He was so choked that

his heartbeat was rapid and strong under his chest. Yan Qing leaned softly in his arms, and every sound of his heartbeat was so clear in his ears.

Jiang Weiren only felt like his whole body was on fire, and the person in his arms was as weak and boneless, like a trembling dewdrop on a green lotus leaf, or like a piano string with the last trace of residual sound, which could always provoke him. Endless pity.

He held her hand and pulled it to his belt. Of course Yan Qing knew what it meant, but now it was as if all her strength had been drained from her body. She could only lean on his shoulder softly and hold it. Use your fingers to untie his belt.

She unbuttoned her outer robe and put it aside, then her inner garment. She was unbuttoning it while panting, but he suddenly leaned over and kissed behind her ear. She trembled all over and tied her belt into a tight knot. She raised her eyes to glare at him, but before she could speak, he kissed her again.

That kiss captured Yan Qing's heart and soul. When his lips moved away, she realized that the belt that she had just knotted had been untied by him, and his front shirt had fallen apart, revealing a line. Tight chest.

Yan Qing stared straight at it. Jiang Weiren took her hand and put it on his waist. He leaned forward and pressed her under him.

Jiang Weiren kept telling himself not to be too impatient, but only he knew how difficult this moment was.

"Qingqing," he leaned close to her ear and whispered lingeringly, "Look at me..."

She opened her eyes as instructed, her head was dripping with water, and her clear eyes were his reflection. At this moment Looking at each other, they became the only ones in each other's eyes.

His body temperature was hot, but she was just the opposite. The poison caused symptoms like chills, and also made her limbs cold all year round. At this moment, she was as cool as a piece of ice jade in his arms.

Jiang Weiren didn't know that she had never been in human affairs, but he could see the timidity in her eyes.

She looked back hastily and put her hand on his chest, refusing his approach.

But it was obvious that she had missed the best opportunity to give up. The disparity in strength between men and women made him use only a slight force to press her tightly against his chest, pull her hand away, and lower his head for a kiss.

His voice was low and hoarse, and he leaned into her ear and said, "I will be more careful..."

In the end, Yan Qing huddled there so tired that she couldn't open her eyes. Jiang Weiren still seemed to be very excited. He carefully put her in his arms and pulled the quilt up.

Yan Qing closed her eyes, feeling that the chest behind her was really hot against her. The brocade quilt was thick, and she was covered in sweat. He was pressing against her tightly, and she thought that he had really tortured her so much. This time Although he felt shy in his heart, he said: "Stay away from me, it's too hot..."

How could he listen? He hugged her like a rogue, looked down at her messy black hair, and her face was full of red clouds, and he couldn't bear it. He couldn't help but lean down and kiss her cheek. Yan Qing was extremely annoyed by him, but he was too tired after all, and fell asleep after a while.

When it was almost dawn, she woke up. The lights in the room had long been burned out, and the morning light outside was still a little weak. Only a little light came through the carvings on the windows. The room was still dark, and she moved. , and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that he was awake.

Not only did he no longer stick to her, but he stood a little distance away from her. Sleepy-eyed, Yan Qing didn't see his expression clearly, but now she felt a little cold and instinctively leaned towards him.

This night was destined to be torture.

After finally waiting until dawn, she woke up, and now she was even more desperate to get closer. Staring at him, Jiang Weiren felt as if the strings in his head were suddenly broken. He opened his hands like catching prey, dragged her in front of him, and said hoarsely: "Have you slept enough?"

Yan Qing had no time to answer, and was involved in a new wave of waves.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the First Assistant would like to see you." The palace man reported carefully.

As expected, the palace people heard her coldly reply: "No."

The palace people were not surprised. It had been two days, and the chief minister had been rejected like this every time he came. After hearing the Queen Mother's answer on the first day, the Chief Assistant left a little reluctantly. When he came back the next day, he brought a seal, saying that he would write down all the state affairs that needed to be reported to the Queen Mother on the seal and let the palace people pass it on. Go in.

Yan Qing was skeptical, thinking that there was something pending in the cabinet. When he opened the folder, he found that it was clearly his words of admitting his mistake and begging for mercy. It was full of high-sounding rhetoric and was very shameless.

This third time, she was still angry, so she naturally refused to see him. She lowered her head and concentrated on reading the chess records when a very familiar voice suddenly came from the room, "Looking at things at dusk hurts your eyes, so don't look..."

When I looked up, I saw him standing not far away with a smile on his face.

"Jiang Weiren, broke into the Queen Mother's palace privately," she said angrily, "How brave you are!"

But he nodded, walked closer and said, "I and others who commit this crime are unforgivable, and we can leave it to the Queen Mother's disposal."

That sentence "I'm sorry," Yan Qing blushed and looked away pretending to be angry, but in fact she was too embarrassed to look at him.

But he deliberately came closer and asked in a low voice: "Have you thought about how the Queen Mother plans to deal with the ministers?"

She put a chess book in his face and turned sideways to sit farther away from him. Jiang Weiren reached out and pulled her, and she fell down on his chest.

"Okay," he murmured in her ear, "Are you still shy?"

Yan Qing became even more angry when he heard this, because his words hit exactly what she was thinking. When she woke up that morning, she really didn't know how to face him, so she could only drive him away with the excuse that he didn't care about her enough.

It's a pity that Mr. Jiang was so full of joy that he couldn't restrain himself when there was a happy event. He couldn't bear to close his eyes for a moment while holding the beautiful woman in his arms. When she woke up again, he angered her for some reason.

At first, he reflected on himself, thinking that he might be a bit of a bastard. He remembered that time at dawn, when she covered her face with her hands and cried continuously from between her clenched lips. She looked like she had been bullied miserably. He must have felt that he didn't pity her enough.

After being rejected several times, Mr. Jiang finally figured out the reason.

Of course Yan Qing was ashamed and angry. He looked at her like that. She secretly blamed herself for not living up to expectations, but openly she wanted to take her anger out on him.

Fortunately, Mr. Jiang always exerted his perseverance to the extreme at times like this. When she didn't speak, he just stayed close to her.

He hugged her and picked up the chess book she had just read. He couldn't suppress the smile on his lips, "Are you really interested? Fool, I can win you on this chessboard and lose elsewhere." It's all done willingly..."

She stood up and turned to look at him, "Jiang Weiren, you look more upright, but in other places, you are really ungrateful!"

Not only was your character mocked, Master Jiang, who was also mocked for his age, choked heavily.

"Qingqing," he held her hand, "you and the late emperor..."

He spoke vaguely, but Yan Qing naturally understood what he wanted to ask.

Jiang Weiren was actually not sure. Such a thing was unbelievable, but the way she acted yesterday, it was clear that she didn't understand anything.

"I was able to marry the late emperor because he took pity on me," she said in a low voice, leaning her head on his shoulder. "At that time, everyone said that I was heartbroken because of my heavy investment, and the late emperor was no exception. In fact, it was I plan to stay with my parents for the rest of my life..."

Mentioning the past and thinking of her situation at that time, even though times have changed, I still feel heartbroken.

"Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, I can't get married. My father and Cai Yong have been fighting for many years, and the Yan family has fallen. Who is willing to become a thorn in Cai Chieffu's side for an orphan again? Besides, I have been annulled. At my age, It was also delayed...

"I have been friends with the late emperor since childhood. He treated me no differently than Chongning and Shou'an. I also regarded him as an elder brother. He wanted to take care of me, so he wanted me to enter his palace. I was thinking that his illness was never getting better, and since the prince was in power at the time, his situation was also difficult at that time. Naturally, I took care of him more sincerely than others.

"The marriage at that time was just a trade-off. He thought that my heart was with Shen Zhu, and he also knew that I had no romantic feelings for him, so he made an agreement with me that until I didn't let go of the person in my heart, I would never marry him. We will become husband and wife...

"Later, I figured it out and wanted to let go of my obsession. But at that time he was already seriously ill. Although I truly regarded him as my husband, I was still innocent. "

She spoke frankly, but these words made Jiang Weiren's heart rise and fall like a tide. He was sometimes happy when he heard that she was thinking about him, but he felt sad when he heard that she was determined not to marry. When he heard her say it again, When he finally regarded the late Emperor as his husband, all the joy he felt before turned back into sadness and filled his heart.

He held her hand in his palm, intertwined his fingers with hers, and said in a muffled voice, "Your Majesty. We're getting married, and those things in Funing Palace are over. Let's leave after I take care of the affairs in the court, okay? "

Yan Qing was stunned. At that time, she used "fake death" to rebel against Yijun. Now she wants to use this method to leave, but it is difficult.

But this is not the key. She used to look forward to the day when she could live in seclusion with him. One day, but now, her thoughts have faded.

Perhaps only God knows how much time she has left. It would be good to be with him freely, but that is only if she can hold hands with him. Under the premise of Bai Tou,

"Let's wait until Wen Ying is found. In order to prevent him from seeing the sadness in her eyes, she lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Otherwise, once we leave, she will appear in front of A Yuan and reveal everything behind her. Even if you and I go to the ends of the world, we won't be able to do it." There will be an happy birthday. "

Her words are not unreasonable. Wen Ying has not been found, so the matter is not completely settled after all.

"Don't worry, I will find the person as soon as possible, let alone let him appear in front of His Majesty. You don't have to worry about this. "

Yan Qing nodded, but in fact Wen Ying couldn't find it. She didn't care now.

She didn't want to leave the palace because of him.

If he wanted to live in seclusion, he had to give it up. He had endured many ups and downs for many years before he could All this came. But she could only give him a few years. After she left, he was left alone, and there was really nothing left.

But if he was still the chief minister of the Yu Dynasty at that time, Even if she is no longer by his side, he still has the honor that is higher than that of this person and has the prospect of endless wealth and glory. He can also assist the king to achieve a prosperous era and leave a brilliant reputation behind him.

Perhaps, he will have another mistress in his mansion, and he will be surrounded by children and grandchildren. When he is old and his hair is gray, he will completely forget her, and she will live her life without regrets

. I feel relieved...