His movements paused, and finally he just sighed softly, licked the softness on his lips, stopped the kiss, carefully picked her up from the soft bed, placed her on his lap, and looked down at the sticker.
The big hands hugging the pretty face on his chest tightened, and a clearly visible softness flashed across Yun Zheng's eyes, which then returned to the bottomless color of a pool.
He has always been very clear about what he wants, no matter what the price is.
…
After a night of hangover, Lin Qingran woke up on his bed in the morning. When he opened his eyes, it was already bright. Zhiqin heard the movement in the room, so he lifted the curtain and went in to wait.
The hangover was unpleasant. Zhiqin looked at Lin Qingran's troubled expression and wiped her face with a hot handkerchief while asking, "What's wrong with you, Miss?"
Lin Qingran raised her hand and rubbed the tip of her brow. It was just such a simple action, but when she did it, she had an indescribable grace: "My head is a little dizzy." Even her voice was a bit hoarse due to the hangover.
.
"Then wait a moment, I will prepare some sobering soup for my master."
"Yeah!" Lin Qingran responded in a low voice, rubbed his head again, and asked hoarsely: "Zhiqin, how did I come back last night? Did I disturb anyone in the house?"
It was quite embarrassing to say that when she got on the carriage, although she heard Yun Zheng's confession, she didn't know whether it was because she was too surprised or frightened. After Yun Zheng's confession, she fell asleep in a daze.
I have a vague memory of what happened, and I don’t even know how I got back to the Prime Minister’s Mansion.
Zhiqin's hand moved for a moment, and then he said with a normal expression: "It was King Yun who brought you back, without disturbing other people in the mansion."
It’s a good thing that no one in the house was disturbed!
Lin Qingran felt relieved, sleepiness gradually came over her, and she yawned: "I'll sleep a little longer!"
The sun shines through the windows covered with Korean paper, making the room look extremely bright.
Zhiqin, who had been secretly sizing up Lin Qingran, looked at the pretty little face lying on the bed, his eyes paused on her still red lips, and then retreated calmly, but she was thinking in her heart
Trying to coax her to apply it with a hot handkerchief, the ambiguous traces were gone.
Rumors arose, and the three men became a tiger. After the matter of the Prime Minister's Mansion dinner spread through the mouths of many people, it was spread with embarrassment and jealousy. With the help of the three young masters at the dinner, it became more and more interesting.
Moreover, the dinner party that day was mostly attended by upper-class nobles and their female relatives. Privately, they liked Taoists the most and talked about people's right and wrong. Soon the whole capital knew that Mr. Lin had doted on his concubine and killed his legitimate son, seizing Princess Zhaohua's reward.
All the old affairs of the Prime Minister's Mansion were uncovered, and it was even rumored that Mrs. Lin's death was caused by the Prime Minister and his beloved concubine.
Prime Minister Lin tried various methods to suppress the rumors, but not only did they not work, the rumors spread more and more fiercely, and the bad guys spread them everywhere without telling them, and even added fuel and jealousy, causing Prime Minister Lin's reputation to plummet.
This was not the most troublesome thing for Mr. Lin. The most troublesome thing for him was that the fact that he spoiled his concubine and killed his wife and treated his direct descendants poorly had somehow reached the ears of the emperor. He called Mr. Lin over and cursed him.
After a meal, he was even ordered to shut up and think about his mistakes.
Even the second prince, Dugu Lin, who interceded for him, was reprimanded by the emperor. For a time, Prime Minister Lin became a hated bastard, and everyone kept aloof from him, for fear of contaminating his bad luck.
The gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, which used to be bustling with traffic in the past, suddenly became calm and quiet, and even the heights for servants to enter and exit the mansion were much lower than before.