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He Lan Xue's long and narrow eyes lightly narrowed. Like an epiphyllum blooming in the middle of the night, her mysterious and proud eyes were filled with light. His hands then went to her waist. However, his demeanor and actions were much calmer than before.

It was just like how he used to be nervous and lose his composure because he cared so much about something. Now, he suddenly didn't care anymore.

Calm, often because you don't care enough.

The young girl had the scent of powdered milk, or, at least, of her body.

Although he didn't have much interest in her, but eating her would put him out of his mind. He was constantly getting out of control due to her actions.

His slender fingers slowly moved downwards, pulling open the ribbon at his waist. Then, following the lines of his clothes, he began exploring the inside.

He didn't even bother to carry on with the foreplay.

However …

Halfway through his actions, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. His wife wasn't like the other women who were groaning and gasping for breath at this very moment. She appeared to be extremely seductive. In fact, she was too quiet.

It was so quiet, so quiet that it made Houlan feel weird.

Although his hands were wrapped around his waist, they were still like octopuses, tightly hugging him.

He Lan Xue's finger had already touched the delicate green skin on her lover's chest. However — She was still quiet. She didn't even have the slightest reaction.

At least it was a yes.

He Lan Xue's originally low spirits quickly turned into ice like cold water being poured over her in winter.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Suddenly, there was a sound in her ears. That familiar sound made She Lan Xue feel like she was going crazy again.

It was a light, light, snoring sound!

He stopped all his movements and 'gently' pulled the woman's face to one side. Then he gently 'brushed away' the hair that had spread out on her face.

The first thing that entered his eyes was a slight pout, which was emitting a rhythmic "pu pu pu" sound. Then, it was followed by a flick of his nose, followed by a slight tremble of his eyelashes.

A deep sense of defeat assaulted She Lan Xue. The feeling of happiness and disappointment from before disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Her lover was indeed her lover!

He Lan Xue's first reaction was to kick her out of the bed. The desire triggered by the young girl's body fragrance had also completely dissipated.

He put his hands on her sides and struggled to get up and away from her. Unexpectedly, his body went up and she followed him.

Those two hands that seemed weak and fragile wrapped around him like vines, greedily absorbing the heat emitted from He Lan Xue's chest. She hugged him so tightly that even when she was asleep, she didn't show any signs of relaxing.

She hung on him, half in bed with him.

He Lan Xue lowered her head and looked at her still sleeping soundly. She hated her to the point that her teeth itched. She didn't want to have any tender feelings for the fairer sex.

He had a lot of strength, so he managed to pry her apart after she let out a few unhappy "hums".

She still hadn't woken up.

After days of lack of sleep, the temperature was finally suitable. Waking her up was one of the impossible missions. It was only one of the reasons because there were other tasks left for Cruise. Cough, cough, he had gone too far.

All in all, just as Helan Xue was getting rid of the man and was about to run away, he took one leg off and shifted the other — gave a little tug, but did not move.

Turning his head in extreme depression, he saw that someone had spontaneously slipped and hugged his thigh again.

The little rosy face was pressed tightly against his leg, and the leg was wrapped around it. If the officials have not yet formed an intuitive sensation, then think of the bear tree.

The Elf was a tree bear, while Hera's legs were a tree trunk.

Yes, that's it, you're right.

He Lan Xue could only turn around and return to the bed. She then patted her lover's face and said in a deep voice, "I don't care if you're really sleeping or just pretending. Release this king immediately, or else …"

The only response he got was someone wiping the saliva from the corner of his lips on his white pants legs.

He Lan Xue looked coldly at that extremely indecent sleeping posture. She wanted to kick him away again, but her legs rose up and she gently put it down again. Not long after, her lover spontaneously climbed back up and rubbed against his chest little by little, looking for a comfortable position to continue his sweet dreams.

It was the sweetest sleep she had had since winter.

She had slept for a very, very long time.

What she did not know was that this was the most peaceful sleep she had recently.

The dreams, inexplicable, violent, or melancholy, did not bother him.

When they woke up, it was already the afternoon of the second day. He Lan Xue had just woken up, but before she could escape from the scene, she woke up.

She lifted her hand to wipe her eyes. She still hadn't realized who was lying beside her. He Lan Xue's slightly unnatural voice came in a low voice. "I'll bring you into the palace today. Get up and clean up."

After she finished speaking, She Lan Xue stood up as though nothing had happened and tried to divert her lover's attention.

As expected, her lover did not continue asking about what happened last night. Instead, he unwillingly propped himself up from the ground and stared at He Lan Xue with an incredibly drowsy look. After that, she once again laid down.

Well, go back to sleep.

He Lan Xue looked at her, perspiring. He had a feeling that when her lover had looked at him just now, she hadn't recognized him. She was just reminiscing about the dream.

"Get up." He tidied up his clothes, then held onto his wife's shoulder and said with a sunken face, "Today, you will enter the palace with this king and choose a proper set of clothes."

His wife was unable to do so and he shook her to open her eyes once more. Only then did she completely recover from her sleep, as if she had just seen He Lan Xue. She looked at him in a daze. "Your highness, why are you here?"

A black line appeared on Hera's forehead.

As expected, her silence just now was not due to her being well-behaved, but due to her not waking up from her sleep at all!

"Eleven! "Come in and clean up the wangfei!" He Lan Xue abruptly released her hand, turned her head and shouted towards the door.

Houlan suddenly let go of Yi. She slammed back into the bed, causing her forehead to hurt. She then raised her hand to touch her forehead and innocently looked at Houlan.

However, He Lan Xue turned her eyes away and didn't look at her.

He didn't want to go crazy.

Eleven, who had been waiting outside the room for a long time, opened the door and walked in as if he were listening to a imperial edict. He Lan Xue's face became solemn. She raised her hand and coolly stood beside the bed, waiting for Eleven to pull the dazed and rubbing her forehead from the bed.

After that, there was a flurry of work.

Although she had been in the ancient times for quite a while, she was still not proficient in complicated clothing and complicated hair knots. She could only be like an extremely compatible puppet, allowing herself to go through eleven cycles.

However, Eleven was only a fourteen-year-old little girl. He was watching on the side and suddenly forgave her for putting on an incongruous outfit every time she appeared on the field.

One master and one servant, both were of the highest quality.

"Enough." When Eleven put a rather tacky red blouse over her, she finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He moved his hands in front of his body and lifted up a quiet, lotus colored dress and mink hair vest on the top of the luggage case. "Wear this."

Then, he walked over and loosened his lover's messy hair. He then casually took off the hairpin from the eleven stupefied hands and put it away, "It'll be fine like this."

She blinked and looked at He Lan Xue, who was standing in front of her and tying her hair up.

The distance between them was so close that his long fingers ran through her cascading hair.

Somehow, her heart felt pinched and painful. Ants bite.

"Then that's it." At this moment, He Lan Xue lowered her hand, stepped back a step, and sized her up.

Afterwards, He Lan Xue found out that her lover wasn't really that ugly. Her round and pretty face had a kind of laziness similar to that of a spring day — just barely, she was still able to bring him out of the house.

Her lover entered the palace.

Before this, the scope of activity of her lover was very small. She had no more than moved from the Yi family's residence to Carefree Palace.

To her, the ancient era was like a garden after the blackout.

And now, at this moment, standing in front of the magnificent city gate tower, she suddenly felt that it was worth it for her to come out.

The palace was beautiful, really beautiful.

The weather was very good, the clouds were high, the clouds were surging, and the clouds were hanging over the green tiles on the red wall. It was a kind of solemn vastness, the palace doors that were several people tall were creaking as they were pushed open, He Lan Xue and the woman walked in side by side, in front of them stretched a marbled road, on both sides of the palace was towering, like heavenly soldiers standing on both sides of the street with guns.

The lover opened his mouth and let out a "wow".

He Lan Xue secretly scoffed. She was just thinking 'The Jade in the Little Family doesn't have much experience' when her lover's expression changed to a big yawn.

She just yawned. It wasn't the 'eye-opener' that He Lan Xue thought it was.

Admittedly, the Yi people liked this group of buildings. They were so ingenious and solemn.

However, that was just a construction. Basically, there were very few things in this world that could touch her.

He Lan Xue frowned and warned her from the corner of her eyes, "As Princess Xiao Yao, please pay attention to your appearance!"

His Majesty was waiting in the Great Hall of Light to see the prince and his concubines. At that moment, an old eunuch in a palace uniform came to He Lan Xue, respectfully bowed to her and said, "Your Highness, His Majesty is waiting to see you. Please come this way, Your Highness.

With that, he walked to the front to lead the way.

His wife was the first to not see the eunuch. She could not help but glance at him a few times. She only felt that his appearance was no different from an ordinary person, except that his skin was a little whiter and his voice a little sharper.

She felt dispirited and wanted to sleep even more.

The three of them walked along the smooth and clean path towards a hall on the right. When they reached the entrance of the hall, the old eunuch went in to report, and the old eunuch vaguely heard a deep and soft voice from inside, "Announce — —" The old eunuch then walked out, leading the young man and He Lan Xue over the high threshold and into the hall, which was as big as a basketball court.

The floor of the great hall was made of granite, polished to the point of shining. Watching her reflection in the floor, Yi Ren suddenly felt small.