Raiders of His Royal Highness

The day before yesterday, Qi Run told him that he should restrain the people in the mansion well, and it is best to stay out of the house on the twenty-fifth night.

Hearing this, Yu Ling didn't hide it.

"Tonight, Yu Feng and Yu Lang, who have long lost their temper, will force the palace."

The second prince and the third prince want to force the palace? !

Mrs. Song pondered for a while, and asked, "Did you plan this?"

If this matter has nothing to do with Yu Ling, then she will definitely not know about it.

This is rebellion!

If it fails, it is a death penalty!

"Yes." Yu Ling didn't hide it.

"Then, you know..." Mrs. Song didn't say the rest, but Yu Ling already knew what he meant.

She smiled calmly: "If I'm not sure, my grandson won't do this."

Since she was able to push the flames behind her back and let Yu Feng and Yu Lang force the palace ahead of time in a hurry, then she would have the confidence to control the situation.

Therefore, those two straw bales have no chance of success!

At this moment, Mrs. Song has long since lost the worry at the beginning.

Before, he thought that his grandson was far away from the capital, had no control over the court, and was extremely weak, so he wanted to take the new emperor's throne and protect her so that she could live the rest of her life in peace.

But at this moment, seeing that she is calm and good at strategy, and when they can't see it, he is afraid that he has already accumulated a lot of power, and he feels a lot more at ease.

Thinking of this, he was filled with emotion, and he felt extremely distressed for Yu Ling. I don't know how she came here all these years, but she had been planning for so long with a weak body.

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The two had secretly talked in the study for a long time before Yu Ling returned to the small courtyard arranged for her and Qin Zhirong by the Song Mansion with a thick black cloak.

"Your Highness's hands are so cold, and your concubine is warm as Your Highness."

Qin Zhirong wringed out the veil in the hot water, and scrubbed Yu Ling's cool fingers.

After washing, she covered her hand in the palm of her hand, trying to warm her with her body temperature.

Yu Ling felt the warmth in her hands, and even her heart was warm, as if bathing in the gentle spring breeze, refreshing and lingering.

She raised her lips, "Rong'er, I suddenly want to kiss you..."

As soon as the words fell, before Qin Zhirong could react, Yu Ling's soft lips lightly pecked Qin Zhirong's lips.

Seeing that Qin Zhirong's eyes were still open, Yu Ling said vaguely with a smile, "Fool, close your eyes..."

The beating candlelight swayed gently, and the scattered candlelight reflected on the two people who embraced each other, creating a warm and ambiguous atmosphere.

After a while, Yu Ling breathed lightly and left Qin Zhirong's lips, she slowly pulled out her hand around Qin Zhirong's waist, and said in a low voice, "Ben Gong's hand has been warmed by Rong Er..."

Qin Zhirong, who was already full of spring love, whispered softly, and let Yu Ling pull up his shirt, "Your Highness is really... It's really getting worse..."

She shyly clenched her fists and thumped Yu Ling lightly.

Yu Ling took advantage of the situation and grasped her little hand, and said with a sullen smile: "What is Xiao Rong'er saying, what has Ben Gong done yet..."

"Wait... When Ben Gong feels better, let Rong'er see what is really bad..."

Yu Ling was very much looking forward to this.

These days, she has become more and more restless with Rong'er. But before the big event was completed, and her identity hadn't been told to Rong'er, she could only suppress the restlessness in her heart and tasted it by other methods.

But soon.

After tonight, even if Yu Feng and Yu Lang were out of the game, Yu Sheng, who was left with an old man and treasure, would also clean up together soon.

"Concubine... Concubine is going to sleep. Your Highness, wash yourself." Qin Zhirong, who blushed, was so ashamed that he didn't know how to answer that, so he hurriedly lay down with his clothes and covered himself in the quilt.

Yu Ling, who had only tasted it just now, was already feeling itchy. She smiled at the corners of her mouth. After washing it leisurely, she took off her cloak and coat and lay beside Qin Zhirong.

With a wave of his hand, the flickering candlelight in the room also went out.

Taking advantage of the moonlight through the window, Yu Ling looked at Qin Zhirong who had already turned around, "It's a long night, why don't Rong'er warm your hands for this palace again."

With that said, the restless hand reached out to the bed.

Qin Zhirong let out a soft cry, and looked at Yu Ling with flickering eyes, and suddenly climbed onto her.

In the moonlight, she looked at Yu Ling, who was a little surprised but still looking forward to it, and bit her lower lip lightly, "Since Your Highness has requested this, then it's better to obey her as a concubine..."

She blushed, and in Yu Ling's hazy eyes, she leaned down and kissed Yu Ling's thin lips.

The tossing and affectionate kiss gradually increased in temperature.

Yu Ling's eyes were dark, and she hugged Qin Zhirong's waist with a smile, turned her side slightly, and pressed her down.

"Good, let Ben Gong come."

The curtain fell, covering the glittering spring light in the room.

Even Yue'er, who was still hanging high in the sky just outside the house, quietly hid in the clouds, leaving only some incomprehensible coquettish voices.

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