432. Shot While Lying Down
After dinner, Leng Yuhan did not let the palace attendant accompany him. He came to Fengluan Hall alone and prepared to stay overnight. After Mo Yuzhuang's health recovered, this was the first time that Leng Yuhan stayed overnight in Mo Yuzhuang's dormitory.
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It was getting late, and Mo Yuzhuang had not yet gone to bed, so Nan Ming spread a chessboard on the small platform in the outer hall, with black and white chess pieces, left and right hands playing.
Mo Yuzhuang was concentrating on thinking about the chess moves and did not notice Leng Yuhan's arrival. Nan Ming saw it, bowed low and left the dormitory without making a sound, closing the door.
Leng Yuhan drank tea boredly and waited for a while. Her body felt numb from sitting. She couldn't help but stand up and walked to Mo Yuzhuang. With a hook of her fingertips, she lifted Mo Yuzhuang's chin and kissed her gently.
"Yan'er? When did you come?" [
After the kiss ended, and with a soft body greeting, Mo Yuzhuang put down the chess piece, hugged Leng Yuhan into his arms, and sat on his lap.
"Haha, am I here early?"
Putting his arms around Mo Yuzhuang's body, Leng Yuhan looked at the posture sitting on Mo Yuzhuang's body, and stood up awkwardly. The image of a woman in the shape of a bird is not very suitable for the status of a queen?
"Yan'er?"
The fragrance of the woman in his arms has not dissipated, but the warmth of the woman has left. Mo Yu put down a small amount of makeup and stood in front of Leng Yuhan, with his arms folded around his chest, his eyes slightly lowered, and his eyes radiating faintly.
, fell lightly on Leng Yuhan's body, surrounding and enveloping him, with inquiry in his mouth, and he grasped the right sense of urgency.
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In fact, what Leng Yuhan wanted to say was to give her some face and maintain the image of the queen? But, wouldn't it be even more shameless to say it like that?
"Um?"
Mo Yuzhuang stared at the panic on Leng Yuhan's face, and didn't say much. She just said one word very lightly and stared at it.
He stood there elegantly, tall and straight, handsome and elegant, with a breathtaking noble aura, his thin lips raised beautifully, a charming smile appeared, and his eyes seemed to be playing with something.
The ink is deep and bottomless, the black beauty is gorgeous, and the charm is like an evil spirit. It is impossible to see through, but you can't help but be fascinated by the wild darkness.
Unparalleled youth, unparalleled!
"Well, don't you think some actions are not suitable for me?"
Embarrassed by Mo Yuzhuang's gaze, Leng Yuhan avoided Mo Yuzhuang's gaze and sat on the couch, saying that he had no confidence.
"Isn't the emperor a woman?"
Suddenly, Mo Yuzhuang asked. Her beautiful face was still indescribably beautiful, but at this moment, there was a hint of doubt.
"What's the meaning?"
The question was unclear, and Leng Yuhan was puzzled.
"Yan'er, when you become the emperor, you are no longer a woman? Why should you change? You can't hold her? You can't touch her? You can't hold her in your arms? Then, what else can you do?"
After the woman ascended the throne, her body became more cold and stern, and she became more alienated from people thousands of miles away. Although Mo Yuzhuang didn't say it, she could feel it in her heart. The woman was becoming like the one before, before she was poisoned by the Nine Kings.
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"Me? Uh
Leng Yuhan was thinking about how to answer Mo Yuzhuang's question when he suddenly thought that this was not the purpose of coming to see Mo Yuzhuang tonight! Then he changed his words and said: "Yuzhuang, let's not talk about this for now. I have something to do.
I’ve come to invite you.”
"Oh? What's the matter?"
Is the topic of interruption more suitable to be discussed on the collapse? Haha~
Mo Yuzhuang followed Leng Yuhan's words without paying much attention, her doubts disappeared, she was as calm as still water, and her eyebrows were as light as the breeze.
"I want to take An Ruoyu back to the palace. Baoxi and Baoxuan are my children!"
After some thought and hesitation, Leng Yuhan finally decided to surrender to Mo Yuzhuang.
"Haha, is that right? The Emperor can decide for himself on the Emperor's matters. Why bother to ask Yuzhuang?"
His heart was as delicate as dust, and could not tolerate a woman's affectionate gestures. Mo Yuzhuang's eyes were dark, and when he looked at Leng Yuhan, the bitter taste was no longer calm.
"Yuzhuang, five? You allowed it, didn't you?"
In Dahuang Palace, there are no more than five men!
Leng Yuhan knew that Mo Yuzhuang would not disagree with this question, but it also meant harm.
"Yan'er, I need to explain."
Injury is bound to exist.
Mo Yuzhuang understands that Baoxi was born before Long Liang sent troops. But Baoxuan? When? Where?
"Three years ago, I took you to Xuanzhao to check on your health. On the eve of leaving, I was drugged in wine and kidnapped."
A night of turmoil stirs up the seeds of good things.
Without his knowledge, the seeds sprouted and grew, and Leng Yuhan felt that he was also a victim.
Chapter completed!