Remarried prosperous concubine

Chapter 792 The Ending (57)
Fenghua suddenly yawned, then said "so sleepy", and wanted to jump off him.

Nan Aotian noticed her movement and was startled, worried that the debris on the ground would pierce her feet, so he hugged her to prevent her feet from touching the ground, his voice was low and slightly unhappy: "Your temper, let me What can I say?"

Always say that the wind is the rain, it is amnesia, the mind is weakened, but it has not changed at all.

Her skin has always been delicate, if touched lightly and casually, it will bruise for a few days, how can it resist these sharp debris.

He only said one sentence, and when he saw her smiling, he silenced his voice, unable to continue.

Fenghua yawned again, and said, "I want to sleep!"

Nan Aotian responded, and smiled slightly: "If you're sleepy, go to sleep!"

Fenghua nodded, and a figure came in quickly, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, this servant will serve you to bed."

The voice of the person who came was very hasty, as if he had received an amnesty, but Fenghua frowned and shook his head: "Chuntao, I don't want you, I want to be proud of the sky."

Chun Tao was a little anxious, her eyes swept across Nan Aotian's blood-stained knees, and she was about to report, but Nan Aotian took a sharp look.

Chuntao's heart was sour again, knowing that the emperor was worried that the empress would feel sad when she found out, but the emperor's injury had to be dealt with, so there was no way to delay it.

The next moment, Nan Aotian has already picked up Fenghua and strode onto the bed which is twice as big as the usual bed.

Chuntao wiped the wet corners of her eyes indiscriminately, and followed, very skillfully, spreading a thick brocade quilt around the bed.

It was only because Fenghua's sleeping position was really dishonest, and after she fell asleep, she rolled around, and the emperor was worried that she would hurt him, so he came up with such a method.

Thinking of the emperor's kindness to the empress, Chuntao's little resentment in her heart disappeared long ago.

It doesn't matter if the queen has lost her memory, she won't be able to let go of the past.

Fenghua got on the bed and fell asleep quickly, like a child.

The corner of Nan Aotian's mouth slightly raised, looking at Fenghua who was pillowed on his lap.

She is very clingy to him now, even in her sleep.

Her little hobbies made him secretly happy.

She must have him in her heart too!
Thinking of this, his heart beat a little faster, he refused to let go, and stared at her sleeping face in a daze.

In the past three years, he has worked so hard to grow her flesh, making her look plump and beautiful, so that he can't take his eyes off her.

He gently buried his head in her hair, allowing himself to smell her sweet taste.

For him, this was actually not a good idea. He hadn't been close to a woman for three years, and his desire for her had reached its peak. Just now when she made such a fuss, his body reacted to her.

Ordinarily at this moment, he shouldn't be sharing the same bed with her.

But asking for trouble.

However, he was unwilling to let her go, and was greedy for the time they spent together.

He smiled wryly, she was his wife, his queen, and the one in his heart, but he couldn't touch her.

Because before, he forced her too much, the moment she woke up, he said to himself, in this life, he will never force her again 01:30 o'clock.

"Your Majesty, let this servant clean up the wound on your knee!" Chang Le knelt in front of the couch, and he stretched out his leg very slowly, asking him to clean up the wound for him.

It wasn't until both knees were dealt with that he waved Chang Le back, then carefully got into bed, and then carefully let her absorb his warmth.

She seemed to be in a good dream, smiling slightly with her small mouth open, and she muttered something sweetly at the corners of her mouth.

As he watched, bursts of sweetness welled up in his heart, and the corners of his mouth also rose with the sweetness when he couldn't control it.

He said softly and in a low voice: "Aotian!"

"...Aotian." She followed subconsciously in her sleep, with an unconcealable sweetness on her lips.

Seeing this, he felt an unprecedented satisfaction in his heart.

Even if you get the seat of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme.

Even after pulling out all the thorns in his eyes, he has never had such satisfaction.

The corners of his brows and mouth were full of smiles, his handsome eyes stared straight at her, never leaving her for even a moment, her lips were rosy, like pink flower bones, tempting his whole body and mind, and finally he couldn't restrain himself from bowing down at last. Go down and cover her lips.

It was no longer the way he treated children in the past, this was the first time in three years that he kissed her in this way, a man to a woman.

Suddenly, the corners of her eyes twitched, as if dreaming of something good, as if she liked his kiss very much.

He was overjoyed, and kissed more and more devotedly.

In her sleep, Fenghua only felt something on her lips, warm and soft, lingering at the tip of her nose was the faint fragrance she was familiar with.

Yes, Aotian!

She trembled in her heart, not disgusted, but still a little scared.

Immediately, he felt it was funny again, Aotian definitely regarded her as a delicious snack and gnawed on it.

She was just about to open her eyes to laugh at him, but when her red lips were slightly parted, something silky and smooth entered her mouth, stirring it around, making her drowsiness disappear immediately.

She was a little startled, and opened her eyes suddenly, and the familiar and beautiful face was in front of her eyes.

His eyes were shining like stars, but after colliding with her gaze, they were suddenly as deep as sea water, and he backed away from her in an instant, leaving with the pressure on her lips.

He chuckled: "Woke you up?"

He stared into her eyes, which were watery and looked extraordinarily delicate and lovely.

She trembled her eyelashes, showing her bright and moving eyes, her heart skipped a beat: "No, I was dreaming and woke up."

When she said this, her face was as white as jade, the smile on her face was sweet and quiet, her eyes were as bright as the stars in the desert in the middle of the night, Nan Aotian only felt that suddenly, his mind was at a loss, he stretched out his hands to hold Fenghua's face, He whispered hoarsely: "What did you dream about?"

"Dream about you!"

"Dreamed about me? Only dreamed about me?" The flowery dimple who was close at hand, his nose was entangled with the fragrance from her body, and was scratched by her hair from time to time, his voice became hoarse.

(End of this chapter)