Zhao Chengyuan left the Prince's Mansion, carried the lantern, and paced back to the Jin Palace.

He walked down the street, measuring the distance between the two provinces step by step. The lantern emits a dim yellow light, and there is a faint floating agarwood.

The candle was re-installed by the prince, and when he lit it, he found that Zhao Chen had transformed the lantern. The bluegrass he drew on the red gauze was covered with a cute rabbit, and only the "peace" written by Youning was retained.

Zhao Chen also fixed a small and delicate copper candlestick on the base of the lantern, and the candlestick was inserted with self-extinguishing incense candles. The bottom of the candle is filled with water and it will automatically extinguish when it burns out, so that you will not accidentally burn the lantern.

This is just a lantern written by Youning, but the prince treats it as a treasure and takes great pains.

The prince's words echoed in his ears over and over again.

"What you do for her, Lone can do. What you did for her, you can't do it all. Uncle Seven Emperors, he came back with the rebirth of Gu and Youning, and if you didn't come back, you lost. ”

"After all, you chose the world between the world and Youning, and abandoned Youning."

"Youning resents loneliness, loneliness has nothing to say. But how much better are you than being alone? ”

The prince's accusation was right.

Whether it is for the sake of righteousness or the common people, he owes too much to Youning after all.

He didn't recognize her when she was in danger, he didn't rescue her when she was trapped in the prince's mansion and suffering, and he didn't follow her tragic death. He allowed her to run out of oil at a young age, and she would not die well.

Youning never mentioned it, never complained. Youning is reluctant to hurt the people she approves, and she is not willing to think about it.

But he couldn't let go of it in his heart.

When the Jin Palace, he had been gone for only two quarters of an hour.

The distance between the two mansions is so close, even if he was less in the capital in his previous life, but there was always a time, why didn't he go to see her and save her?

Ye Chang limped out of the mansion, looked at the lantern in the prince's hand, and burst into tears.

The prince still values him, this is to go to the prince's mansion to find a field for him, right?

"Lord Wang, come to carry the lantern." Ye Chang said and reached out to pick it up.

Zhao Chengyuan gave him the lantern, "Burn it." ”

"Don't you want it?"

I'm finally coming back!

"Don't."

Zhao Chengyuan entered the palace with his hands down.

Ye Chang looked dazed, looked down at the lantern in his hand, "Hey, how did the bluegrass become a rabbit?" The rabbit ate the bluegrass? ”

After Zhao Chengyuan bathed in the outer courtyard, he returned to Yongxi Hall.

There is a lamp left in the dormitory, it is the rabbit lantern that Youning got back last night, the little rabbit is round and well-behaved, lying quietly on several cases.

After Yu Ning retrieved the lantern last night, he put it aside and did not touch it again.

Or Ling'er took the lantern into the inner room, "Didn't the princess like rabbit lanterns the most before, she should always set them up in the room for a few days to meet the occasion." ”

Youning looked at the lantern and was silent for a moment, "Actually, I don't like rabbit lanterns anymore. ”

He couldn't help but think of the lantern that the prince changed, in his previous life, Youning had a rabbit lantern given by the prince.

The person on the bed was lying on his side, with a weak orange light on his cheeks, and his rosy lips pursed slightly, delicate and cute, like that little rabbit.

She was now more and more like before, when she was carefree, as if those hardships had not happened.

But the sorrow she suffered is still there, and the wounds in her heart will not be without scars even if they are healed.

Zhao Chengyuan changed his clothes and went to bed, and the little girl's hands and feet climbed over, curled up into his arms, sniffed his chest like a puppy, and sighed comfortably.

Zhao Chengyuan hugged her and said in a low voice, "You Ning, it's me who can't stand you." ”

"Huh?" Han Youning closed his eyes and asked in a daze, "What?" ”

Zhao Chengyuan helped her tuck the quilt, "It's okay." Go to sleep. ”

In the morning, Han Youning rarely woke up in Zhao Chengyuan's arms.

His eyes were heavy, and he looked at her for a moment, and he didn't know how long he had been looking.

Although it has been a year since she got married, she can't help but be shy when she is looked at by him like this and lying in his arms.

Seeing that he only looked at her but didn't speak, Han Youning's face was dyed a warm red, "Why didn't the prince go to morning exercise?" ”

The little man had just woken up, still a little nervous, and a little shy, and his voice was soft and glutinous, just like the glutinous rice cake dumplings that had just been taken out of the steamer.

Zhao Chengyuan's fingertips gently stroked the crimson of her cheeks, and her hand was soft and smooth.

He lowered his voice, "I don't want to exercise in the morning today, Youning, lie down with me for a while." ”

He folded his arms, took her into his arms, gently closed his eyes, felt her freshness, and the empty place in his heart was gradually filled.

His chest was hot, exuding a crisp purple bamboo fragrance, and the aggressive aura of a man, Han Youning tightened his whole body, and couldn't help but think about it more.

It's only been a few days, and he can't bear it anymore? Did the old hospital make the medicine work so long-lasting?

She struggled to poke her head out of his chest and looked at the morning light that came in through the cracks in the curtain, "Lord, it's not too early now......

Zhao Chengyuan whispered in her ear, "Be good, lie down for a while." ”

The heat blew to her neck, causing a fine shiver. The murmuring voice was mellow and beautiful, with a hint of affection and charm, like a feather, gently burrowing into her ear, tickling and tickling.

Han Youning's face was hot, and his heart was charming. In fact...... In the half year when he was greedy for joy before, she also thought it was very good, and she knew the taste of eating marrow, and she was naturally a little greedy if she didn't eat for a long time......

However, she suddenly remembered that the old house envoy had told her not to have sex for the first three months.

The charm in her heart was swept away, and she blushed and pushed his chest, "The old envoy said, be careful in the first three months......"

Zhao Chengyuan looked down, only to find that the little girl in his arms was blushing, and it was clear that she was already moved and emotional.

He couldn't help laughing, lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead, and without explaining, he followed her words, "Okay, then listen to Youning, I'll bear with it a little longer, and wait until it's three months old." ”

What do you say...... Really Meng Lang!

Han Youning got up with a red face, stayed away from him, wrapped in a quilt and glared at him, "Lord Wang's posture, do you want to have a good time after three months?" The day before yesterday, when Yu Niang came to deliver the rice balls, she could say that even if she could have the same room, she had to be careful, and her posture and movements were exquisite, such as ...... For example......"

Yu Niang's words were too explicit, she stopped talking suddenly, and the rest of the words couldn't be spoken.

Zhao Chengyuan looked at her with a smile, "Oh? Like what? ”

Han Youning stammered, quite inward-looking, "We...... When we women talk to each other, the prince doesn't have to listen! The prince will take less medicine in the future, and endure it if he can! ”

As she spoke, she crawled to the end of the bed and hurriedly put on her jacket.

Zhao Chengyuan leaned against the head of the bed, raised his head and laughed, and the depression in his chest was swept away.

(End of chapter)