Something seemed to hit her in the heart, but Qian Xi didn't scold him for going too far.

He still had the familiar handsome face, except for the thinness he had seen a few times before, this time he was pale again, and there was a faint greenness between his eyebrows. He seemed to have a cough just now... It was the same person who used to be naked in front of her bed day and night, undressed.

Even though I had taken care of him, I had never seen a hint of haggard in his majestic and tall figure. What could be happening? Qian Xi's heart softened and she looked into Murong Yan's eyes as deep as the stars.

The man was concentrating on chasing her eyes, and the tenderness in his eyes actually contained a trace of satisfaction. His big hands clasped her waist, her pajamas were thin, and the heat was transmitted as if there was nothing. Murong Yan looked at her with no desire in his eyes.

|Color, breath calm.

No matter how unpredictable she is, Qian Xi should have figured out that Murong Yan pays so much attention to her, not because he has discovered any clues, but because he has seen it in her eyes since the first time they met again in Haitang Garden.

That feeling of familiarity.

Bai Yu longed for her eldest sister and refused to even call her sister when joking with her; Murong Yan was such a proud and noble person, in order to find a touch of illusory comfort, he did not hesitate to go to the boudoir twice at night...one, both.

Sincere love is unforgettable for her. Should she be happy or feel miserable?

Or should we find the right opportunity to tell him such unbelievable things as being possessed and reborn? But in this case, he would not let go! Now she is just a concubine, and her status is very different from his.

How many twists and turns are going to happen? Moreover, has she really decided to marry him as his concubine and continue their relationship? Flustered, Qian Xi always feels that there is an extremely important unfinished matter somewhere in her heart, which is holding her back.

She couldn't help herself.

With such a gentle expression on her face and a tender heart, she bit her pink lip and felt embarrassed. In Murong Yan's eyes, it was a touching invitation that she wanted to refuse but welcome. He pressed the back of her head and rubbed his thumb on her tender cheek, touching the place where he touched her.

It was warm and smooth. Her breathing became heavier and her eyes were dark. Murong Yan pressed her on the pillow and gently sucked on the shiny ear beads with his hand.

"Ah..." She exclaimed in surprise, Qian Xi loosened her teeth, her red lips were still red with tooth marks, slightly swollen.

The delicate kiss brought an indescribable comfort and pampering, and I didn't know whether it was a sigh or satisfaction. The sweet and soft touch evoked the long-dormant pleasure, churning and clamoring through every piece of skin, getting stronger and stronger.

She pursed her soft cherry lips and tasted it briefly, then pried open her teeth to grab it greedily. Her body still wrapped in the silk blanket was warm and childish, and her pretty face in front of her eyes was rosy and as bright as clouds. It was different from the time when her breath was like a thread and her life was hanging by a thread.

The slightest fear was replaced by the satisfaction of being able to have sex with him and teach him to have it safely.

The painful void in her heart seemed to be closing at a speed visible to the naked eye, so fast that it made people dizzy. Murong Yan pulled Qian Xi's small hand away from her heart, pressed it on top of her head, and pressed her more and more

Press harder.

When he had never met Wan'er before, he, like most princes, only thought of women as clothes, just for leisure and for spreading branches. As for his princess, she was a tool for marriage between powerful families, or maybe he

You can just find a neutral and non-controversial family and marry someone who is knowledgeable about books and etiquette to appease the emperor.

However, since that smart, tough, beautiful and tolerant woman walked into the softest and tenderest place in his heart, all his perceptions were overturned. He was as cold as ice and he also learned to be gentle and gentle, which never achieved his goal.

With a temper that never gives up, despite all kinds of desperation, he is willing to suffer and wait...

It is no longer the case that any woman can have sex with him by his bedside, and he only needs the one who loves her a lot in his heart.

Murong Yan seemed to feel that the heart of the little person under her was like a deer, and Murong Yan couldn't help but smile into her eyes. He was even more surprised at how soft and quiet she was today. He relaxed her sweet softness, and pecked her lips lightly with unfinished thoughts: "If you like it, I will come tomorrow

Take you into the house."

Magnet's bewitching murmur knocked Qian Xi awake. She looked at him with moist eyes, confused: "Enter the mansion? Why?"

Why? She asked him unexpectedly. Murong Yan looked at Qian Xi, who looked smart but dumbfounded, and felt powerless for a moment. He took her to the palace, so he was naturally favored, otherwise wouldn't he be allowed to climb the wall every night?

He curled his lips, smiled, and kissed her smooth forehead: "There is no one in my inner court, so I can allow you to be the concubine. In the past two days, I will ask Lu Chang to complete this matter."

With a happy spring breeze on his face, all the gloominess of the past few months was swept away at this moment. Murong Yan was actually somewhat glad that Qian Xi was from a humble background, which saved him a lot of trouble. He could take her into the house in a small sedan, and even Zong Zheng was nowhere to be found.

There is no need to report. As for those etiquette, Lu Chang will take care of it...

Unexpectedly, the person below her had already widened her eyes, and Shiji Qianxi was immediately frightened and furious.

When the wind from his palm hit, Murong Yan pinched her head, frowned and scolded her: "Where did you learn this bad habit? It's been more than half a year since you returned to the Qin Mansion, but you haven't learned the rules yet?"

The wrists were as white as snow, so slender that they seemed to break with force. Murong Yan was afraid that he might hurt her with force, but he caught a glimpse of the strings of red dendrobium seeds on her wrists, which were dazzling against Qishang Saixue's skin. Huai'an County was originally his fiefdom, so

How could he not know about the production of red dendrobium? Luo - Yun - Yuan, reckoning the days, it should be that just after taking office, the gift of love was sent back to the Eastern Capital.

Thinking of sitting outside the tent just now, watching Qian Xi sleeping on her arms, feeling so sleepy, and wearing this string on his hand, Murong Yan felt angry, and his eyebrows were gloomy: "Where did this thing come from!"

Hey, before I got angry, he kept asking questions! It was really confusing black and white, how could it be unreasonable!

Vaguely remembering that when she was sleepy last night, Lu Wu said that Luo Yunyuan brought her from Huai'an, Qian Xi immediately sneered at the corner of her lips: "The good young lady does not do anything, but goes to serve as the prince's concubine. Why does the prince think so?"

Are you going to abandon the trees for grass?"

"Do you want the concubine position?" Murong Yan's face turned cold, and the shadow of Qin Yuexi flashed through his mind. Could it be that the two sisters have the same idea...

"Your Majesty is wrong! The choice of marriage is up to your parents." Qian Xi looked at him with a smile, and did not hesitate to add fuel to the fire: "Cousin Luo and Qian Xi are the mother's choice, and they plan to get married, otherwise the Prince would think that this

Can things that are given to you privately be sent to the prime minister's house in a grand manner?"

The delicately carved red dendrobium seeds on the jade wrist were so bright that Murong Yan was filled with rage, but he couldn't bear to blame her; the warm fragrance of the soft jade was still in his arms, and he listened to her sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and she tried her best to ridicule her.

I can't bear to let go of things.

There was a surge of blood in his heart, and Murong Yan stood up suddenly, avoiding the window and coughing with his hands. After adjusting his breath several times, the cold and sweet smell was suppressed, and the green air between his eyebrows became strong again.

Leaning over the couch, Qian Xi was stunned. After a few words, she became so angry. Is this the same young general who stood behind the deer gate with the Di Rong barbarians holding swords and overwhelming the sky? He was panicking for no reason, and all his annoyance was thrown into the back of his mind:
Chapter completed!