The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 8
He Lanxue stopped talking, endured it for a while, and finally didn't say anything harsh, just let go, and lay down on the side with the half of the quilt.

He suddenly realized that his behavior was very boring. He originally planned to come and have a look before leaving. Why did he stay?
Or begging for nothing, begging for nothing.

He Lanxue felt very angry.

Just as he was about to start a war, Yi Ren on the other side stopped pulling at some point, but lay on the other side with his back tightly against him, and wrapped the quilt again.

The body temperature of the quilt blended the two of them at that moment of silence.

Yi Ren's breath also rose shallowly.

He Lanxue had a particularly soft illusion, and gently put down the raised hand.

Forget it, she gave her a big blow as soon as she entered the door. This night, you should take pity on her.

Thinking of this, He Lanxue closed his eyes obediently, and under the effect of the slight smell of alcohol and the thick night, he also quickly fell asleep.

The cold air brought the two closer together.

He Lanxue had no dreams all night, when she woke up, the sky was already bright, the sunlight permeated through the window lattice, and spread on the floor, bit by bit, bright as pearls.

He was in a trance for a moment, wanting to reach out his hand to catch the sunlight pouring in.

But the morning light is like water.Fingers slipped.

He Lanxue felt a little sentimental, her hand stopped in mid-air and forgot to take it back.

Suddenly, something moved beside him.He was startled in horror, his black eyes narrowed, and his hands in the air immediately turned into slashing, and quickly galloped to his side.

Yi Ren lifted the quilt covering his head, rubbed his eyes with both hands, and before rubbing a few times, he heard the whistling wind.

In the blink of an eye, He Lanxue suddenly remembered what happened last night, her hands stopped abruptly, and her palms almost touched the tip of Yi Ren's nose.

Yi Ren looked at the hand close at hand inexplicably, his eyes almost seemed to be cross-eyed.

Excuse me, which one is this?
Morning exercise?

"I said..." After the initial surprise, she murmured.

He Lanxue crawled up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, without bothering to put on a piece of clothing, and without looking at Yiren, she just walked out without looking back.

The maid who had been waiting outside knelt down on the ground again, and the voices of "Prince" and "Prince" were endless.

The opened door swayed swayingly, and Yi Ren had already walked a long way before he realized it.

Yi Ren blinked, and watched the maid who was also confused come in with toilet water.

"What happened to him?" Yi Ren asked without thinking.

The maid shook her head fearfully and said: "I don't know." After a pause, the maid said again: "Probably the prince doesn't like to stay in other rooms—"

"En?" Yi Ren didn't quite understand, and wanted to ask more questions, but when she looked up and saw the maid was hesitant to talk, wanting to gossip but had no guts, she decided to let this matter go.

That's right, it's an idle matter, Yiren didn't regard He Lanxue as one of her own.

Even though he is her husband.

For her, they are just people who support her.

"You don't need to wash your face." Seeing that the maid rolled up her sleeves and was about to wring out the towel, Yi Ren waved her hand kindly and said, "I'm still sleeping in the cage."

Then, ignoring the surprised gaze of the maid, she continued to fall asleep.

In other words, I didn't sleep well yesterday.

I didn't expect that such a big man as He Lanxue would have the habit of kicking the quilt, making her so cold...

I just hope that I will never sleep with him again!

Yi Ren instinctively felt that he should be able to bear the hardships.

(End of this chapter)