Ever since he let his sister know what happened that day, Murong Qiufeng has been guarding her almost every step of the way, trying his best to talk to her about topics that interest her, trying to calm her down, for fear that she would do something stupid if she couldn't think of it.
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March is the perfect month for spring, and the gardens are full of spring colors, so beautiful.
Murong Qiuyun stood among the flowers, holding a small bottle and carefully collecting the flower dew.
Murong Qiufeng saw this scene when he woke up early in the morning. Although it was beautiful, his heart was still aroused and he walked over quickly, "Jun'er, what are you doing? Be careful of getting cold."
Murong Qiuyun smiled, her smile so pure that no trace of sadness could be seen, like a carefree child, "I heard from Cuigu that if a newborn child is baptized with floral dew in the early morning, he will be in good health in the future.
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Murong Qiufeng was startled, but when he saw her speaking, she was caressing her belly, with a loving look on her face, and a smile on her lips that showed happiness, but he felt very heartbroken. For some reason, he was originally in such a situation with his sister.
He should feel relieved, but he was very uneasy, always feeling that something was about to happen.
"Jun'er, you're not feeling well. Just let your brother do these things."
"No, brother, I must do this kind of thing myself. This is a gift from me to my child. Of course I should do it myself. Okay, don't worry, I'm not suitable for things made of paper. It's almost done. Let's go back to the house.
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Murong Qiufeng pursed her lips, feeling very complicated. She didn't know what to say, so she could only sigh secretly in her heart, nodded, and reached out to help her into the house, "Be careful."
Unknowingly, he stayed in the Prince's Mansion for nine days, and the deadline of one month was only a few days away. The closer it got, the more uneasy Murong Qiufeng became, but he didn't know what he was worried about, whether he was worried about his sister's poison, or about Ye and the others.
, he was very upset and had trouble sleeping and eating these days.
Tossing and turning, he couldn't fall asleep. He sighed, rubbed his forehead, lifted the quilt, stood up, went to the table and poured a glass of cold water, walked to the window, opened the window, and looked at the moonscape outside, with deep worry and worry in his eyes.
exhausted.
He sighed deeply again, picked up the cup and brought it to his mouth. The cold touch made him pause, and then he opened his mouth, ready to drink.
But at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him. He wanted to retreat vigilantly, but the cup in his hand was still snatched away.
"Who?" His face darkened, and he shouted in a low voice. He didn't have time to put on some clothes, so he chased him out of the window wearing thin clothes. The person who came had extremely high martial arts and body skills. What he was most worried about was that he was afraid that this person was...
It's aimed at Jun'er.
Just when he jumped onto the roof, he saw a black shadow swaying in the distance. Before he could catch up, a cold feeling ran down his back, and then his pupils suddenly shrank and his acupuncture points were pressed.
The scene when Yun Feiyang tapped his acupuncture points and was taken away flashed through his mind, and his face instantly turned pale.
But the visitor ignored his reaction and directly picked him up. He stepped lightly on his toes and quickly jumped on the roof and left the Prince's Mansion.
When they left, there was another person on the originally empty roof. He was dressed in white clothes and fluttering in the wind. His long-sleeved and thin back looked very lonely and lonely. His black hair gently brushed his face to block him.
All the expressions, but those deep black eyes, looking at the direction the two people were leaving, were full of deep bitterness and pain.
At this moment, Murong Qiufeng had been taken to a secluded courtyard and entered a dark room.
But this time, there was no restlessness and urgency in his heart, but excitement and surprise, so much so that the corners of his eyes became wet.
As the two people entered, the door was lifted by a strong wind and closed firmly.
The man in black hugged the person and walked directly to the bed. It could be said that he threw the person on the bed somewhat rudely.
Even though the bed was covered with several layers of soft quilts, Murong Qiufeng still felt some pain in his back, but then a shadow came over him, and his acupuncture points were released, but he was also suppressed.
As if a calloused hand touched his cheek, it stung a little, but it made him feel at ease. Tears fell from the corners of his eyes. He stretched out his hand and actively wrapped his arms around the neck of the person above him, all the while gently stroking the person above him.
I felt a slight change on my cheek, and felt sour in my heart, feeling very distressed.
The person above him stiffened for a moment, then took his hand, rubbed it gently, brought it to his lips and kissed it, but did not take the initiative to speak, but slowly lowered his head.
The breathing between the two became more and more obvious, until they finally intertwined.
Murong Qiufeng closed her eyes gently, pressed her hands tightly on the man's back, and tilted her head slightly to make the kiss go smoother and deeper.
It was just a not very passionate kiss, but the bodies of the two of them were trembling slightly. The strength between the clasped hands and fingers made the bones ache, and the hands on the body seemed to be stabbed.
Entering the flesh and blood.
But this kind of pain seemed to be a reflection of the two people's sense of security, making them feel extremely at ease at the moment.
After the kiss ended, both of them were breathing a little confused, breathing heavily, but the corners of their mouths couldn't help but curl up.
A burning kiss fell to his mouth, carefully removing the moisture from the corner of his mouth.
Feeling such tenderness, Murong Qiufeng buried her head deeply into the man's neck, whispered in a low voice, "I miss you so much."
"I know!" The same hoarse and low voice was very sexy, and the hot breath stimulated the skin of the person below.
They didn't go any further, they just hugged each other tightly on the bed, waited for their breathing to calm down, leaned on each other, and fell into a deep sleep in silence with a satisfied smile.
They were all too tired, not only physically tired, but also mentally tired.
This night, Murong Qiufeng slept very well. He was woken up by the constant itching.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the familiar pair of deep black eyes that made his heart palpitate.
"Morning." Shangguan Ye curled his lips and smiled, lying on his side, holding Murong Qiufeng's waist with one hand and supporting his head with the other.
Murong Qiufeng was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Good morning." It turned out that it was not a dream.
Seeing each other again after an absence of almost three months, there was no excitement or intense interaction, but the long flow of water and tenderness.
The early spring sunshine fell on that handsome and jade-like face, the narrow eyes were bent, and the light spots fell on the eyelashes. It was so beautiful that it made people hold their breath.
Shangguan Ye's most honest and quick feeling was a tightness in his lower abdomen, followed by a rush of heat rushing into his brain.
"Baby, I originally wanted you to rest more, but if you seduce me like this, I won't be polite." As he said that, he smiled evilly, moved his hand around his waist down, pressed his buttocks, and let him
The lower bodies of the two people were close to each other, and then there was a little more teasing in the corners of their mouths, "It turns out that the baby is also so enthusiastic..."