The second marriage of the emperor's favorite princess

Bai Lian raised his eyes, his small hands were always stroking his cheeks, no matter which angle he looked at, he was so handsome.

"The Drunken Soul is for you, what about me?"

He laughed and pulled out the hairpin on her temples, and her hair poured down and scattered on their bodies.Bai Lian straightened up and gently kissed his thin lips, so softly, as if Duanmu Canglan was a fragile doll.

In response to her light kiss, he untied her belt with his big hands, took off her blouse, and then pulled off her pink tube top, and the two balls on her chest jumped out, jumping in mid-air.

He held her back and buried his head in the charming scenery. [

The door of the imperial study room was wide open, and the two people in the room were in love with each other, but no one outside the room dared to look up.

Soon, the sound of crossing and closing came, and Bai Lian groaned and groaned in a low voice, his body was occupied by him and made a strange "thumping" sound, as well as the crisp sound of their collision with each other, interweaving together, floating towards the door .

Moonlight, intoxicated.The bright white moon is like a mother's hand, and the moonlight sheds is the tenderest love of a mother.Those servants, immersed in the moonlight, listened to the intoxicating chapters in the imperial study room.At that moment, they seemed to have become a part of nature, the plants in the garden.

In this world, there is only this Yuexia study room left, and there are only two people left in this room.

Bai Lian lay on the dragon table, beside her were stacks of memorials.She held them tightly with her little hands, and her jet-black hair, which was as soft as water, covered the color on the table, making it her color.

At the end of the wave, she slowly climbed up, and the skirt slid down, covering her slender legs and the scenery there, her hair was scattered around her body, and the inner layer was condensed on her snow-white skin due to her sweat. On the top, the rest is like a curtain, covering her pair of fuller and fuller peaks.

He picked up the clothes on the dragon chair and dressed her himself, while she was still sitting on the table, looking up at his slightly frowning brows.

Then she knelt up, her eyes were just level with his.She hugged him, resting lightly on his shoulder.

"I'm leaving, Cang Lan, you have to remember to be too tired."

He dropped a deep kiss on his cheek before he hugged her down.Bai Lian gathered his hair behind him, tied it with a hairpin, then turned around and smiled at him.

That feeling, why is it like a married man having an affair with a married woman?Seeing him smile, it seems that he also feels this way.

Wasn't that what they used to be?

Qingyu was carrying the food box, and she was carrying the palace lantern, and walked slowly in the palace under the summer night.

Once, why did she always like to remember the past?The past can no longer be repeated, and it is no longer possible for her to return to that past.

After going back, after a brief cleaning, Bai Lian put on a pink pajamas and walked to Qiumu's bed.

The child was sleeping soundly, with the silver-white robe folded beside him.

She singled out this one on purpose because someone likes silver and white.Qiumu wears it, and he will love him more because of it.

Bai Lian lay down beside the child slowly, stroking his forehead gently.She looked at his face, but the look in his eyes was not anxious.

Qiu Xuan, you probably don't want Mu'er to live a life like this, changing for someone, liking for someone.But he, only me is left by his side, and I think he has a better life, so I have no other choice. [

When he grows up, if he no longer likes this kind of life, I will let him go to find the freedom and tranquility you want.

The next day, Bai Lian got up early, took Qiumu to see his son in Guangming Palace, and handed the clothes made by Han Xindie to the wet nurses, and they all praised the beauty of the clothes.

Xuanrui was full of milk and looked very energetic.Seeing Bai Lian coming, staring at her with big black eyes, Bai Lian smiled and hugged him into his arms, so he hummed and didn't know what to say.

Afterwards, he stopped talking, stretched out his fat little hand, and gently touched Bai Lian's cheek.It's just a little baby, but her eyes are bright and quiet, and her attention is highly concentrated on her eyes.

Qiu Mu who was sitting by the bed couldn't help but smacked his lips and said, "Second Highness must be a strong and quiet man when he grows up."

Bai Lian raised his eyes and smiled, "Say it as if you understand it very well."

Qiu Mu looked like a little adult, and said seriously: "I was like this when I was a child, look, am I not a strong and quiet man now?"

Bai Lian laughed out loud, Qiu Mu always liked to pretend to be an adult, but the words he said were so childish.

Carrying her son for a walk outside the house, the Guangming Hall is the emperor's bedroom, but Duanmu Canglan seldom stays here.Everything in the palace was so lonely until the arrival of the prince.

Sitting on the edge of the corridor, helping his son to look at the mountains, rivers, flowers and plants outside the corridor, he said something eloquently, and then put his little hands on the side of the fence, rubbing his face and carefully watching the butterflies on the flowers.

Qiu Mu ran over, caught the butterfly, and showed it to Xuanrui. The little guy sipped his mouth, and his big eyes sparkled.

"It's called a butterfly." Qiu Mu showed the appearance of a big brother, and told the little guy who had just been born for three months what a butterfly is.

Bai Lian looked at them with a smile, then raised his head, looking into the distance.

Today is the day of the third prince's wedding.They have also disappeared for two years. Since Duanmu Ruoze's rebellion, she has not seen him again.What's in my mind is just his previous appearance.The unsmiling in Hui Anju, the brave enemy in the imperial garden, the loneliness and pain beside the reeds.

Third Prince, it's like the fog in early spring, it's slightly cool but you can't see clearly.

"Ah, run away."

The child's call brought Bai Lian back from his contemplation, and she saw the two little guys looking towards the side of the corridor together, and she also looked over.

The butterfly caught at the beginning flapped its wings and fluttered in the vermilion corridor, not so much escape as joy.It worked hard to rise and fall, and soon leaped over the corridor pressing on its head, and flew into the embrace of nature.

The heads of the two little guys looked out of the corridor again, watching the butterflies disappearing into the air.

Qiu Mu looked disappointed, but Xuan Rui held the railing and turned his head.

He was looking at his mother, those big bright eyes were like the surface of a lake in early summer, and then he laughed, a pair of shallow dimples appeared on his fat and white cheeks.

Bai Lian froze for a moment, and soon she realized that the child had deliberately let the butterfly go.How old is he to understand these things? [

Bai Lian looked at his smile in surprise, and after a long time, she also smiled.She took the child into her arms and kissed his forehead.

Duanmu Canglan, what kind of character will our son become in the future?