This queen is not too curly

Chapter 36
Yan Yuan couldn't get off the tiger, so she had to sit in the carriage.

There was a strong scent of flowers in the carriage, probably from that noble concubine Xu.

Her smoke is like silk, her body is fragrant, and she looks like a concubine who is a disaster for the country. No wonder the old ministers look like they are about to hang themselves at the gate of the city. A demon concubine is strong.

Yan Yuan sat down as far away as possible from the two of them, she silently looked away, and after the carriage started driving, she focused on the scenery outside the window.

The carriage quickly drove out of the imperial capital and entered the outskirts of the city.

"Is the sage thirsty? Do you need some wine?"

During the turbulence, the charming voice of the imperial concubine sounded.

Chen Ling fell silent, and Concubine Xu poured the wine on her own initiative, and leaned against it softly and bonelessly holding the glass.

"Your Majesty, the empress is watching..."

Yan Yuan, who was named, turned her gaze back, and found that Chen Ling's Shen hand had already embraced Concubine Xu's waist. He turned his fingertips slightly, and Concubine Xu groaned softly, and buried her head in Chen Ling with a blushing face. Shen's shoulders.

Yan Yuan: "..."

Yan Yuan frowned when she heard Concubine Xu's messy panting.

She was a little surprised, Song Wan'er, the lady of the county magistrate's family... When she left that year, she had seen her from afar, and she only remembered that she dressed plainly and spoke elegantly, how could she have become like this in just three years? appearance.

Could it be that Chen Lingchen... that thing in the room...is it amazing?
Yan Yuan glanced at Chen Ling's dark gray eyes, and was silent for a while.

She finally understood why the old man outside saw her as if he saw a savior. If the couple were allowed to go to the imperial mausoleum to groan, the coffin boards of the ancestors might not be able to hold them down.

Yan Yuan watched curiously like this, Chen Lingchen seemed to have sensed something, raised his head, and gave Yan Yuan a full look.

The cold eyes stopped on Yan Yuan's face, with a slight mockery in his eyes.

It's that look again.

Yan Yuan felt that her fist had started to itch.

Whenever this son of a bitch looks at people with such eyes, it means that the old man has bad thoughts at the moment, and he will not let it go until he plays with it to the point of becoming furious.

But she didn't mess with him, did she?
After she met her this time, she didn't do anything!
"Your Majesty... my concubine..."

Seeing that Chen Lingchen hadn't moved for a long time, Song Wan'er straightened up a little, and pressed her soft lips to his neck carefully.

There was a cold feeling under the lips and teeth, but Song Wan'er's body felt an unprecedented agitation, and a small groan could not help but come out from the bottom of his throat.

She has waited too long, this time is the closest she has been to him in these years.

Although there is a reason for the incident, after all, lips and teeth are closely related. Even in a barren land, her face is rarely treated vulgarly. I don't believe that he has no emotion at all.

Song Guan'er's lips stretched upwards, and the soft wetness was about to touch the corners of Chen Ling's lips.

At the last moment, she still didn't dare.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Chen Lingchen quietly, only to find that he was looking over her shoulder at the person at the other end of the carriage.

Yan Yuan.

Song Wan'er lowered her eyes, feeling a loathsome suffocation in her chest.

Even knowing that they have neither friendship nor feelings, but just because she is Yan Zhou's daughter, she is still easily...more important than her.

"How long will the queen wait?"

In the silence, Chen Ling's calm voice sounded.

Only then did Yan Yuan realize that she had been staring blankly for a long time, and suddenly looked away in embarrassment.

Sorry to keep you from taking off your clothes.

You go ahead and treat me like a mushroom.

Yan Yuan silently slandered in her heart, and suddenly her mind flashed with lightning, and she remembered something she had forgotten: it was his uncle's, she actually forgot, she was madly in love with Chen Lingchen!
She has been "secretly in love" with Chen Ling for a long time, even if she is cowardly, she shouldn't be unresponsive.

Isn't it true that she is faking it?
How to do?
Yan Yuan was impatient in her heart, and she didn't dare to take out the medicine bottle that Chen Niang prepared to cry when she smelled it in front of her face, but she really couldn't cry, she had restrained herself by not bringing melon seeds...

How to do?
Chen Ling looked at Yan Yuan with a faint smile.

For now, there is only one desperate solution!

Yan Yuan's heart fluttered, she suddenly covered her mouth and nose, opened the car curtain, and shouted in a crying voice: "Stop!"

The coachman tightened the reins in response.

Before the carriage came to a complete stop, Yan Yuan hurriedly got out of the carriage and ran towards the dense forest ahead.

"Your Majesty, what...how about this?"

The coachman was stunned. He neither dared to chase nor abandoned the carriage easily, so he could only ask the king in the carriage.

"Stop and rest."

In the carriage, Chen Ling pushed Song Wan'er away, and stretched out his hand to open the curtain on one side.

The sun was just right outside, and he sat in the shadow of the carriage, seeing the warm sunlight shining on the dancing orange skirt of the girl.

It's like it's glowing.

……

Yan Yuan ran "tears" for a long distance before finally stopping in peace.

She didn't know how long it would take her to calm down from the tears, so she stretched out on the spot and found an unshaded place in the woods to bask in the sun.

Insects and birds chirped all around, and there was a natural pine fragrance in the mountains. Yan Yuan leaned against the tree trunk to rest for a while, but no one came to look for it.

Won't be left behind?
Although ordinary people couldn't do this kind of thing, Chen Lingshen could.

Yan Yuan scolded his ancestor silently in her heart, and walked back cheekily, when suddenly she caught a glimpse of something strange out of the corner of her eye, and she stopped involuntarily.

She looked up and saw that the bark on the upper part of the tree trunk in front of her was peeled off by a sharp tool. The pine wood fragrance she smelled just now came from the resin emanating from the wound of the tree trunk.

These wounds are still very new, and not every tree has them, but those tall and towering trees with less shelter in front. There are such trees at intervals, as if someone once entrenched in the tree for a long time. On the ground, constantly experimenting and adjusting... the range and accuracy of shooting.

This is where ambushes have been practiced these days.

This is the outskirts of the city, and there are very few vehicles and horses. What kind of people are worthy of such elites who practice ambushes repeatedly?

Only the current emperor, Chu Lingshen.

What a reincarnation of a disaster star!
While cursing in her heart, Yan Yuan quickened her pace and turned back. Gradually, she could smell a thin smell of charcoal.As she got closer, the smell became stronger and stronger, and even a trace of fly ash flew in the air.

Oops.

Yan Yuan was anxious, and when she turned back, she saw a lot of burnt charcoal on the ground near the carriage—they were burning dead wood here, and if there was an ambush, their location might have been fully exposed.

Is it really too late?
Obviously no one went into the forest to look for her, but the convoy stopped for no reason. Could it be that Chen Lingchen had already fallen?
"Your Majesty?" Someone among the guards spotted Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan ignored them, she looked around, and sure enough, a military tent was set up on the flat ground not far away.She didn't care much about it, she went straight up and opened the curtain.

Light and shadow staggered, and the warm sun penetrated into the dim tent.

The scene inside the tent was different from Yan Yuan's expectation.

Inside was a wooden tub for bathing, which was filled with hot water. At the moment, the tent was filled with mist, and Chen Ling was immersed in it. His whole body was submerged in the mist, and only his thin and slender body was vaguely revealed. upper body.

His bun was untied, his eyelashes were wet, and a few drops of translucent water dropped from the edge of his jaw, following his movements, they slid down his neck and dripped into the water.

Yan Yuan: "..."

She is not... a person who has never seen the world.

It's just that he came here with a blazing heart to save the emperor and protect the country, but suddenly saw such a picture...the picture of icy muscles and fine bones, it really didn't take a while to react.

The sun shone into the tent, and the fog mixed with the dust.

Chen Ling's Shen Binghan voice sounded: "Get out."

Yan Yuan: "..."

　I saw everyone bubbling yesterday, refill~
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(End of this chapter)