Speaking of this, it’s really funny and annoying. This beautiful woman is really a rare person. She was born on the eighth day of March, so why don’t I become an authentic March 8!
"March 8th." I replied angrily, thinking in my mind how many days there were left.
"It's still so long?" Meng Zihan tilted his head and thought for a while, complaining with a look of pain on his face.
"Han, I can understand you. During this period, no matter which concubine you spend the night with, I can understand." I pretended to be sad and reluctant, although losing my virginity in modern times is considered
It’s not a big deal, I’m mainly worried about the underdeveloped science and technology in ancient times. If I get a big belly, how can I have the face to see my parents!!
"Yan'er." Meng Zihan called me hesitantly, with a complicated expression on his face, and he hesitated to speak.
"Huh?" I looked at him gently, feeling a little guilty in my heart.
"I promise you, but you are not allowed to reject me." Meng Zihan's eyes glowed softly and his lips opened slightly, as if he had made a big decision.
This sentence doesn’t sound very pleasant to my ears. Oh my god, I’m a little bit tongue-tied!
"Okay." If he refuses again, I don't think I can survive. He is my backing here and I can't afford to offend him.
"Let's sleep." Meng Zihan smiled, passed me with his big hand, pulled the quilt over directly, and covered me gently.
I silently watched him change clothes and thought, these ancient people are really backward. Their clothes have so many flowery buttons, ribbons and so on, and it takes a lot of energy to take them off.
After finally watching him take off his clothes, this guy couldn't wait to hug me as soon as he got under the quilt. His hands and feet began to get restless, touching here and there, which made me feel hot.
"You." Oh my god, the devil's palm stretched out irregularly into my clothes and touched my skin unscrupulously. I finally understood what he meant by his rejection!
"Uh." I couldn't help but groan. His big, thick hands suddenly covered my breasts, and my fingers deftly drew small circles on my sensitive areas. Oh my god! Isn't this a test of my self-control!!
My heart skipped a beat, and my whole body went soft, like an electric shock, but I couldn't refuse!
Pretend to be asleep! The remaining sanity kept reminding me, but I still gasped intermittently.
This guy wants to trick me into committing a crime?! My body involuntarily pressed against Meng Zihan, and my hair fell on the pillow and became entangled with his, which made me feel even more ambiguous.
Meng Zihan didn't seem to be satisfied. He turned over and pressed me under him. He held my face with both hands and placed small kisses on the tip of my nose, forehead and earlobes. Then he lowered his head and kissed all the way down my cleavage...
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"Well, Meng Zihan" I ### repeatedly, my body felt like it was on fire, it was boiling hot, and a stream of heat flowed through my body.
"Meng Zihan, you, you are playing with fire." I muttered to myself inarticulately, and my arms unconsciously wrapped around Meng Zihan's neck.
Meng Zihan did not stop the movement of his hands and kept reaching down. Suddenly, he heard a chaotic sound outside the door.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's not good." Xiao Mozi's hurried footsteps sounded outside the door from far to near.
"Miss, Miss," Xi'er's shouts followed immediately.
I suddenly woke up and found that I was already naked. Fortunately, I was almost naked.
Meng Zihan snorted, with the emotion in his eyes, his face flushed red, he lifted up the quilt, looked at me, and then immediately picked up the clothes beside the bed and put them on quickly.
"Yan'er, please lie down, I'll go out and take a look." Meng Zihan saw me wrapped in quilt, moved to the bed, wanted to pick up my clothes, and quickly held me down.
"No, I want to go too." I didn't care so much. I bent over and picked up my clothes, exposing most of my back to the air, and shivered unconsciously.
When Meng Zihan saw that I was determined, he no longer forced him. He picked up the clothes and gently helped me put them on. Alas, this emperor, it was already very rude of me not to help him change his clothes. Instead, he helped me get dressed!
"Yan'er, let's go." Meng Zihan put on a cloak, gently held my hand, and walked into the hall together.
"What's the matter?" The rich voice conveyed a hint of unhappiness.
"Princess Xuan is very ill." Xiao Mozi's sharp voice gradually became quieter, and he raised his head and glanced at Meng Zihan quietly.
"What? You bunch of dog slaves, why didn't you tell me earlier?!" Meng Zihan was suddenly furious, and his anxious face, with his facial features twisted into a ball, was terrifying.
"What are you waiting for? Come on!" Meng Zihan's voice dropped to the bottom, and his gloomy face was filled with dark clouds.
I looked at him with some fear. I had never seen him like this before, and I felt a little worried. So, I quickly followed him and hurriedly walked outside.
"See you, Your Majesty, the Queen." As soon as he entered the door, Meng Zihan ignored everyone and rushed into the room.
I was still following closely behind him. His appearance made me a little uneasy, and I didn't even have time to think about what was wrong with me.
"Brother Emperor." He saw Prince Xuan standing by his side, looking very haggard. When he saw Meng Zihan, he hurriedly came over to greet him.
"Your Majesty is here too." Prince Xuan said politely when he saw me behind Meng Zihan, as if he were just saying hello. This man looked so tired, not at all as majestic as the last time we met in the imperial garden.
"Xiaodie, Xiaodie" Meng Zihan walked quickly to the bed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and gently called the unconscious person.
I looked at Prince Xuan with some embarrassment. He was looking at me at a loss. What is going on?!
I looked at Meng Zihan. He was staring at the sleeping person selflessly, and kept mumbling to himself, as if there were only two of them left in the world!
"Prince Xuan, let's talk." I walked quietly to Prince Xuan and whispered, not wanting to disturb the painful Meng Zihan.
Prince Xuan was stunned for a moment, glanced at the person on the bed, and followed me gently to the backyard.
"The moonlight is beautiful today, isn't it?" I slowly sat down on the stairs and turned to face the people around me.
"Your Majesty, you are so interesting." Prince Xuan smiled lightly and looked up at the moon in the starry sky.
Interesting? I smiled bitterly in my heart, yes, I am afraid I am the only one who is still in the mood to look at the moon at this time!
"Really? Xiaodie, what happened to her?" I hesitated for a moment, hesitated, and finally asked.
"She doesn't get sick for a day or two. When the weather gets cold, she becomes horribly sick." Prince Xuan sighed faintly, but there was pity and heartache in his tone, but there was no love.
Could it be that he doesn't love Xiaodie? I was shocked and a little confused.
"Prince Xuan, you are husband and wife. No matter how difficult it is ahead, no matter whether there is hope or not, you must believe in each other. Only by having confidence can you live a good life, right?" I reassured with the light of hope in my eyes.
"I'm afraid there's nothing I can do." Prince Xuan smiled bitterly, turned around and looked at me helplessly.
I understand what he means, he means that Xiaodie's hope does not lie with him.
"Okay, don't be sad, Xiaodie will be fine." I patted his shoulder and comforted him softly.
Prince Xuan looked up at me, still silent, with a hint of helplessness and bitterness in his eyes.
"Hey, how about I sing to you?" The optimist in me doesn't allow sadness to surround me.
"Your Majesty sings to me, how can I bear it?" Prince Xuan declined.
"It doesn't matter, just call me Yan'er. One girl on the left and one girl on the right. Don't call me old." I smiled brightly at him and said strangely.
"Listen, this is your honor." I turned my head and winked at him playfully, cleared my throat, looked at the bright moon in the sky and sang: When will the bright moon come? I ask the blue sky with my wine, I don't know the palace in the sky, tonight
What year is it...
"Your Majesty, I think you should go back first." Prince Xuan looked at me longingly and looked back into the house thoughtfully.
"Call me Yan'er." I pretended to be angry and looked at him unhappy.
"Okay, Yan'er, I think the emperor won't be able to go back for a while, or you should go back and wait." There was something in Prince Xuan's words, and after a while, he sincerely advised me.
I hesitated for a moment, and what he said made sense. Looking at Meng Zihan's behavior, it was probably a question mark whether he could go back tonight.