The Harem's Favorite Maid Raiders

Chapter 116 Tempest
"Your majesty, you are here." Han Yumin watched Jiang Meng approaching step by step, raised the corners of her mouth, smiled, bowed down Yingying, and said softly, "Yu'er thought that the emperor would not come."

Jiang Meng stroked Han Yumin's face that had been blown cold, feeling moved and guilty at the same time, he gently hugged Han Yumin's small body, letting her head rest on his warm chest.

She must have been waiting a long time.

Jiang Meng blamed himself quietly in his heart.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help hugging Han Yumin a little tighter.

Han Yumin leaned her head gently against Jiang Meng's chest, and heard Jiang Meng's heartbeat. At this moment, she actually forgave everything that happened last night.

She tightly wrapped her hands around Jiang Meng's solid waist, buried her head deeply in Jiang Meng's arms, and said: "Yu'er is waiting for the emperor, if the emperor doesn't come, Yu'er will wait until tomorrow morning."

Jiang Meng gently pressed his chin against Han Yumin's forehead, and said, "I won't."

He felt that his heart had been completely filled by Han Yumin.

"Happy birthday, Your Majesty." Han Yumin raised her head and stared at Jiang Meng's charming eyes, "The concubines are naturally not as good as other sisters in the palace. They can make good food and clothes for the emperor. Yu The only thing I can give to the emperor is this sincerity."

She reached out and touched Jiang Meng's cheek: "Yu'er wants to leave the emperor's heart with Yu'er."

Jiang Meng smiled lightly, then lowered his head and kissed Han Yumin's forehead.

He once told her that even if the weak water is three thousand, he will only take Yu'er's scoop to drink.

The first time he came to the Xinxin Pavilion, it was Rudong who brought him here.

Now, he and the girl he really loves are hugging tightly here.

Jiang Meng sighed lightly—how many accidents should there be in life, and how many inevitability should there be?The fate between him and Han Yumin, after all, is such a steady flow. He loves this woman so madly that he has no intention of caring about her at all.

He lowered his head to her ear, and said with a smirk, "I want to have another child with you."

"The emperor hates it!" Han Yumin pouted and blushed, "The concubine just gave birth to Princess Siyu, does the emperor want to exhaust the concubine to death?"

"What nonsense!" Jiang Meng frowned, and cursed with a low laugh, "I hope that all the children in this palace are born to you...they follow us all day long, shouting Father and mother, I will find a teacher to teach the boys martial arts, as well as poetry and poetry, and Yuer, you will teach the girls to sing and dance, and female celebrities..."

Jiang Meng's smile was overflowing on his face, and suddenly he said "Ouch": "I forgot, Yu'er, you don't know how to be a girl."

After all, there was a smirk of "hehehe", Han Yumin rolled his eyes in anger.

"The concubine then taught me to make the ugly clothes made by the princesses for their fathers to wear." Han Yumin did not show any weakness, raised her small powder fist, and smashed Jiang Meng's chest, coquettishly road.

Jiang Meng slowly raised his arm, stretched out his fingers, and gently pinched Han Yumin's small chin.

He lowered his head and slowly kissed Han Yumin's cherry-like mouth.

Don't be sad and hate life, silence is better than sound at this time.

Han Yumin turned her head, enjoying the silence of this moment.

Opening his eyes cautiously, Han Yumin saw Jiang Meng's slightly closed eyes and slightly trembling eyelashes.

"Oh!" Han Yumin exclaimed in surprise, only to see a long bright light piercing the sky, illuminating the entire sky.

Jiang Meng frowned and opened his eyes.

Looking up, Jiang Meng saw the dark clouds above his head, which seemed to be pressing down straight down.

The sky is so close, the sky is also terribly dark.

Immediately after hearing a thunderous "boom", Han Yumin felt that the whole world seemed to start to shake.

Han Yumin was so frightened by this sound that she didn't dare to move, and then there was another "rumbling" thunder. She looked up and saw the dark clouds in the sky, which seemed to be rolling down on them like a tumbling heat wave.

"Your Majesty, Yu'er is afraid!" Han Yumin finally came to her senses this time. With a cry of alarm, she threw herself into Jiang Meng's arms, and buried her head deeply in Jiang Meng's chest.

"Not afraid." Jiang Meng stroked Han Yumin's head and said lightly.

Just these two simple words made her feel a lot more at ease.

Immediately afterwards, Han Yumin heard a sound of "cracking!" She poked her head out and saw many dense ripples on the surrounding lake surface, which were smashed by bean-sized raindrops.

This is the first rain this summer.

Moreover, it was a heavy rainstorm.

Han Yumin and Jiang Meng stood in the pavilion, not daring to go out. The wind was so strong that it seemed to blow Han Yumin's petite body away.

The strong wind was accompanied by raindrops, hitting Han Yumin's body and face one after another... Although they were standing in the pavilion to hide from the rain, within a while, Han Yumin and Jiang Meng's whole bodies were still drenched.

"Are you cold?" Jiang Meng gently hugged Han Yumin's small body, but felt her trembling constantly.

"No...not cold." Han Yumin said in a trembling voice—her upper and lower teeth were already chattering!It would be a lie to say that it is not cold.

Jiang Meng frowned, didn't say anything, just took off his brocade robe silently.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?" Han Yumin stared blankly at Jiang Meng who took off his brocade robe, "Your Majesty, the wind is strong and it will be cold."

Jiang Meng still didn't speak, he still frowned, but reached out and wrapped the slightly wet brocade robe tightly around Han Yumin's body.

Han Yumin was a full head shorter than Jiang Meng. When she put on Jiang Meng's brocade robe, she felt smaller. Although Jiang Meng's brocade robe was a bit damp, it was very big and warm. The lingering, faint dragon birthday fragrance.

She raised her head and looked at Jiang Meng standing in the wind. His clothes were shaking by the wind, and the scattered raindrops fell straight on Jiang Meng's body. He turned his head and glanced at Han Yumin, grinning. , smiled and said: "Is it still cold?"

Han Yumin only felt that her throat seemed to be blocked by something. She pursed her lips, nodded, and then shook her head: "Your Majesty, don't freeze."

After finishing speaking, he hastily took off the brocade robe again.

"Are you resisting the decree?" Jiang Meng asked softly, the light in his eyes was warm, "I don't have such a weak body!"

He wrapped Han Yumin's half-off brocade robe around her body again, hugged her, and said, "You are a woman, and your body is weak. A few days ago, the queen mother punished you to kneel on the iron chain. The injury is still not healed. How dare you show off?" What can!"

"But..." Han Yumin said weakly.

"It's nothing!" Jiang Meng interrupted her sharply, "I'm not just a man, I'm still your man." Jiang Meng said softly, "If I can't even protect my own woman, I don't deserve to be with you together."

Han Yumin raised the corners of his mouth, smiled lightly, and then, slowly, leaned his head on Jiang Meng's shoulder.

This man is her god.

Jiang Meng put his arms around her waist, and then his face changed.

(End of this chapter)