Fu Xuanlin listened to her lips, but suddenly blushed.

"Lord Wang, you are so fragrant. You, you know what? You are...... Belch...... It's the best-looking Lang Jun I've ever seen."

Zhan Xinglan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and when he raised his eyes in a daze, he saw Fu Xuanlin's delicate and handsome face, and couldn't help but raise his arm and wrap his arms around his neck.

The plump red lips kissed Fu Xuanlin's ears unexpectedly, and a tingling sensation spread throughout Fu Xuanlin's body.

His mind went blank in an instant.

The remaining consciousness in his mind flashed countless questions, and his whole heart was stirred by Zhan Xinglan like a deer colliding.

Why did she kiss the king?

She is, coveting the beauty of this king?

Or is she just drunk and promiscuous?

Before I could think clearly, the sound of steady and slight breathing sounded in my ears.

Zhan Xinglan relaxed his arms, and his delicate body fell on Fu Xuanlin's body.

Fu Xuanlin saw her sleeping like this, and there was a little loss in his heart.

"Sure enough, it's drunken sex."

But seeing that she slept so soundly, Fu Xuanlin's heart also calmed down.

He grabbed Zhan Xinglan's shoulders, picked her up horizontally, and strode towards Wangshu Pavilion. Chinese Net

The evening breeze blew across his hot cheeks, restoring his composure.

After returning to Wangshu Pavilion, Fu Xuanlin asked Zhu Huan to withdraw.

At first, Zhu Huan was still a little worried, but Fu Xuanlin insisted repeatedly, and she still obeyed the order.

Fu Xuanlin gently placed her on the couch and gently wiped her cheeks and neck with a warm wet cloth.

Looking at her slightly reddened neck and ears, Fu Xuanlin's originally calm heart became restless again.

He withdrew his hand and sat up straight.

Taking advantage of people's danger is definitely not a gentleman's doing, not to mention that he said that he would wait for them to confirm each other's intentions before becoming husband and wife.

Fu Xuanlin closed his eyes tightly, trying to soothe the deer that was about to break his heart.

Suddenly, Zhan Xinglan's voice came from the couch.

"Phew! Little thief!"

Zhan Xinglan hooked Fu Xuanlin's waist with a flying leg.

Before Fu Xuanlin could push that leg away, Zhan Xinglan sat up straight, strangled Fu Xuanlin's throat with his two arms, and then knocked Fu Xuanlin down.

"If you dare to trespass on this girl's boudoir, I'll see where you go!"

Zhan Xinglan closed his eyes and muttered indistinctly, but his body firmly trapped Fu Xuanlin.

Fu Xuanlin struggled a few times, but heard another even breathing sound behind him.

Well, I slept again.

Fu Xuanlin was now tied up by Zhan Xinglan with his arms and legs, and all those charming thoughts disappeared.

He was a little helpless, but he felt that Zhan Xinglan was a little cute.

Such a woman is really rare to see in the cold country.

He struggled a few more times, but Zhan Xinglan locked him tightly like an octopus.

In desperation, he simply lifted a pair of long legs hanging outside the bed and put them on the bed.

I don't know how long it took, Fu Xuanlin also fell asleep.

The next day, a ray of sunshine shone into Wangshu Pavilion.

The two people on the couch hugged each other and slept face to face.

Zhan Xinglan struggled to open his eyes, but was shocked to find that he was lying in Fu Xuanlin's arms, and his legs were on Fu Xuanlin's body.

She stared at Fu Xuanlin in astonishment, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

What really happened last night?

How could Fu Xuanlin sleep with her?

Did he do it to her last night?

She didn't dare to think any further, so she gently lowered her leg from him.

But even if she was cautious, she still woke up Fu Xuanlin.

Fu Xuanlin opened his clear and deep eyes, raised his hand and touched her head.

"Awake? Do you have a headache?"

His deep and gentle voice instantly soothed Zhan Xinglan's restless heart.

"A little. The prince and I ...... last night."

Zhan Xinglan cautiously probed.

Fu Xuanlin curled the corners of his lips and revealed a wicked smile.

"What do you say?"

Zhan Xinglan looked down at their somewhat messy but unwashed clothes, and said, "Probably not."

"Last night, what Lan'er did to this king, Lan'er really doesn't remember?"

Fu Xuanlin's words made Zhan Xinglan fall into deep thought.

What did she do last night?

Drink like that, God knows what she'll do.

Could it be that she is light and thin Fu Xuanlin!

No way, no way.

The wine bottle is the character, and she is not the kind of person who uses the strength of wine to see the color.

Fu Xuanlin saw that Zhan Xinglan really couldn't remember anything, so he hugged Zhan Xinglan and turned over and pressed on her body.

"King, lord! Calm down!"

Zhan Xinglan's eyes widened and he looked at Fu Xuanlin in horror.

"Lan'er can't remember, so the king has to help you remember."

Fu Xuanlin smiled evilly, and suddenly lowered his head and approached her lips.

"Lord Wang...... Hmm!"

The thin lip flap kissed the rosy little mouth.

Zhan Xinglan was shocked, how could she be taken away from her first kiss in a daze!

She wanted to push Fu Xuanlin away, but Fu Xuanlin imprisoned her body more tightly in his arms.

The lip flaps intersect and the heartbeat resonates.

Fu Xuanlin's kiss was blazing, like a fire that burned Zhan Xinglan's reason, she gradually gave up resistance and closed her eyes.

After a period of lingering, Fu Xuanlin raised his head unsatisfied.

When the four eyes met, Zhan Xinglan could clearly feel the sound of his rapid breathing.

"Lord Wang, did Lan'er really scare the prince last night?"

Fu Xuanlin leaned down and pecked the tip of her nose, and said to her in a hoarse and low voice, "Lan'er remembers?"

Zhan Xinglan shook his head and said angrily, "Lan'er only remembered that she accidentally kissed the prince's ear last night, but she never remembered to forcibly kiss the prince's mouth. Lord Wang, it shouldn't be that he deliberately deceived Lan'er."

"Lan'er is angry?"

Fu Xuanlin suddenly regretted his impulsiveness.

"The prince is really scared of Lan'er, but ......."

Zhan Xinglan bit her lower lip lightly, her face full of shyness.

"But what?"

"But, Lan'er ......."

Suddenly, a hurried knock outside the door interrupted Zhan Xinglan's words.

Judging from the shadow figure, it's Bailimo.

"Your Highness, Ke Xianggong asks to see you."

Fu Xuanlin coughed lightly twice and replied, "Please ask Xianggong Ke to be in the front hall later."

"Yes, my subordinates are retiring."

Fu Xuanlin turned over and got out of bed, and said to Zhan Xinglan: "Fang is not good for me, I didn't expect it to scare you, you tossed back and forth several times last night, you must not have slept well, let's sleep for a while."

With that, Fu Xuanlin tidied up his clothes and walked out.

Zhan Xinglan blinked, she actually wanted to say just now: she was indeed scared by him, but they are husband and wife, and it is reasonable for them to be intimate.

Looking at Fu Xuanlin's guilty and detached expression, he must have thought that she was angry.

She thought she would be very resistant, but when Fu Xuanlin kissed her, she had no resistance at all.

Zhan Xinglan said to himself in disbelief, "Could it be that I like him?"

In the front hall, Fu Xuanlin sat on the main seat.

On both sides are Zhan Bofeng and Ke Jingfeng.

Ke Jingfeng said with a smile: "I went to the palace to learn about His Royal Highness

accompanied the princess to her mother's house to save her relatives, so she had to come to disturb the Duke of Ming."

Zhan Bofeng has always had different political views from Ke Jingfeng, so he doesn't like to deal with him very much.

"Ke Xianggong thought that he wanted to tell His Highness about something important, so the minister retired first."

Zhan Bofeng said and stood up on his knees.

Fu Xuanlin knew that Zhan Bofeng didn't want to see Ke Jingfeng, so he didn't stop him.

"Lord Taishan will go and have some breakfast first, and the son-in-law will come later."

Zhan Bofeng arched his hand and retreated.

Ke Jingfeng couldn't help but feel a little envious when he saw King Ling treating his father-in-law with such courtesy.

"The prince is really polite to the Duke of Ming."

"Ming Guogong is the father of this king and princess, and naturally he is also the father of this king." Fu Xuanlin's eyes were not cold, and he asked, "Ke Xianggong is now the prince's father-in-law, but he blatantly came to meet this king, I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

In fact, they all knew in their hearts that from the moment Ke Wanning married Fu Tingxuan, it would be difficult for them to continue to cooperate.

However, Fu Xuanlin didn't really want to hook up with Ke Jingfeng at the beginning, it was just a means for him to weaken Fu Tingxuan's power.

Ke Jingfeng said helplessly: "The prince will make this move, he must know that he is at the end of his rope, so he wants to hold the minister firmly in his hands.

After all, the prince is the prince, and the minister is also forced to do so. Please also ask Your Highness not to be separated from the ministers because of this matter, the minister's heart is still towards His Highness."

"Ke Xianggong rest assured, now that Mrs. Ke is the crown princess, the king will not easily look at the confession. However, if Ke Xianggong finds any change in the crown prince in the future, please inform this king by the way, lest this king mistakenly hand over the confession to his father."

"This is natural, with His Royal Highness's golden mouth, the minister will communicate with His Highness in due course."

"Then there's Lauco."

"The minister retired."

Ke Jingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that Fu Xuanlin would be unhappy and handed the charge to Emperor Jing.

Now it seems that Fu Xuanlin will not act rashly.

At this time, there was a person outside the front hall, and he heard all their conversations.

Zhan Xinglan leaned against the pillar beside him and pondered.

Listening to the meaning of this, Ke Wanning has something in Fu Xuanlin's hands, no wonder Ke Jingfeng, who is an old woman and cunning, will obey Fu Xuanlin's orders.

It's just a matter of seeking skin with the tiger, and it has its benefits.

Suddenly, a hand patted her on the shoulder.

"Xinglan, what are you doing here?"

Zhan Xinglan's backhand is a grappler.

Fortunately, the other party was agile and held her bony hand in time.

"It's me!"

Zhan Xinglan came back to his senses and found that it was Gao Xichen.

At this moment, Fu Xuanlin also walked out of the front hall.

When Fu Xuanlin saw Zhan Xinglan, he guessed that she had heard everything just now.

He stepped forward, and Gao Xichen hurriedly saluted.

"The courtiers have seen His Royal Highness King Ling."

"Mrs. Gao, please get up, Mrs. Gao has something to find the princess?"

Fu Xuanlin glanced at Zhan Xinglan unconsciously, and the scene where the two of them were in Wangshu Pavilion just now suddenly flashed in his mind, and his ears suddenly turned red.

Gao Xichen almost forgot that now Zhan Xinglan is Princess Ling.

"Back to Your Highness, the courtiers are here to find Zhan Erlangjun, so the courtiers won't bother His Highness and the princess."

Gao Xichen was a clever person, and she saw that the two seemed to have something to say, so she hurriedly retreated.

Sunlight shines through the eaves and forms a uniform wave pattern on the walls, and birds on the branches chirp.

Zhan Xinglan swallowed his saliva and raised his eyes to look at Fu Xuanlin.

"Lord Wang, in fact, Fang Cailan'er is not angry."

"This king knows," Fu Xuanlin took out a lake blue satin brocade box from his arms, "I wanted to give it to you last night, but I didn't expect you to get drunk, so I had to give it to you now."