Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 27 If You Don't Try, How Do You Know I Can't Live In

Yan Wanqing frowned and shook her head slightly towards Huaiyu.

Huaiyu's eyes wandered between the two, and finally smiled apologetically at Yan Wanqing: "Naturally it's convenient, then you can talk."

Seeing Huaiyu leave, Yan Wanqing felt apprehensive, so she heard the old man beside her say something.

"Stay boring inside, go out and talk."

Yan Wanqing didn't know what to do, she sighed softly, she made up her mind to take the jug from the table beside her, and followed her out.

As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling person.

As soon as she got out of the hall, she picked up the jug and poured wine into the two wine cups held between her index finger, middle finger and ring finger.

"His Royal Highness, please."

She put down the jug, handed out a wine cup, and watched the prince take it.

Yan Wanqing held the cup in both hands, and raised it: "His Royal Highness is the light of the world, and the appearance of my servant girl Pu Liu is not worthy of His Highness's actions. I will use wine to make amends tonight. I hope His Highness can hold your hand high and let this female servant go."

"Hold your hand high, huh?"

"Let go of you, huh?"

Yan Wanqing drank the wine in one gulp, her throat was hot, and the corners of her eyes were choked with sparkles.

She took a jug of wine casually, but she didn't expect it to be so strong.

It's just a small one, but it's so powerful.

At this moment, the prince didn't understand what it meant, and looked down at her with an undisguised stinky face.

"Yan Wanqing, I ask you alone." He approached step by step, directly approaching the corner, the sycamore leaves were wide, and quickly covered the two people in the corner of the corridor.

Yan Wanqing only felt dizzy and felt a little hot all over. She tried her best to look at the other party with wide eyes.

"His Royal Highness, please."

The prince was playing with the warm cup in his hand, and his long-sleeved fingers set off his unusual beauty, so good to see... Yan Wanqing wanted to take a bite.

Take a bite?
After Yan Wanqing realized what she was thinking, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

At this time, the man in front of him was full of gloom, and he sneered in a low voice.

"Yan Wanqing, you are really good." He stared at the little woman in front of him: "...I admit it alone, and I fall in love with you."

These words directly exploded in Yan Wanqing's ears.

"Yes, I just like you, and I am ashamed of you? As for avoiding me again and again?!" The crown prince cursed in Yan Wanqing's ears with a voice that was itchy with hatred, and his warm breath sprayed on her. His cheeks were instantly stained pink.

She was a little dazed, her neck was locked by a big hand, and she exerted a little force but it didn't make her feel pain.

"You have someone in mind?"

Yan Wanqing shook her head: "No."

The prince's eyes flashed brightly, but he was soon overwhelmed by anger: "No! Then you reject me!"

Now that he doesn’t even wear any pretense, His Royal Highness the crown prince, who is revered by everyone in Dawei, is at the end of the corridor in the dark night, pinching the neck of a weak girl, uncontrollably calling himself Lao Tzu over and over again, every word and every word. It was the grievance that he was not favored.

The empress prince seldom showed such an expression. He laughed at himself: "Let you go." He raised the wine cup in his hand, and under Yan Wanqing's watchful eyes, he drank it down in one gulp. Late Qing had no time to stop it.

it's over...

Yan Wanqing only felt that her eyes were getting dark, and the cold wind was hanging on her increasingly hot body. She couldn't believe it when she saw it in the eyes of the prince.

"you……"

Yan Wanqing quickly raised her hands: "No, it's not me."

She casually took a jug of wine from the table, how could she know there was something wrong with the wine.

There was a weird expression on the prince's face, he licked his dry lips, and his voice became hoarse: "...Then what should we do now?"

Yan Wanqing was surrounded by strange feelings all over her body, she was at a loss, she shook her head: "I don't know."

Under the night, the pretty little girl raised her head innocently, looking at her with pink tears, the prince couldn't help but tilt her head and cursed.

He is really not a sage and gentleman. Now that the time and place are favorable, he will really be a beast.

Yan Wanqing clasped the arms that locked her throat with both hands. The cold touch made her feel soothed a lot, but the other party's muscles tensed instantly.

"What do you want to do?" the prince asked with forbearance and expectation.

Yan Wanqing had already drank wine, but at this moment her brain was messed up like a mess.

She tugged at the powerful arm indiscriminately, and when the other party let go, she plunged into the broad and hot chest, and the other party was stiff and did not dare to move.

"Hot, so hot..."

She clings to it like a cartilaginous dodder.

The prince's hands were hanging by his sides, and his voice was hoarse: "... Yan Wanqing, please be more sober."

wide awake?How is she sober?

Yan Wanqing's mind was chaotic, but she also knew that she had been tricked.

The effect of this medicine was extremely strong, and the palms of her clenched hands were painful, and she couldn't maintain a momentary sobriety.

If she doesn't detoxify, she will really explode and die.

She doesn't want to die.

She has just crawled back from hell, and she hasn't killed any enemies yet, so how can she break here.

"Your Highness..." she called softly, her voice swirled in the wind and entered his ears, and finally scratched the tip of her heart.

"Shut up, Yan Wanqing." The prince knew what she meant, but he just stood there stubbornly.

Yan Wanqing saw him motionless, and the last clarity in her mind almost collapsed: "... Please."

"Please?" Upon hearing this word, the prince licked the corner of his lips, very wickedly: "You begged me to turn around last time, what do you beg me this time?"

In the darkness, Adam's apple rolled.

"Yan Wanqing, please speak clearly, what do you beg me for?"

Yan Wanqing tightly pinched his skirt, stepped on his feet and brushed his red lips, and in the next second, he was hugged by the waist.

In the dark night, figures flashed by, and the door of a remote dormitory was kicked open. In the pitch-black room, the temperature kept rising...

Ups and downs, do not know how long.

When Yan Wan woke up, her big hands were still tightly locked around her waist.

"Are you awake?" In the night, she moved slightly, which was well known by the other party.

Yan Wanqing had a splitting headache, she closed her eyes again, trying to pretend to be asleep and get away with it.

It was hot on the lips.

"Pretend again, and I will continue." The big hand gradually slid down from the waist...

Yan Wanqing's hands under the quilt hurriedly grabbed the big palms: "Don't."

His voice was hoarse, and his breath was full of prayers.

Hearing the man's Adam's apple was hot.

"What are you going to do now?"

Yan Wanqing's eyes were dull: "I want to slow down for a while, don't talk."

The crown prince was upset again, pinched her cheek with one hand, pursed his lips, leaned forward and kissed her again: "What are you waiting for? Are you thinking about how to get rid of me?!"

I don't call myself alone anymore.

One mouthful and one me, speaking extremely smoothly.

Yan Wanqing took a deep breath, and supported his arm with both hands: "How could it be?"

"Hmph." The prince snorted coldly: "I'm sorry you don't dare, you have to be responsible for me if you sleep with me, I am the prince of a country, how can I let you sleep for nothing."

Yan Wanqing was speechless: "What do you want?"

This is what a certain master was waiting for: "Come be my princess."

"Why did His Royal Highness come back this time?" Yan Wanqing asked suddenly.

The man squeezed her cheeks tightly, and said in a low voice, "Come here for you."

She has always been in his heart, but she has never known it.

That night in the mountain stream, he saw her again, and the torch in his heart was rekindled.

"Since you have no one in your heart." He leaned close to her ear: "Yan Wanqing, if you don't try, how do you know I won't live in?"

(End of this chapter)