Penghao sighed deeply. Regardless of whether it was true or false, let her finally be happy and truly fall in love.
If you are a grasshopper, just call me Ling'er."
Yinzi did not dare to look into Penghao's eyes anymore, so he held her tightly in his arms.
You man, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I couldn’t.
The imperial edict and the imperial edict touched the heart of Prince Yinqi.
Make a living and make a living."
Let her be called Ling'er, his silly Ling'er. Let's just have a dream like this. What would she be called if she wasn't called Ling'er? Penghao closed her eyes.
I believe in the wild weeds all over the mountains and plains, such a lowly life.
Just call him Linger, and be his Linger. At this moment, be his Linger. Have a beautiful dream.
She believed that Nurse Yalin and her dead mother must have taken pity on her, so they gave her such a beautiful dream. Let her meet him here and fall in love here. Let him see her when she was at her most beautiful. Yes. , let him meet her when she is most beautiful, isn't this the greatest mercy from God to her?
What else could Xuanhao beg for from God? All she had to do was be his Ling'er.
Are you looking for a grasshopper?"
Please let me take a good look at you, I miss you. I have been dreaming about you every day these days. Ling'er, hold me tight, I'm cold, my heart is so cold."
He just hugged her tightly like this, and let her hug him tightly like this. Why did he care so much? Who did he care about? Where did he live? Are these important? No, these are just a few. It doesn't matter if she has a son, no matter where he lives, he is a nobleman, a nobleman who is thousands of miles away from her world. Why ask so many questions? What's the use? He will not belong to her, no, Never. She only has this moment of him, at least he belongs to her at this moment, right?
In this cold moonlit night, they hugged each other tightly, as if they had become a whole in this world, and they were no longer alone.
The sex deepened and the moon rose, but he still held her tightly. Her body was white, soft and beautiful. His passion was hot and fierce. They just forgot everything, the world around them, they Hug each other tightly.
After the passion passed, the girls hugged each other and fell on the grass.
Are you proud of yourself?"
Damn it!
Do you want me to go home?"
Zi Yinqi didn't want to go on like this anymore. He thought it would be better to take Ling'er back.
He sat up, his face full of panic, "No..." She could never go home with him. She couldn't imagine that his home, his home, was not her home, nor was it a home. A place where she can stay.
He said, "I already have three wives, but I really, really only love you. They were all set by my mother, and they all came in before I knew you. I ?”
Zi Yinqi knew that he couldn't tell her his true identity. That would do no good to either of them. She might be frightened. Besides, he didn't have the ability to protect her safety now. He still wanted to She was brought to her mother's harem, where at least she would be safe.
He was afraid, he was afraid that one day, she would disappear in front of his eyes. He really didn't want her to be hurt at all, but he hoped she could understand his heart.
However, Prince Yinqi's words had frightened Penghao. She shed tears. She couldn't, she couldn't go back to his home with Yinqi. She knew she couldn't. Does he want her to be his bed slave? He, Inqi, does he want her to be his bed slave? Does he want her to live in the shadow of his wives? How can his wives tolerate her. They are all people of noble birth, and she Why live with them? How long does he want her to be his bed slave? One day, she is old and loses her temperament and is abandoned by him. Then how can she be in love? Besides, she still has a father. If he wants to find him, she can't go with him.
Fang Menhui, she doesn’t want to go home with him.