: "Why are you here now?" β
As soon as the words came out, Fang Jue was very wrong. Wouldn't this reveal the tacit understanding of the two? What's more serious is that she doesn't admit that she already knew that he would come to Nuan Yusheng Xiangge in the middle of the night? And she knew it but pretended not to know, and honestly let him ......
Suddenly, I couldn't wait to dig a hole and bury myself in it, but I saw the icy blue figure getting closer, and the gentle breath accompanied by the cold Du Ruozhi's fragrance slipped softly from my ears.
There is no need to raise your eyes, but you can imagine that the lips must be full of intoxicating softness.
"When do you say, when should I come?"
The room was silent, or rather, the rumbling heartbeat cut out all sounds.
She pretended to be calm, raised her eyes and looked around, and suddenly saw that Fan Yingbo was still in the room. Still half-bowed her head, her eyes were looking at her through the shadows on her face, eerie.
Her heart sank.
Fan Yingbo lowered his eyes, stiffened his knees, and retreated.
The candle burst out with a soft "pop", and the spring on the wall shook twice, and the two figures were relatively silent, as if they had become silhouettes.
After a long time, Fang saw the long figure holding the hand of the delicate figure.
The delicate figure seemed to tremble, but it didn't pull out of its hand after all.
"Do you want to stand all night?"
Long.
The delicate figure raised his head: "Does the prince want to stay here tonight?" β
"If you find it inconvenient......"
The long figure moved, as if about to turn away, but the hand was firmly grasped.