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After this day, Pei Zhao was either not in the mansion, or went to the study when he came back, and hadn't been to Princess Yi'an's bedroom much.

Avoiding it, as if the previous enthusiasm has been immersed.

The atmosphere in the mansion was suppressed again, and the servants did not dare to chat and play, for fear of accidentally offending the master again.

Before I knew it, it was the 29th day.

"Consort..."

In the middle of the night, someone came to look for him outside the study.

"What's the matter with me?"

When Pei Zhao let people in, he was still pacing up and down, fidgeting, seeing Shuang'er's outfit couldn't help but his eyes lit up, wondering,

"What do you do at night...?"

Dressed up so prettyly, completely different from usual.

"My son-in-law, why is my son-in-law following the servants to have a look..."

Shuang'er was full of smiles, she let go of her usual domineering and seriousness in front of the servants, and she had a good looks.

Pei Zhao was uncomfortably made by her, pulled the skirt of his clothes, and said dryly,

"You...don't hurt me..."

"How could it be, the son-in-law will regret it if he doesn't come~"

Shuang'er was dissatisfied with his dawdling, and directly grabbed him and dragged him away.

Pei Zhao was staggered by her all the way until he reached the north room. He looked at the decoration on the door, the big red happy characters pasted on it, and the red lanterns under the eaves dotted faintly, which was particularly eye-catching.

For a while, it seemed to see the scene from last year today.

"You guys are rewarded."

Surprised and delighted, Pei Zhao hurriedly untied the purse and stuffed it to the little maid next to her.

Shuang'er happily took it, and did not forget to say blessings,

"Hey, thank you lord, lord and His Highness have been in love for a hundred years, and they are of the same mind~"

"Go down."

Impatiently, the man pushed open the door cautiously, and finally stepped in.

"Yes……"

The little girls who waited at night outside the door obediently withdrew, and when he went in, they slipped in again softly, covering their mouths and giggling, curiously wanting to listen to the corner.

"Your Highness...the minister has come in..."

The bead curtain reflected the mottled and crystal-clear brilliance in the candlelight. Pei Zhao waited for a moment, as if hearing an inaudible answer, then lifted the curtain and entered the inner room.

The light was dim and ambiguous, and a woman in a vermilion gauze dress was sitting on the couch. Red dates, peanuts, longan, lotus seeds, and various festive dried fruits were piled up in a tower shape and pasted with red paper, making him feel as if he was in a dream.

It was the bridal chamber wedding night that I missed at the beginning.

Pei Zhao couldn't let go of the upturned mouth, and approached step by step, feeling as excited and nervous as a kid.

"she left?"

At this moment, she heard her ask softly.

Pei Zhao naturally knew what she was referring to, and confessed frankly,

"Yes, since she decided to leave, I didn't force her to stay..."

Qianqian Luofu tried to sow discord by crying and complaining about her grievances. He didn't see it, but he was annoyed by her effort, and then he denied it, trying to comfort her and said,

"Your Highness, she won't do such a thing. If the surname Zhao is not good, cousin, you can just look at other things..."

At that time, Luo Fu's little face turned green with anger, and before dawn the next day, she took the package and sneaked out of the house without making a sound. The servant girl came to report to Pei Zhao to find out about it.

They are all mature people, and to be honest, they have reached the point where they can't get along with each other. She can do whatever she wants.

Bai Yiyao also didn't expect that Love would leave before the plot, and then, by chance, the hostess really picked it up.

In the plot, Love is similar to the poor sister in the heroine's original world, so Ling Su naturally couldn't ignore her after meeting her, and knowing that Love had nowhere to go, he took her in.

He also treated her sincerely, and made up for all the debts he owed to his sister. After hearing what happened to her, he couldn't help but feel a little more pity for her, and he also hated Pei Zhao, a flirtatious man.

……

Back to the present, Pei Zhao could not take his eyes off the beautiful and charming Princess. For some reason, her frowns and smiles could easily be engraved in his heart, let alone the watery eyes. It's the undying affection for him.

Pei Zhao felt drunk even before he drank the wine.

"Your Highness..."

There was a slight residual smell of alcohol on her lips, and Pei Zhao moved with her heart under her gentle pampering, and gently laid him down on the couch.

"Well……"

Only Princess Yi'an hummed uncomfortably.

Pei Zhao realized something, and stretched out his hand to poke under the brocade quilt. Sure enough, there were also dried fruits sprinkled under the quilt. His Royal Highness, the princess, was so delicate and tender, she must be very uncomfortable.

"Hehe... Itches..."

When he was packing the dried fruits, Princess Yi'an didn't bother to move, and let him do everything. When the arm was stretched under her quilt and moved around, she couldn't help twisting her delicate body to dodge.

"Your Highness..."

The man hoarse.

With such an ambiguous atmosphere, her sweet aura lingering, and her coquettish attitude, the evil fire in Pei Zhao's belly became more and more intense, and it was very hard for him to endure it.

Who would have thought that after he finished tidying up, Princess Yi'an smiled wickedly, and rolled to the other side of the big couch, far away, whispering,

"I... I'm still not ready, why don't I wait for this matter?"

Still waiting?If he waited any longer, Pei Zhao felt that he was going to become a saint.

He was eager in his heart, but calmly on his face, he really responded with the word "yes" casually.

Yi'an couldn't help biting his lips with his white teeth, this person really wasn't enthusiastic at all...

Pei Zhao took off his clothes unhurriedly, looking like a cool and calm gentleman, if his inner clothes were not so baggy, it would be more like that.

, long and lingering, it can be counted in the past...