Uncle, don't overdo it

Ximenhen couldn't bear to do anything with such a woman, and he didn't want to use her to do anything. He wanted Leng Muran to stay by his side quietly and obediently, and wanted to continue these two months, but he knew it was impossible, now It's time for the illusion to dissipate and return to normal.

"Hasn't that assassin already been eliminated?" Leng Muran asked nonchalantly.

She also thought that if the third prince was really cured, she would be able to stay with Prince Wuhen even more. She could beg the emperor, and the emperor would agree.

"You are so stupid!" Ximenhen stood up, tapped Leng Muran's forehead with his fingers, "Which one do you think is the only assassin? Don't think about things in the palace so simply."

"Master..." Leng Muran rubbed his forehead in a daze.

"Father is also paying attention to you now, it will not be easy for you to leave the palace." Ximen Hen paced aside, crunching on the fallen leaves.

"I still won't leave. No matter what, I will go to help the third prince. With the lesson from last time, the emperor will order people to take precautions, right? Maybe no one will want to kill me again." Leng Muran followed Ximenhen said from the back.

"Maybe." Ximenhen stood under the plane tree.

This sycamore tree is very special. I don't know when it blooms twice a year, once in spring and autumn. Now it's the flowering season again, and purple flowers have already appeared.

Perhaps, Ximen Yin didn't dare to make consecutive shots.

Because of his "illness", he moved his hands twice, and if he moved too much, the assassins would appear more, which would be counterproductive and not good for himself.

"Then, tell the emperor that my injury has healed, and I can go see a doctor for the third prince." Leng Muran said.

"You say that, people haven't seen it yet, so you are sure to be cured?" Ximenhen turned around and asked.

Leng Muran was speechless, she only remembered that she was going to see a doctor for the third prince, and if she went there, one thing would be accomplished, so she didn't have to lie to the emperor and pretend that the injury was not healed, she also knew that the crime of deceiving the emperor was very serious, not only her, but also It will implicate the son.But even if she went, she was not sure if she could really see a cure.

After all, she had only poisoned people before, and hadn't cured any illnesses. Lin Xiner's use of poison to heal her legs was all done coldly.

"I must have tried my best." Leng Muran paused for a moment, then said, "At least, I don't need to pretend any more, and the young master also said, I can't pretend anymore, my injury has been dragging on for a long time, so it should be healed. "

"I should have taken you out of the palace ahead of time. I'm so crazy to keep you here for so long." Ximenhen turned around and stroked the thick trunk of the plane tree with his palm.

He really went crazy by accident, and stayed in the palace for two months. He once wanted to send Leng Muran out of the palace, but later he gave up the idea, thinking that it would be a day if he could stay one more day.

In fact, he really didn't want to break the atmosphere of the past two months, which gave him a short period of leisure in various dealings.

"My lord, do you regret it?" Leng Muran stood behind Ximenhen, bit his lips and said, "I don't regret it, even if I will be in danger, I don't regret it. Feeling blessed and I think I deserve it."

happiness……

Ximenhen never dared to expect these two words. Since his mother and concubine left him, he has no happiness to speak of. On this point, he thought, Ximen Yin should be the same as him, and only on this point, he I will feel the same fate as Ximen Yin.

"You feel happy being with me?" Ximenhen asked with a self-deprecating smile, took a falling leaf, and turned around.

"Yes." Leng Muran plucked up his courage, abandoned his original shyness, boldly looked directly at Ximenhen, and said the words that he decided to leave at the beginning, "I like you."

"What do you like about me? I miss the flowers all day long, and the most inseparable thing is a woman. Would you like to be one of my many women? After a while, the freshness you gave me will be gone, and you won't know it. In which corner do I throw it?" Ximenhen fiddled with the leaf in his hand, loosened it lightly, and the leaf floated to the ground, "Just like this leaf, I discarded it, and finally turned into a wisp of spring mud."

"Even without your hand, the leaf will turn into spring mud." Leng Muran glanced at the leaf that was swept away by the wind, "After your hand, it has more places to stay, I am willing to stay in yours side."

As Leng Muran said, he continued to look at Ximenhen with eyes burning with bright starlight, "If you say that you can't do without women and linger in the flowers, I don't believe it, but you have been living in this lonely courtyard for the past two months , besides me and Aunt Rong, there is no other woman around me, and...and you have never touched me..."

When she said the last sentence, Leng Muran felt a little embarrassed, her cheeks turned pink.

If she hadn't known that Mr. Wuhen often went in and out of Zuihualou, surrounded by women of all kinds, she would not have believed that the second prince who lived quietly with her in this courtyard was that Mr. Wuhen.

"I haven't touched you before..." Ximenhen stretched out his hand to touch Leng Muran's cheek, which was a little hot.

The moment his fingertips touched her, Leng Muran lowered her head, hiding her shyness.

"Heh, a woman who doesn't understand style, do you think I'll touch it?" Ximenhen let out a low laugh and took his hand away.

"Anyway, no matter what other people say, you are just Mr. Wuhen in my eyes." Leng Muran raised his head, following Ximenhen's averted gaze.

"Hehe, the game is over." Ximenhen chuckled a few times in a playful tone.

"What?" Leng Muran didn't understand what he meant.

"Muran," Ximenhen stretched out his hand to Leng Muran again, touched her face, slid to her neck, caressed the slender neck bone, lowered his head against her hair, and spoke in a very soft voice He said softly, "Leng Muran, a woman from the Leng family, you want to get close to me so much, what do you want me to do to you, what kind of thoughts do you have? Hmm?"

"Uh?"

Leng Muran was startled suddenly from feeling the caress of Ximenhen's palm, raised her head, her dilated pupils showed her sudden astonishment.

"Don't look at me like that, you know, I already know your real identity, you said that I knew you were from the Leng family, so I would touch you and have an indistinct relationship with you?" Ximenhen sneered Go, take back your hand.

Yes, she knew, when Lin Xiner was talking to her, she knew that Ximenhen already knew her identity, but he didn't say anything in front of her, and she didn't want to mention it either.In the past two months, she had gradually forgotten the barrier between the two of them, and she thought that he didn't care if he didn't talk about it.

Leng Muran staggered back, it turned out that it was her wishful thinking.