Chapter 57 Dreamland
Her face twisted for a moment, she must be dreaming.But when will flowers, plants, and butterflies appear in her dreams?

Just as she was thinking, the scene in front of her suddenly turned into ashes and disappeared bit by bit.

Flames suddenly burned from her body, Gu Qinglan continued to walk casually, wondering if she is so exciting in her dreams now?

However, as if it was not just a dream, she really felt the warmth.

The tongue of flame tightly entangled her, and she wanted to break free impatiently.

However, the more he broke free, the tighter the tongue of flames entangled.

When she was in a trance, the tongue of fire turned into a human face, it was actually Jing Mo.

Gu Qinglan was taken aback, her consciousness came to her senses in an instant, she opened her eyes, and finally discovered the source of her dream.

The person who was supposed to meditate was sleeping paralyzed beside her at the moment, hugging her tightly with both hands and feet, and even buried his head on her neck, rubbing it against her from time to time.

Gu Qinglan smiled, the corners of her lips curved into an extremely perfect arc, and then stretched out a slender foot from the warm blanket.

The sound of "boom" is the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Satisfied to see the drunk man being kicked off the bed by her, but he just muttered a few words, turned around, and continued to sleep soundly.

Gu Qinglan kindly picked up a new quilt and threw it down.

After all, it would not sound very good if the current crown prince caught the cold from her place.

Aman, who was worried about everything and sneaked back, put his ear on the door curiously.

Why is there no movement inside?

Zhao Dezhong appeared behind her mysteriously, "What are you doing?"

Aman was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground. When he turned around and saw Zhao Dezhong, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "I'm doing what you want to do."

"Grandpa Zhao, why don't you need water for this consummated house?" Aman thought worriedly, the Crown Princess wouldn't slap His Royal Highness unconscious.

Zhao Dezhong also found it strange that there was no need for water, and there was no movement at all when the house was consummated, so there must be something wrong inside.

He hooked his head and wanted to see the situation inside through the window screen, but it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

The two were anxious at the door for a long time, and finally decided to sit outside and wait.

……

The morning came unexpectedly, and wisps of sunlight reflected on the body through the window screens, giving me a warm feeling.

Jing Mo moved, only to feel sore all over, is this the feeling after going to bed?

Ok? ... Is there something wrong?

Shouldn't it be the princess who feels this way?

He opened his eyes, lifted the quilt covering his head, and finally found the reason for the soreness all over his body.

He slept on the ground, all night.

Jing Mo stood up with a cold face, and lifted the gauze curtain, revealing the sleeping woman inside.

He stretched out his hand and ruthlessly grabbed the flesh on the woman's cheek.

The hateful woman let him sleep on the ground.

Gu Qinglan subconsciously slapped away the mischievous hand on her face, and Jing Mo, who felt her jaw trembling slightly, became more and more weird.

Is the strength of the princess so great?

Or did he sleep on the floor so delirious that it felt wrong?
Gu Qinglan opened her eyes, her thoughts turned quickly, the hand under the quilt pinched her thigh fiercely, and tears overflowed in an instant.

"If Your Highness doesn't like the concubine's body, then it's better not to come. Why do you have to come here to humiliate the concubine's body?"

(End of this chapter)

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