When Luo Changan heard this, his eyes widened a little, and he felt that he was able to move among all kinds of women with ease. Many times, she thought she had completely got him, but now she felt that she was getting farther and farther away from him.
Staring at him with red eyes, she couldn't understand him more and more.
To him, what is she? The difference between life and death, does he care?
"As long as it's easy to use with your hands and mouth, don't go deep. If it hurts, tell me and I'll... stop." Di Qian'ao could hardly contain his accusing eyes at her. He lowered his head and kissed her stubborn lips hard, prying
He opened her tightly closed teeth and kissed her hard. The tip of her soft tongue was so sweet.
Luo Changan felt as if she had been captured alive by a ferocious beast. Her mouth seemed to be bleeding and hurting. She also made some uncontrollable sounds in her mouth. She slightly raised her chin under his strong attack, and his hand touched her graceful neck.
, restrained her cheek and deepened this intense deep kiss after seven months. She only felt that he was... getting better at this aspect, which showed that he had been studying hard for half a year.
He pulled her hand to his waist, expertly feeling the sensitive parts of her body to see if she had learned new skills. Her six months of absence made him extremely concerned about what she did during that half year, and
He cares about who she is and how she spends the night, what position Shen Qingchuan is, how her surname is Shen, how she can take another man's surname! Even if it's just for fun, it won't work! He has occupied her since she was twenty years old
, she had never been out of his sight for so long, and he had his eyes on her during the year when he went to war! But in the past six months, he had his eyes covered and didn't know anything!
However, at this moment when they almost broke up, he suppressed the word "Shen". It was not the opportunity, but if he mentioned it, he did not trust her. She needed warmth at this time, not suspicion, but she was deeply jealous!!
Fortunately, the jerky and restrained reaction on her body was familiar to him. It was developed and taught by him. She did not learn any skills that she should not have mastered. His emotions were completely aroused, and his kiss got out of hand, all the way down her neck.
His marks were left on her waist and calves. He held on to his last sanity and did not attack her. Touching her brought him such intense pleasure that it drove him crazy. Finally, with a roar, he confessed... outside her body.
"Well... the little thing is so annoying. I... am so embarrassed." Di Qianao lay on her neck, groaning in his throat, looking uncomfortable and panting violently. He held her in his arms.
She was trembling violently in her arms. She regained some of her sanity and her voice was almost hoarse. "Your legs are dirty. Go take a shower. Just wiping them will not refresh you enough. It will make you uncomfortable to sleep on. Be good."
"Just now you..." Luo Changan felt her legs were wet and hot. She was caught off guard. She had never seen him like this before.
"Well, Jiubi...it's okay." Di Qianao handed her the towel, cleaned it up a little, put on the white undershirt, and restored his distant and restrained look.
Luo Changan was also frightened, and his face turned pale. He had never seen him in such an embarrassing state before, and he felt a little distressed for no reason. Wasn't the harem full, how could it... be so lacking, and he surrendered just by kissing her and touching her.
But he didn't force her, and she still felt that he respected her.
Luo Changan went to Wenchi again and washed away the discomfort in her legs. Her cheeks were hot. When she came out of Wenchi, she saw Emperor Qianao sitting at the head of the bed and leaning on a soft pillow, reading a book.
He patted his inner side and said, "Come here. Don't disobey me. I am the king and you are the minister!"
"My concubine obeys the decree." Luo Changan was afraid that he would say the words monarch and minister, so she walked over and lay down on his side with a meek face. He placed her body on his belly and gently lowered his hands.
Caressing her cheek.
She didn't push him away, but she was cuddling against him as if she were clinging to a talisman, and her mood was completely different.
He didn't explain his harem. She didn't ask.
He is like a husband who comes to fulfill his obligations to his wife, and she cannot talk about his multiple concubines.
It seems that he is no longer the one who was willing to clean up the harem for her a few years ago, and she is no longer the queen who is proud of her favor and let him sing "Full of Loyalty". A fire has burned her to the point where she only cares about
Powerful, phoenix position.
He didn't explain anything about Liu Qin and Bai Ze, nor did he explain the portrait of her facing the wall. She felt depressed and didn't ask about it. In fact, she was still unwilling to do so. She just wanted to ask about those things.
Does he still remember the past?
The boat slowly started moving along the Shijiang River. Luo Changan didn't know where the boat would take her, but she had a place she wanted to go back to.
Her phoenix position! The pair of sons she gave birth to with all her life! And the murderer Yang Qingling! She wants to go back to Dadongming Palace!
But he didn't ask her to go back.
This aggravated her suffocation and nameless grievance. Why didn't he mention taking her back? They haven't reconciled yet, right?
"Emperor, I..." Luo Changan whispered, it was difficult to say. He used to disdain to seek favor and status, but now he is more open-minded and will use any means to achieve his goals.
"What do you want, say it." Di Qian'ao asked, his gentle eyes falling on her eyebrows.
"I...want to go back to the palace." Luo Changan had actually been waiting for him to say that he would take her back to the palace for a long time, but from the boat she was selling things to the boat where their relationship almost got out of hand, he didn't have any
When it came to bringing her back to the palace and she needed Feng Quan to take revenge, it seemed...humble for her to bring it up first.
He came to the boat to capture Si Liang, not because of her, right?
Di Qian'ao was inexplicably happy in his heart. Didn't he just come to welcome her back? But she took the initiative to mention that at least I still have some use value. After using it, she should leave me completely, but suddenly... she doesn't want to use it.
I can help her get rid of her hatred by my own means, or she can take her revenge slowly, "Okay."
When Luo Changan saw that his attitude was just normal, she felt quite disappointed, so she just said softly: "I want to be more formal when I go back."
"How to make it official? Just tell me and I will listen." Di Qianao arranged some arrangements for himself and tried his best to give what he could, but if she had greater requirements, he could create conditions to do so.
satisfy.
"You...can you take me back in person?" Luo Changan said and lowered his head in disappointment. After all, his appearance was no longer good, and his coquettish voice was not sweet. It was so pitiful, "Just for the sake of being a couple, we are still
Selling me three cents of thin noodles? The harmony between the emperor and the empress on the surface, at least in front of your mother and concubines, will teach me some face, so that I won't go back alone carrying a baggage. Is that okay?"
Di Qianao's heart twitched, it turned out that the request was just that simple. He thought that one of the reasons why he loved her was that she was always pursuing the concept of home, but he tried his best and couldn't give her the kind of home she needed.
It hurts even more.
"Okay." Di Qian'ao said softly, "Take the waterway from Shijiang Ferry to Chang'an City Ferry. I will take you ashore. Luo Chang'an, come home with me."
Luo Changan said: "Go back to the palace."
Di Qianao tugged at the center of his eyebrows and asked her for words: "Go home."
Luo Changan insisted: "Go back to the palace."
Di Qianao's eyes were filled with a dull look, and he said desperately, "Well, let's go back to the palace."
"Emperor, where will I live when I... return to the palace?" Luo Changan said with his eyes a little red. There were hundreds of palaces, but none of them were home. "The harem and the palace are both full. Changchun Palace was originally
The East Palace in the old capital was renamed the Changchun Palace, and now there are people living there, and then, my Changming Palace Lantern...forget it, I won’t talk about it anymore.”
Luo Changan doesn't care where he lives, but everyone in the harem will definitely watch. If he goes back to live in an inappropriate palace, it will be a joke. A dove occupies a phoenix's nest, and a phoenix lives in a dove's cave.
And my everlasting palace lantern. I still think about my palace lantern. It’s ridiculous. I miss my palace lantern, but the fire didn’t burn it. It’s sad.
"Live in the New East Palace. You... live in the New East Palace alone." Di Qianao said softly, "Queen, of course I want to live in the East Palace. You know my nature, and I will handle my belongings according to etiquette."
"What about you?" Luo Changan asked with a warm smile, "Where do you live?"
"I... live in the dragon's dormitory. I miss you people, so I will check out your sign. If I have time, I will walk around." Di Qianao smiled warmly and suppressed some strong emotions.
, my only favorite will only harm her, I don’t dare to do it anymore.
After so many years, I have come to understand that if I kept my cool and protected her, I should treat her like a little slave and hide in the dragon's dormitory for the rest of my life, and I should not be promoted and let her out of the dragon's dormitory.
Luo Changan nodded, bored, and fiddled with the white silk that was still on his wrist. Will he never take off this white silk in the future? Will her name be hidden under this white silk forever?
She smiled slightly at the ruined love and said, "Since there is a round fan in the dragon's dormitory, can my childhood portrait... be returned to me?"
Di Qian'ao's eyebrows were cold and his hands were clenched. He didn't say anything and pursed his lips tightly. He only patted her shoulder for a long time and said, "Let's talk some other time. Go to sleep."
Luo Changan did not continue to displease Long Yan. She slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes a little wet. After following him for these years, her eyes seemed to be used to tears.
After living outside for half a year and clinging to him, she undeniably felt familiar and safe. Although she was no longer the only one with him, she knew that he would not hurt her, because at least she gave him two children and was still alive.
Di Jinyuan had a miscarriage, he and her Yongle'er, thinking about these things, he will also care about them more.
She leaned against him and fell asleep deeply. After falling asleep, she still held on to one of his sleeves, revealing her habitual dependence on him. My husband, my husband, didn't you say that you would hold my hand for the rest of your life?
Di Qianao placed the memorial in his hand beside the bed, and slowly reached his hand to the mask on her left cheek, wanting to remove the mask and see the scar caused by the fire.
But when his hand touched the edge of the mask, he stopped. Not only was she not ready to face him, he was also not ready to face the scars his shadow had caused on her. He took his hand back.
After tucking the quilt in for her, he saw her holding on to one of his sleeves and habitually broke the sleeve to prevent her from waking up by taking out the sleeve from her hand. He put on his coat and went to the deck outside the boat.
Guardrail edge.
Cangmiao was cooking wine outside the cabin facing the river. She looked at Di Qianao and sneered, "Are you okay?"
"I've never been so embarrassed in front of a woman in my life. Or in front of my own wife. I'm so... so embarrassed. That medicine of yours..." Di Qian'ao shrugged and asked for a glass of wine with him. He warmed the wine down his stomach, it was a bit spicy, "
Don't let her touch her. She hates me. What do you think I am?"
"Like her temperament. Well, my medicine...is it okay?" Cangmiao said, laughing: "Your marriage is really difficult."
"You are the same age as me." Di Qianao leaned on the fence and looked at the river view, "I have been delayed with Qiuyan for several years. What are your plans?"
"She is engaged to Tong Han. Tong Han and I are friends and brothers. What can we plan?" Cangmiao chuckled: "I am different from you. I don't like to force women. I can bless Qiu Yan. Being alone is also a good thing.
, I don’t like someone like you who is burdened by feelings.”
Di Qian proudly nodded, "Starting from tomorrow, give Luo Changan all the medicine that she has stopped taking for the past six months to regulate her body. Also, let her have a look at her throat, just look at her throat."