If we talk about pampering, it seems that there is something missing between them, because after dinner, Yun Ziyou must return to his Jingxiao Palace and never stay overnight in Jingfeng Palace.
If you say it's not pampering, it doesn't seem to make sense. After all, you married Xiao Hanjing despite the reputation of being reviled by everyone in the world, and you and Xiao Hanjing are inseparable every day except sleeping. Who dares to say that such a relationship is not pampering?
No one could see through the relationship between the two, but in the strict palace, for a while, no one dared to make irresponsible remarks. After all, none of the ten concubines in the harem had ever received divine grace.
When Yunzi arrived, Xiao Hanjing was arranging something on the paper. She drew an ink circle on a date and frowned.
Grabbing the paper, Yun Ziyou frowned and said, "Kui Shui period..."
Xiao Hanjing's face turned red, she stood on the stool, avoided the paper, bit her lip and said, "You are really too much!"
"What are you writing? Are you here in Kuishui? There is no registration in the guest room..." Yun Ziyou looked at her in confusion, and Xiao Hanjing's face became even redder. She flicked the brush in her hand. Throwing it away, he said angrily, "You are so disgusting that you can't cover your mouth. No wonder your grandpa cracked your mouth open last time."
Yun Ziyou's brows furrowed even more tightly, and he turned around and walked to Xiao Hanjing's side, "Hey, I'm getting beaten because of you."
"You deserve it!" Xiao Hanjing said angrily.
"Do I deserve it?" Yun Ziyou raised his voice, looked into Xiao Hanjing's eyes and said, "Next time you talk to me like this, I will go hard on you, the overlord, and I won't be able to find tears even if I make you cry in the future!"
Xiao Hanjing gave him a "poof", turned around and said nothing.
"My chest hurts because I'm so angry with you..." Yun Ziyou rubbed his chest, feeling that there was a real energy flowing in his body, and he sat down with a red face.
"Are you okay? Did you go crazy while practicing?" Xiao Hanjing looked at him with raised eyebrows.
"It's okay. It's possible that the internal energy I practiced yesterday cannot be integrated with what's in my body." Yun Ziyou rubbed his chest, looked at the tea on the table, picked it up, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Hey, the tea is cold..." Xiao Hanjing reminded him, stood up, and was about to tell the palace maid to serve hot tea.
"No, just drink something cold. I'm so hot." Yun Ziyou pulled Xiao Hanjing, her face turning abnormally red.
Xiao Hanjing reached out to touch his forehead and found that his body temperature was alarmingly high. She said worriedly, "Are you okay? You seem to have a fever."
"I'm fine, don't leave. It feels so comfortable like this!" Yun Ziyou pulled Xiao Hanjing back, held her hand, and pressed it on his forehead. The cold feeling made him sober up.
He looked at Xiao Hanjing in confusion, "What kind of fragrance do you have on you?"
Xiao Hanjing smelled herself and said, "Maybe it's the fragrance of flowers. I just went to the Imperial Garden."
Yun Ziyou's consciousness became increasingly blurred, and he could only see Xiao Hanjing's two tender lips opening and closing. He swallowed thirstily, took the teapot next to him, and drank the cold tea in one gulp.
"Yun Ziyou, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so red?" Xiao Hanjing retracted her hand from his forehead, widened her clear eyes, and looked at him anxiously.
"Xiaoyu..." Yun Ziyou murmured, his starry eyes turned red with desire.
Xiao Hanjing turned around and was about to leave, "I asked them to ask for the imperial doctor. Don't move here."
Yun Ziyou grabbed her hand, with a vague consciousness, "Don't go, don't leave me."
Xiao Hanjing struggled, "Stop making trouble, you are like this now, you must see the imperial doctor."
Yunzi couldn't help but shook his head. The fragrance of morning sunflower came faintly from Xiao Hanjing's body. A roaring beast surged in his heart. He grabbed her hand and got closer and closer. He kept longing to be close to her. Finally, he gasped.
Then he held her in his arms.
The woman's tearful eyes appeared in front of him. In a trance, he became another person, a beast that constantly plundered and ravaged the woman he loved. He wanted to make her his, from body to heart,
Become his completely.
The light and shadow in the mind are constantly changing. Yunzi You, who is dressed in white and snowy, has a picturesque look on his face. He smiles seductively and looks at the beautiful woman with a charming smile. He can't hurt her, he can't...
The evil and ferocious man dressed in black looked at her with gritted teeth. He wanted to get her, he wanted to possess her fiercely, hit her, and make her cry and beg for mercy under him...
Big beads of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, Yun Ziyou's eyes were scarlet, and he grabbed Xiao Hanjing's hand and kept roaring. Xiao Hanjing was stunned for a few seconds, and wanted to leave, but he grabbed him and threw him into the inner room.
She shook her head and kept backing away, her clear eyes filled with tears.
Yun Ziyou's face was distorted. He looked at her cruelly, as if he was looking at a prey that he had already targeted. When she wanted to get up and run away, he had already pounced on her.
In the cold palace, there was the sound of cloth tearing, the woman kept struggling, her rosy-colored arms waved to knock down the beautiful tent, the gums shook violently, the man's rough breathing, the woman's cry, in this silent night,
It seemed extremely desolate.
Outside Jingfeng Palace, the old prince sneered, "Sure enough, Yan Xiaoyu is the only woman who can make Ziyou lose control!"
"It seems that there is a successor to the throne..." The ghost woman smiled happily, and her face hidden behind the cloak looked a little strange.
"Let's go, tonight is destined to be an uneventful night!" The old prince left tremblingly, his plump body shaking with every step under the moonlight.
Xiao Hanjing struggled helplessly, and Yun Ziyou's beast-like face was like a nightmare in her heart. She told herself, Yan Xiaoyu, this is your own choice, your only choice.
She stopped moving. When the hard foreign object entered her body, the pain made her tense up, and she closed her eyes with tears streaming down her face.
Yes, she is Yan Xiaoyu, Yan Xiaoyu who is not too bright but is always careless and immature.
The man she loves is Xiao Ninglan, and it has always been Xiao Ninglan. They could have been together happily, but they were not together happily.
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