Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 62 It's all like this, you still want to marry someone else
"Okay, I'm lonely and sleepy, go to sleep." A certain master took off his outer shirt kindly, stretched out his arms to embrace her in his arms, and then covered her with the quilt considerately.

Yan Wanqing was stiff all over, her hands pressed against his hot chest, and her cheeks also rose with the temperature: "Go out."

"What are you talking about?" The man lowered his head slightly, snorting in her ears, with a bit of narrow taste: "I didn't go in, how can I get out?"

"...You, you Meng Lang!" Yan Wanqing bit her lower lip, half-understood what he meant, and choked out a few words.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, go to sleep, I'm exhausted from being pestered by a few veterans today."

Yan Wanqing felt that the arm she was resting on was lifted up, and stretched out his hand to rub her head, pampering her very much.

For a moment she didn't know what to do.

He said that he had been hugging himself to sleep a few days ago, why didn't she respond at all?Could it be that he slept so deeply at night because he was too tired during the day?

Under the quilt was his slender figure, like a stove emitting warm temperature, so that she, who was tortured by the poison of thousands of machines, couldn't help but want to get close to him for warmth.

As if feeling her cautiousness, the man raised his leg and clamped her foot between his legs, and the remaining hand grabbed her hand and put it directly through his underwear into his chest.

His chest was hot, Yan Wanqing subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand.

"Hiss—" Seemingly frozen by the temperature of her little hands, Xiao Pingfeng let out a gasp, and said with some dissatisfaction: "You're not happy to cover your hands."

"No, no." Yan Wanqing made a voice as small as a mosquito.

The man beside him breathed steadily, and the surroundings became quiet again. Yan Wanqing fell asleep in a daze at some point. In her dream, she only felt a heater hugging her tightly. Her hands and feet were warm and she slept comfortably. served.

When Yan Wan woke up, she found that Xiao Pingfeng had left his prince seal on the pillow.

She picked up the heavy prince's seal and met the eyes of the red mist kneeling on the bedside.

"...Master, the subordinates only found out when he left."

Saying something is equivalent to not saying anything. I found out later than your master, so it's better not to find out.

Yan Wanqing put down the prince's seal, stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, and found that he had nothing to do with this master.

He didn't leave anything behind, except for the seal of the prince.

Yan Wanqing knew exactly what he meant.

This is to warn her not to try to marry someone else.

"Go ask the young master to come over."

In the quiet room, Huaiyu was holding the prince's seal in his hand, hesitating to speak.

"What do you want to ask?" Yan Wanqing said distraughtly when she saw her like this.

Huaiyu leaned over: "This child is...?" She looked at Prince Yin, and after receiving Yan Wanqing's nod, she couldn't help but cover her mouth.

"Then why don't you marry the prince? He has left the seal of the prince to you. If you marry him, you will be the princess of the East Palace." Huaiyu didn't understand. Marrying the prince was obviously the wisest choice for Yan Wanqing.

Prince Dawei is well-known and upright, he is the light of the world, especially now that the backyard of the East Palace is empty, Yan Wanqing is pregnant, this child is the eldest son of the prince, the status is very noble, why choose her as a fake man What about going to northern Xinjiang to suffer?
A wry smile appeared on the corner of Yan Wanqing's lips, probably everyone in the world would think so.

"I have my own reasons."

Huaiyu looked at her expression, didn't ask any more questions, just put down the prince's seal, and held her hand tightly with both hands.

Everyone has a little secret in their hearts, and Yan Wanqing doesn't want to tell it, so she doesn't ask.

After the lights were turned off at night, Yan Wanqing hugged the quilt to his chest, and as expected, the old man came again.

Sensing that he was approaching the bed, Yan Wanqing sat up straight.

"Your Highness, let's talk."

The visitor just took off his outer shirt, and his body was still covered with moisture from the bath just now. Seeing her sitting up, he was surprised and said, "It's so late and you haven't slept yet? Are you waiting for an orphan?"

As he said that, he got on the couch and came over, Yan Wanqing just wanted to refuse when he saw him wrapping his arms around him.

"hug."

His voice was very hoarse, and he sounded very tired.

Yan Wanqing's heart softened a little, she stretched out her arms and hugged his waist, feeling the cool gardenia fragrance slowly spread in her nose, she couldn't help taking two more breaths, her heart was very peaceful and stable.

"...When I was dealing with political affairs alone in the palace, I always felt empty in my heart. Now that I hold you, I realize that I miss you." He sniffed deeply in her hair.

The camouflage and impetuosity of the day have faded away, and he is lazy like a giant pet, rubbing against her neck, wanting to kiss her, but afraid that she will be angry, so he can only vent a few more sniffs: " Obediently, it's nice to have you."

Listening to his whispering, Yan Wanqing suddenly thought that the current crown prince seemed to be a few months younger than her, and it was his rare childishness at this time...

For some reason, her heart softened a little.

She attributes this soft-heartedness to the fact that she is also pregnant with a child.

"Can I kiss you?" Xiao Pingfeng obviously also noticed her soft-heartedness, and began to press ahead.

Yan Wanqing slowly raised a hand.

"I know, I know, don't kiss." A certain person accepted it as soon as he saw it, and his tone softened a little, with a pleading: "Then let's go to sleep, okay, be good."

"Let's talk." As soon as Yan Wanqing spoke, the whole person fell down on the couch with him, and the quilt was also covered in the next second.

"It's cold, cover the quilt and talk." Someone was extremely considerate.

Yan Wanqing took a deep breath and told herself not to be angry, anger would be bad for the fetus in her womb, and she had to calm down.

"It's not right that we're in the situation right now."

"Why not?" Someone didn't care.

Yan Wanqing shook off the hand he grabbed, and spoke earnestly, like a confidant elder sister who persuades people to go astray: "You can't always climb up on my bed in the middle of the night, it's not in line with ethics, and I'm going to get married soon , what do you want my future husband to think of me in the future?"

"It's all like this, you still want to marry someone else?" Xiao Pingfeng really wanted to knock open this woman's head to see what was hidden inside.

"I've hugged and kissed, I've done what I should and shouldn't do, and you still want to marry someone else? Yan Wanqing, do you really have the heart?"

The heart... is naturally there, but it cannot be given away easily.

Yan Wanqing felt her throat was choked, and she looked away: "I have already asked the empress for an imperial edict, and in a few days they will marry me and Lord Beijiang."

"Are you trying to get mad at Gu Gu?" He shrank his arms and held her tightly in his arms, as if this would ease his urge to kill a little bit.

She was uncomfortable being hooped, and couldn't help but let out a low moan. With just one sound, the atmosphere became unbearable.

Someone rolled his Adam's apple up and down, and swallowed.

In the next second, Yan Wanqing was crushed under him.

"It would be more pleasant to make some other sounds from this mouth."

(End of this chapter)