In the dormitory, the couch was in disarray, and the hanging curtains were torn apart.

Sikong Yan was draped in a middle coat, with a strong chest exposed in the open placket, and his black hair fell down on the couch, and the tips of his hair were still slightly wet, like satin soaked in water, soft and shiny.

Han Yue was lying on his back, his little face was dyed with a shallow flush, his beautiful eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he was lazy and full of bone-deep style.

"Do you want to ask General Bai about Shang Ji?" Han Yue muttered.

Sikong Yanfei was sitting there, and when he heard this, he slowly lowered his head, with solemnity in the depths of his eyes, and a natural cold arrogance, "What do you want to say?" ”

Hanyue opened her eyes, and a smile curled up at the corner of her lips, "I ordered Shang Ji to be thrown out of the city." ”

Sikong Yan looked at her intently, "So what?" ”

Han Yue was stunned.

So what? Does he really not care at all?

Sikong Yanfei slowly leaned over, Gu Han's face was like a predatory beast about to pounce, he raised his hand and pressed her shoulder, "Do you think Lone will cure you?" ”

Han Yue pursed her mouth, "That's your childhood sweetheart." ”

Sikong Yan's long scarlet hair fell down, covering one side of his cheek and hiding his deep eyes.

"Lonely woman, it's you." The weight of her body pressed over and covered her body again, "You just need to protect yourself and your children, and you have your own opinions on other things." ”

Han Yue blinked and looked up at him.

She never knew that he was so beautiful and evil in the couch that it made her heartstrings flutter.

"Yanfei, I miss you." She sneered, she never resisted the instinctive reaction of her body, not to mention that the person in front of her was still the man she loved and trusted.

Sikong Yan's deep eyes revealed some tenderness, and he lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

"But I'm tired." Han Yue complained coquettishly, with a sly smile in her eyes.

Sikong Yan chuckled lowly, in fact, he didn't have enough fun just now.

Every time he parted, he would have a deeper appreciation of the wonderful taste of belonging in his heart, and that invisible concern not only distressed him, but also made him miss and want more.

"The generals are still waiting for you to discuss the matter, right?" Han Yue muttered, "Tomorrow I will be scolded as a demon woman again." ”

Sikong Yan eagerly found her lips, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

"Lonely as a faint king, wouldn't it be better to be worthy of you, a demon woman?"

Hanyue couldn't help laughing, and her little hand took the initiative to reach out and tear open his middle coat.

The willow bones in the couch are enchanting, the clouds on the pillow are tired, the road is not endless, and it is not bewitching.

The heart of the flower blooms with spring dew, Xingyi is difficult to suppress into the fairy boat, the soul in the Qingluan tent is chaotic, and the quiet breeze penetrates the jade pot.

Thousands of tosses, thousands of tenderness.

In the dormitory, there was a faint whispering call: "Yan Fei...... Yan Fei ......"

With King Danyang sitting in the city, Hanyue no longer had to be cautious all day long, and suddenly relaxed, and her life was a little lazy.

Every time she woke up, Sikong Yanfei had already left the dormitory, and she took her two children to play in the back house to have fun.

The prince of Anhui lived in the mansion for several days in the name of recuperating from his injuries.

Han Yue thought that he would use this as an excuse to find trouble with Sikong Yanfei again, but as a result, many days passed, and the peace in the house was still there.

"How is the Prince's injuries?" That night, Han Yue couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know." The bamboo slips piled up on several cases almost buried Sikong Yanfei entirely.

Hanyue blinked her eyes wide, "You don't know? ”

"Hmm." Sikong Yan didn't raise his head and said, "The prince's injuries are treated by a military doctor, and Gu will not find a doctor for him, and he can't trust others." ”

Hanyue pouted secretly, it seems that the prince is still self-aware, knowing that he is a hateful doctor, and he does not dare to use the doctor sent by Sikong Yanfei.

But she can't let the prince live in the mansion all the time, with him, she doesn't even dare to go out on the street, for fear that he will be secretly playing tricks.

"How do you settle it over there?" Since Sikong Yan drove Shang Yan away that day, she has never heard about Shang Yan again.

Sikong Yan's hand holding the pen paused, "I have my own arrangements." ”

Han Yue thought that Sikong Yanfei would bring up Shang Yan's marriage again, but she didn't expect that a few days had passed, and there was no movement of marriage in the mansion at all.

Han Yue was a little curious, and asked for news.

"I heard that the king refused to marry Langjun who was looking for Shang Yan."

"What?" Hanyue's eyes widened in surprise.

Sikong Yanfei is looking for the nobles in Danyang City for Shang Yan, although they are not as good as those big aristocratic families, but their character is excellent.

Ya said: "That day, when Shang Ji was clamoring to see the prince in the city, she was seen by the nobles, and they said that this woman was fickle and had a bad heart, and they had already refused to marry. ”

I didn't expect things to be like this, Shang Yan reached the point where she couldn't get married.

A few days later, that night, a banquet was held in the house, and the atmosphere was obviously lively, and even the back house could hear the faint music coming from the main hall.

"What's the joy today?" Han Yue asked the maid beside her.

"The prince is leaving Danyang City tomorrow." The maid said.

Hanyue couldn't help laughing, it seemed that it wasn't just her, many people in Danyang City were looking forward to Prince Wan's departure soon.

However, Sikong Yanfei did not inform her in advance of this banquet, so she stayed in the back house with peace of mind.

Seeing that the night was dark, and the wine banquet in the front hall still showed no signs of dispersing, Hanyue couldn't help but worry.

She knew that Sikong Yanfei and the prince were not in agreement, and she could usually be more forbearing, but if she drank too much wine, it was difficult to guarantee that there would be no dispute between the two parties.

Just when she was fidgeting, a guard outside the door said, "The king summons Mrs. to go." ”

It seems that something is still wrong, otherwise she would not have been summoned at this time.

Hanyue was not in a hurry, and called the maid to choose a brightly colored tunic skirt.

The bright skirt is embroidered with patterns, and the two inches below the skirt are decorated with lace presser feet, six skirts, and the waist is finely pleated, and the action is like water lines.

Han Yue looked at herself in front of the bronze mirror, and then ordered someone to comb her temples.

By the time she reached the front hall, it was nearly as soon as she was outside.

Everyone in the hall was slightly drunk, and even many of the Meiji who accompanied the wine were all drunk.

"Lady Moon has arrived!" With the loud passage of the guards outside the door, the hall instantly fell silent.

Han Yue walked slowly into the hall.

The brilliant colors were instantly eye-catching, and even the maids and Mei Ji all looked at her.

In the past, Mrs. Riyue rarely dressed so formally, and some people had secretly slandered her before, saying that she had a low status and did not dare to dress too gorgeous.

But now, people finally understand why she used to always wear plain clothes or black robes, it turned out that she was born too charming and gorgeous, and then with this dress, it is really eye-catching.

Even the prince of Anhui couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Han Yue followed behind the four maids, and surrounded her in front of Sikong Yanfei.

"I've seen the king." She bowed her head.

Sikong Yan was half-leaning on the couch, his cheeks were a little red after drinking, he stared at her tightly, and only after a while did he spit out a few words: "Come to the table." ”

Someone brought the mat and placed it behind Sikong Yan.

That's the concubine's seat.

Sikong Yan waved his hand, "Move forward." ”

And in the presence of the people, he brought the mat to him.

That's where only the lady of the main room can sit.

"In the future, whenever she is alone, Mrs. Yue will sit in this position." Sikong Yan said lightly.

During the banquet, a woman whispered "ah".

Hanyue took advantage of the situation and saw Shang Yan kneeling on the opposite seat in a gorgeous deep robe, covering her face with her sleeves, her eyes full of disbelief.