after marrying the prince

"I don't know you well! Don't get so close!"

Qian Zihua smiled lowly, and said to the handsome young man who was being beaten and retreated not far away: "Yueya, retreat."

The handsome young man came over with a handful of smoke in his hand, and Lang Hantian took a few steps back.

Qianzi Hua let go of Lan Xunyu and jumped out of the window.

A whistle sounded.

Two fine horses came out from nowhere, and they just landed on the horses when they went out of the window.

Qian Zihua sat on the horse's back, tugged at the rein, and said with a smile, "Little beauty, we will meet later."

Lan Xunyu was so angry that she jumped and wanted to run out, but found Lang Hantian lying on the ground.

Smoke is poisonous.

Several guards also died cleanly.

There are no marks on the dead man.

Paintings of a thousand sons are like the wind, people can't catch them, they obviously have a high reputation among the elegant scholars in the Central Plains, but if they are caught and asked, no one knows who their parents are, where their ancestors live, and what kind of relatives they have.

Lan Xunyu sat in front of the desk in Qianqing Palace, tearing and biting the chicken leg with one hand, and slurping mung bean soup with the other hand.

When he heard the familiar footsteps outside the door, he quickly wiped his mouth, put down the bowl, went up to meet him, and said with a sweet smile: "Master."

Xiao Yantian was wearing a black dragon robe and crown, with a tired face, rubbed the center of his brows with his slender fingers, glanced at the food on the table, sat on the chair, motioned for Lan Xunyu to sit on his lap, and wrapped the person around Hug her, palms up, and rub her stomach in circles.

It turned out that the burning stomach suddenly became more comfortable, and the person also softened with the force, nestled in the firm arms, squinted his eyes, licked the corners of his mouth, and showed his soft lips like a satisfied cat. Belly rubbed against Xiao Yantian's arms.

Xiao Yan's evenly long eyebrows were raised, his pair of phoenix eyes were a little cold, a little staring, his shallow thin lips were slightly raised, and he smiled very lightly.

"If you rub it again, it will catch fire."

Lan Xunyu immediately stopped moving, a pair of peach blossoms blinked at Xiao Yantian, and said: "Master."

"Ah."

"I want to eat Yunxiang Cake."

"I can't eat any more today."

"What about tomorrow?"

Xiao Yantian flipped through the book with one hand, held her in his arms with the other, lowered his head and kissed his lover's forehead, and said: "Tomorrow, before dawn, as a teacher, I will wait for all the officials and officials to sacrifice to heaven, and there are still a bunch of official documents. There has been no one to choose when..."

Lan Xunyu felt drowsy as he listened, fell asleep after a while, and felt a soft thing sweeping over his body in a daze.

Too excited to hold on to myself.

My heart was beating like a drum, bang bang bang.

The person below came over, took him into his arms, and said, "Are you comfortable?"

Lan Xunyu's eyes were twisted, and a layer of water mist formed from the bottom of his eyes, which condensed into crystal drops of water, falling down along the eyelashes, buried his head in the man's arms, and choked up, "Master...you..."

"Ok?"

"You are the emperor, how can you...?"

"..."

"Master?"

Hearing no reply, Lan Xunyu raised his head and saw Xiao Yantian staring at him, his amber eyes were shy and red like a budding peach blossom.

The eyes are focused and affectionate.

The whole world is warm.

He couldn't help squinting his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, raised his slender neck, and sent his red lips up.

Waiting to feel the hot kiss.

Lan Xunyu cried excitedly, stretched out five fingers, grabbed the bed sheet, feeling the sting and happiness Xiao Yantian gave him.

Master's sentence was crushed to the bone.