The candlelight flickered and slapped on people's bodies, reflecting Xiao Shuchuan like the remnant sun of the evening, and behind the half of the warmth, there was the coming, bleak night.

Yang Lingyu shrank in his arms, with a mixed tone: "The concubine just thinks that it seems like a dream now, but the concubine doesn't dare to be too happy, for fear that this dream will be broken." ”

She pulled his hand and put it in her arms, warmed each other excessively, and thought softly: "The concubine can get you to think, and her heart is already happy, where is it like you said, what is not a mother?" The concubine only wishes to have a small house, three meals without worry, and occasionally be close to you like this. ”

In a few words, she blocked Xiao Chuanchuan's plans and temptations, and forcefully pushed him into the expectation for the future.

"What's so hard about that?"

He just didn't reply to this sentence, and then with the force of his hand, Yang Lingyu only felt that the world was spinning, and the next moment his back fell into the quilt.

In the past, she couldn't warm her quilt, but at that time, it was heated by the emperor.

But in fact, Xiao Shuchuan didn't eat her set, and he set up a thousand pounds: "It's just that now I still need to go to Luoyang once, do you want to join me?" ”

Yang Lingyu felt the steady heartbeat of the person on her body, and pondered carefully in her heart, I don't know if he said this, whether he gave her a radish that was pulled by a hanging donkey.

Instead, she asked softly: "But how can the identity of a concubine be by your side?" ”

Xiao Chuchuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his deep voice waited for the seductive bewitchment: "It's true that the emperor can't take a woman around to show around, but Qin Cha can." ”

He pressed his body down, the warm breath of his body filling her breath.

Yang Lingyu's heart jumped violently twice, as if he was crocheting a trap for her to jump down willingly.

She didn't speak, but she didn't want to give up this opportunity to spend time with Emperor Wang Xi.

Xiao Shuchuan felt her acquiescence, and smiled and dropped his warm lips to her ear: "Madam, Lord He of Luoyang Daotai, have I ever seen you?" ”

He's talking to her again.

Yang Lingyu immediately put on a shy and happy appearance: "People are the fourth grade of the Tao, even the husband-"

Her voice paused, and then she changed her title: "Even Lord Ning only had the opportunity to meet Lord He a few times through Master Qian, and the concubine's status is humble and she is unworthy." ”

"Deserve it or not, I have the final say."

His voice was hoarse, domineering and domineering in his tone, and he leaned up, with the momentum of tearing her apart and crumbling her, and he was mischievous on her little bed, and he left a mark on her, as if he were betting on the silent bargain between them.

The room was silent, and the sound outside was extremely noisy, and as their movements gradually deepened, the noise became a little louder.

Yang Lingyu felt the secret happiness, but she couldn't help but think in her heart that the Ning family had lost an adult this time.

Just when Yang Lingyu was about to drown under his wave, Xiao Yuchuan suddenly receded, and while she was whispering, he leaned into her ear and asked, "Yu Niang, Lord Ning has been a little disobedient recently. ”

He mentioned it abruptly, but it made the heat on Yang Lingyu's body dissipate, but she still twisted her waist and didn't say a word.

On the contrary, Xiao Shuchuan withdrew two points: "Yu Niang, do you have a way to make him obedient?" ”

Yang Lingyu thought, isn't it because of these uses that she can get him to treat him differently now?

She knew that now she had no weight in the emperor's heart, but she was just an ignorant woman who could be manipulated by love, but because of this, she wanted to show her usefulness in front of him, so that he could get some sweetness.

"Yes." She deliberately leaned into the emperor's ear and said in her lustful voice, "Do you know, what is the thing that a Lang Jun cares about the most? ”

She paused deliberately, and her fingertips drew circles on his back: "Fame and fortune all depend on fortune, which is nothing to say, but Lord Ning has a great fear, he ...... Don't lift it. ”