Qingli dodged in panic.

But Murong Che no longer allowed her to escape and asked persistently: "Tell me, do you like my kiss?"

Qingli had nowhere to escape, and finally blushed, closed his eyes, and let out a "hmm" like a mosquito.

"I like kissing you, too."

Murong Che stared at her eyes quietly, with affection in her eyes, as if it was so thick that it could not be melted.

Qingli suddenly felt collapsed.

All the disguise and disguise, pretending to be indifferent, and all the resistance and escape collapsed at this moment. The desperately suppressed feelings could not resist his gentle eyes and touching love words.

She hugged his neck and cried bitterly.

"Uncle Emperor, I like you, I like you..." She heard her panic crying.

Everything happened next was vague.

She felt him kiss her tears gently, her cheeks, her chin, ears, and then her neck, and then her way down...

The laces in his clothes were untied, and his broad and rough palms were put into his clothes, rubbing her soft breasts, and kneading her slender waist.

Subconsciously, she knew what she should refuse.

But his rough palms rubbed against her tender skin, causing a numb tremor. Her body seemed to be softened into a pool of water, attached to him, letting him do whatever he wanted.

She suddenly thought, just sink into the abyss of hell with him, and don’t care about anything.

The sudden intrusion of foreign objects between her legs made her frown in discomfort and panting quickly. Then, he leaned down and kissed her carefully, saying a few love words in her ear.

This feeling of being held in her hand and loving heart makes her feel sweet and her body feels particularly moved. The pain between her legs is no longer so severe.

So he began to rush violently and bumpy.

She was like a small boat floating on the sea, drifting in the storm, and could only make unconscious sobs.

"Uncle..."

When excited, she cried and called him.

But he kissed her earlobe and gasped, "Call my name."

"Ah, Archer..."

Her voice was broken, her red lips were slightly opened, her eyes were blurred, and her eyes were dyed with charm, which made him almost crazy.

Finally, after several quick sprints, he rushed into her deepest part and sprinkled all the hot seeds in. She screamed, hugged his neck, and climbed to the clouds of happiness with him.

Afterwards, Murong Che held her in his arms and pressed her tightly like two spoons, without a gap. They both had sweaty sweat just now, and felt very uncomfortable, but they couldn't bear to separate and insisted on sticking tightly like this, so they felt satisfied.

Murong Che kept kissing her ear and asked, "Jiu'er, did you like that just now?"

Qingli woke up now, so embarrassed that he wished he could get into the cracks in the ground, his face turned red, and he hummed and said, "It hurts..."

Actually, it doesn’t hurt much. Except that I didn’t get used to it at the beginning, I felt very comfortable later.

But Murong Che took it seriously, hugged her with heartache, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done this. You are too young. Let's wait two years, and in two years, I'll give me a baby."

Qingli felt sad when he thought of the lost child.

"I'm sorry, Jiuer, I felt very painful for losing that child, but I was..." Murong Che didn't know how to explain.

Qingli said lightly: "At that time, you thought that child was a sinister and could not be born, right?"

Murong Che just kissed her face and kept saying sorry.

"Jiu'er, we will have children in the future. Can you forgive me?"

Qingli suddenly shed tears.

Forgive me? What qualifications do she have to forgive him? When she first learned about the child, she also asked Mama Zhao to have an abortion pill. She originally planned to not have that child.

Murong Che wiped her tears in panic and said, "Don't cry, Jiuer, we will have many children in the future, okay?"

"Um."

Qingli plunged his head into his arms.

"In the future, when there is no one, you are not allowed to call me the emperor, but my name." Murong Che hugged her with satisfaction.

Qingli looked up at him, smiled brightly, and called out, "Arche."

The smile spread in Murong Che's eyes, like the first spring flowers, a romance.

The two hugged quietly without saying a word.

Suddenly, Qing Li thought of Murong Che's arrow injury and was anxious to check it out for him.

But Murong Che said, "No need to look at it, it has already cracked. We... were too intense just now."

Qingli was shy and worried, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, but I feel very happy." Murong Che hugged her and kissed her on the face again.

Qingli felt sweet in his heart, and his mouth was greasy in his arms.

It was not until the sunset that Murong Che helped Qingli up and planned to get up and return to the camp.

Murong Che was dressed well, so he just needed to lift his pants, tie up his clothes and tie his belt and finish it. However, Qingli was stripped away by him, and only a bellyband was hung crookedly on his body, and his clothes were scattered on the grass.

Even though the two were so close, she felt embarrassed to wear clothes in front of him.

Qingli pulled his bellyband down, covering his shame, and said, "Turn around, I want to wear clothes."

But Murong Che was very familiar and said enthusiastically: "I'll help you wear it."

So, after another chase, Qingli was tragically attacked by countless salty pigs, and the tofu was eaten all over, and then he barely put on several summer shirts.

On the way back, Qingli was bullied and pouted and refused to pay attention to him.

Murong Che said all the good things and said a lot of sweet words before he finally coaxed her.

Qingli smiled and handed him the small porcelain bottle in his hand, saying, "This is the antidote to Huagong San, given by Xiahou Ze."

Murong Che took it over, put it in his arms, intending to go back and let the military doctor test it. When she saw that she was holding a small box in her hand, she asked, "What is that?"

"It was also given by him. I once had a miscarriage of blood and had symptoms of deficiency and cold. This medicine should be used to nourish the body." Qingli guessed.

Symptoms of deficiency and cold?

Although Murong Che knew that the woman's body would inevitably be affected after a bloody collapse, since Qingli was taken back to Shoukang Palace by Empress Xiao, he could not even touch her finger and did not know much about her body.

It seems that when I go back this time, I have to take some good care of her.

"Don't ask for his things, throw them away!" Murong Che snatched the small box and threw it on the ground.

"What are you doing?" Qingli glared at him fiercely, quickly picked up the small box and hid it in his arms.

When Murong Che saw her hiding the small box in his arms, he felt even more unhappy when he remembered that she was kissed by Xiahou Ze today.

Qingli glanced at him and muttered, "A man with a small mind will not be sour to death..."

Murong Che grinded his teeth in anger.

This girl, after just now, she actually rode on his head and made a fuss!

After returning to the military camp, the two of them got together all day long, quietly spreading their feelings, and while there was no one, they hugged each other and kissed each other.

As Qingli's personal maid, Cuiwei was the first to discover the ambiguity between the two, and her face turned green with fright.

"Master, princess, you, you and the emperor..."

Qingli lowered his head, was stunned for a while, smiled slightly, and said, "Cuiwei, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Cuiwei was still full of worries.

Murong Che stayed in Qizhou for another half a month. After finishing the final battle, he returned to the court.

Qingli was sitting in a pony carriage. Murong Che should have ridden a horse, but he also got into the carriage because of the arrow wound on his left chest.

Qingli curled his lips and said, the arrow wound on his left chest was no longer in trouble, and he still had to pretend to be sick. Didn’t he just want to be with her? Thinking of this, he was still sweeter for a while.

Along the way, the two of them were getting stuck together, so naturally they mixed oil in honey.

But Murong Che never touched her again. At most, he just kissed and touched her. On several occasions, she couldn't stand being flirting with her, so she hugged her with heavy panting and said, "Jiuer, you should grow up quickly!"

In fact, Qingli was deliberately teasing him, because he knew that he would not touch him, so he deliberately provoked him mischievously.

Seeing that he endured so hard now, she felt distressed and hugged him and said with tears in her eyes: "I'm sorry, I won't mess with you again in the future..."

"Or why do you help me touch it?" Murong Che suggested.

"No! You are not useless!" Qingli resisted resolutely, so disgusting!

Murong Che hugged her, pitiful, begging her, and said so much that Qingli was soft-hearted and obeyed him.

After helping him with it once, Qingli's hands were sore for two days. From then on, she really never dared to tease him again.

Along the way, Qingli was very lively, like a child, and liked to act coquettishly, but the closer she got to the capital, the more depressed she became, and she was depressed all day long and couldn't get excited.

"Jiuer, are you worried?" Murong Che asked with her in his arms.

Qingli nodded.

How can we not worry? He is her emperor uncle, but they did such a thing that goes against humanity without regard to the eyes of the world. They would suffer many rumors after returning.

Even though she was mentally prepared, she was still afraid that she could not bear the humiliation and insults.

"Even if we do nothing, there will be some trouble in the palace in my life. This malicious slander will never stop." Murong Che kissed her forehead, "Don't be afraid, no matter what, I will be in front of you."

"Um."

After a long time, Murong Che suddenly spoke, "Jiuer, do you regret it?"

"No, no regrets."
Chapter completed!