Brother Huang, he has been planning for a long time

She really couldn't climb out of such a warm vortex, for someone with a weak willpower like her.

It's really hard!

He held her chin, accurately found her lips, and kissed her hard, "This time, I can't regret it anymore."

She murmured: "No way, whoever regrets it is a puppy."

He chuckled, his dark pupils pouring out a pool of glass, then he opened his mouth and bit her ear.

The force wasn't heavy, but it wasn't light either. It made Qingchen feel a little itchy, accompanied by the slightest bit of pain.

Qingchen felt itchy in her heart and wanted to reach out and push him away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as a pair of small hands stretched out, they were grabbed by his big hand.

He breathed deeply, his eyes flashed with a hint of lust, and his voice was even lower and hoarse, as heavy as pearls falling to the ground, "Do you know you're afraid now?"

Qingchen pursed her lips, "I...my clothes are dirty..."

"Let me take it off for you." He finished his words without waiting for her to speak.

He stretched out his hand and pulled open the belt on her body, and took off the men's clothes on her body.

"Yue Qinghe..." Her voice was soft and soft, although it contained an element of resistance.

But he didn't use any force to break free.

"Do you know how I've been spending these days?" He said, taking off her dirty men's clothes.

Then she bent her head, and her warm thin lips imprinted on her white and tender skin.

Her watery eyes were filled with the remaining tears, and she looked at him with confusion and love, "Huh?"

"My thoughts are like a horse, never stopping." His breath lingered in her ears, as if it was carrying a seductive temptation, straight into her heart.

Qing Shen's heart shook heavily. She sat on his lap, hugged him back, and sighed softly.

It's really hard to be separated from him.

"Yue Qinghe, if we do this, we will go to hell after death, right?" She sighed.

He rubbed her black hair and whispered softly: "Don't be afraid, I will accompany you."

Seeing that she no longer resisted, he stood up and hugged her sideways.

He walked to the spacious chair in the study and gently placed her on the bed.

Then he leaned forward and galloped heartily.

When their eyes met, they both saw the beautiful confusion and confusion in their eyes.

Their breaths blended together, and she could see that her whole body was flushed and her eyes were as charming as silk.

And he was panting, his heart beating like thunder.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, making them all prisoners of passion.

……

After the love affair was over, Qingchen was so tired that she couldn't even lift her hands.

Yue Qinghe got some clean clothes and put them on for her.

After all, he took off the clothes, so it was right for her to put them on again.

There was still a gentle flush on her face, and he gently rubbed her face with his fingertips, his eyes full of gentle light.

"You were banned in Mingyue Palace, how did you get out?"

At this time, is it time to send her back to the palace?

But when he thought about this problem, he felt an inexplicable feeling of reluctance.

Qingchen grabbed his big hand that was stroking her face and said truthfully: "Yueji dug a hole in the corner of the backyard of Mingyue Palace, and I drilled through the hole and came out."

"Then how did you get out of the palace?" Hearing this, he chuckled.

He's really brave.

"The dog hole of the cold palace."

"I already asked Zhong Shui to block it, how did you get out?"

When this matter was mentioned, Qingchen became angry, "You still have the nerve to say that you asked Zhong Shui to block that dog hole for no reason. Last time I followed Zhong Shui out of the palace, I spent a lot of time digging it again."

"..." He tidied her messy black hair and smiled: "It's better to block it, so that you don't sneak out like you do now."

"No blocking!" She immediately sat up and pushed his chest, but not very hard.

It made him feel itchy, so he grabbed her little hand and said, "Well, it's up to you."

Then he hugged her tightly and said, "Is it time to send you back to the palace?"

She was afraid that her father would suddenly look for her and find that she was not in the Mingyue Palace.

"I'll stay a little longer." Qingchen hugged him back, and the delicious masculine smell on his body made her reluctant to let go of him.

If she goes back to the palace, she can only stay in Mingyue Palace and can't go anywhere.

I can't even see him like this.

Hearing this, Yue Qinghe reached out and picked up her black hair and played with it in his hands, "Yeah."

"Yue Qinghe, are you afraid that we will be discovered like this?" She suddenly asked uneasily.

"I'm not afraid." His voice was low, and then he lowered his eyes to look at her, "You call me by my full name quite smoothly?"

"Then...you have to get used to it slowly, right..." She was referring to calling him only by his name.

If there was no one else around, she wouldn't want to call him "Emperor Brother".

Once you call him your royal brother, it's like you are reminded of your relationship with him all the time.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and patted her back, "I'll take you back to the palace."

When she thought that she was still under grounding, her face dropped with sadness, "I have to copy books again when I go back."

Yue Qinghe was stunned for a moment.

Yes, she was even punished by her father to copy "Mencius" a hundred times.

He remembered that the last time she was punished to copy "The Analects" a hundred times, it took several months to finish.

He pulled her up, walked to the desk, and handed the pen to her, "Write a few words for me to see."

Qingchen was puzzled, but he still followed the instructions and wrote the opening paragraph of "Mencius".

Yue Qinghe looked at the font on the paper and couldn't help laughing: "You can't ride a horse, you can't shoot an arrow, even this word..."

Qingchen glared at him, "What's wrong with my words?"

"Okay, you don't have to worry about copying books." He touched her head and advised her softly, "But you need to practice your handwriting more."

Qing Shen didn't pay attention to the last sentence, but highlighted the key point. It was him who told him not to worry about copying books.

"Brother Emperor, are you trying to copy it for me?"

He hummed: "Now you know how to call me Emperor Brother?"

"I know that Emperor Brother is the best." She held his big hand with gratitude.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to the palace." If he didn't send her back to the palace, he was afraid that his father would really go to Mingyue Palace to find her.

"Okay." Qingchen saw that it was getting late, and she was indeed going back to the palace.

Seeing a hint of reluctance on her little face, he took a deep breath and said, "I will go find you."

"But isn't it easy to be suspected?" How can a prince often enter the palace to find a princess?

"Don't worry too much." He knew she thought a lot.

Sometimes they are worried that their father will find out about them, and sometimes they are afraid that others will find out about them.

That's right, once a person does something wrong, there is no time when he doesn't feel guilty.

"Brother Emperor, it's better not to look for me so often..." Although I would miss him so much.

But if you walk a lot at night, how can you not encounter ghosts?

Yue Qinghe remained silent, knowing that she was still worried about gains and losses.

He took her directly into the palace in a carriage and sent her to the cave in the backyard of Mingyue Palace.

Looking at the small dog hole, he couldn't help but hold his forehead and said, "Yue Qingchen, you are really promising."