Author: Bai Ningyou

Yan Yuan was unable to get off the tiger, so he had to sit on the carriage.

The carriage was filled with a strong fragrance of flowers, which probably came from Concubine Xu.

She was as smokey as silk, with a faint body fragrance, and she looked like a demon concubine who had brought disaster to the country. No wonder those old ministers looked like they wanted to hang at the city gate. It turned out that after careful consideration, they felt that a coward queen would at least pay homage to the mausoleum.

A demon concubine is strong.

Yan Yuan sat down as far away from the two of them as possible and silently looked away. After the carriage started moving, she focused on the scenery outside the window.

The carriage quickly drove out of the Imperial City and entered the suburbs.

"Are you thirsty, Your Majesty? Do you need some wine?"

During the turbulence, the charming voice of the imperial concubine sounded.

Chu Ling remained silent, and Concubine Xu poured the wine on her own initiative, holding the cup and leaning on it softly.

"Your Majesty, the Queen is watching..."

Yan Yuan, whose name was called, turned back and found that Chu Lingchen's hand had already wrapped around Concubine Xu's waist. He turned his fingertips slightly, and Concubine Xu groaned softly, blushing and burying her head in Chu Ling's.

On Shen's shoulders.

Yan Yuan: "..."

Yan Yuan frowned when she heard Concubine Xu's messy breathing.

She was a little strange, Song Wan'er, the young lady of the county Cheng's family... When she left that year, she had seen her from a distance. She only remembered that she dressed plainly and spoke elegantly. How could she have turned into this in just three years?

appearance.

Could it be that Chu Lingchen...that thing in the room...is so remarkable?

Yan Yuan glanced at Chu Ling's deep blue-grey eyes and was silent for a while.

She finally understood why the old man outside saw her as if he had seen a savior. If this couple of bitches were allowed to go to the imperial mausoleum and moan, the coffin boards of the ancestors of the late emperor would not be able to hold them down.

Yan Yuan just looked at it curiously. Chu Lingchen seemed to sense something. She raised her head and Yingying glanced at Yan Yuan.

The cold gaze rested on Yan Yuan's face, with a touch of mockery in his eyes.

That look again.

Yan Yuan felt that her fists were beginning to itch.

Whenever this bastard looks at someone like this, it means that the old man has bad thoughts at this moment, and he will not give up until he is played until he becomes angry.

But she didn't mess with him, right?

After meeting her this time, she didn't do anything!

"Your Majesty...concubine..."

Seeing that Chu Lingchen hadn't moved for a long time, Song Wan'er straightened up slightly and placed her soft lips on his neck carefully.

There was a cold feeling under his lips and teeth, but an unprecedented restlessness arose in Song Wan'er's body, and he couldn't help but let out a slight moan from the bottom of his throat.

She has been waiting for too long, and this is the closest she has been to him in years.

Although there was a reason for the incident, after all, her lips and teeth were related to each other. Even in a barren land, her face was rarely treated rudely by anyone. I don't believe that he didn't have any emotion at all.

Song Wan'er's lips and tongue stretched upward, and the soft moisture was about to touch the corners of Chu Lingchen's lips.

At the last moment, she still didn't dare.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Chu Lingchen quietly, but found that he was looking over her shoulder and looking at the person at the other end of the carriage.

Yan Yuan.

Song Wan'er lowered his gaze and felt a suffocating feeling of hatred in his chest.

Even though she knew that they had no friendship or feelings, just because she was Yan Zhou's daughter, she was still easily... more important than her.

"How long will the Queen continue to watch?"

In the silence, Chu Ling's calm voice sounded.

Only then did Yan Yuan realize that she had been staring blankly for a long time, and she immediately looked away in embarrassment.

Sorry, I'm preventing you from taking off your clothes.

You go on, just treat me as a mushroom.

Yan Yuan silently cursed in her heart, and suddenly the spark of electricity in her mind reminded her of something she had forgotten: She actually forgot about his uncle, she was obsessed with Chu Lingchen!

She has been "secretly in love" with Chu Lingchen for a long time. Even if she is cowardly, she should not be unresponsive.

Doesn't this prove that she is just faking it?

what to do?

Yan Yuan was impatient and did not dare to take out the bottle of medicine prepared by Chen Niang that would make her cry when she smelled it. But she really couldn't cry. She didn't bring melon seeds to see if she had restrained herself...

what to do?

Chu Ling looked at Yan Yuan with a half-smile.

The only solution for now is to make a desperate move!

Yan Yuan was heartbroken, suddenly covered her mouth and nose, opened the car curtain, and shouted in a crying voice: "Stop!"

The coachman responded by tightening the reins.

Before the carriage stopped, Yan Yuan hurriedly got off the carriage and ran towards the dense forest ahead.

"Your Majesty, what should we do?"

The coachman was stunned. He neither dared to chase nor abandon the coach easily, so he could only ask the king in the carriage.

"Stop and rest."

In the carriage, Chu Lingchen pushed Song Waner away and stretched out her hand to open the curtain on one side.

The sun was shining brightly outside. He sat in the shadow of the carriage and saw the warm sunlight shining on the girl's dancing orange skirt.

It's like it's glowing.

…

Yan Yuan ran for a long distance in tears before finally stopping with peace of mind.

She didn't know how long it would take for her to calm down from her tears, so she had no choice but to stretch out and find an unshaded place in the forest to bask in the sun.

There were insects and birds chirping all around, and there was a natural scent of pine wood in the mountains. Yan Yuan rested against the tree trunk for a while. She didn't know how much time had passed, but no one came to look for her.

You won't be left behind, right?

Although ordinary people can't do this kind of thing, Chu Lingchen can.

Yan Yuan silently cursed his ancestors in her heart and walked back shamelessly. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of something strange out of the corner of her sight, and she stopped unconsciously.

She looked up and saw that some of the bark at the top of the tree trunk in front of her had been peeled off with sharp tools. The pine scent she just smelled was due to the resin emitting from the wounds on the trunk.

These wounds are still very new, and not every tree has them, but only those tall and towering trees with less obstruction in front. There is such a tree every other distance, as if someone had been entrenched in the tree for a long time.

, constantly experimenting and adjusting... the range and accuracy of shooting.

This is where we have been practicing ambushes for the past few days.

This is the outskirts of the city, and there are very few cars and horses coming and going. What kind of person is worthy of such elites repeatedly practicing ambush?

There is only the current emperor, Chu Lingchen.

What a disaster star reincarnated!

Yan Yuan cursed in her mind, quickened her pace and turned back, and gradually she could smell a thin smell of coke. As she got closer and closer, the smell became stronger and stronger, and even flew into the air.

A trace of fly ash.

Oops.

Yan Yuan was worried. When he turned back, he saw a lot of charcoal from the campfire lying on the ground near the carriage. They were burning dead wood here. If there was an ambush, their position might have been exposed.

Is it really still too late?

Obviously no one came into the woods to look for her, but the motorcade stopped for no reason. Could it be that Chu Lingchen had been ambushed?

"Empress?" Someone among the guards spotted Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan ignored them. She looked around, and sure enough, there was a military tent on the ground not far away. She didn't care much, walked up and opened the tent.

Light and shadow intertwined, and the warm sun penetrated the dim tent.

The scene inside the tent was different from what Yan Yuan expected.

There was a wooden tub for bathing inside, and the tub was filled with hot water. At this moment, the tent was filled with mist, and Chu Ling was immersed in it. Her whole body was submerged in the mist, and only her thin and slender figure was vaguely exposed.

Upper body.

His bun was loose, his eyelashes were wet, and a few drops of translucent water dropped from his chin, sliding down his neck and dripping into the water as he moved.

Yan Yuan: "..."

She is not...a person who has never seen the world.

But now I came here with a blazing heart to save the emperor and protect the country, but suddenly I saw such a picture... of ice, muscle and jade bones, so extraordinary that I couldn't react for a moment.

The sun shines into the tent, and mist mixes with dust.

Chu Ling's cold voice sounded: "Get out."

Yan Yuan: "..."

Yesterday I saw everyone’s bubbles, pen refill~

I just found out that the author has something to say, so I will do a little survey. We will fix the update time in the future. What time do you think is more convenient? I will try to adjust it to a regular time.
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