"Whatever he wants." Zhou Chuwan didn't care, he simply bent down again to pick Lin Qingluan up from the bed, and took her to sit on the edge of the collapse, not caring about Shangguan Yan who was sleeping crookedly.

Lin Qingluan also leaned on him tightly, pillowed on his shoulder, and sighed after sitting down.

Zhou Chuwan pinched her chin and let her look at herself: "What are you sighing for?" ”

"Nothing." Lin Qingluan didn't want to talk about those things either, so as not to worry both of them.

She cheered up, touched Zhou Chudui with a pair of small hands, and said with a smile, "Why are you like that willow bud, it's good as soon as the weather is warm." ”

"Well, feel it out?" Zhou Chudu's eyebrows bent, and he moved slightly, "You can feel it after touching it so many times?" Don't look for more places to try? ”

“…… Phew, shameless. Lin Qingluan was not too shy now, and only scolded him with a smile.

But having said that, neither of them is actually in the mood to do anything. Lin Qingluan had just cried once, and she knew that Zhou Chuwan just wanted to tease her and make her feel better.

She lazily lay in Zhou Chudu's arms, poking her fingers at his chest, and felt amazing: "Why is your flesh so hard?" Is it really so different between men and women? ”

Lin Qingluan touched herself, and she was soft everywhere, but Zhou Chudu, no matter how sick and thin she was, now that she was getting better, she still felt hard.

Zhou Chuwan grabbed her hand and didn't allow her to mess around again, and if she touched it again, he couldn't guarantee what would happen.

Holding Lin Qingluan's soft hand, Zhou Chuwan's heart also softened, he hesitated for a while, but still asked, "Ah Luan......"

But he didn't finish.

Lin Qingluan looked like he couldn't sleep, lying on his chest, a pair of swollen eyes that were crying were already half-closed, and when he heard his words, he only "Huh?" It seemed that before he could respond, his eyes were completely closed.

Zhou Chuwan relaxed his movements even more, only quietly held her shoulders and lay down on the couch with her.

Originally, it was a small couch that Lin Qingluan was lying on and was not spacious, but at this time, with a big man like Zhou Chudu, it was even more crowded. He leaned over halfway and carefully hugged Lin Qingluan in his arms, just like the day they first met.

Time flies, and a year has passed.

And think about it again, it's only been a year, but he's already ...... completely sunk, and even had to hide a little bit on weekdays, not daring to be seen by Lin Qingluan, lest he feel that he was too unstable.

Zhou Chuwan was churning here, and there was a man's dream cry not far away, he couldn't help but be irritable, and then the face of the person in his arms couldn't help grinding his teeth.

He has countless ways to make the emperor no longer turn over Lin Qingluan's brand, and he also has thousands of ideas so that even if he flips the brand, he can't enter Wan'an Palace.

But no.

Zhou Chudui understood Lin Qingluan's thoughts, she wanted the holy grace, and she wanted more holy grace than everyone in the harem.

She needs the emperor to come and spend the night to ensure the status of the imperial concubine in the harem - in this harem, position and honor are indispensable.

Looking at Zhai Hanjing, you can know that if it weren't for the support of the Zhai family and the eldest prince, the queen at this time would be like an empty shell, even if talented people and others disrespected her, no one cared about it.

Zhou Chudui let out a deep breath in his chest, and pulled Lin Qingluan into his arms again.

What else can I do? Naturally, she followed her wishes, followed her heart, and asked Yu An to mention Lin Qingluan in front of the emperor every once in a while to ensure that she would be favored in the harem.

But it can't be true.

He tried hard and planned all kinds of things, but he still couldn't pass the level in his heart.

I really want to let the imperial concubine fall out of favor directly......

is locked in the cold palace, and no one can see her except him.

Wait another year—no, half a year, he will be faster, and when everything is calm in the south and the northwest is gradually enveloped, then the change of the throne will not cause any turmoil.

Zhou Chuwan could see that Lin Qingluan had no feelings for the emperor and didn't care about the throne, but she still cared about Dasheng, or the people of Dasheng.

Since she cares, he can only be patient, a little bit of grinding.

Otherwise, according to Zhou Chudu's previous thoughts, where can he care whether the government and the opposition are shaken or not, Dasheng is healthy and unhealthy, if he has soldiers in his hands, he can go north directly with iron hooves, and if he is happy, he can also take the emperor's head directly.

He used to think like this, when he was young and not good at hiding, he was inadvertently overheard by Zhou Zhao's thoughts, and it was then that Zhou Zhao gave birth to the idea of handing over the military power and taking him back to Beijing.

Zhou Zhao also cared about Dasheng and the people, and was afraid that he would really do something, so he decided to return to Beijing and trap him in the capital and in the Hou Mansion of Annan.

Zhou Chuwan also recognized it at the time, and was ready to leave it like this, but providence made people know Lin Qingluan again......

That's what God meant, and Zhou Chuwan just followed the trend.

It's a pity that his movements can only be quiet, and it is not easy to be discovered by Zhou Zhao, and he is sad in winter, so the progress is so slow, and he is really anxious.

All parties are constrained, but fortunately, he can still hug her into his arms.

It's not too bad.

Zhou Chuwan persuaded himself and stopped caring about the people sleeping in bed. He hugged Lin Qingluan like this, shrunk aggrievedly on the small couch, rubbed her forehead and closed his eyes together, and rested for a while.

Before dawn, Lin Qingluan was woken up by Zhou Chudu.

"He's waking up...... I was indeed a little reckless last night, you can see if you can explain, if not, I will drop a teapot, and Zhou Ping will light the magic incense in time. Zhou Chuwan whispered.

Lin Qingluan shook her head, and when she woke up, her crying eyes were still swollen, but her mind was much clearer.

She was eighty percent sure that she could explain it to Shangguan Yan, and as well as the guarantee that Zhou Chuwan gave her, she was not too worried.

There was already a faint voice in the window on the other side of the corridor, Zhou Chuwan gently stroked Lin Qingluan's hair, didn't say anything, and left first.

Lin Qingluan took a deep breath and quietly went to bed and turned inside-it was only at this time that she found that Shangguan Yan was leaning on the edge of the bed like that, with his legs even under the bed, and slept crookedly all night.

…… Well, it should be fine.

Lin Qingluan didn't care too much, but he still lightly helped him adjust his posture, then lay on the inside, and gently pushed Shangguan Yan: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's time to get up." ”

"Hmm," Shangguan Yan also seemed to feel uncomfortable, so he automatically moved his body, turned over and hugged Lin Qingluan, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Luan'er." ”

"It's a concubine, the morning is almost here." Lin Qingluan half sat up, naturally slipped off Shangguan Yan's arm, she smiled and pushed him again, "Your Majesty? Why are you still in bed today? ”

"I'm up." Shangguan Yan said this, but he never moved.

Lin Qingluan changed his worried tone and said, "Has the emperor been particularly tired lately?" The concubine saw that you suddenly fell asleep last night, and you can't get up this morning, so the emperor still has to rest more. ”