Zhan Xinglan slowly lowered his coat, and the slight shoulder peak and slender neck were perfectly curved.

The outer shirt fell down the skin, the inner shirt was tightly wrapped around the round and straight chest, and the slender waist that Ying Ying held was even more slender than the porcelain vase behind Zhan Xinglan.

The dress faded down layer by layer, and Zhan Xinglan's two even straight legs were also displayed behind the screen.

Fu Xuanlin looked at this scene, and his neck and cheeks suddenly flushed.

He swallowed his throat, which was about to catch fire, and hurriedly looked away.

Until Zhan Xinglan changed into a dress and walked out from behind the screen, Fu Xuanlin didn't dare to look at her more.

"Why doesn't your husband look at me? Am I not looking good in this?"

Zhan Xinglan looked down at his dress.

Plain is a little pure, but her makeup today is elegant and simple, and wearing this body also complements each other very well.

What's more, didn't Fu Xuanlin choose this dress by himself?

"No, it's pretty."

Fu Xuanlin's deep voice tried his best to hide the panic in his heart.

Zhan Xinglan stepped on the steps and saw Fu Xuanlin's face so red that he could be a lantern envoy, and immediately understood that he must have seen the picture that made his blood gush just now.

Since she got married, her favorite thing to do is to flirt with Fu Xuanlin.

As long as she saw him shy, she was happy.

With such a good opportunity to flirt right now, how could she obediently wait for Fu Xuanlin to calm down.

"Husband, you shouldn't have seen something you shouldn't have seen, why did you blush like this?"

Zhan Xinglan asked with great concern.

The soft delicate body squeezed into Fu Xuanlin's arms at once, and then took advantage of the situation to sit on Fu Xuanlin's lap.

The two arms wrapped around Fu Xuanlin's neck, and they leaned close to their lips and whispered in his ear.

"Tell me honestly, what did you see?"

Fu Xuanlin stiffened as he watched Zhan Xinglan invade his realm step by step, but he always clenched his hands into fists and did not touch her.

Although he kisses and hugs Zhan Xinglan on weekdays, the two of them are in this position now, and Fu Xuanlin is really difficult to restrain his impulsive behavior.

If he scared Zhan Xinglan, he would be distressed.

"Lan'er, you go down first."

"I don't want it, it's normal for you and me to be so close to each other."

After saying that, Zhan Xinglan tilted his head and kissed Fu Xuanlin's hot ear fiercely.

This pro is terrible, and the last line of defense that Fu Xuanlin worked hard to build was also broken by Zhan Xinglan.

"Okay, that's what you said."

Fu Xuanlin raised his hand and grabbed Zhan Xinglan's slender waist and embedded it in his arms, and the other arm was strong enough to hold her horizontally.

In an instant, Zhan Xinglan rose into the air, and was immediately gently placed on the bed by Fu Xuanlin.

The long body pressed against Zhan Xinglan's body, and the two little hands were imprisoned by Fu Xuanlin, and the ten fingers were interlocked, unable to resist at all.

"Xuanlin, I was wrong。。。。。。 Hmmm。。。。。。"

A savage and tender kiss invaded the red lips.

Zhan Xinglan gradually indulged in this ambiguous lingering.

I don't know how long it took, Fu Xuanlin gasped and let go of Zhan Xinglan.

But just when Zhan Xinglan thought it was over, two rows of white Hao teeth suddenly bit Zhan Xinglan's pink lower lip.

"You're a dog!"

"This is punishment for you for molesting me."

After speaking, Fu Xuanlin let go of Zhan Xinglan's hand and dragged her up from the bed.

"It's not too early, I'll go back to the palace first, and I'll accompany you tomorrow."

Zhan Xinglan was a little confused.

Usually two people are ambiguous to this point, shouldn't they move on to the next step?

This Fu Xuanlin doesn't play cards according to the routine!

"Wait!"

"What's wrong? Lan'er, is this reluctant to me?"

"You.

。。。。。 Why...... Why don't you 。。。。。。?"

Zhan Xinglan was hesitant, and he didn't know how to say the doubts in his heart.

Could it be that she is not beautiful enough? So that Fu Xuanlin didn't feel that way at all?

Who knew that Fu Xuanlin touched Zhan Xinglan's head and smiled gently, "Our first time should not be so hasty, it must be unforgettable, so that you will never forget it for the rest of your life." So, even if I really want you now, I'll restrain myself."

"I see, I thought it was 。。。。。。."

"Why?"

"It's nothing, it's not early, you can go back quickly."

"Be careful when I'm away. But recently, the prince has been busy arguing with me about organizing the Mid-Autumn Festival Night Banquet, and he can't afford to harass you if he wants to."

Fu Xuanlin kissed Zhan Xinglan's forehead.

"Okay, I'll go first, you can take care of yourself."

It's obviously a newlywed couple, but they are forced to live in a separate room.

Zhan Xinglan sighed as she looked at the empty room.

It's only the second day, and she wants to go back to the palace, how will she spend the next ten days.

However, when I saw Yue Hou today, I suffered a lot of crimes, and I was relieved of the hatred in my heart.

At present, Fu Xuanlin and Fu Tingxuan are fighting for the right to run the Mid-Autumn Festival night banquet, and Ke Xiang and those old ministers will definitely advocate the prince's handling of the night banquet on the grounds of the prince's status as the prince.

Fu Xuanlin wants to overpower Fu Tingxuan against public opinion, I'm afraid it's not easy.

Zhan Xinglan's thoughts flashed, and he suddenly remembered that in this deep palace, there was another person who was closely related to Fu Xuanlin.

It was getting late, and the orange-yellow sunset was half blocked by the palace wall.

The spotless courtyard is planted with a variety of flowers and plants, which are in this quiet corner, greedily enjoying the last sunset bath.

A slender and pretty figure quietly walked out of the hall.

Chu waist and sideburns, long and jade.

The years have passed, but it seems to be extraordinarily lenient to the beauty.

There was not a trace of wrinkles on the goose-egg-shaped face, and the beautiful face had a cold temperament.

At this time, a palace maid stood in front of the temple door nailed by wooden planks with a food box.

Knock Knock Knock –

"Concubine Chun, the servant has come to bring you dinner."

Bai Rongyue stepped forward when she heard the sound, and opened a small door at the bottom right of the hall door that could only accommodate food boxes to enter and exit.

"Yeqing, the portrait I asked you to find last time, have you finished drawing?"

"It's done."

Nightgreen looked around and made sure there was no one nearby before she pulled out a portrait from under her skirt.

The portrait passed through the temple door and was handed to Bai Rongyue's hand.

"Sure enough, it was An Ge's daughter, and like An Ge, she gave birth to a world-class appearance. It's just that between these eyebrows, there is a little more perseverance, no wonder my family Lin'er is moved."

Bai Rongyue looked at Zhan Xinglan's portrait and couldn't help but admire.

Time flies, a hundred turns.

Bai Rongyue seemed to see Tang Ange when he was young on this portrait in an instant.

"Rongyue, come quickly."

"Ange, you run slower, I can't keep up with you."

Green mountains and green trees, flowing water and fragrant grass, two pretty and bright girls who are not familiar with the world run hand in hand in the sea of flowers.

When they were tired of running, the two of them put their eyes down and rested by the stream with their backs to back.

"An Ge, what kind of Langjun do you want to marry in the future?"

"Naturally, he is a handsome hero who stands up to the sky and the earth."

"I heard that Master Tang is planning to tell you about your family, your reputation as the number one stunning talent in the capital has attracted many well-known Langjun to come and ask for marriage."

"I don't like any of them."

"Oh? So, you already have a sweetheart in your heart? Tell me, who can pry into the rock-solid heart of our Tang lady?"

"I can't tell you yet, but I'll tell you after I ask him what he thinks."

"Oh, you tell me. Good sister, tell me."

"Come after me, if you can catch me, I'll tell you."

Two young women shuttle through the picturesque mountains and rivers, everything is so beautiful.

But now, it is a matter of things and people.

Bai Rongyue breathed a long sigh of relief, and the half round of orange and yellow also fell into the sky.

The moon is shining, and Zhan Xinglan walks in the palace.

The palace walls and the ground were whitened by the moonlight, and Zhan Xinglan's shadow fell on the ground and was stretched long.

Zhan Xinglan is not familiar with the terrain in the palace, and if he wants to quietly find the residence of the pure concubine, he must come out in the dead of night to find it.

But there are so many palaces, the devil knows where the Penglai Hall is.

Zhan Xinglan walked for a long time, but he never found Penglai Palace.

Just as she was very deflated and was about to go home, a woman's cry frightened Zhan Xinglan.

"Who!"

The crying stopped abruptly, but there was still a faint sob.

Zhan Xinglan is not afraid of the earth, but he is afraid of ghosts.

She poked her head in the direction of the source of the sound.

I saw the man behind the bush come out with tears in his eyes.

"Seventh sister? How are you?"

The two of them went all the way back to the Purple Smoke Pavilion.

The candle flame shone on the faces of the two of them.

Zhan Xinglan poured Fu Yuexin a cup of tea, "Seventh Sister, why are you crying in the bushes outside Yirong Palace? Aren't you okay during the day? What the hell is going on?"

Fu Yuexin took a sip of tea, and her reddish eyes made her blue eyes even more beautiful.

"Today, some ministers raised the issue that I was the first queen of the Bomi Kingdom, and it was a great shame to be returned to the court. Now that the new king of the country has succeeded to the throne, according to the system of the Bomi rites, I should marry the current king of Bomi as a concubine."

"What! Anyway, you are also the stepmother of Xinjun, how can you marry Xinjun as a concubine?"

"This is true of the Bodhisattva system, and even if I am reluctant, I have to suffer this humiliation."

Speaking of sadness, Fu Yuexin cried again.

"What do you mean by the father and the concubine?"

"Just now, my father came to discuss with my mother, saying that I am a princess and princess, and as long as I still have a breath, I must continue to follow the etiquette of harmony. As a princess, I can't shirk my responsibilities from the moment I put on my wedding dress. My mother also persuaded me to do the same, although she is the princess of Kunxiong Kingdom, but if she marries her father, she is a person from the Han Kingdom, and even if she dies in the future, she can only make the virtuous concubine of the Han Kingdom."

"The country is stable, and it is necessary to accompany the burial of a woman's life."

Zhan Xinglan sighed, although he was upset for Fu Yuexin, he also felt that it was understandable.

After all, it is easier to use only one woman to exchange for the peace of the people than to step on blood and meet each other with soldiers.

No matter which dynasty or generation of emperors will make the same choice.

"I have been married to King Bomi for nearly ten years, and I am still in perfect condition. This is the last dignity of mine, and if I want to go back and marry the new king of Bowi as a concubine, I would rather die."

Fu Yuexin's expression was sad, and her peach-pink nails almost embedded blood in her hands.

"Seventh sister, don't do extreme things, maybe, I have a way to help you."