This queen is not too curly

After Chen Lingchen finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

Yan Yuan's heart trembled shamefully.

Has this dog emperor already grasped her weakness?

Yan Yuan held her breath secretly in her heart, his attitude of waiting showed that she was extremely unprincipled.

But Chen Lingchen was still waiting.

The candlelight shone on his face, and every eyelash was obedient.

Yan Yuan held her breath and looked at him, feeling a little confused in her heart, and a little dry in her throat, as if someone who has traveled a long, long way finally found an oasis.

Fine.

Just a kiss.

Yan Yuan thought about it as if she was discouraged, and then, as he wished, she stepped forward lightly and took his lips.

She has always been an unyielding character. These days, she has carefully summed up what is the difference between what he does and what she does, and why the difference is so big.

She tried all the methods she had learned recently.

While trying, she peeked at Chen Lingchen's face.

Chen Lingshen did not move as promised. He clenched his fists and held his breath. Unfortunately, sweat still oozed from his forehead, and the veins on his neck also bulged slightly.

It seems that there is nothing to learn.

Yan Yuan secretly smiled in her heart.

Chen Lingchen still had his eyes closed, and his breath was pretendingly slow.

Yan Yuan stood on tiptoe, bit his ear, and teased him with a smile in his ear: "...Chu Lingchen, have I made a lot of progress?"

The price for doing this was that Chen Lingchen bit her lip hard.

"Ugh..."

It was too late when Yan Yuan realized that the prank had gone too far.

The atmosphere of chaos quickly became hot.

The floor tiles of the Qianzheng Hall are a bit cold.

It was too late for Yan Yuan to repent, and she was very dissatisfied, sobbing and trying to accuse him of dishonesty, but she failed in the end.

All the sounds were swallowed by Chen Ling, and the tears were swallowed by him, and everything was eaten away by him.

She reaped the consequences in the end.

……

Yan Yuan was forced to have another night of ice and snow dreams.

When she woke up, she found that she had already slept on Chen Lingchen's bed.

At that time, she was covered with the thickest quilt, and a warm stove was still burning not far away. Chen Lingshen was sleeping peacefully beside her, her long eyelashes revealing indescribable comfort.

"..."

He is steady and steady.

Yan Yuan looked at Chen Ling deeply.

She wanted to get up, but her body was sore and weak, and she almost fell on the bed before she could stand up.

"..."

Yan Yuan was embarrassed and annoyed at the same time, panting heavily with anger.

At this moment, Chen Lingchen opened his eyes, and his sleepy eyes met Shang Yan Yuan's angry eyes.

He froze for a moment, raised the corners of his mouth, and pushed Yan Yuan who was trying to escape back onto the bed.

Yan Yuan stared angrily.

Chen Ling blinked heavily: "It's still early."

Yan Yuan gritted her teeth: "Liar."

Chen Ling was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "But later...you made me move."

Yan Yuan: "..."

Destroy this world.

Yan Yuan pulled the quilt over her head, she chose to be a mushroom.

Chen Ling's deep laughter spread above her head.

He was obviously not in a hurry, but surrounded her through the quilt.

"Yan Yuan."

Chen Ling called her name in a low voice, her lowered voice was a little hoarse, as if showing slow patience.

Yan Yuan just pretended not to hear.

If she can, she doesn't even want to breathe, so she can turn into a mushroom on this bed, anyway, the Qianzheng Palace doesn't get the sun every day.

"Ning Bai."

Chen Lingchen changed his name again.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Chen Ling suppressed a smile again, and lowered his head to kiss her exposed hair.

"Little General Bai."

"..."

There was another moment of stalemate.

It was quiet outside, but it was getting hotter and hotter in the bed.

It was a long time later that Yan Yuan heard Chen Ling's voice outside the bed again.

"Yan Yuan, do you have anything you like?"

"?"

"Is there anything in this world that you really like but can't ask for?"

"..."

Chen Ling's voice gradually lost the hint of teasing.

He said lightly: "You tell me, I'll give it to you."

The bedroom fell silent.

Yan Yuan huddled under the blanket for a while, but finally couldn't hold back her head, but met Chen Ling's deep eyes.

There was no smile in his eyes, his dark eyes looked like a deep pool suppressing the flow of water.

Yan Yuan was startled, and unexpectedly remembered what her mother said.

His mother said he was still afraid.

Even Yu Xingzhi said that he was afraid.

But what is he afraid of?

Yan Yuan has never been good at guessing people's hearts, so she just shook her head and told him: "No."

Chen Ling blinked heavily, his eyes getting darker.

Yan Yuan thought for a while and asked him directly: "Chen Lingchen, is there anything you are afraid of?"

Chen Ling was startled for a moment, with a rare look of bewilderment.

Yan Yuan straightened up, sat across from him, stared into his eyes and said, "When we were in the imperial mausoleum, Yu Xingzhi wanted to open the door, why did you order me to shoot him directly? Chen Lingchen... are you Are you afraid of something?"

The crime of treason, how can there be such a cheap thing as shooting and killing?

How many court officials behind him secretly plotted against Chen Cang, how many of his cronies and henchmen are still in the imperial capital, and it is not yet determined whether the Kuiyu camp will be dispatched in full force. These are all things that need to be left alive for interrogation.

It is impossible for Chen Lingshen not to think of all kinds of interests, but he lost his composure in front of the treasure gate and ordered her to kill Yu Xingzhi directly.

The only reason Yan Yuan could think of was that he didn't want to see the treasure.

Or rather he was afraid of seeing the treasure.

But why?

Chen Lingchen had already avoided his eyes, like a guilty beast lowering its head.

Yan Yuan knew that she asked the right direction.

She stretched out her fingertips and touched Chen Lingchen's forehead lightly, feeling cold and wet under her fingertips.

Yan Yuan couldn't help being stunned: "...Chen Lingchen?"

Chen Ling reached out and grabbed her fingertips, and suddenly leaned over to kiss her.

Yan Yuan couldn't react in time and was thrown down by him, so she could only struggle indiscriminately and said, "Chen Lingchen!"

Chen Ling stopped his movements, just hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear: "Okay... Let me tell you."

He buried his head on her shoulder, and his low and hoarse voice seemed to suppress a heavy boulder: "When I was young, I used to find many portraits of the queen mother in my father's study. The hair is clear, and the inscription on each portrait is... my wife Wanwan."

Yan Yuan was startled for a moment, but later realized that Wanwan should be the Queen Mother's boudoir name.

As the emperor, but calling the queen by his wife, this feeling is obviously not just a hypocrisy of the harmony between the emperor and the queen in the history books, the first emperor actually had a sincere love for the queen mother.

But then, how did it become like that?
Chen Ling paused for a while, then said lightly: "But I never remember that they smiled at each other, not even once."

After he finished speaking, he fell silent again.

Listening to his breathing, Yan Yuan felt a little sore in her heart, she couldn't help touching his hair, and comforted him in a low voice: "People's hearts are unpredictable, and this is not your fault."

Chen Lingchen breathed out suddenly: "No, you don't understand, Yan Yuan."

He seemed to muster up his courage before he clenched his fist and spoke again:
"My father, the queen, married my mother, and slaughtered her whole family just because of half of the treasure..."

"My mother hated my father all her life. She gave Chu Jingyu her love of harmony and vented her hatred to me... That year when my father was in danger, he sent back a request for help. It was my mother who delayed helping me for three days... ...Although she didn't have blood on her hands, she still killed someone..."

"Yan Yuan, their blood is flowing on my body, how dare I look at the treasure?"

Chen Ling leaned over Yan Yuan's shoulder and laughed softly.

At the end of the laugh, there was only a little breath left in the voice:

"And you live in the light."

Selfish and unfeeling, murderous and despicable, she clearly inherited such blood, but still wants to catch the moon in the water.

Obviously all he can give is a prison, but he still tries to make her willing.

He is well aware of his insatiable greed, and even if he has been lucky enough to get her overnight favor, he still wants more, but when she really gives more, bottomless fear grows in his heart.

How could he not be afraid.

I am afraid that I will become like my father.

I'm also afraid that she will wake up one day and find that she is just a mouse who is trying to catch the moon.

……

Yan Yuan lay quietly on the bed.

She had never heard Chen Lingchen mention these things before, and these emotions were overwhelming her at this moment, but she was not afraid, but distressed.

This dog emperor...

She sighed in her heart and told him softly: "We won't become like that."

Chen Ling remained silent, breathing heavily and slowly.

Yan Yuan moved her body quietly, escaped from his bondage, and then tapped his eyes lightly with her fingertips: "I am braver than the queen mother, and you are softer than the first emperor. We will never go that far, you... ...have no fear."

Chen Ling's heavy eyelashes trembled.

Yan Yuan stepped forward and kissed him: "And I like you...a little more than you imagined."

Chen Ling closed his eyes.

The warm kiss gradually became longer.

The chaotic breathing became sticky again at some point.

Yan Yuan didn't have much clothes on her body, Chen Lingchen was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he pulled the quilt to wrap her around her, and then gently attacked the city under the quilt.

Even if he is gentle enough, Yan Yuan has no strength at all.

Chen Ling lowered his head and kissed her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's plant something..."

He pressed in inch by inch, and asked her in a low voice, "Do you have any flowers you like?"

Yan Yuan bit him angrily.

Chen Ling kissed her back deeply: "Is the lotus okay?"

……

Yan Yuan actually has no preference for lotus.

When she was a child living in the northwest, lotus flowers were too rare, so she liked to pick them to please the little girls in her family. Now that she has grown up, she has already passed the age of liking pink and tender flowers.

Furthermore, lotus flowers are not uncommon in the imperial capital.

Chen Lingshen still didn't give up.

He ordered the gray cavalry to go to the snow field again, and it took three months to bring back a batch of cedar from the border.He ordered them to plant a circle of cedar outside the Qianzheng Hall, saying that it was to relieve Yan Yuan's homesickness.

The Palace of Qianzheng was originally majestic and majestic, but now a circle of cedar trees is planted, making it even more solemn.

Yan Yuan: "..."

He is afraid that he is not going to court, but to go to the grave.

Chen Lingshen still looked down at her with a look of waiting for a compliment.

Yan Yuan raised her head and looked at the towering cedar, she didn't know where to start her scolding, she could only say dryly: "It doesn't take... so many..."

Chen Ling said in a low voice: "It's hard to adjust the homeland, I'm afraid it won't be easy to survive, so I'm lucky."

Yan Yuan said: "Cedar trees are easy to grow, one or two trees are enough."

Chen Ling was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I'm afraid..."

Yan Yuan said coldly, "Unplug it."

Chen Lingshen: "..."

……

So the cedar that had just been planted was moved out of the palace again.

Chen Lingchen couldn't bear to chop them into firewood, so he transported them to Yuting Mountain and planted them. There were only two trees left in the imperial palace, and they were planted beside the plane tree in Qianzheng Hall, and a famous craftsman was required to take good care of them.

Everyone thought that even if the cedar could survive in a different land, it would need several years of recuperation to adapt to the climate of the imperial capital, but they did not expect that the cedar would have sprouted new shoots in the beginning of spring that year.

As the queen said, cedar trees are easy to raise.

The cedar at the border is also doing well in the imperial capital.

In summer, the lotus in the imperial garden is in full bloom, and the pruned cedar has grown lush again.

At that time, Chen Lingchen had sealed Wangshu Palace for more than half a year in the name of repairing the house.

Yan Yuan is used to living in the Qianzheng Palace, and she is used to seeing two towering cedar trees as soon as she goes out. She is also a little surprised that these two cedar trees are even more lush than the border.

This made her wonder, Chen Lingchen, the prodigal emperor, isn't secretly pouring ganoderma nectar on them, right?

Yan Yuan narrowed her eyes and looked up at the cedar.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard behind him.

She turned her head and saw Chen Lingchen in the sunlight.

He was dressed in black with dark golden lines, his body was thin and tall, and he obviously had a dignified face, but the moment he met her gaze, he curled his eyelashes and laughed.

Warm and complete.

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Tomorrow's episode will continue~