Xia Yan hugged Yifang with a funny and distressed and distressed, and saw her tears endlessly. She could only hold her on her legs and shake it gently, like coaxing a crying baby.
He didn't know how dramatic changes in Yifang's heart at this time. A woman, suppressing all the sadness, joy and hate, from the poverty -stricken daughter -in -law to this step, relying on her calmness and calmness, but now
For a man, a man full of danger, the suspicious and suspicious man lost the calm and calm heart, Yifang's heart, for this huge gambling, panic and uneasy, but never thought about it.
Think of complexity to rely on trust but sensitive mood. Yifang didn't know how to vent, and could only cry.
"Okay, don't cry, if you don't want to, think about other methods, don't cry, okay."
Xia Yan coaxed patiently, his eyebrows, with a thin and fragmented tenderness honey hidden. He always had endless patience for Yifang in his arms. Maybe this is the difference between love or not love, even if it is, even if it is
His blood, blood, and blood, because of the faintness of the court, he never took care of his palms carefully.
Xia Yan coaxed for half an hour, and Yifang finally stopped crying. The original panic heart gradually stabilized.
When she wiped her tears, and looked at Xia Yan's smiley face, she had a different feeling.
She clarified her heart, and once Xia Jie was unwilling to admit it, and would resist falling in love. She also experienced such a moment. Now, since I understand it, she chooses to accept it.
He will definitely be panicked and be seized by others. Maybe, this will give her more courage and strength, and keep this man from her side forever. In the past, she used her own clever
In the final analysis, Xia Yan's love is to calculate her future and status. After that, she must not use her sincerity to calculate the real meaning of Xia Xun!
After the thoughts and hesitation of the dust fell, the fog lingering in my heart was sinking, and Yifang's eyes moved, looking at Xia Yan's eyes, it was already full of clear and true love.
Xia Xun's sight of Shangyi Fang moved, and his heart moved keenly, but he could not see what changes in it.
Yifang also looked at him with such eyes before, full of suppressed love, but why at this moment, this love has made his heart, the fierce beating of unavailable control? The joy is intensified!
No matter what it is, this change, he thinks, he likes it!
He smiled with his lips, and the Mo Yan who came back and forth on Yifang's face, a helpless smile: "Don't cry?"
Yifang's eyebrows were unable to whisper, bowed his head, and the white skin of the neck was exposed. In the candlelight, it exuded a fatal temptation, which made Xia Yan tighten his body, and his breathing gradually became turbid.
Xia Yan smiled lowly, with hot lips, printed on Yifang's neck, kissing little by little, and vaguely in his mouth: "The small fairy of the man, pack you first, then talk about those who are.
Bad things. ""
Yifang has just realized her feelings for Xia Yan, and her body became particularly sensitive. Under the touch and kiss of Xia Yan, she had already been confused, and she was trapped in Xia Xun.
Ambiguous and sweet.
Xia Xun saw Yifang's charm lying under him, his mind was willed, and his kiss became more and more dense. Raindrops were usually hit on Yifang's face and body.
Hmm, let Xia Yan more emotional, the two bodies lingered together, there was no further movement, and suddenly there was a rapid footsteps outside the outside. Then, Li Fu's panic sound.
"The emperor, the old slave had something to say about the emperor."
Xia Xun's face sank, stopped, and took a handful of Yifang, covering her secretly, and the cold voice of displeased: "What's going on."
Li Fu's heart was scared. He was in the palace for many years. Naturally, he knew that disturbing the king at this time would make Long Yan angry, but he dared not report this matter!
He immediately knelt on the ground, shaking his throat: "Qi Qi, Mrs. Li of the Rouge Palace became more red.
"What!"
Yifang heard the word abortion. The first thing that thought of was Hua Yunqing, but after returning to God, I realized that the person Li Fu just said was Mrs. Li, but Mrs. Li, when did she be pregnant?
If you have pregnancy, shouldn't he tell her that this is the concubine in charge of the harem? Or someone is afraid that she is unhappy, so she concealed it?
As soon as this thought flashed, Yifang went sideways to see Xia Yan and found that after he found his gloomy face, he immediately destroyed this idea.
Although Xia Yan loved her at this time, the men's three wives and four wives were in this space and space, which was considered a thing that should be deserved. Besides, Xia Ye was the emperor, and the inheritance of the royal incense was a major event in the world.
A concubine has a pregnancy in Xia Yan, and she does not need to hide her at all!
Moreover, it seems that he was also very surprised that Mrs. Li was pregnant. Then, Mrs. Li could only hide her own things. The prince in the palace was rarely born safely.
Don't let people start, want to raise a suitable opportunity to give birth to the child, but I didn't expect it to be started.
Yifang smiled coldly in her heart. She would not start with innocent life, but she would not have more sympathy, not to mention that she loved Xia Ye now and asked her to sympathize with another one who shared the one she loved.
Woman, she can't do that kind of kindness.
But at this time, no matter her identity or the performance in front of Xia Yan, she should take a look.
When Yifang's thoughts were converted, she was going to get up. She thought that Xia Yan would pass, so she wanted to get out of bed to get Xia Yi's clothes first.
Hold down.
"What do you do, it's cool and cold, and don't know how to cherish your body."
The gloomy air on Xia Yan had scattered. He grabbed Yifang's hand and stuffed it into the quilt again. He also lay down on his side.
Yifang saw his movements, so unknown, the charming big eyes were full of puzzles. After a while, Yifang said, "Don't you go to the Rouge Palace, then ..."
The next word Yifang was hesitant, and felt a little bit painful in his heart, but he said, "That's the flesh of the emperor."
After Xia Yan's eyes finished speaking in Yifang, she stayed on her face for a long time, with inquiry and thinking. Yifang was cool and uncomfortable by such eyes.
Holding her hand, she didn't know how to face this look. She lowered her head and said: "The emperor, the courtiers have no other intention, but the concubine is now in charge of the harem.
In the past, Chen Ye would not pass, but I was afraid that Mrs. Li will come to our ministers tomorrow. "