Huangfu Jin slowly turned around and looked at Wanrou, who was sleeping peacefully inside. A trace of desperation, confusion and love flashed through his eyes. He turned his back again and looked at the setting sun outside the window. He was stunned and handsome.
The face is overlaid with its myriad complex emotions.
Involuntarily, his voice with a touch of sadness sounded: "Why is there no best of both worlds in this world, so that I can live up to God but don't have to live up to you?"
Wanrou's body was lying peacefully on the bed, but her tears soaked a small area of the soft pillow. Her heart really hurt at this moment. Even though he misunderstood her and betrayed her, everything was still for her.
Because of this, she actually said those harsh words to hurt him.
The conversation between Han Mu and Huangfu Jin just now reached Wanrou's ears, including his emotional words, which were so powerful that they destroyed her heart wall, making her involuntarily want to let him in again.
once.
"Are you awake?" At some point, Huangfu Jin had opened the curtain and walked up to her. She was afraid that he would see her tears soaking the soft pillow, so she wanted to bury her head deeply into the soft pillow without saying a word.
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"Why are you crying? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Of course the sharp-eyed Huangfu Jin saw the wet soft pillow and immediately concluded that it was her tears. He was stunned for a moment, then knelt on one knee and nervously pulled her over.
body, wanting to see what happened.
Now that he had seen it, Wanrou simply stopped evading and allowed him to pull her body over. With a wry smile, she murmured: "I'm fine, I worry the emperor. But, it's just
It was just a nightmare."
"Nightmare?" Huangfu Jin obviously doubted her words. A nightmare made her burst into tears? Was it just a nightmare? Could it be that she woke up early and heard the conversation between herself and Han Mu?
Wanrou stood up, wiped the remaining tears on her face with her hands, pursed her lips, and asked Huangfu Jin coquettishly: "Your Majesty, can you hold my concubine for a while?"
Huangfu Jin's heart jumped suddenly at this moment, and his whole body was trembling with joy and surprise. Wanrou's request was something Huangfu Jin thought about day and night, so how could he refuse?
When he came back from his joy, he raised the corners of his lips, pulled her into his arms, and held her tightly.
Being held so tightly by him, Wanrou almost lost her breath and struggled slightly. But then, she felt his body trembling, his hot tears falling on her shoulders, and
He admitted his mistake full of regret and apology: "Wanrou, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
At this time, both of them were filled with the feeling of being lost and found. After hesitating, Wanrou's hand finally covered Huangfu Jin's back, giving him a response of holding her.
It turned out that she had inadvertently become so coveted for the embrace of the emperor, his good qualities, his bad qualities, and the smell of him. How could she still admit that she didn't love him, and how could she sever ties with him?
At this moment, how does he look like an emperor who is full of arrogance and overlooks the world? He is just an ordinary husband who expresses his true feelings to his wife; he admits his mistakes to his wife when he has done something wrong and hopes to be forgiven by her.
"I was the bastard before. I misunderstood you without knowing the facts, and I hurt you with my own hands... Day and night, I want to beg your forgiveness, but I am afraid that you will be cold-hearted again and again.
The words hurt my heart and made me breathless. I thought, if you give up on me, then I will really lose you. Wanrou, can you give me a chance?"
Wanrou admitted that she was completely disturbed by his words. Should she believe his words? Should she give him a chance? But his tears were so real and his apology was so real that she felt his love.
The intention was so obvious.
Seeing him holding her hand and kissing the wound on the palm of his hand, the hot tears falling down caused a slight pain in her wound, which spread straight to her heart, even tugging at her heart.
pain.
She still doesn't care about love, hatred, betrayal or forgiveness. Since she can't live without this man, why should she care about whose child he has, and why should she care that he has hurt her?
If you can't guess his sincerity or hypocrisy, then simply stop guessing. Anyway, the more people you care about, the less likely you are to guess. As a proud emperor, he is actually willing to beg and plead with himself in a low voice.
Forgiveness, what reason does she have not to believe and not to forgive this man who cares about her?
Wanrou decided to make a bet with her sincerity, betting that Huangfu Jin really loved and cared about her. Forgiveness was just a hug. It was simple, but it could restore two lost hearts.
"If the emperor takes Wanrou as your wife, how can we forgive or not forgive each other? After all, we have to live together for a lifetime, right?" Wanrou sighed, and in the end she couldn't help but forgive him.
After hearing what he said, Huangfu Jin laughed out loud, with a hint of crying, but a sincere smile. Without saying anything more, he directly knocked Wanrou down, and covered her lips with hers, thinking
To capture the charming fragrance of those longing lips.
Wanrou did not refuse, but slowly responded to Huangfu Jin's passionate and passionate kiss while wiping away the tears remaining in the corners of his eyes.
Huangfu Jin gently kissed Wanrou's earlobe, stimulating her sensitivity, but with a hint of lust, he whispered in her ear: "Believe me, there won't be another time."
Wanrou knew that the next time he was referring to was the harm to her, she immediately grimaced, opened her mouth and bit his neck fiercely. Even though it hurt, Huangfujin just clenched her teeth tightly, but
He dared to cry out in pain and silently endured the pain she brought to him.
After Wanrou finally breathed out, she put her hands around his neck, breathed softly, and said: "There is only one chance! If there is a next time, it will not be the emperor's turn to depose the queen, but the concubine will divorce her husband and leave the palace.
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"How dare you!" Huangfu Jin widened his blue eyes and roared. But he finally fell into Wanrou's tender kiss, and there was no need to roar. At this time, he was filled with the joy of regaining his body and mind.
, very happy.
"No..." After a round of fierce kiss, both of them gasped slightly. When his hand reached into her clothes, she quickly stopped him.
"Why?" Huangfu Jin originally wanted to be the overlord, but because he had just reconciled with her, he couldn't disobey her, so he asked with full of grievances.
Wanrou was also making excuses for herself, but Eunuch Fu's voice came from outside the palace: "Your Majesty, it's time for dinner." Wanrou smiled slightly, took the words and said to Huangfu Jin: "Because it's time for dinner!