Chapter 61

Shen Anyan glared at Yin Chenlang. She was no longer willing to see him. She pulled the quilt and was ready to sleep. She inadvertently glanced at Yin Chenlang. Seeing that he was not ready to go out at all, she looked up and asked, "don't you go out?"

"Don't you forgive me?" Yin Chenlang said such a sentence, with a strong grievance in his tone, and his handsome face softened, but Yin Chenlang's comparison in peace seemed to be contrary to peace.

Not only Shen Anyan, but also himself was surprised, but Yin Chenlang was only surprised for a moment. Later, he didn't care. He opened his evil eyes and hooked people's eyes with a little grievance.

He looked wronged.

Shen Anyan sighed. Although she was still sad at Yin Chenlang's inaction and distressed at Yu Xiang's departure, she could not help but calm down at this moment. There was no impatience in her tone. She explained plainly: "it has nothing to do with you. I didn't blame you..."

"I'm sorry." Yin Chenlang interrupted without waiting for Shen Anyan to finish, "it has something to do with me."

What else does Shen Anyan want to say, but Yin Chenlang has an action to stop what Shen Anyan wants to say.

Yin Chenlang half bent down and hugged Shen Anyan.

Shen Anyan opened her eyes wide and looked at the front in surprise. She was stunned and couldn't speak. She wanted to turn her head to see Yin Chenlang, but Yin Chenlang held her head down.

Yin Chenlang was so tightly imprisoned that Shen Anyan felt that she couldn't move at all. She was about to scold, but through close contact, she heard Yin Chenlang's heartbeat and the warm smell sprayed on Shen Anyan's ears, with Yin Chenlang's unique taste. I don't know whether it's smoke or herbal medicine. In this cold winter environment, Yin Chenlang's unique masculinity has caught a layer of ambiguous flavor in the boudoir.

Even without this breath, this posture is very ambiguous.

Shen Anyan frowned and adjusted her mood. Just about to speak, Yin Chenlang moved again. Shen Anyan immediately hushed, held her breath and her heart beat faster.

Yin Chenlang held her tighter, closed her eyes and buried her head on Shen Anyan's shoulder, which was a bit like Shen Yingqing's posture just now. However, Shen Yingqing was smaller and felt a gap compared with Yin Chenlang holding herself.

Shen Anyan's face flushed and flushed for a moment. He stayed there at a loss and didn't dare to move.

"Three lords..." Shen Anyan shouted Yin Chenlang in a trembling voice. She didn't know what Yin Chenlang was going to do next. She seemed to be asleep, but Shen Anyan knew that it was impossible to fall asleep, so she shouted Yin Chenlang for the first time.

Yin Chenlang didn't move.

Won't you really fall asleep? A question welled up in Shen Anyan's heart.

Sleeping too fast.

"Lord, Lord, you..." Shen Anyan shook her shoulder and motioned Yin Chenlang to get up.

Yin Chenlang finally responded, but held it tighter.

"Your business has something to do with me. Do you know what I mean?"

Yin Chenlang buried his head and said this in a hoarse and low voice.

He lowered his head, so Shen Anyan couldn't see his expression.

"Get up."

"I don't know."

"Wang..."

"Don't shout like that," Yin Chenlang lowered his head and turned his face to Shen Anyan's neck. "I know it's wrong. I apologize to you. We're not strangers."

Then she kissed Shen Anyan gently on her beautiful and slender neck.

Shen Anyan's head exploded with a "buzzing" sound. When she was unconscious just now, everything she dreamed of surged up. Yin Chenlang's indifferent face, heartless words, and what really happened one night. When Qiu Ni said she was going to sell Yuxiang, Yin Chenlang's expression was irrelevant.

"We are not strangers, almost! What's the relationship between you and me!" Shen Anyan shouted out uncontrollably and pushed Yin Chenlang away.

Yin Chenlang didn't react. He knew that Shen Anyan had always been very calm. He didn't expect this to happen.

Shen Anyan roared and felt her head ache again. It was like tens of thousands of ants eating her bones. Her head suddenly became very heavy. It seemed that she would fall again.

Shen Anyan bent her knees, hugged her head and buried her head in her knees.

"You go out."

Shen Anyan said weakly, trying her best to hold back the pain.

"Didn't Zhang Zhenlu say you can't get excited? Lie down." Yin Chenlang saw Shen Anyan's posture and completely forgot other things. He held Shen Anyan and let her lie down.

Outside the door, there was a quick knock on the door, and then Shen Bingde's voice: "sister? Sister! Lord! What happened in you?"

"It doesn't matter. Your sister's head hurts again. Don't come in. It's cool." Yin Chenlang replied.

"Lord, please let me go in and have a look!" Shen Bingde was still worried. He patted the door again and shouted.

"Stand outside, don't come in." Yin Chenlang emphasized again, with severity and indifference in his tone, and impatience that is very easy to detect.

Being strongly rejected by Yin Chenlang, Shen Bingde frowned and looked anxious.

Shen Bingde stood at the door and didn't go in. First, Yin Chenlang wouldn't let him in. Second, Doctor Zhang had stood next to him to prevent him from rushing in. Doctor Zhang's tall and powerful self didn't necessarily rush in. Even if he pushed the door open and went in, Yin Chenlang would blame him. It's no use carrying himself out after getting angry; But I didn't go in. My sister just roared loudly and seemed very angry, although she didn't hear the content clearly.

Shen Bingde looked at Doctor Zhang, who was ready to take action at any time. Doctor Zhang narrowed his eyes and looked at Shen Bingde dangerously. They were like tit for tat predators on the grassland. They were deadlocked until a voice came from the cabinet.

"Bingde, it's all right." Shen Anyan shouted at the door. Shen Anyan didn't want to stop Shen Bingde from coming in, but if she made a bad impression on Yin Chenlang, whether Shen Bingde followed Yin Chenlang or not will be bad for Shen Bingde.

Finally, silence returned. Neither Shen Anyan nor Yin Chenlang in the cabinet moved. After a while of silence, Yin Chenlang gently said, "I really can't go through this muddy water. I have a reason."

"Stop talking. It has nothing to do with you."

Shen Anyan doesn't want to tangle any more. Yuxiang has left. Now it doesn't make any sense to say anything. It doesn't matter how tangled and what results are tangled.

"Shen Anyan, don't you understand what I'm talking about? I said your business has something to do with me." Yin Chenlang's mood suddenly fluctuated rarely, and he was still excited. He stared at Shen Anyan and said firmly word by word, "I dare marry if I don't respect or filial piety."

Shen Anyan looked up at Yin Chenlang. After a long time, she said, "Oh, you are so brave, Lord."

Dare to marry? What is dare to marry?

Yin Chenlang squatted down and looked at Shen Anyan. His eyes were very clear. "Shen Anyan, you're not stupid or stupid. Think about it yourself. Why should I help you so much? I also sent two people to protect you, help you find the killer and send you clothes..."

"OK," Shen Anyan's mood stabilized a little. When she heard Yin Chenlang's words, she turned her head, "I forgive you. Go out quickly."

It doesn't matter if you don't forgive.

"I'm not joking with you. I'm very serious. I've been crowned king." Yin Chenlang said, and stopped. The meaning is self-evident. I can get married. "I am willing to walk side by side with you to solve the difficulties ahead. Are you willing to be a man in the same boat with me?"

Yin Chenlang hugged Shen Anyan again and sought inner peace.

Shen Anyan's breath made him feel warm like spring, and the sense of security eliminated his loneliness. Is this love? He wants to protect Shen Anyan, help her, laugh with her, and walk side by side in the long life ahead.

He still remembers the night of the Mid Autumn Festival. Yin Chenlang was on the verge of life threat, and danger shrouded the night sky and them. But when Yin Chenlang buried her head on Shen Anyan's neck, the temperature Shen Anyan brought to his body, Shen Anyan's heartbeat and his heartbeat can be connected with each other. Shen Anyan or he can feel vibration when he speaks.

Yin Chenlang is obviously in extreme danger. As long as the prince or other ill intentioned people come, Shen Anyan has no power to parry, Yin Chenlang and Shen Anyan will be over. But that night, Yin Chenlang was inexplicably relieved, warmed and helped each other and shared weal and woe. This is dependent love.

Shen Anyan listened to Yin Chenlang's words and was stunned. Her heart beat rapidly and her face flushed.

Yin Chenlang and Qiao Jianyu are different, aren't they?

"What's the matter? Is the wound terrible? Then don't look, lest you have psychological shadow."

"Only by flying in adversity can we cultivate talents. No matter what the situation is, everyone is not easy."

Yin Chenlang is indeed a charming person, but Shen Anyan doesn't force marriage feelings in her life. She just wants to save enough dowry and marry a worthy man. She would rather be a poor wife than a high concubine. Shen Anyan understands that, but she can't live a life again.

Therefore, Shen Anyan's husband's family, who has always wanted to fight, only needs a little request. She doesn't ask for true feelings. As long as she is not a violent and frivolous person, has a slightly better character and can treat each other politely.

Shen Anyan looks at Yin Chenlang. A goose yellow robe inlaid with Phnom Penh is like a jade man made of flawless jade. The pure pupil and seductive eye shape are strangely integrated into a very beautiful style. The thin lips are as light as water. Even if you stand there quietly, it is also beautiful and unique, giving people a sense of nobility.

Yin Chenlang is not only romantic, but also decisive and talented. Shen Anyan witnessed it in her last life and this life. Yin Chenlang can definitely be called a legend in history.

What's more, Shen Anyan has feelings with Yin Chenlang for so many days.

But in fact, after Qiao Jianyu's shadow, Shen Anyan hopes that it's best to be a person who is not at the center of political power disputes. Qiao Jianyu is the prince's doorman.

Yin Chenlang is the center of the center.