Chapter 1: Changes in the Storm (2)

Putting on homemade fluff slippers, Lan Rong walked towards the room door with a nervous and somewhat anticipated mood.

With a "creak", the embroidery door was pulled open from the inside, and Lan Rong's slightly haggard face showed up.

"I welcome the emperor." Lan Rong did not dare to look at Zhu Yinglong. As soon as the door opened, she nodded and bowed when she saw the familiar figure.

After his identity suddenly changed, Lan Rong naturally became a little restrained. Zhu Yinglong was not concerned. He stepped into Lan Rong's room with a smile, reached out and gently lifted Lan Rong up, and said, "Rong'er doesn't need this. We are already a couple, so some etiquette is not needed here."

"Rong'er?" Lan Rong was stunned. It seemed that he had never called this before. She vaguely remembered that this title was when she was a child. At that time, her father, who was now adoptive father Lan Lin, had called her. After she traveled to Japan, she had never heard the sound of calling herself like this. For a moment, she fell into endless memories. Various expressions appeared on her tender jade-like face, sometimes laughing, sometimes resentment, sometimes tears filled her eyes, sometimes sweet, sometimes thin anger. So many expressions appeared on a person's face, Zhu Yinglong couldn't help but snatch it from his heart. He knew that if it weren't for the sufferings, this wouldn't be the case on the face of a person with great ups and downs.

It appeared, and this situation actually appeared on a beautiful girl who was only twenty years old. You can imagine how bumpy she had experienced in the past twenty years. She lacked care and was miserable in the same year, and had no friends and was treated like a chess piece. Zhu Yinglong even thought of himself. He was also a chess piece. Whether it was Zhu Yuanzhang or God, it seemed that he also needed to fight against fate. It can be said that he was not much better than Lan Rong. For a moment, whether it was the same disease or the woman who had repeatedly assassinated herself and finally became him. She felt very sorry for her. She stretched out her arm and quietly hugged Lan Rong's slender waist, and asked softly: "Rong'er, what are you thinking, so enchanting?"

"Ah." Lan Rong suddenly woke up, looked up and met Zhu Yinglong's eyes with a hint of tenderness. She felt a deer bump into her heart, and her eyes couldn't help but dodge. However, after all, she was trained by ninjas, and her emotions soon stabilized, her cheeks flushed, and she said shyly: "Your Majesty, I'm lost my mind just now."

Everyone has their own secrets, even couples are no exception. Zhu Yinglong didn't ask questions, and immediately smiled and walked towards Diaoqi Longfeng's tummy with her arms around Lan Rong.

Could it be that he would spend the night here tonight? Lan Rong was shocked by this guess. In an instant, Lan Rong's heartbeat became faster. It seemed that even the secret method of the ninja could not calm her down. This guess was quickly confirmed because she saw that her embroidery door had risen from the inside. If it weren't for her, who would have come, there were only two people in the huge room.

"This is the first time I'm alone with Rong'er. I will love you very much tonight." Zhu Yinglong's eyes were full of smiles. Everyone could hear the meaning of this. How could Lan Rong not understand it?

In an instant, Lan Rong's face was covered with red clouds, and her delicate body couldn't help but stumble. For more than ten days, she would dream of the scene of turning the clouds with Zhu Yinglong every night. Although she had already known that women were very happy at that time, she knew this when she was trained by the ninja, but when she was truly immersed, it felt like another. The girl was in love with her. She was not without desire, but she was suppressed to the lowest point, and there was no choice. Although it was a passive choice now, the man in front of her seemed to be right.

He was not without affection, and he was accepting himself little by little, and even loving himself. Before that, she was just an assassin who assassinated him repeatedly, and later became a guard who guarded him. He knew that he had given his virginity to save Lan Lin. With her keenness, how could he not know that although this man kept her by his side and gave her a title, he was always on guard against her. Now, he is actually single and spending the night with her. What does this mean?

If Zhu Yinglong could know Lan Rong’s thoughts at this moment, he might be proud. Of course he would never know, because history is commented by later generations. People in the situation cannot jump out of history, and it is even more impossible to look at themselves from decades later. It is like Confucianism. There were no such a series of fallacies such as "natural imperial power" and "preserving the laws of nature and destroying human desires", which were not misinterpreted and fabricated by later generations.

"Let's rest?"

"Well, I'm giving the emperor a generous dress?"

"No, I give Rong'er a loose dress..."

"No, the emperor..."

The wide and soft pink tent suddenly surging red tide, the lust was high, and the waves turned red, and it gradually subsided after a long time.
Chapter completed!