Qingli's eyelashes trembled, but her arms hugged his neck tightly, motionless.

Although it hurt a little, it wasn't unbearable. Moreover, she longed to be in such close contact with him and couldn't bear to let him leave.

"Jiu'er?" Murong Che glanced at her in confusion.

Qingli's face was so hot that he could boil water, and he groaned: "You, just be gentle..."

Murong Che understood what she meant and smiled lowly, his chest vibrating with pleasure, which made Qingli even more embarrassed. He buried his face in his neck, wishing he could hide himself.

"Then I'll start."

He kissed her forehead and moved slowly tentatively.

The warm and tight tender flesh tightly wrapped him layer by layer. Every time he entered, it felt like he was being squeezed and pushed away. Every time he left, it seemed like he was being held tightly.

This extreme happiness made him want to rush around desperately, but he could only endure it.

Hot sweat slipped from his forehead, dripped on his strong chest, and rolled into invisible depths.

The initial pain was gradually replaced by a numbing sensation, and the limbs became limp and weak, like fried fruits that had just come out of the pan. One bite was so crisp that the crumbs fell off, and it was crispy to the bones.

"Archer..."

Qingli called his name softly, as if sending an ambiguous signal.

Murong Che looked at her charming look and knew that she had adapted to him, and gradually increased her speed. Finally, unable to control her savage nature, Murong Che started to collide rudely.

Opening and closing, every time it penetrated completely, reaching the deepest part of her soul.

Qingli's body was shaking like a flower beaten by a violent storm, and a broken moan escaped from his throat.

She was trapped in a small space, with the cold palace door behind her, his iron-hard body on her chest, and her nose filled with his masculine scent.

Occasionally when he collided, the rough scars on his chest scraped against her delicate snow breasts, and the slight stinging sensation made her unable to control herself.

Her body didn't seem to be her own, it was extremely sore and limp, and the limbs hanging on his body could not help but slide down. However, as soon as she slid down, her body would fall into the wolf's sharp sword, allowing him to penetrate deeper.

Qingli couldn't help crying and begged him for mercy.

But this kind of behavior seemed to arouse the animal nature in his bones, and his actions became more and more rough.

Qingli couldn't bear it and bit his shoulder while whimpering.

Murong Che was so stimulated that he trembled all over. After several thrusts, he thrust hard into her body. His body twitched and he gave her all his warmth.

He held her tightly and panted on her shoulder.

"Is it over?"

Qingli looked up at him, a little surprised, remembering the past few times when she was tortured to death by him. He has always been good at fighting and attacking, and he always made her cry and beg for mercy. It was the first time that it ended so quickly.

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Murong Che was also a little stunned, his black face turned slightly red, and he said: "I'm sorry, I haven't had sex in a long time, and I was too excited, so..."

Qingli's face also turned red.

What did he say? He said it as if she was very lustful and dissatisfied.

"I happen to be very tired and want to sleep..." She hugged him and hummed.

"Then let me take you back to sleep for a while."

Murong Che pulled himself out of her body, but some white filth came out and flowed down the roots of her legs. Murong Che's eyes went straight and his Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably.

After driving for more than ten days, Qingli was indeed very tired. He was afraid that he would still torture himself, so he hurriedly said: "Stop... my body really can't bear it anymore."

"Let me take you to the bathing hall to take a bath first."

Murong Che looked away with difficulty and quickly put on his clothes.

Qingli's clothes had been torn by him and he was determined not to wear them again, so he simply wrapped her tightly in his robe and carried her towards the bathing hall.

He met many little palace ladies along the way, and Qingli felt so ashamed that he hid his face in his arms and did not dare to come out.

Bathing in the warm soup, Qingli squinted his eyes comfortably and lay on the edge of the pool like a lazy cat.

The weather in Beijing is very cold, and now it's winter again, and the air is chilly.

There was no charcoal stove in the Shoukang Palace. They had just played a lot in the palace. Although their hearts were hot, their bodies were still a little cold. They felt comfortable after soaking in hot water.

Murong Che looked at the scene of this beauty taking a bath, and his body became hot again.

"You take a bath here first, and then go back to the dormitory to rest. I still have a lot of things to approve, so I'll go to Zhenghe Hall first." Murong Che simply ran away, as if there was some monster chasing him behind him.

Qingli looked a little confused.

She soaked in the water for a while, and when she felt she was ready, she went ashore and wrapped herself in a bath towel, ran barefoot into Murong Che's bedroom, threw herself on the bed, and fell into a sweet dream.

She is really too tired.

When I woke up, it was already night, and Xiyue had already led the palace people to light the palace lanterns.

Hearing the movement in the tent, someone in the palace quickly opened the curtain and hung up the bed curtain.

"Princess is awake?" Xiyue said with a smile, "Do you want to have dinner first?"

After sleeping for so long, I am indeed hungry.

Qingli got up from the bed, put on his clothes, washed his face and rinsed his mouth under the service of the palace servants, and then sat at the table to have dinner.

The table was full of her favorite dishes, and Qingli was a little surprised.

Xiyue smiled and said: "After the princess came back, the emperor specially sent people to Prince An's Mansion to report to the Queen Mother. By the way, he asked the Queen Mother what the princess likes to eat, and ordered the palace people to prepare it."

Qingli's heart felt warm and cozy.

Thinking of Queen Mother Xiao, she became anxious again, wishing for the wind to blow under her feet, and immediately rushed to Prince An's Mansion to see her mother.

Xiyue saw her thoughts and advised: "I know that the princess misses her mother very much, but it is getting late now and the palace door will be locked soon. It is not appropriate to go to Prince An's Mansion again. Why don't you go to see the Queen Mother tomorrow morning?"

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Qingli thought it made sense and nodded.

Since the dishes were all her favorites and Murong Che specially ordered the palace people to prepare them for her, Qingli ate quite comfortably.

After eating, Qingli wiped his lips with a handkerchief and asked, "What big things happened in Beijing recently?"

Xiyue is the aunt in charge of the Daming Palace. She serves Murong Che closely, so she should know a lot of things.

"Some big things have happened in Beijing recently. The most important one is that Prime Minister Cai conspired to rebel, trying to force the palace and assassinate the emperor." Xiyue picked up some things she could tell and told Qingli, "But the emperor had already issued a secret order to Prince Yan.

, ordered him to lead troops to lurk outside Shangjing City, and resolved the crisis in time. After the rebellion failed, Prime Minister Cai escaped under the protection of several dead soldiers, and his whereabouts are still unknown. Inside the palace, the emperor ordered the imperial concubine to be placed under house arrest."

Qingli bit her chopsticks in confusion and asked, "What about my brother?"

Xiyue thought about it and said, "Although His Highness Prince An is close to Prime Minister Cai, His Highness Prince An did not participate in this rebellion, so the princess is safe and sound. Just relax."

Qingli finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiyue thought of the woman who lived in Jingxinyuan and frowned slightly. She wanted to say something, but she was afraid that Murong Che would blame her for talking too much, so she didn't speak.

"Princess, the Emperor treats you sincerely. During the days when the princess was missing, the Emperor had trouble sleeping and eating, and he lost weight. He had to ask if there was any news about the princess every day, which annoyed the Imperial Preceptor.

Xiyue looked at Qingli and said, "The emperor treats the princess sincerely. I hope the princess will not let you down."

Qingli couldn't help but feel distressed after hearing this. He must have suffered a lot during the days when he disappeared, right?

"Don't worry, aunt, I will certainly not let him down."

Xiyue said with a smile: "I am a servant. I shouldn't talk too much about these words, but I have watched the emperor grow up, so I just relied on my old age and said a few more words. I hope the princess will not take offense."

"Auntie, you're welcome."

Xiyue had served Murong Che for many years and was trusted by Murong Che. Although she was a servant, she was considered half an elder to Murong Che.

Her concern for Murong Che should be sincere.

Qingli could feel the change in Xiyue's attitude towards him. In the past, Xiyue probably didn't like him very much, but now he was so close to him, probably because Murong Che liked him and loved Wujiwu.

"Uncle Emperor, is he still approving the book in Zhenghe Hall?" Qingli asked.

Xiyue said: "In the first year of the emperor's accession to the throne, Enke is open, and he has a lot of things to do. The princess should go back to bed and rest first. If she is bored, I will order two books to relieve the princess' boredom. It is estimated that the emperor will be here soon.

I will go back to my dormitory."

Qingli frowned slightly.

It's so strange. When we were not together before, I didn't think much about him. Now that we have only been separated for a long time, I miss him so much that I wish I could be together all the time.

"I'll go to Zhenghe Hall to find him myself."

Qingli skipped to Zhenghe Hall, stood at the door of the hall and slightly poked his head out, and saw Murong Che sitting in front of the imperial case, reading the memorial.

"Why did you come here suddenly?" Murong Che raised his eyes and glanced at her.

After being discovered, Qingli stuck out her tongue coquettishly, ran over and sat next to him, hugged his arm and said, ", so I came here to see you."

This sentence pleased Murong Che. He kissed her hard on the face and said, " too!"

"Why are you still reviewing the coupons so late?"

Murong Che hugged her into his arms and said, "I've been busy lately and there's nothing I can do about it."

Qingli raised his head to look at him, and sure enough he saw a faint greenish tint in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

"Shall I read the booklet with you?"
Chapter completed!