It took a long time for the two of them to slip down from the peak of happiness. Murong Che lifted her chin with one hand and kissed her delicate lips gently.
"Ran'er, I love you." The breath from his voice blew on the tips of her hair, teasing her still intoxicated heart.
"Che, I love you too." She exhaled, her eyebrows filled with intoxicating coquettishness, which made Murong Che a little bit crazy.
"Ran'er, you are so beautiful!" Murong Che couldn't help but express his feelings. At this time, she was like a spring flower that had just bloomed, making him unable to stop.
"No matter how beautiful you are, you will grow old one day, Che. I hope you can love me as always. No matter whether I am beautiful or ugly, young or old..."
"Ran'er, are you worried that I will take a concubine?" Murong Che gently stroked her loose hair: "I said it will not change. I will not abandon you after you fade away.
"
The mother-in-law was also admired by everyone, and was pampered by the emperor every night. Unfortunately, after just a few years, although she was not relegated to the cold palace, she only stayed in the palace alone. He has lamented the women in the palace since he was a child.
His fate, especially after he became an adult, was to decide that he would only marry one concubine and love only one person in his life.
"I believe you." Yanran was already a little sleepy.
After a storm, she was really tired and kissed Murong Che: "Che, I love you. Please hold me to sleep tonight."
After saying the gentle words, his eyes were closed, and his final consciousness was finally conquered by the god of sleep.
Holding her in his arms, Murong Che stared at her neck, which was as tender as a baby. Her neck was covered with kiss marks.
After thinking about it carefully, Murong Che kissed the sleeping Yan Ran and whispered softly: "Ran'er, I love you. You must stay, you must stay..."
Although he had received her promise, he still felt a little worried, and there was an element of instability surrounding him and filling his heart.
In the early morning, when Yanran woke up, she realized that she was naked. Next to her lay a muscular man with a strong muscle belly.
Before he woke up, she quietly pressed a passionate and long kiss on his forehead, touched the clothes, and wanted to put them on and get up.
"Ran'er." Without warning, she was pulled into his arms again. The blush on her already shy face became more obvious, trying to avoid his ambiguous touch.
"Did I hurt you last night?" Murong Che gently held her with one arm to prevent her from escaping, and gently stroked her tender neck with his other hand, his tone full of pity.
After hearing this, Yan Ran remembered all the sweetness from last night. She nodded lightly, then shook her head, gently raised his chin, kissed him boldly, then let go, and said sweetly: "I know it hurts, but...
bully me."
"Bullying, haha, I don't dare to bully my wife." Murong Che responded by pecking her nose: "As long as you don't bully me."
"I bullied you? How is that possible? First, I'm not as tall as you. Second, your kung fu is much better than mine." She curled her lips and gave him a sweet look.
"Your Majesty, Miss, the Fifth Princess is here." Yu'er stood at the door and gently knocked on the door. It's strange that both the Miss and the Prince got up very late today and were already getting up early.
"You Yu'er, you ruin good things every time!" Murong Che responded helplessly while getting dressed, with a sense of unfinished business.
"It's obviously your sister Yun'er who came to ruin a good thing!" Yan Ran pushed back unwilling to be outdone, watching him put on clothes sweetly, and suddenly felt the desire to change clothes for her.
"I'll do it." She chuckled.
"It's not what I asked for." Murong Che handed over the clothes, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Yan Ran, who was sitting up and still naked.
"I...wait."
Under his lustful gaze, Yanran finally remembered that she hadn't put on her clothes yet, so she got into the quilt hurriedly and shyly. She felt for her bra and put it on under the quilt. She still didn't get up shyly, and groped for it with her hands.
Other clothes.
"Shy little woman!" Murong Che chuckled and scratched her nose: "Since last night, Ran'er has finally become the only woman for me, Murong Che."
One sentence made her blush again. She secretly complained in her heart about why she didn't fall in love in modern times. If she had experience, she wouldn't be able to help but blush every time.
"Look, I'm shy again." His big hands ran under the quilt at some point.
"Don't be like this, okay? Yun'er is waiting for us." Yanran gasped, holding the pair of restless Shuijiao under the quilt.
"If Madam doesn't mind, I really don't want to go out." Murong Che turned over without formality to suppress her evil smile.
"Third brother, third sister-in-law." Murong Yun waited anxiously and went directly to the door of the bedroom.
"Yun'er... coming right away... coming right away." She couldn't breathe under the pressure of him, and she shouted with a guilty conscience. She pushed Murong Che, and finally the body pressing on her fell to one side, and she put away her lust.
With a look in his eyes, he quickly got dressed.
In the flower hall.
Murong Yun's face was full of displeasure.
"What's going on, Yun'er, please say something." Yanran asked in a low voice. Yun'er was always lively and cheerful, but today after she opened the door and walked out, she became inexplicably quiet, silent, and her eye circles seemed to be a little swollen.
red.
"Third sister-in-law, wuwu——" Finally unable to control his emotions, Murongche threw himself into Yanran's arms and sobbed.
"Don't cry, don't cry, what's wrong?"
Yanran smiled bitterly and helped wipe away her tears. She was really confused. She looked at Murong Che who was standing aside. Murong Che shook his head gently, and his doubtful eyes told her that he didn't know either.
"Yun'er, what's wrong with you?" Murong Che frowned slightly, pulled up a chair and sat down: "Who bullied you?"
"Third brother, third sister-in-law." Raising her tearful eyes, Murong Yun's eyes were a little gloomy, without the luster of the past. She lowered her head and thought for a while, then raised her head, gritted her teeth, and seemed to have made up her mind:
"Brother Qingchu rejected me. He said it was impossible for us to be together. This is the second time he has rejected me. I am so angry that I really want to kill him."
"It's really him." Murong Che sighed softly. He really didn't know what Shangguan Qingchu was thinking. He even refused such a beautiful and infatuated princess.
Yanran pretended to sneer and observed the changes on Murong Yun's face: "Humph, cousin Qingchu is obviously blind, and he actually rejected Yun'er." She freed up a hand and patted Murong Yun's shoulder: "Forget it, Yun.
Son. There are many outstanding men in the capital, so why would you hang yourself on a tree?"
As expected, Murong Yun immediately pouted and defended Shangguan Qingchu:
"Third sister-in-law, don't say that. Yun'er won't marry anyone except brother Qingchu. But yesterday, my father actually asked Yun'er to talk about the marriage."
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I’m so tired when I go back to my hometown. There are many things to do every day. Visiting relatives and friends is essential. There are also many trivial matters. Updates have been a lot slower recently. They are all written by Xiaoxiao in the dead of night. No matter what, I will definitely write during the National Day