A full moon hangs in the sky, and the night of the Zhongyuan Festival is bright and stuffy.

Shi Yong walked into the alley at the back door of the Wuling Pavilion and felt very nervous.

She was curious about Zhao Yin in her previous life, but she never had such a nervous moment. Could it be that Ah Shi brought her the feeling?

Shi Yong touched his beating heart and climbed into the wall.

When I made an appointment to meet at night, I was naturally shameful and she was very self-conscious.

But the first time I came to Wuling Museum, I couldn’t tell the difference between the east, south, west and north. What should I do?

The trees in the yard were shady, and unknown little insects called the night very quietly. Shi Yong frowned and went to the brightest place without hesitation.

...

The night is as thick as ink.

Zhao Qingwan tiptoed to push the door and hit Zhao Yinqi's eyes. He held the book in his hand and saw her coming in and her thick eyebrows slightly closed, with an unhappy expression.

"Princess Huaining has arrived, why is no one spread it?"

The maid from the guards outside the door knelt all over the ground, silent.

Emperor Zhao Qingwan was extremely arrogant and looked at the man with a gorgeous robe, raised his hand and shouted, "Everything goes down."

The guards were expressionless and did not move.

Princess Huaining's majesty was challenged and she couldn't help but feel annoyed, "No one heard my words?"

The candlelight sways, the Qilin three-legged copper stove is incense, the fragrance is faintly lingering, and the indoor and outdoor silence is dead.

Zhao Yin leaned lazily on the arhat chair, with a gorgeous robe and a tall figure. His fingertips casually passed through the pages of the book, and his eyes were as cold as water.

"go out."

"Yes." He responded in unison.

Go away neatly.

The door is closed.

Zhao Qingwan looked at Zhao Yinqingjun's eyebrows and his annoyance when he came disappeared. A faint sadness frowned between his eyebrows, and his little mouth pouted, feeling a little aggrieved.

"The Wuliang Khan came to deceive people too much. Before my grandfather's body was cold, they wanted the princess to marry him. How could I go to Manbang to marry him?"

"Your Highness comes late at night, just because of this?" Zhao Yin remained silent, his eyes slightly cold.

"Isn't this a big deal?"

"Your Majesty will decide on the marriage matter. It's getting late, I'll ask Xie Fang to send His Highness back to the palace."

Zhao Qingwan's face suddenly became cold, "Do you really have the heart to marry Mobei?"

"I can't decide the major affairs of the country."

Seeing that he was so cold, Zhao Qingwan bit her lip and suddenly felt a little embarrassed and angry.

I missed her as a princess of a country. She broke into the spirit-free museum regardless of her decent night, just to get a word from him. With just his words, she had the courage to fight with her father, but he didn't take her infatuation seriously.

Zhao Qingwan looked at his cold face and was greatly hit. Her expression became sad and pitiful, and her flat mouth became a little stubborn.

"No spirit, I'm twenty this year."

Zhao Yin's dark eyes were cold and cold, "Batu's great khan is thirty-two, and the hero is the world."

"No. They didn't want me, Shi Yong. It was the dead bad woman. Wuliang Khan came to learn about Shi Yong's death and deliberately humiliated his father and me."

"Yeah?"

Zhao Yin frowned slightly, "Oh."

The sound was extremely harsh, and a fishy smell suddenly surged from Zhao Qingwan's throat.

She raised her chin and asked coldly: "You have never thought of me in these years?"

"Your Highness, this is inappropriate."

"Zhao Wuzhi, you are still pretending that you have never married or taken concubines over the years, and there is not a single woman around you who serves you. How dare you say you are not waiting for me?"

Zhao Yin looked at her for a moment and frowned, "Your Highness has thought too much."

Zhao Qingwan felt even more unbearable when she refused like this.

She gritted her teeth, rushed over and squatted in front of him, and looked up at him.

"Wu Ting, look at me, I am Wan'er? Don't you like me?"

Zhao Yin was tense and expressionless, "Your Highness respects himself."

Self-respect?

This look of keeping people from thousands of miles away hurt Zhao Qingyuan's eyes.

"Okay. Don't like it, right? I let you like it." Zhao Qingwan said, and her finger suddenly reached out to the collar and pulled the tie. Her proud skin nourished from her wealthy nest was so white that it made the candlelight shy. After a few flashes, it turned dimmed.

At this angle, her exquisite curves are fully visible, and her fragrance is enough to make men lose their minds and forget their nature.

She hugged Zhao Yin tightly and placed her chin on his knees, "No spirit, I know you have me in your heart. I have been waiting for these years, no matter how much wind or rain is, I am laughing at you, just to wait for you to marry me, I..."

"Your Highness." Zhao Yin pressed her shoulder with both hands, pushed her out, and forced her to stand up.

"You should know what my relationship with you."

His unfamiliar voice hurt Zhao Qingwan's ears.

"So what?" Zhao Qingwan climbed his knees tightly and refused to leave. Seeing him frowning, her soft voice felt a little lost and crazy.

"Everyone knows that your surname is Zhao, but how many people know why your surname is Zhao? You are the commander of the Jinyiwei, the governor of the Five Army, and I am the princess of the current dynasty. If you marry me, who is not afraid of death, dares to gossip?"

"You know, I know. Your Majesty knows, Princess Baoyin knows it even more."

"I don't care." Zhao Qingwan's eyes were red, probably because she was so angry that she panted and reached out to pull Zhao Yin's belt, trying her best.

"So what if everyone in the world knows it? You are Zhao Yin, who are you afraid of?"

As autumn came, he didn't wear much, and his outer robe was loose on his body. With this pull, several crisscrossing scars on his chest muscles fell into her eyes.

Zhao Qingwan's eyes instantly turned red.

"This is a wound left for me, isn't it?"

She trembled her eyelashes and said that she wanted to touch her, her eyes were wet and helpless, and her indescribable madness.

"No spirit, I love you for years, I can't stand it anymore. I'm going to give up today and have to be with you."

Zhao Yin's black eyes were slightly deeper, and his tone became heavy, "Huaining. If you do this, I will not tolerate you."

Zhao Qingwan's heart was as if it was a knife.

Zhao Yin is a cold person, and he is ruthless to anyone, but how can he treat her like an iceberg?

"Then you call people. It's better to call everyone in and let them see what my relationship with you is. I don't believe that the father will cut off your and my head because of this."

Zhao Qingwan came up fiercely, snorted, and wrapped herself around him.

"Without spirit, can we cook raw rice and cook it well... My father will definitely follow me."

"Huaining!"

Zhao Yin pulled the black hair on her head, regardless of her painful moans, picked her up and threw it away without hesitation.

"Please respect yourselves."

Zhao Qingwan laughed.

"Self-respect? If it weren't for your father's interference, if it weren't for the ridiculous life experience, we would have been able to do it long ago. I'm your woman long ago, so why should I wait until today?"

"Not the spirit, you like me, you like me."

Xie Qingwan roared loudly, her beautiful face was crazy and distorted.

Zhao Yin was tall and straight, with his black eyes calm: "Go out."

Zhao Qingwan's cheeks were red, and tears came out of the corners of her eyes, "No spirit, can we go to find her father together? I told him, I don't care who you are, I just want to be your wife."

Zhao Yin was silent and walked over to pull the door.

Zhao Qingwan rushed up regardless and hugged his waist tightly from behind.

"Let's not quarrel, okay? No spirit. Let's go find the father and the eldest princess..."

She said and she cried, rubbing against his back randomly, her emotions almost lost control.

"No spirit, I want to forget you, I can't do it. I don't want to be a princess. You can't be a princess, why can't I be a princess?"

Seeing that he was unmoved, Zhao Qingwan was incoherent: "Let's elope, let's go to a place where no one knows."

Zhao Yin untied her hand hard and threw her away.

Zhao Qingwan unexpectedly took two steps back after a sudden force, and her slender clothes slowly slid down, and large areas of snow muscles were exposed to the air.

Bang! Just then, the window made a loud noise and something fell down.

Zhao Yin frowned and looked over, seeing Shi Yong who fell to the ground with the window, looking up at him.
To be continued...