Has His Royal Highness chased his wife's crematorium today?

Chapter 117

The man's eyelashes are long and straight, especially when his eyes are downcast.

Yun Zhao couldn't help but be engrossed in watching, and when he raised his eyes, he felt guilty and wanted to back away.

It's just that the man raised his leg, pressed it against the back of her calf, and moved slightly.

Yun Zhao didn't pay attention for a while, and fell backwards.

Xiao Changyin caught her, grabbed her wrists with one hand, and pinched her chin with the other.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing the overly nervous expression on her face, the man smiled slightly, "I don't want to know what this medicine tastes like, try it?"

"I don't taste it, you let me go!"

Yun Zhao instinctively felt that something was wrong, but after struggling for a long time, the two got closer.

He released the hand that was pinching her chin, then leaned over slightly, and kissed her bright red and soft lips.

At first, it was as gentle as a gentle breeze and drizzle, and then it was as crazy as a violent storm.

The kiss was not long, but it was enough for Yun Zhao to taste the bitterness in the medicine.

The man quickly held her waist, bowing her body into a posture that seemed strange to Yun Zhao.

Yun Zhao wiped his mouth and stomped on his foot angrily.

Immediately after hearing him moaning in pain, he couldn't help feeling suspicious.

Did she step on him with great force just now?Or was he injured outside and she touched his wound?

"Are you okay? I'll go to the doctor."

Xiao Changyin grabbed her hand and gradually held it, his voice was slow but meaningful, "There's no need to find an imperial physician."

He looked straight at her.

As if to say, having you is enough.

Yun Zhao looked into his eyes, then at his slightly strange posture, blushing and stomped on him again.

She didn't stay here after stepping on it, and ran to the door in a hurry.

Qiuyue was blocking the door when she heard Yun Zhao's voice and said, "Crown Princess, it's windy outside, so don't come out."

According to Xiao Changyin's order, all the surrounding doors were closed outside.

Yun Zhao could only walk back and saw Xiao Changyin sitting there motionless, trying his best to restrain his curiosity.

She took the book, but couldn't keep turning the pages.

Finally, I went to the bed, drew the bed curtains and blew out the candles.

But this is obviously not a good practice, because in the dark, it seems that hearing is infinitely magnified after being invisible.

She could almost hear the gasping from outside.

Yun Zhao found two soft pillows, one on the left and one on the right, plugged his ears, and closed his eyes.

The bed curtain was pulled back, and she felt the man sitting down beside her.

So he sat up anxiously, found a few soft pillows and put them between the two, "Don't cross over."

Xiao Changyin: "...OK."

Anyway, when they fell asleep, it would be useless even if there was a mountain between them.

The soft pillow is really useless. Yun Zhao was thinking about things at night and had a dream all night, so he woke up at dawn.

When she woke up, the man hadn't got up yet.

And she was in the man's arms, holding his waist tightly with both hands.

The soft pillow placed between the two of them had long been messily arranged at the end of the bed.

In this way, it seems that she took the initiative to roll over.

Yun Zhao quietly let go of his hand, then turned around and slowly moved to the other side.

After moving to her position, he immediately covered the quilt, not a single strand of hair was exposed.

Fortunately, the man got up and went out in a short while, and she didn't stay under the blanket for long.

Qiuyue took a few young maids to serve Yun Zhao, and when she saw that her face was flushed, she quickly reached out to feel the temperature of her forehead.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw nothing unusual.

After going down the court, the princes looked at each other and walked together at the gate of the city.

A few people found a restaurant, and looked around vigilantly, making sure that no one was eavesdropping before rest assured.

In a few words, they talked about the recent incident between the crown prince and Princess Chu Xi.

Everyone knew that it was impossible for a princess of a country to be a prince's concubine, especially if she was the first princess of Chu, if she was weaker, it would be fine.

But the state of Chu is not weak, and the princess is not interested in them.

The few people became more and more dissatisfied, and they wanted to calculate but had no courage, and their hands could not be stretched so long.

So at the end of the meal, the worries of the few people did not dissipate.

I just thought that the marriage between the princess and the prince was a certainty.

After all, this marriage is only beneficial to their father, how could they disagree.

In Guangming Palace.

Wanmei rested for a long time, her body recovered for a while, and she was able to go out and walk around.

She sat not far from the emperor and sang to the emperor.

The emperor listened to the meeting, and Shouan walked in and said that several ministers were already waiting there.

"Your Majesty, let them wait, the concubine's song hasn't been finished yet."

Wanmei walked in front of the emperor, and curled up delicately in his arms.

The emperor lowered his head, with no expression of joy or anger.

He pushed the person away, walked out quickly, and at the same time said, "Send Wanmei back to the palace."

Shou'an was sweating a lot, and he was really brave enough to say that.

It's also fortunate that His Majesty can still admire this face, otherwise I don't know how many times I have died.

Shou'an brought a few young eunuchs to send Wanmei away, but Wanmei was reluctant to leave, so she asked Shou'an, "Is there anything more important than this Palace in your Majesty's heart?"

Shouan: "..."

This... is he going to tell the truth?
If it is really compared, maybe this concubine is not as good as a concubine with a child in the harem.

No matter how busy His Majesty is, he will give them at least one day every month, even if he doesn't stay overnight, he will still talk.

As for the comparison with state affairs, there is simply no comparison.

Shouan tried his best not to show a mocking expression, and said, "Please go, Wanmei, my servant will send you back."

Wanmei was even more reluctant, she rolled her eyes, "I'm not leaving."

Shou An was stunned.

"I want to stay here and wait for Your Majesty."

"Why, if I don't leave, do you slaves drag me away?"

"If you dare to do this, when His Majesty comes back, I will definitely tell His Majesty to let His Majesty kill you."

Shouan: "..."

His Majesty went to the Xuanzheng Pavilion, and he would never come back without an hour or two.

Let Wanmei stay here?

I'm afraid not, after all, there are important things in Guangming Palace.

So Shou'an said respectfully, "It's His Majesty's intention to invite Miss Wanmei to return to the palace."

"When His Majesty comes back, if Wanmei still feels dissatisfied, she can tell His Majesty."

Wanmei didn't believe that this slave really dared to force her to leave, so she sat down on the chair inside and drank tea by herself.

Shou'an found two nuns, one on the left and the other on the right, and brought Wanmei to Cuiwei Palace.

Seeing this, the palace servants brought by Wanmei hurriedly chased after her.

For a moment, because of Wanmeiren's struggle, it seemed very lively.

After a while, all the concubines in the harem knew that Wanmei was almost carried back to Cuiwei Palace by two nuns.

Wanting to watch the excitement again, he quickly dressed up and walked here unintentionally, pretending to relax.

He hooked his head and looked around not far away.

Concubine Zheng was also among these spectators.

(End of this chapter)