Dust is cold

Yan Qinghan quickly jumped down, and then instinctively walked towards the gate of the palace. He knew that the guards had been arranged by Yan Qingyu outside the dormitory. You can't disregard the image like this.

After walking a few steps, the figure in front of him flickered, and Yu Wuchen blocked the door with a smile: "This direction is not allowed, my highness the crown prince!"

"You!" Yan Qinghan resented.

outside the window.

"Li, have you ever seen a cat catching a mouse?" Le Yugui asked Bei Chenli, "I never thought that Wuchen would have such a bad taste!"

Bei Chenli ignored him, looking inside with relish, he had never seen such a scene when he grew up.

Yu Wuchen's formation and restraints are naturally troublesome for Le Gui. The two have been peeping for a long time and he knows it. He doesn't mind this. Move, don't make noise.

Inside the bedroom.

"Take off your clothes!" Yu Wuchen raised his chin.

Yan Qing looked at him coldly.

"Xi Pao!" Yu Wuchen grinned and added.

Yan Qinghan lowered his head and glanced at himself. This wedding gown was changed before the election of the concubine. He didn't listen to the ceremonial officer's request for red, but now the crimson red is still dazzling, but if he takes it off, he will only be left with the middle gown... …

"His Royal Highness!" Yu Wuchen approached, his voice was unusually soft: "Do you want me to serve you?"

Goosebumps arose all over Yan Qinghan's body, he hurriedly backed away a few steps, gritted his teeth and tore off his robe.

Yu Wuchen smiled in satisfaction, and raised his hand to untie his robe.

"You..." Yan Qinghan opened his eyes wide.

"What?" Yu Wuchen smiled with the corners of his lips curled up: "Are you coming?"

Yan Qinghan quickly looked away.

"Change pajamas?" Yu Wuchen asked.

Yan Qinghan ignored it.

"Then let's talk about it later!" Yu Wuchen walked over slowly with a talkative look.

Although Yan Qinghan didn't look at Yu Wuchen, he was fully focused on him, and if Yu Wuchen moved to this side, he immediately wanted to hide.

Yu Wuchen sped up suddenly, grabbed his wrist and moved him to the side, pressing him against the wall with his back.

"Tsk tsk!" Le Yugui sighed at Bei Chenli: "See? Your big brother's cultivation is all used here!"

The acceleration just now was a real skill, burning spiritual power, not to mention Yan Qinghan, he and Bei Chenli might not be able to dodge it.

"The question just now!" Yu Wuchen leaned into Yan Qinghan's ear: "I'll give you another chance to answer it again!"

Yan Qinghan pressed his face against the wall, trying his best to distance himself from Yu Wuchen: "Mr. Yu has always been romantic and unrestrained, why come here to experience the turbidity of the world?"

"Still stubborn?" Yu Wuchen smiled when he heard the words, and the hot breath sprayed on his neck, Yan Qinghan froze and did not dare to move.

Yu Wuchen lowered his head and bit his neck lightly: "Answer it carefully!"

"Oh!" Yan Qinghan snorted uncontrollably, bit his lip to hold back.

"Don't stop!" Yu Wuchen increased his strength: "I like to listen!"

"Ah!" Yan Qinghan cried out in pain, struggling with all his strength: "Yu Wuchen, you are presumptuous!"

"Yeah!" Yu Wuchen stopped biting, and used the tip of his tongue to gently lick the bite mark: "I want to be presumptuous!"

The numb feeling stimulated Yan Qinghan's nerves over and over again, his body trembled, and his hoarse voice kept overflowing from his throat, completely out of his own control.

outside the window.

"I'll go!" Le Yugui was shocked: "This guy draws inferences from one example? There are many tricks!"

He turned his head and glanced at Bei Chenli again: "Isn't it good for you to see this?"

Bei Chenli gave him a supercilious look, turned his head and continued to look at it very seriously.

Inside the hall.

Yu Wuchen finally let go: "Qinghan, you are duplicity!"

Yan Qinghan was very embarrassed, his body reacted very honestly, he wanted to stay away from Yu Wuchen but he couldn't escape, he just gasped and clung to the wall, refusing to speak.

Yu Wuchen put a sticker on him, and Yan Qinghan let out a low exclamation.

"How is it?" Yu Wuchen smiled and put his hands on him.

"No!" Yan Qinghan struggled violently.

Yu Wuchen took a deep breath, and his voice immediately became hoarse: "Prince, are you sure you want to cooperate like this?"

"Yu Wuchen!" Yan Qinghan didn't dare to move any more, and softened his voice: "Don't do this!"

"This is the punishment for not being good!" Yu Wuchen kissed his ear, and his voice was dreamy: "Qinghan, today you are mine!"

"No!" Yan Qinghan broke away suddenly, summoning Feijian to stand in front of him.

"It's useless!" Yu Wuchen walked towards him step by step: "I can't help you today!"

With a flash of light in his hand, Yan Qinghan's flying sword was surrounded by the ice sword and flew out of his hand.

Yu Wuchen took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and hooked his hands at him: "Come here obediently, so as not to suffer!"

outside the window.

"What is that?" Le Yugui asked Bei Chenli, if he read correctly, this porcelain bottle was the one that Yu Wuchen took from Bei Chenli at the banquet just now.

Bei Chenli opened his mouth, but no words came out, and he decided not to say anything later.

Le Yugui had to see for himself, how could Yan Qinghan obediently obey orders, anyway, this porcelain bottle must be used.

Inside the hall.

Yan Qinghan's eyes were puzzled, obviously he didn't know what it was, but out of his instinct for danger, he kept retreating.

Yu Wuchen didn't insist, and walked over by himself, following his steps step by step.

After taking a few steps back, Yan Qinghan realized that something was wrong, he turned around and looked, the direction of retreat...

Yu Wuchen grinned: "You are really cooperative today, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Another conspiracy, Yan Qinghan was furious, if it wasn't Yu Wuchen's deliberate oppression and guidance, how could he retreat to the direction of the bed?

"Yu Wuchen!" Yan Qinghan had no choice but to retreat: "Shall we talk?"

Yu Wuchen shook his head: "Shall we talk about how to choose a concubine for you?"

"No!" Yan Qinghan hurriedly said, but he didn't think about what to say later, and his expression was a little flustered.

Originally, he wanted to take a tactic to delay the attack, but now Yu Wuchen was under too much pressure, Yan Qinghan looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand, and his thinking almost stopped.

"Is His Royal Highness so interested in this?" Yu Wuchen threw the porcelain bottle in his hand: "Do you want to come by yourself?"

Yan Qinghan shook his head wildly: "Yu Wuchen, I..."

"No excuse!" Yu Wuchen walked in front of him, his voice turned cold: "Qinghan, you should have thought of this when you decided to choose a concubine!"

"I'm sorry!" Yan Qinghan lowered his head, his voice trembling: "I... have no choice!"

"Isn't it my choice?" Yu Wuchen's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he grabbed his shoulder: "Or, your choice has never included me?"

"Including you?" Yan Qinghan raised his head suddenly: "How can you be included? You can do it on a whim, what about me?"

"I said before, I didn't act on a whim!" Yu Wuchen withdrew his hands and wanted to hold him in his arms.

Yan Qinghan pushed him away forcefully: "Isn't it? To me or to Bei Chenli?"

outside the window.

Bei Chenli glanced at Le Guigui inexplicably.

"You're getting shot while you're lying down!" Le Yugui taught him while laughing, "Who made you pester Wuchen all the time!"

Inside the hall.

"Li?" Yu Wuchen was startled for a moment, then smiled: "Are you really jealous?"

Yan Qinghan was stunned. Ever since he saw Bei Chenli entering with Yu Wuchen's sleeve, he was inexplicably irritable. Could this be...jealous?

"Li, like Yu Gui, is a friend who can be trusted to life and death! Is this clear?" Yu Wuchen took the opportunity to hug him: "No wonder you are acting weird today!"

Yan Qinghan struggled subconsciously for a moment, then suddenly stopped moving when she recovered, her voice was weak and weak: "Yu Wuchen, let's stop insisting, okay?"

"Not good!" Yu Wuchen kissed his hair: "You keep refusing, are you worried about me?"

Yan Qinghan leaned in his arms very quietly, without speaking.

"I let you rest assured today!" After Yu Wuchen finished speaking, he stretched out his fingers to unbutton his collar.

"No!" Yan Qinghan grabbed his hand: "Don't do this!"

"Why?" Yu Wuchen's eyes turned cold.

"I..." Yan Qinghan looked up at him, then quickly lowered his eyes: "Give me some time!"

Yu Wuchen raised his chin: "I have already given it to you, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Yan Qinghan wanted to say something else, but Yu Wuchen lowered his head and pecked his lips: "The result of waiting is that you want to choose a concubine!"

"I..." Yan Qinghan didn't know how to explain it, so he simply said the truth: "I thought you would give up!"

"Yeah! I know!" Yu Wuchen kissed the corner of his eyes: "But I didn't give up, so you are mine!"

"Yu Wuchen!" Yan Qinghan stretched out his arms to hug him, then suddenly withdrew his hand to push him away: "I can't!"

He seemed to be extremely contradictory, looking at an unknown place behind Yu Wuchen, a little wandering.

"Qinghan!" Yu Wuchen called softly, kissing all the way down, and when it came to the neck, he stretched out his fingers and opened his neckline.

Yan Qinghan was startled and struggled with all his strength: "Yu Wuchen, no!"

Yu Wuchen didn't stop, just grabbed his hand and kept away from him.

"Yu Wuchen!" Yan Qinghan resisted fiercely: "You don't...ah!"

"Call it!" Yu Wuchen bit his collarbone lightly: "This is punishment, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Yan Qinghan clenched his teeth and dared not speak again, he could only take deep breaths to suppress the trembling of his body.

Yu Wuchen didn't let go of him until he felt that the person in his arms was powerless to resist.

"Are you good?" Yu Wuchen asked.

Yan Qinghan resented: "Yu Wuchen, you are enough!"

"very good!"

Yu Wuchen hooked the corners of his lips, and with his arms, turned Yan Qinghan over and pressed him on the bed, suppressing his hands with one hand, and covering his mouth and nose with the other.

Yan Qinghan soon had difficulty breathing, and when he felt almost suffocated, Yu Wuchen let go of his hand, holding something to his nose.

Yan Qinghan took a deep breath, a strong fragrance entered his nostrils, he hurriedly lowered his head to see that it was the porcelain bottle that Yu Wuchen had just held.

In this situation, with this fragrance, Yan Qinghan immediately understood what it was, and struggled so hard that his voice sounded like crying: "Yu Wuchen, don't do this!"

Yu Wuchen remained unmoved, but Yan Qinghan tried his best to escape Yu Wuchen's suppression, repeated several times, his voice weakened.

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