Raiders of His Royal Highness

The day before yesterday, Qi Run told him to restrain the people in the mansion well, and it was best to stay behind closed doors on the night of the 25th.

Hearing this, Yu Ling didn't hide anything.

"Tonight, Yu Feng and Yu Lang, who have already lost their composure, will force the palace."

The second prince and the third prince are going to force the palace? !

Mrs. Song pondered for a while, and asked, "Did you plan this?"

If this matter had nothing to do with Yu Ling, then she would not have known about it.

This is rebellion!

If it fails, it will be a death penalty!

"Yes." Yu Ling didn't hide anything about it.

"Then, do you know..." Old Master Song didn't say the rest of the words, but Yu Ling already knew what he meant.

She smiled calmly: "If you are not sure, your grandson will not do this."

Since she can push the flames behind the scenes and make Yu Feng and Yu Lang force the palace ahead of time in a hurry, then she has the confidence to control the situation.

Therefore, those two idiots have no chance of success!

At this moment, Mrs. Song has long since lost her worry at the beginning.

Before, he thought that his grandson was far away from the capital, had no control over the court, and was extremely weak, so he thought that when the new emperor came to power, he would keep her and let her live the rest of her life in peace.

But now, seeing that she is calm and strategic, and that she has already accumulated a lot of influence when they can't see her, he feels much more at ease.

Thinking of this, he was filled with emotion, and felt very sorry for Yu Ling. He didn't know how she came here all these years, and she planned for so long with her sick body.

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How long did the two talk in secret in the study before Yu Ling wrapped up a thick black cloak and returned to the small courtyard arranged by the Song Mansion for her and Qin Zhirong.

"Your Highness's hands are so cold, but this concubine is warm as His Highness."

Qin Zhirong wrung out the veil in the hot water, and scrubbed Yu Ling's cold fingers.

After washing, he covered her hand in the palm of his hand, trying to warm her with his own body temperature.

Yu Ling felt the warmth in his hands, and even his heart felt warm, as if bathed in the gentle spring breeze, refreshing and lingering.

She raised the corner of her mouth, "Rong'er, I suddenly want to kiss you..."

As soon as the words fell, before Qin Zhirong could react, Yu Ling's soft lips pecked Qin Zhirong's lips lightly.

Seeing that Qin Zhirong's round eyes were still open, Yu Ling said vaguely with a smile: "Fool, close your eyes..."

The flickering candlelight swayed gently, and the scattered candlelight reflected on the two people who embraced each other, creating a warm and ambiguous atmosphere.

After a while, Yu Ling gasped and left Qin Zhirong's lips. She slowly pulled out the hand wrapped around Qin Zhirong's waist, and said in a low voice, "Ben Gong's hand has been warmed by Rong'er..."

Qin Zhirong, whose eyes were full of love, whispered coquettishly, and let Yu Ling close her clothes, "Your Highness is really... really getting worse and worse..."

Shyly, she clenched her hand into a fist and lightly thumped Yu Ling.

Yu Ling took advantage of the situation and grabbed her little hand, and said with a sneer, "What did you say, little Rong'er, I haven't done anything yet..."

"Wait...when Bengong is in better health, let Rong'er see what is really bad..."

Yu Ling was looking forward to this very much.

These days, she has become more and more restless towards Rong'er.But before the major event was accomplished, and she hadn't informed Rong'er of her identity, she could only suppress the restlessness in her heart and use other methods to taste it first.

But soon.

After tonight, even if Yu Feng and Yu Lang were out of the game, Yu Sheng, who was an old man's treasure, would be cleaned up together soon.

"The concubine...the concubine is going to sleep, Your Highness can wash up by himself." Qin Zhirong blushed so ashamed that he didn't know how to respond to that, so he hurriedly lay down with his clothes and covered himself in the quilt.

Yu Ling, who just had a taste of it just now, was already itchy and unbearable at the moment, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, after washing it unhurriedly, she took off her cloak and coat, and lay down beside Qin Zhirong.

With a wave of his hand, the flickering candles in the room were also extinguished.

With the moonlight shining through the window, Yu Ling looked at Qin Zhirong who had already turned around, "It's a long night, how about Rong'er to warm my hands again."

Saying that, that restless hand has already reached into the bed.

Qin Zhirong let out a soft cry, looked at Yu Ling flickeringly, and crawled onto her body.

In the moonlight, she looked at Yu Ling who was a little surprised but also a little expectant, and bit her lower lip lightly, "Since His Royal Highness asks so, then the concubine is more respectful than obedient..."

She blushed with embarrassment, and under Yu Ling's hazy eyes, she bent down and kissed Yu Ling's thin lips.

The tossing and turning and affectionate kiss gradually raised the temperature.

Yu Ling's eyes were deep, she hugged Qin Zhirong's willow waist with a smile on her face, slightly turned sideways, and pressed her down.

"Good boy, let me come."

The curtain fell, covering the room with the sparkling spring light.

Even the moon outside the house, which was still hanging high in the sky just now, quietly hid in the clouds, leaving only some inaudible cries.

The author has something to say: What is the emphasis of this chapter?what is it then?Hehehe...