If I want to run away from the outer chamber, I will criticize the prince madly and take me into the

She naturally understood what he had not finished saying. Didn't it mean that she was also making trouble?
The girl's hands intertwined behind his neck. She hummed and opened her lips and said, "If Huaiwei thinks I'm making trouble, stop tossing me tonight."

I don't know where he learned it from, but after he lost control that time, he actually found other ways to do those things with her, which scared her so much that she didn't dare to provoke him anymore.

Chu Yan smiled and said nothing, walked into the room and put the person down.

"Feng Keping is a descendant of Concubine Xian's mother's family. I want to go and see this banquet today."

He pulled the quilt over and covered her with an explanation. Cui Ying asked curiously, "I heard from others that Concubine Xian treats His Highness very well. So, Your Highness wants to take care of Feng Keping?"

Although she didn't think Chu Yan was a person who loved Wujiwu, what's more, he never mentioned Xianfei on his own initiative. He was just Feng Keping, so there was no need for him to deal with it personally.

Either for the virtuous concubine, or for another purpose.

The man lowered his eyes, looked at her indifferently, and asked, "Does it look like this?"

He had never heard the word "care" in his life.

But there were some things that she didn't need to know, and he didn't say more.

"Then you come back early."

When Cui Ying saw him standing up, she stretched out her hand and hooked his little finger, then shook it slightly, and said like a coquettish person: "Your Highness is not here, so I can't sleep well."

Chu Yan chuckled, but did not expose her clumsy lie.

While he was away, he saw that she slept more peacefully than anyone else.

It's just that although I know this sentence is false, it sounds like it can make people feel better.

Xie Weixing pestered Xiao Fengan to go to Guliang County Pier to watch the lanterns. At today's banquet, only Chu Yan was present. Feng Keping always had a flattering look on his face and diligently led Chu Yan to the flower hall.

"Your Highness is truly honored to be able to attend. Please welcome me."

There are various kinds of food on the round table, all of which are unique to Guliang County. The white jade jug contains mellow wine, which was brewed by Zui Sanchun, a very famous local in Guliang County. The wine is strong and very tempting.

Chu Yan sat down and looked at Feng Keping.

"Master Feng has been in Guliang County for almost ten years."

He raised his hand, and the maid waiting on the side quickly filled up the wine. The wine glass fell into his hand. The man smiled slightly, with cold frost covering his eyes. Feng Keping also laughed along with him.

"Your Highness has a good memory. He has been in Guliang County for ten years."

For the past ten years, he has been a deputy. He wanted to be promoted through the hands of the Concubine Xian, but the letters he sent to Shangjing, one after another, all came to nothing.

Feng Keping knew that after the fall of the Zhao family, Concubine Xian had little to do with government affairs, but he could still be considered a member of the Zhao family, so he was not willing to be just a deputy in Guliang County.

"Want to be promoted?"

Chu Yan took a sip of wine, and the spicy taste filled his mouth. His face was calm, and he suddenly thought of Cui Ying's drunken and clumsy kiss when she first came to him.

The fragrance of jasmine is elegant, but it is more intoxicating than spirits.

Feng Keping could barely hold back the smile on his face. Is it so straightforward?
Don't you usually start by being polite?
He quietly raised his eyes, and the man also looked over at this moment. He was sitting back in a comfortable posture. Even ordinary clothes looked a bit more noble when he wore them.

The dark pattern of the auspicious cloud pattern seemed to make Feng Keping feel that he was not compatible with him. He had never heard of His Highness the Prince worshiping Buddha.

But yes, if Chu Yan was polite to him, he would be scared to death.

Do you expect a madman to be polite to you? That's unless he thought of some way to torture people.

"Your Highness is wise."

He could only continue to laugh, not daring to reach out to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead. Chu Yan curled his lips and said something when the actors came up with their instruments.

Qinyin covered his words, and Chu Yan's mouth could only be seen moving.

Feng Keping's eyes widened, and then his ambition gradually took over. He lowered his head and said, "I will do my best." On the round platform not far away, the sound of silk and bamboo gradually came, and the dancer twisted her graceful figure, but Feng Keping could no longer There is no more thought of offering beauty to Chu Yan.

After the banquet was over, Chu Yan returned to the room. Under the dim light, Cui Ying was fascinated by the cloth tiger in her hand. When she heard the door, she got up and walked over. The strong smell of alcohol hit her. The girl frowned: "Your Highness How much wine did you drink?"

How could she not know that he was still an alcoholic? The smell of alcohol on his body was almost soaking him.

"Just a few drinks."

Chu Yan took her hand and placed it on his heart. The soft hand was like a feather across his heart. He leaned forward slightly and pressed forward step by step: "Why don't you ask me who is at this table? "

His words were incomprehensible, and Cui Ying didn't understand them until he was forced to sit on the bed. He bent down and looked at her eyes when she looked up. They were so clear, without him, not at all.

"Madam, don't worry. Who is the orphan bringing back?"

Listening to his somewhat serious questions, Cui Ying wanted to laugh. What are these words? If he really wanted to bring someone back, could she stop him?

But looking at this, if she doesn't reply to her today, she probably won't be able to calm down at all.

"If husband dares to bring someone back, don't even think about sleeping in my bed tonight."

She coaxed him obediently and said this. Chu Yan grunted and let go of her hand. He took off his coat and threw it aside. He stepped forward again, but this time, he was holding her hand. Take him into your arms.

"I just need you."

Just like that sentence, being cared about means being loved. If you don't care about anything, don't mention those illusory things.

He just wanted to get more love from her, let her see him more, and make her care more about him.

"You care about me, I'm happy."

"I care about you, Huaiwei, you are drunk."

Cui Ying was a little helpless, but she didn't push him away. Chu Yan closed his eyes and didn't look back at her, but just recited two words silently in his heart.

fraud.

Lie to him again.

He just hugged her tighter, even tighter, as if this way, no one or anything would separate the two.

Cui Ying opened her eyes in a daze amid the sound of rain knocking on the window. The sky outside suddenly became gloomy. It was obviously almost noon, but there was no clear and bright sun.

She rubbed her eyes and pushed Chu Yan: "Your Highness, it's raining."

The raindrops gradually grew larger and louder as she spoke. Chu Yan didn't even open his eyes, but stretched out his hand to cover her eyes: "Get some more sleep, I can't walk today."

He was still thinking last night that if God helped him, maybe he would let them stay in Guliang County for a while.

During these days, keep her and be greedy for her even more.

But he didn't expect that it would rain when he woke up this morning. Originally, he didn't believe in gods and Buddhas.

"This rain comes at a strange time. The sun was shining brightly yesterday."

Cui Ying could only lie back down again. It wasn't that she couldn't walk on rainy days, but she had to walk by water after all. Sunny days were the best before getting out of the boat.

It's a pity that we have to stay here for a few more days.

"The Marriage Temple in Guliang County and the one in Guanzhou are dedicated to the same person. When the weather clears, I will take you there to fulfill your wish."

He reached out and touched Cui Ying's hair. There was no emotion in his tone. Cui Ying put her hand on him and said hello.

Return the wish, return what wish, what wishes she made with him, aren't they said to be countless?
I wish my princesses a happy Goddess’ Day, be rich and beautiful, and be like flowers forever!