Chapter 88 Tenderness

He played with the invitation in his hand, and his heart became very sad. He narrowed his eyes: Yin Panxuan, you reserved a place for him but left me. You are so cruel! If I want to go, can you still stop me?

Wanxi knocked on the door softly and entered, holding the brocade box in his hand: "Your Majesty, it's ready!"

Xia Houchen took it and took out the hairpin in the brocade box: "Can a green sandalwood hairpin be exchanged for your invitation?"

He raised his eyebrows and ordered, "Wanxi, send it to Yun Yuexuan!"

Wan Xi smiled and went out of the study with a brocade box and thought to himself that this job was much easier than last time, and he unconsciously hummed a little song.

"Wanxi!" The soft voice called him.

He hurried forward to salute: "The little one has met Mrs. Zhao!"

"Can the prince be in the study?"

"Mrs. Hui Zhao, the prince is in the study!"

Man Yao smiled and her eyes fell on the elegant brocade box in his hand: "What are you?"

Wan Xi cleared her throat: "Mrs. Hui Zhao, this was sent by the prince to Yun Yuexuan!"

The corners of her mouth trembled and said lightly with a smile, "But the jewelry sent last time?"

Wan Xi lowered her voice and said, "How dare you send the jewelry to Yun Yuexuan last time? Lan Xin alone is already irritable enough. If it annoys the princess, the princess will not reward the small one. Now everyone in the house knows who is going to provoke the princess and walk with his head!"

He didn't say much and went straight to Yun Yuexuan.

Lan Er snorted softly: "Madam, now everyone in the house welcomes the princess with a smile and flattery. The princess is in the limelight!"

Man Yao sighed secretly. If she guessed well, the brocade box must be a high-quality sandalwood hairpin, which is not the same as before. Today's love for her, he envies others and attracts people's red eyes. And she couldn't sleep all night, holding him back gently and turning. She always thought that only a woman like Yin Hanxuan could collect his favor, but now she knows that there is a person far better than her and her.

I still clearly remember how many eyes and amazing the red dust fragrance has taken away. She is like a flame. The man is willing to turn into ashes. She stroked her slightly bulging abdomen and had expectations. The little life she conceived may determine her fate.

"Lan'er, go to Bici Temple, I want to pray!"

All the way to Bici Temple, the Sanskrit sound was clear and fragrant. She took a deep breath. No matter how piously asked for the blessing of God and Buddha, it was in vain, but she still knelt in front of the Buddha and was greedy for a moment of peace of mind.

Standing in front of the long steps of the mountain gate in the wind, she remembered the pious appearance of Yin Pianxuan and wondered if she was also seeking peace of mind?

She walked down quietly and came into her eyes in blue clothes. She paused and called out, "Mr. Jiang?!"

Jiang Che stopped, hesitated for a moment, and arched his hand: "Mrs. Zhao--"

" Mr. Jiang has a good memory!" Man Yao smiled lightly. His body felt a little warm and jade-like feeling so comfortable that he couldn't imagine how he and the fiery and wild she walked hand in hand for a moment.

He has a slight jaw and doesn't say much. He picks up the steps.

Man Yao looked back at him and felt a little envious. On that day, he was blamed by the staff, strong enough to make people's heart vulnerable with him, but when a tear slipped down from the corner of her eyes, he collapsed.

He is not pitiful. A man will only put down his self-esteem when he loves someone too much, and only becomes vulnerable in the face of the person he loves deeply.

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Yin Piao lay on the soft couch and played with the hairpin in his hand. The good green sandalwood was carved with simple and elegant patterns. His red lips evoked a sneer and handed it to Lanxin lazily.

Lan Xin smiled and said, "Princess, I'm going to put it away!"

Looking at Lan Xin's bouncing back, she sighed faintly, closed her eyes, and secretly thought about his intention. First jewelry and then hairpin, she suddenly felt that he was so unfathomable that the more she thought about it, the more chaotic she became. She simply brushed off all her thoughts, brewed sleepiness, and fell asleep leisurely.

The breeze elegantly raised the red veil floating in the waterside, and a red coat appeared wonderfully. He walked into the waterside and stared at her who was sleeping deeply. The rouge powder smeared the elegant eyebrows and thickened the brightness of the muscles and bones. It's so peaceful when you sleep, but it's so difficult when you wake up.

He took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows slightly, and picked her up.

When she woke up, she stared at him unhappily, opened her red lips slightly, but did not say a word. She slowly hooked her hands around his neck, leaned against his chest, and let him go.

Unexpectedly, he went straight to the door, with a jujube red horse wagging its tail in his eyes. Her eyes bloomed with crystal light, slid down from his arms, patted the fire on the back, and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "Are you want to ride a horse? The fire belongs to me!"

"Why, do you like fire?"

When she caught a glimpse of the joke in his eyes, she pulled the corners of her mouth, stepped on the pedal, and sat firmly. The fire raised her legs and hissed. She clenched the reins, firmly controlled the horse, and looked back with a smile: "Let's go! Go on horseback!"

The smile on his cheek condensed in Xia Houchen's consistent movements. He directly pulled the reins, turned on the back of the horse, and wrapped his hand around her waist calmly.

She was embarrassed to open her hand, and he tightened it and coughed uncomily: "Isn't it a horse riding? I——”

Xia Houchen did not answer, strangled the reins, drank, and ran away with a fierce fire.

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The horse runs; the wind blows through the ears. Autumn is refreshing, galloping through the refreshing grassland, from the uncomfortableness at the beginning to enjoying the fun, her joy sprinkled all the way along the traces of the horse.

Shi Yan looked at the galloping horse, and his heart couldn't help but feel warm. He had never seen him so relaxed and unsuspected in front of others. She was the first. His mind is difficult to understand and his emotions are deeply hidden, but in front of her, he doesn't whitewash too much, or doesn't want to, or doesn't need to!

The soft hair brushed his cheek, and the fragrant breath repeatedly hit the tip of his nose with the wind. A warm current rose from his lower abdomen and rushed straight to his brain. He couldn't suppress the rising fire and slowly stopped the horse.

Yin Panxuan frowned slightly and looked back at him, puzzled.

"Do you want to do something more interesting?"

She was a little suspicious, but seeing his plain face, she couldn't help nodding.

With her approval, his eyes swept over the evil and rode his horse to a lush grass. It was a little late for her to realize his attempt.

Xia Houchen took her directly into the grass, bullied her, her eyes lit up, and stared at her face.

As soon as she touched her deep eyes, her whole body trembled, her face was hot, and she twisted her body uneasily.

He didn't speak and skillfully attacked her. She swallowed and was shocked. She wanted to push it away but didn't want to push it away. The heat and harmony from his hands made her unconsciously lean on him.

I clearly felt her movements. In an instant, his chest fluctuated sharply, and he leaned down and sucked the fragrance of her mouth fiercely. He couldn't wait to melt her enchanting body into his body. His anxiety and thirst melted into a source of excitement, like a blazing flame.

A warm stream swam over her, and she was softly trapped in his offensive.

The low and hoarse voice was bewitched in her ear: "Peacher, give it to me!"

Yin Phan was stunned, and his attack immediately swept over. The gentle call completely blurred her mind and responded to his continuous impact layer by layer.

** gradually dispersed, she quietly opened her eyes and looked around the green around her. She couldn't help thinking of the past. Her chest was blocked, turned her back sadly, and tears slipped down.

Her abnormality made him puzzled, frowned slightly, pulled her body hard, and reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Yin stood up swirlingly and shouted angrily, "Why didn't you scold me? Why can you be indifferent? Because you just want my body, no matter how many men I have touched, you don't care, right?"

Her aggressive question gave him a headache. He sat up, pinched his eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "Yin Pingxuan, don't mess with me now!"

His injustification strengthened what she thought, and she gritted her teeth fiercely: "I won't allow you to call me Piao'er! Don't allow it! Just don't!"

Xia Houchen's face sank, reached out to hold her wrist, stopped her from leaving, and pulled it in his arms. There were some facts that he chose to hide and warned coldly, "Yin Piaoxuan, you just need to remember that you have always been the king's woman!"

She angrily wanted to leave his arms, which attracted more fierce ** and more wanton possession, until she was so weak that she could not resist and bit him on the shoulder fiercely before being dazzled. He hugged her tightly and collapsed happily.