It was pitch black in front of my eyes, only the cold moonlight shining in from the center of the half-covered window barely illuminated the tall silhouette in front of me.
"Nanyan?"
In the ear, Zhu Feng's familiar voice sounded.
One of his hands was still caressing her face, feeling her panting and cold sweat on her head.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
"..."
Nan Yan didn't speak.
Her heart was beating like thunder, and at that moment, she was almost suffocated, she only opened her eyes wide in horror, until this moment, she could not see clearly the familiar face in front of her.
It's Zhu Feng.
It's him.
Just now, why did you dream of Azlan
She was a little breathless, her lips trembling slightly: "Your Majesty...?"
Zhu Feng had already sat by the bed, stretched out his hand to pick her up from the bed, and hugged her forcefully, "It's me."
"..."
"You're having a nightmare, aren't you?"
"..."
"Are you freaking out?"
Nan Yan stretched out trembling hands, hugged his thin waist, leaned into his arms, smelled the familiar aura on his body, and only then did she have a real feeling.
She said softly: "Your Majesty..."
His voice was a little choked, and he quickly buried it in his arms.
It wasn't long before Zhu Feng walked in from the outside, and he still had the coolness of the night breeze on his body, but at this moment, holding this soft and fragrant body in his arms, he immediately felt a little hot.
Burning from the depths of the body.
He was silent for a while, then slowly got on the bed, the arm holding her was not loosened at all, and the two hugged each other tightly.
He said, "What's the matter?"
"..."
Nan Yan didn't speak, but shook her head gently in his arms.
However, he could clearly feel the small body in his arms trembling all the time.
He thought for a while, reached out and pinched her chin, and lifted that little face up.
The light in the room was too dark, and I could barely see the outline of the thin little face and the pair of bright eyes, even in the dim light, by the moonlight coming in from the window.
However, it seems to be tears.
Seeing her like this, the fire in Zhu Feng's body burned even more.
It's been, a long time.
Since the last time, the two of them had a dispute in the palace because of Concubine Ning's matter, they hadn't slept together again.
Even on the boat, Nan Yan stayed in his room every night, and the two slept on the same couch.
However, he didn't touch her either.
He wants to hug her.
Now, this desire is already screaming, like an unstoppable beast, struggling and roaring in his bones, almost rushing out of his body.
The flame rushed from the soles of the feet to the top of the head in an instant.
He lowered his head and grabbed her lips.
Nan Yan suddenly opened her eyes wide, with tears in her eyes, but before she had time to say anything, she felt that Zhu Feng's hands were exerting some uncontrollable force, and in the darkness, the sound of cloth being torn was heard.
Her naked body was soon exposed to the cold night air.
But, not cold.
He lit a fire inside her.
In the darkness, she could only see his slightly arched back, showing a majestic sense of strength under the cold moonlight.
In the ears, there were even bursts of bells ringing in the distance.
Gradually, under his fiery attack, Nanyan fell into darkness.
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The next morning, she opened her tired eyes.
At a glance, he saw Ran Xiaoyu standing by the bed.
"Ma'am," she whispered, "are you alright?"
"..."
Nan Yan was a little bit overwhelmed.
What's it called? Are you okay
However, I really don't seem to be doing well.
His whole body was sore and limp, as if he had been run over by a carriage, and all the bones in his body were shattered into slag, and he couldn't lift a finger for a long time.
After finally gathering up some strength, he raised his hand, only to find—
His body seemed to be naked!
The skin was directly attached to the thin quilt, and she could clearly feel the strangeness. She subconsciously lifted a corner of the quilt and looked down—
"Why?!"
Why are the clothes broken into pieces
At this moment, several images flashed in her mind, last night in the darkness, the ear-piercing sound of cloth being torn, and also, Zhu Feng's deep panting, echoing constantly in her ears with.
Like a tidal wave, it hit her wave after wave.
Nan Yan's eyes widened all of a sudden, her face turned pale from the fright just now, and slowly turned a little red.
And Ran Xiaoyu, who was at the side, couldn't help blushing a little.
She coughed lightly and said, "Last night, the emperor came here."
"ah?"
"When the servant came over in the morning, I saw him go out."
"..."
"I also specially ordered not to wake up the empress."
"..."
"So, the servant has been guarding here."
"..."
Nan Yan remained silent all the time, as if she couldn't recover, and after a while, she said stupidly: "The emperor has been here?"
"Um."
Then, what happened last night was not a dream
Only when I dreamed that Ari Silan suddenly appeared in front of me was it a nightmare.
Nan Yan couldn't help but blush a little, especially seeing Ran Xiaoyu's half-smiling face, she was even more ashamed, she could only softly say: "You, find me some clothes."
Ran Xiaoyu was already getting ready at the side, but said: "Ma'am, do you want to take a bath?"
"never mind."
Nan Yan shook her head, she didn't care about these things at this time.
She quickly put on her clothes and washed up.
The body is still a little weak.
Although I was almost in a daze last night, half asleep and half awake, I could still vaguely remember his enthusiasm.
After all, it's been a long time since the two of them hadn't really had sex in the same room.
She also knows how strong this man's energy is.
but-
I can't help but have some doubts in my heart.
Isn't Qin Ruolan here
Moreover, the two of them have been in that quiet room for the past two days, and no one is allowed to disturb them.
Although, as long as Zhu Feng talks about things, he must be talking about things, and it is impossible to prostitution in the Taoist temple during the day, but at night—
The two of them, don't they
Nan Yan felt a little strange, but couldn't tell, what was so strange.
After dressing neatly and tidying up a bit, she left the room.
But I found that it was quieter outside.
Except for one or two Taoist boys standing at a few doorways, the Taoist priests were completely invisible in other places.
Nan Yan walked to Zhu Feng's quiet room, and saw that even the Taoist boy guarding the gate was gone.
She frowned, and was about to go to knock on the door when she heard Concubine Ning's voice next to her—
"The emperor is not here."
"...?"
Nan Yan was originally in a relaxed mood, but the moment she heard this voice, she sank slightly.
She turned her head and saw Concubine Ning standing on the other side of the yard.
In his hand, he held a bamboo basket.
Nan Yan said: "Where did he go?"