Immediately, Luo Changan was held by Di Qianao's hand and walked in this palace that made her want to escape several times but never let go. He held her hand tightly and returned to the Dragon Sleeping Room.
He sat on the chair and she stood in front of him.
He put his hands behind her and lifted her up slightly, looking up at her with a sense of devout worship. In order to stabilize herself, she clung to his neck.
The early morning sunlight poured in through the window, casting a layer of light on her body, making the curve of her neck look particularly beautiful.
"The queen has brought the old man back from the imperial mausoleum," Di Qianao said softly, "but has she let go of her heartache?"
Luo Changan nodded, "Let it go. As long as the emperor is happy, I... don't mind anything."
"Queen..." Di Qianao's voice softened.
"I want to make the emperor happy. I always feel that the miscarriage is caused by cause and effect. I once pushed Murong Jue to abort the shapeless child in Song Panyan's belly. The thief made the embryo into a baby hairpin and held it in my hand.
For several months, it was really hot, and I felt panicked every night. Yongle'er's departure also let go of this knot in my heart. Evil deeds will eventually have their consequences."
Emperor Qianao said warmly: "Luo Chang'an, don't blame yourself. When it comes to sins, I have countless lives and blood in my hands. Yongle'er's departure must be my fault. It has nothing to do with my queen."
Luo Changan's eyes were a little bitter, he was willing to endure all the suffering for her.
"You have made concessions for me. You have fulfilled my face, the Queen Mother's face, and even the royal family's face. I am really grateful." Di Qian'ao pulled her closer to him. She lowered her cheeks and almost
Touching the tip of his nose.
"I... hope the emperor is happy." Luo Changan whispered.
Di Qianao squinted his eyes and looked at her lips, whether to kiss them or not, because they were the most sultry ones. Her heartbeat was also fast. He said softly: "What are the queen's plans today?"
"An ordinary day." Luo Changan listed his plans one by one: "Send Jinhe to the Imperial College, arrange Jinfeng for the wet nurse, then go to attend Xiao Da... Xiao Yu's wedding, and come back in the afternoon to see the Queen Mother.
In the evening, I went to participate in Bai Ze's martial arts competition to boost his morale, then coaxed Jinhe Jinfeng to sleep, and finally coaxed me to sleep..."
Di Qianao raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's quite fulfilling. It seems like there's nothing wrong with me?"
Luo Changan laughed, "Don't you, Emperor, want to go to Xiaoyu's wedding with me? And if you are free, Emperor, you can also go to Bai Ze's martial arts competition with me..."
Di Qianao heard Xiao Yu's name twice in a row, feeling as if he was being punished by Ling Chi. He didn't want to listen to her calling this person's name anymore. He didn't think about it even once. He expressed his sincerity, the sincerity of a little thing.
, he wants to get it. Does she really need Lan Yan’s confidant?
Di Qianao put his hand behind her, and his slender hand reached through the line of clothes and held it on her waist. She froze, but she heard him ask softly: "Do you need to explain to the Queen what happened to Yang Qingling just now?
To be honest, I am tired, there is no shortage of these around me, so I am tired of explaining and wasting my time."
"I'm tired too. Your people, headed by Hai Yin, can't speak well anymore. I'm really ashamed." Luo Changan smiled bitterly, "No need to explain, there are many temptations around the emperor, and there may be many new temptations in the future.
, Qingling is a teenager again, and when I lose my appearance, there will still be young girls coming my way, but I know that I am the only one in the emperor’s heart. No one can take away from the emperor.”
"So good. She's made progress." Di Qianao praised her.
Outside the door, Haiyin said softly, "Emperor, the courtiers have arrived at the Jinluan Palace one after another. There is only a quarter of an hour left before the start of the morning court. Are you leaving for the morning court...?"
Luo Changan looked at the sky and realized that it was almost Chen time. Political affairs could not be delayed. He quickly said: "It's getting late. The emperor should go to the morning court as soon as possible. We have been talking for a while."
Di Qianao pursed his lips and said, "We only talked for a while."
Luo Changan got rid of Di Qianao's shackles, and then helped him pack up the official documents and folders on the table, "These are all to be brought to the court. You stayed up late to deal with the four or five folders a while ago, and you approved three of them.
The official document is given to you."
Di Qianao took the folder and the official document from her hand and held it in his hand. His eyes focused on her collar. The buttons that were fastened meticulously were really attractive. He responded softly, "Yes."
Then, Luo Changan took another cotton cloak and handed it to Di Qianao, and said warmly: "It's cold today, please add a cloak."
"Okay." Di Qian'ao lazily put his cloak on his arm, then moved his eyebrows slightly and touched her head. He still had some lingering thoughts, but had to leave. He passed the screen and walked away.
Luo Changan walked to the door and looked at his receding figure, his heart still throbbing with the ambiguity of being gently held up by his arm.
She turned around and was about to go back to the house. Suddenly she heard footsteps behind her. The footsteps were urgent and unsteady, with a hint of madness. She turned around in confusion, only to see Di Qianao holding an official memorial in his hand.
, still with the cloak on his arm, turned back again, and stood by the door, looking down at her with a deep gaze, and his breathing became heavy.
Luo Changan asked in confusion: "But did you forget to bring something?"
"My heart dropped." Di Qianao lowered his head and kissed Luo Changan's mouth fiercely, his domineering aura attacking her with strong aggression.
He forced the dragon boots into the house, and Luo Changan had to retreat due to his strong momentum.
Di Qianao threw the official document in his hand to the ground, and also threw his cloak to the ground. Then he hugged Luo Changan's waist, clasped the back of her head and deepened the intense and long kiss. He pressed her whole body against the wall.
, kissing and caressing her fiercely, as if to make up for more than a month, Luo Changan was enveloped in strong emotions, subconsciously grabbed his neck, and kissed him back timidly.
"I kissed you to comfort you when you had a miscarriage. You said you didn't want to kiss me anymore, and you ignored me to the extreme." Di Qianao kissed her on her face, neck, and even her ears, and said in a low voice: "Do you want me or not?"
kiss you!"
"Emperor...I..."
"Queen, don't suppress your thoughts. There is no shame in it. Tell me the truth, okay?" Di Qianao coaxed softly, "Don't just let me have wishful thinking, give me some responses..."
"I...I miss the emperor." Luo Changan removed the shackles of etiquette under his attack and said softly, "The limitations of etiquette cannot be exceeded. Please ask the emperor to return to the dragon bed to rest. My mother is outside, so I really dare not
Danle. But...I really miss you secretly."
"I can't wait until night, let me kiss you enough now." Di Qian'ao took her hand, put her tender and sweet jade fingers between his teeth and rolled them.
Luo Changan felt the cool and delicate touch of his tongue on her fingertips, and her body softened.
Haiyin whispered again outside the door: "Emperor... come to court early..."
Luo Changan quickly pushed Di Qianao's chest, and there were deep marks on her neck.
Di Qianao's breathing was ragged, "At night, I want to see the cinnabar words on your belly. Do you want me to do that?"