My past life exposure shocked the entire internet.

There was still no feeling, but he was able to fill in the gap with his imagination.

I think it should be like cold snowflakes falling on the lips and turning into water droplets in an instant.

Perhaps it is like a feather brushing across the skin, leaving a tingling sensation, which then spreads through the limbs and bones, making people intoxicated and sinking into it.

Her fingertips moved from his cheek to his ear, and he closed his eyes as her palm fell, holding her waist with one hand and

My breathing also became messy raindrops, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, and my heartbeat followed.

Time was silent and long. At this moment, there were only the two of them in the world.

For the first time, I was away from the hustle and bustle of the world and away from the blood feud.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Yan Tingfeng opened his eyes, his forehead still against hers, the distance between them was less than an inch, their breaths intertwined, indistinguishable from each other.

Ye Wanlan could see hints of tears in his eyes, as well as overwhelming emotions that had been suppressed for three hundred years.

She heard him ask her, "Do you like it?"

Ye Wanlan nodded, and he kissed her again. His voice was drowned out between his lips and teeth, and became fragmented along with his breathing.

But with her hearing ability, of course she could hear it clearly.

He said, “I like it too.”

This gentle kiss seems to be able to heal old illnesses and bring fresh vitality.

I don't know how much time passed before their lips finally parted.

But his hand did not leave. He raised his head again and kissed her face very gently, smiling: "I'm glad that the princess likes my face."

Three hundred years ago, he never showed his true face to anyone, and it was indeed because his face was too eye-catching and always attracted unnecessary trouble.

Su Hongxiu is a rare beauty in the world, and Yan Wuhen is also extremely handsome.

As their son, he perfectly inherited the advantages of both of them, and even surpassed them.

Yan Tingfeng never cared about his appearance, because his strength did not allow anyone to say no to him.

It was not until now that he suddenly realized that his handsome face was not completely useless.

She said he looked good with white hair, so after waking up this time, he turned his hair white again.

With his current strength, it is naturally very easy for him to change his appearance.

Ye Wanlan was still hugging him, with his chin resting on his shoulder.

"I saw it all." After a very long silence, she spoke, "I saw you and your two guardians discussing what gift to bring me."

Yan Tingfeng was slightly startled, and he suddenly remembered this incident.

At that time, he was indeed preparing gifts for Princess Yongning with anticipation and joy.

They are chess opponents and they respect each other.

But on his way to Fengyuan, the first thing he saw was her coffin.

Ye Wanlan raised his head: "Where is the gift you promised to give me?"

Hearing this, Yan Tingfeng came back to his senses. He paused for a moment before speaking: "In Yongning Palace."

He escorted Princess Yongning's coffin to Yancheng along with the King of Yan, and then he returned to Fengyuan and buried all the gifts he had given to Princess Yongning in Yongning Palace.

Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows: "I like all the gifts you gave me, so I won't be angry with you anymore."

She likes beautiful dresses and sharp blades. Beauty and blood are not contradictory.

"At that time, I only heard rumors about you and didn't know what you really liked." Yan Tingfeng whispered, "But I'm happy that you like it."

“Does it hurt?” Ye Wanlan stretched out his hand and interlocked his fingers with his. “The power of heaven and earth, yin and yang, and the five elements penetrates your body. With the Life Devouring Gu here, your flesh and blood will be torn and reassembled continuously.”

"It hurts." Yan Tingfeng shook his head slightly, "But I can bear it."

Ye Wanlan was silent for a moment and said, "I got your mother's ashes from the Si family. It was also that silver box that allowed me to see your past."

Yan Tingfeng's hand trembled, and he suddenly looked up: "Xiao Wan...did you see everything?"

He really didn't have a good past.

For the first sixteen years of his life, all he remembered were blood and killing.

He traveled around China, killing people all the time, never stopping.

To be fair, Yan Tingfeng didn't want Ye Wanlan to know his past.

It was destined to be a dark and gloomy period.

Ye Wanlan did not answer, but said: "Since I can remember, I have been wandering with my brother. During the most difficult times, I have eaten everything. My brother said that he is older than me, so he gave me all the good things first."

Yan Tingfeng listened quietly.

King Hejia of Yan is a qualified brother and a qualified king.

"Later, the palace turmoil subsided, and we finally returned to the palace." Ye Wanlan raised his head, "My brother went to the northwest to guard Yanshan, and I entered the East Palace and studied day and night."

At this point, she looked at him again and smiled: "Listen, the past is a part of our lives. Without the past, we wouldn't be who we are today. We don't have to hate it or avoid it, but we can't be trapped by it. We always have to move forward."

"I will keep in mind what the princess said." Yan Tingfeng chuckled, "No, now you shouldn't be called princess, but Your Majesty."

Ye Wanlan was slightly startled: "You are now..."

"My current identity is the eldest son of Chongming Kingdom." Yan Tingfeng smiled slowly, "Xiao Wan ascended the throne and Chongming Kingdom was in chaos."

Although he was in seclusion, his spiritual consciousness was always paying attention to Tokyo outside.

"The eldest son of the Crown Prince of Chongming?" Even Ye Wanlan was slightly surprised. "You mean, after you woke up, you felt that the body was yours?"

"That's right." Yan Tingfeng frowned, "But why I have a second body is still unknown."

"Listen, pay attention to everything." Ye Wanlan's expression gradually became serious. "Now Chongming Country is closed, and I can't enter. If there is anything important, you can come to my dream at any time."

Yan Tingfeng raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Is this the privilege granted to me by His Majesty?"

"Yes." Ye Wanlan said slowly, "I only allow you."

Yan Tingfeng's smile deepened: "In this case, I am also satisfied."

……

When the dreaming technique ended, it was already dawn.

Ye Wanlan opened her eyes and gently stroked her chest. After a few seconds, she washed and changed her clothes.

The palace ministers had already arrived, and Lancelot entered the inner hall.

"You...did you have an erotic dream?" Lanslo was horrified when he saw Ye Wanlan coming out. "No...no, how could you have such a dream? You are a heartless machine!"

Just the day before yesterday, Oleg suddenly joined forces with other ministers to write a letter, hoping that Ye Wanlan would expand his harem and pass on his excellent and noble bloodline, but they were rejected.

This made Oleg very sad. He brought all the outstanding men in Cangyuan this morning to choose a husband for Ye Wanlan. (End of this chapter)