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Chapter 106 Darkness of Night (New Week, Ask for Tickets)

As the night darkened, the lights of the Qin Palace slowly faded away, except for one place where the lights flickered stubbornly in the night. The red lotus whose identity had changed again was stirring the wick, and the round face was reflected under the light. The ivory-like whiteness, but the slightly frowned brows are telling others that she is not as relaxed as she appears at this moment.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of adjusting the lights, the preoccupied Honglian slowly observed the great hall she was in. In terms of luxury, it may not be comparable to the former Han Palace, but Honglian saw something else in it , that is power.

This is a place that can attract the attention of the world, not because of how grand and luxurious it is, but because of its owner.

The Han Palace used to be to show the status and power of the Han King, but here, it is the Qin King who endowed this not special hall with a special meaning.

This is what Honglian thought of at this time. When thinking of the owner here, Honglian couldn't help but look to the other side. In front of the huge book case, a boy who was not a few years older than her was flipping through the book case. Stacked together, the letters occupy almost one-third of the area, and write something on them from time to time.

What will my 16-year-old be like?Honglian looked at the young man in front of her, and couldn't help but think.

If nothing has changed, maybe I will still be as heartless and carefree four years later, right?

But that can only exist in a dream.

His father was defeated and lost everything, including his own daughter.

Honglian, who was thinking about her own thoughts, walked to the side of the desk and stood there quietly. These things were not taught to her, but she had seen from her father what she should do as a maid, but she Her father would definitely not be dealing with the bamboo slips that made her scalp tingle at this time, and Han Wangan would only be in one place at this time.

Thinking of this time, Honglian only felt hot all over, because she thought of herself, what should she do?
Hong Lian, who was reminded by Han Wangan of what she might face next, only felt dizzy. At this time, she didn't know what she was thinking. Looking at the fewer and fewer bamboo slips, the frequency of her heart beating It was getting faster and faster, just when Honglian was almost unable to hold on, I only heard Ying Zheng say:

"What are you thinking?"

It turned out that at some point, Ying Zheng had put down the bamboo slips in his hand, and he had already noticed the changes in Honglian.

"No, no." Hong Lian, who was interrupted by Ying Zheng's surprise attack, hurriedly replied.

Ying Zheng glanced at Honglian again, as if he wanted to see her heart from her face, but unfortunately, acting is a female talent, regardless of age, Honglian is still the same.

"Red lotus?" Ying Zheng looked at the girl in front of him, thinking of something, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he said nothing, thinking about the bed deep in the hall.

Behind her is Hong Lian, who is walking more and more heavily. Even though she has already made psychological preparations, she is still inevitably afraid after all.

What's next?The answer to this question is not complicated, and Honglian can naturally figure it out.

Although she knew that there would be such a day sooner or later, but when this day really came, Honglian found that she could not be as calm as she thought in her heart.

Thinking that the hall was big enough, Hong Lian finally came to the place that frightened her, but the small couch in the corner gave Hong Lian a glimmer of hope.

But is that really where her hopes lie?Obviously not.

Ying Zheng, who was already sitting on the bed, looked at Honglian who was almost moving step by step in front of him, as if he had discovered something, and kept silent, just looking at Honglian, obviously wondering what she would do next Very curious.

Even if the footsteps were set to the slowest, the distance was too short, and the time that could be left for Guren was impossible to be as long as Guren expected.

After crossing that distance, Honglian squatted at Yingzheng's feet. Although she was clumsy, she still took off her socks for Yingzheng in a decent way.

"What are you afraid of?" Ying Zheng, who had one foot in Hong Lian's arms, clearly felt the tremor in Hong Lian's body, and Ying Zheng, who understood the reason, pretended not to know.

"I'm not afraid." Honglian raised her head calmly and said.

"But from Gu's point of view, you seem to be very afraid of Gu." Ying Zheng said.

"Me?" Honglian hesitated for a moment, thinking of the protection of the king in front of her when she was in Zhiyang Palace, she felt a bit of warmth in her heart, and seemed to be less afraid of the next thing.

At this time, Yingzheng had already pulled his feet back from Honglian's arms and lay down flat, leaving only Honglian who had no reason to advance or retreat in place.

As time went by, Honglian knew that she had no other choice, she took off the few clothes she had, almost as if accepting her fate, when the last piece of clothes disappeared, the burden on her body and the burden on her heart were at the same time Disappeared.

When there is still a choice, you will hesitate to advance and retreat, and when you have no choice, all the hesitation will disappear without a trace.

Even in summer, Hong Lian, who still felt chills all over her body, slowly walked to the side of the couch, and then climbed up along Ying Zheng's feet until she got into the place that made her terrified.

"Ms. Mingzhu taught you these?" Ying Zheng asked while half asleep.

"Hmm." Honglian, who curled up into a ball, resisted the hot feeling and responded.

"What else did she teach you?"

When Hong Lian heard this question, her body visibly stiffened, then she raised her head, leaned forward, and gently moved Ying Zheng's jaw, like a kitten stealing fish.

"Go sleep on that side." Ying Zheng, who had let go of Hong Lian, turned over and said sideways.

At this time, Honglian, who had completely changed her color, looked at the back in front of her with blank eyes, with mixed feelings for a while, but she still moved to the end of the bed according to Ying Zheng's order.

The hall then fell into complete silence until the sound of faint and rhythmic breathing came.

Only Honglian was still staring, staring blankly at the darkness where she couldn't see anything, but Honglian, who didn't like to use her brain, thought of a lot at this time.

She thought of the joy of childhood, the three years of struggle in the Zhangtai Palace, the father she met earlier, and that hateful person, Mrs. Mingzhu, until now Yingzheng who could hear his breathing... ·
It wasn't until the uncontrollable drowsiness hit that Honglian slowly fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how much time has passed, and Honglian, who was sleeping soundly, only felt that her breathing was getting heavier and heavier, as if being pressed by something heavy in front of her, so she opened her eyes.

At this time, Honglian realized why she was like that. It turned out that her feet were tightly hugged by her, but those feet exuded a faint coolness in this hot summer. It would make Guren in her sleep do such a thing.

Honglian, who realized what she was holding, didn't let go immediately, but hesitated for a moment and fell asleep again, leaving only a soft snoring sound, one after another, leaving another sound in the silent hall. A piece of music.

(End of this chapter)