This queen is not too curly

Chapter 113 Yan Yuan, Lonely Headache
What exactly does His Majesty want to ask?
Yan Yuan looked at Chen Lingshen, and mustered up the courage to ask.

Chen Lingchen was lying on the couch in front of her, looking at her through the candlelight with wet eyes.

He asked softly: "What does the Queen think Gu wants to ask?"

Of course Yan Yuan couldn't answer.

She didn't want to answer either.

She already has eight or nine points in her mind.

Chen Lingshen probably still has memories of what happened that night, but he might not be very sure.He himself was not sure, so he wanted her to bring it up, if she didn't take the initiative, he would try to make her feel uneasy.

He never does a single thing that people do.

If eyes are knives.

Yan Yuan thought to herself that she might have been delayed.

She was deadlocked with him as the candle flickered.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Lingchen suddenly said in a low voice, "Gu had a nightmare that night."

Yan Yuan said with difficulty: "Your Majesty dreamed of... what?"

Chen Ling said softly, "I dreamed of a gangster I met when I was young."

Yan Yuan's breathing stagnated, and her fingertips grabbed into the soft rabbit fur.

Chen Ling's deep voice reached her ears from far away: "That gangster, Yu Gu, is a little favor. He once saved Gu's life, and led Gu out of the snowy field in the western border."

His voice was soft: "But she has a very bad temper, a bad character, and a treacherous villain who goes back on her word.

He paused for a moment, then said calmly: "It's because of the lonely dream that night, I went back to the year, and I had nightmares again and again, and I didn't sleep well for many days."

Yan Yuan: "..."

Yan Yuan's head was buzzing.

She was a little confused, and she couldn't tell what kind of medicine was sold in Ling Chen's gourd.

Unknowingly, as soon as the strength in her hand was released, the rabbit took advantage of the gap to break free from her arms, and fled into Chen Lingchen's arms by rolling and crawling.

Chen Lingshen embraced the rabbit, held the rabbit's head with his fingertips and rubbed it lightly, and said slowly, "So after escaping from danger alone, I plan to find that traitor. If I find a living person, I will be tortured ten times, and if I find a dead body, I will give you a thousand knives." Cut to pieces, crushed to ashes."

Yan Yuan: "..."

Chen Ling raised his head, his eyes were dim: "Why, the queen seems very dissenting?"

Yan Yuan instinctively wanted to shake her head.

But obviously, this was not the answer Chen Lingchen wanted.

She could only find the answer out of her wits: "That... righteous man, since he saved His Majesty, he is not a traitor."

Chen Ling said calmly: "But she bullies the king, betrays her promises, betrays her promises, what else can she be if she is not a traitor?"

Yan Yuan said with difficulty: "Perhaps...maybe there are unavoidable difficulties."

Chen Ling said in a deep voice, "What are your difficulties?"

He looked at Yan Yuan, there was a little water in his gray-brown eyes, his eyes were as quiet as water.

Yan Yuan's heart exploded with thunder.

She thought that the worst outcome would be that Chen Lingchen kept all the memories of that night.He knew that she had secretly searched the study while he was asleep, that she had opened the ebony cabinet next to the bed, that she entered the palace with ulterior motives...

But what is he... testing her for?
Under his gaze, her whole body tensed up, and even her breathing became extremely difficult.

Yan Yuan only felt that the blood in her whole body was congealed on the top of her head.

Chen Lingchen was still looking at her.

Yan Yuan heard her vain voice: "The concubine has not seen it with her own eyes, so I dare not speak nonsense."

……

Silence spread in the study.

The candles were on and off, and the dim light reflected Chen Ling's dark pupils.

Ling Chi was generally silent.

I don't know how long it will last.

Just when Yan Yuan was about to despair, Chen Lingchen didn't chase after her fiercely, instead, she lightly looked away.

He seemed to be extremely tired, and closed his eyes on the couch: "Yan Yuan."

Yan Yuan just pretended not to hear.

She really didn't have the extra mind to think. At this moment, her mind was full of mud, and she wanted to break the jar anytime, anywhere.

Chen Ling was silent for a moment.

He seemed a little helpless, and sighed in a low voice: "I have a headache."

Yan Yuan: "..."

He seemed to have let go of his previous suspicions.

Yan Yuan's thinking also became clearer.

Why, this dog can't lure a confession, is it pitiful to modify it?
She didn't dare to respond rashly, so she could only look at him coldly, wanting to see what other tricks he could play.

But after waiting for a long time, Chen Lingshen did not speak again.

Under the dim candlelight, Chen Ling lay quietly on the couch, and there seemed to be tiny rays of light flickering on his forehead.

Is that...beads of sweat?
Yan Yuan was stunned for a moment, and belatedly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with Chen Lingchen.

His breath was much thicker than usual, the corners of his eyes were covered with a layer of light blue-gray, his shoulders were a little stiff when he was lying there, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He doesn't look like he's faking it.

Really sick?

Didn't you just spend the night in the imperial hospital yesterday?
Yan Yuan hesitated for a moment, walked to the side of the couch hesitantly, reached out and touched his forehead.

He didn't seem to have a fever, but his forehead was indeed wet.

Yan Yuan felt for his pulse again.

She didn't know medical skills, but she could probably tell the strength of her pulse. Chen Lingchen's pulse was indeed weak, and she looked like those seriously injured soldiers.

He seemed to be seriously ill, Yan Yuan tentatively asked: "Or...the concubine sent someone to send your majesty to the imperial hospital?"

Whether it is a real illness or a fake illness, there is definitely nothing wrong with sending this plague god away as soon as possible.

Chen Ling said in a low voice: "No need, I just haven't fallen asleep for a long time and I'm just tired..."

Just lack of sleep?

Yan Yuan asked suspiciously: "Isn't Doctor Luo equipped with tranquilizing incense?"

Although Chen Lingchen did suffer from insomnia, Luo Ziqiu's sedative medicine was insanely effective. In the past, he only needed to light some incense to sleep peacefully. How could he have fallen to this point?
But looking at Chen Lingshen's appearance, he really looked...exhausted.

Yan Yuan held Chen Lingchen's wrist, her thoughts were in a mess.

Chen Ling stared at her deeply, seeing the obvious concern in her eyes, he lowered his eyes: "No."

Yan Yuan was confused: "Nothing?"

Chen Ling said in a low voice, "There is no soothing incense."

Yan Yuan froze on the spot.

After a long time, she belatedly understood what Chen Lingchen meant when he said that there was no Anshenxiang.

He had long heard that Chen Lingchen's insomnia was very serious, and he would never be able to fall asleep without the tranquilizing incense, but the last time he came to this study to catch up on sleep, wasn't it... five days ago?

Yan Yuan was still in a daze.

Chen Ling had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Sitting beside him, Yan Yuan was distraught, unable to calm down no matter what.

Before you know it, the night has fallen.

This time, Chen Lingshen did not wake up after two hours of sleep as usual. He was sweating while lying on the couch, like a person who had traveled a long distance and finally found a haven of rest. He wished he could die of sleep.

If he doesn't wake up, no one will bother him.

The eunuch of Qianzheng Palace came and went, came and went, and finally he carried a quilt into the study, and handed the quilt into Yan Yuan's hands.

"It's time for you, Madam."

"..."

Yan Yuan had no choice but to continue to accompany her.

She put the quilt over Chen Lingchen's body, and went to sleep on the desk with her arms under her head.

When he woke up, the candle was already half-burned, and the distant sky turned white. Chen Lingchen didn't know when he woke up, so he sat on the couch, staring at her with red and swollen eyes.

Yan Yuan fell asleep, and the restlessness and panic from the night before had gradually subsided.

There is only some helplessness left.

This person.

Yan Yuan sighed inwardly.

It seemed that she had seen Chen Lingchen like this since a long time ago.

Obviously it doesn't look like a kind person, but it has a trace of unspeakable pity, like a snake thrown on the side of the road in winter.

And she only picked it up once a long time ago.

But it seemed that he had reached a desperate situation by accident.

Probably really owed him in the previous life.

She stood up and walked slowly to the side of the couch: "Your Majesty, this concubine admits that there is something hidden from His Majesty."

Yan Yuan has calmed down, her heartbeat has returned to normal, and her reason has regained the high ground.

Soldiers never tire of deceit, and she retreated steadily because of her guilty conscience.

The situation couldn't be worse now, and she had nothing to be afraid of.

Facing Chen Ling's surprised gaze, she bent down and looked directly into his eyes: "The concubine does remember what happened the night before, which part does your majesty want to know? The concubine remembers everything, and is willing to explain it carefully to your majesty. "

The story told in the first half of the night.

Grinding and dragging in the dark night in the second half of the night.

Is it rain or kisses.

Is it the bound breath or the whisper in the swallowed mouth.

Yan Yuan stared at Chu Lingchen, and those messy, broken, helpless memories began to recover.

Eyes intertwine.

I don't know whose breathing became disordered first.

The air in the study also became a little sticky.

Chen Ling's heavy eyelashes were close at hand.

Suddenly, Yan Yuan stretched out her hand and touched it, and the next moment those two eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings.

"Yan Yuan, be presumptuous."

Chen Ling's deep voice was tinged with embarrassment and anger.

Yan Yuan suddenly discovered that if she wanted to take advantage of the confrontation with him, it was actually not as difficult as she imagined.

Just a little bit closer.

He will panic.

All the planning and pressing needs to be based on what he thinks is a safe distance. Once this distance is broken, he will be vulnerable to a single blow.

And Yan Yuan is now at an unsafe distance, coaxing him invisibly.

"Your Majesty actually doesn't remember much, does he?"

"Your Majesty was not sober that night, even if you remember what you did, it may not be accurate."

"Even if I remember it clearly, many things are just appearances."

Chen Ling listened quietly, indescribably obedient.

Yan Yuan was very satisfied, she squinted her eyes in front of him: "But this concubine promises to be a qualified empress, and she will keep her secrets about what happened that night, and everyone in the world will know that the emperor and empress are in harmony. As for those insignificant matters..."

Chen Lingchen blinked suddenly, and repeated in a low voice: "Insignificant?"

Yan Yuan was stunned: "Huh?"

A cold wave suddenly surged in Chen Ling's deep eyes.

Yan Yuan didn't understand that her words hit Chen Lingshen's anger. Before she could react, Chen Lingshen held her wrist in his hand, and then felt a warm touch on her back lips.

That was Chen Lingchen's lips pressed against hers.

Yan Yuan widened her eyes.

Chen Lingchen had already closed his eyes.

His brows were furrowed, and his breathing was suppressed extremely slowly.

After a little bit of probing, he opened his eyes, pulled away slightly, and his breathing became completely messy.

Yan Yuan's head was buzzing.

Chen Lingchen, is he awake now?
Sober why...

Yan Yuan's mind was in a mess. She wanted to push him away so that she could think calmly, but she just touched his chest with her palm. She had just exerted a little strength, but there was a flash of light in Chen Ling's eyes. haze.

The next moment, he leaned over and covered her lips again.

This time, as if it was just to vent his anger, he bit her lip until Yan Yuan struggled in pain, before he backed away half an inch.

Almost touching the tip of her nose, he asked her in a low voice: "Insignificant?"

(End of this chapter)