: Extra six

Leng Ye went out after packing, and just after leaving Weiyang Palace, he saw Yunshan, who was not very good-looking. Yunshan saw that she was going to salute immediately.
Yunshan glanced at him coldly and bowed his body: "Excuse the emperor, please forgive the emperor!"
Leng Yan chuckled: "You are a person around him, it is right to come to the Lord, there is no forgiveness!"
A little distance from the carriage, Leng Yan walked in front, Yun Shan followed her, Leng Yan looked at the front and asked lightly, "Your son is in a bad mood these days?"
Yun Shan paused, hesitating to speak.
Leng Ye knew his concerns, and then said: "Say! He is the Emperor's husband, and there is nothing he can't say. These days, the Lord did not notice him. I saw him last night and seemed to have a mind. Later, he left alone. And do n’t know what to think about!

Yunshan heard Yan Leng's unexpected glance. This is the most beautiful woman in the world. Listening to her is not perfunctory. Yunshan is fortunate for Xiao Yan, but she doesn't say it immediately, but asks: "Shu The little disrespect, the little dare to ask you a question, what is the son in your heart? Only because he gave up his life to save Long Huangfu, or give it to him? Or really like him? "
Leng Yi paused for a moment: "He ... thinks of me like that?"
Yunshan bowed his head and sighed, "Although the son didn't say it clearly, but the younger has been with him since he was a kid, his mind is still small enough to guess!"
Leng Yan looked down, gently stirred the handkerchief in his hand, and digging his finger on the peony embroidered on it, his expression was inexplicable; but after a moment of coldness, he returned to his mind and walked away without saying a word.
Yunshan couldn't see the cold emotions, and she didn't know if she was angry. She just hoped that the son had more weight in her heart, and stop being so painful!
The carriage slowly drove out of the palace and headed all the way to the north of the city. It didn't take long for me to stop in a quiet but quiet courtyard. This is the place where Xiao Yan settled down before, and Leng Yan's assassination also broke into here. After going to Xiao Yan, this time Xiao Yan came to Beijing but did not go elsewhere, and still lives in this yard.
Leng Ye took Du Heng's hand to get out of the carriage and looked at the yard. Although she had only been here once, and it was still at night, she still remembered clearly that the furnishings here had not changed!
"You please!" Yunshan opened the door to welcome Leng Yan, and took her all the way to the door of Xiao Yan's house. He pushed the door open and stopped: "Small, don't go in!"
"Yeah!" Leng Ye nodded his head slightly and walked in. The decoration was still the original decoration. The pear blossom was mixed with the fragrance of tea, just like the smell on him.
The door behind was closed and I didn't mind the cold weather. A man walked inward; bypassing a palace door and a screen to see the bed, Xiao Yan was lying on it quietly now, her eyes were closed, her cheeks were red. I drank too much wine; Leng Yan walked over to sit beside the bed, his eyes fell on Xiao Yan's face, he seemed to sleep peacefully, but if he looked closely, he would find that his brows were slightly wrinkled, and there seemed to be a lot of thoughts.
Leng Yan raised his hand and gently rubbed his eyebrows, sighed lightly: "Hold everything in my heart, how can I know your mood? Torture myself into this, what makes me uncomfortable, right?"
Seeing that Xiao Yan didn't react at all, he smiled coldly, and it was strange that he could hear it like this; he got up except for his outer shirt and shoes, opened the quilt and lay on it, the tip of his nose was his unique tea fragrance, mixed with a touch The wine smells good.
Xiao Yan had no consciousness at the moment, but the body instinctively felt that something was close, and he liked it very much, so he hugged Leng Yan directly, and surrounded her with both hands and feet. He did not let her run away, and opened his brows. There was a smile on her slightly flushed face, her head pinching her neck and then she calmed down.
Leng Yan looked at Xiao Yan who was chopping on himself like an octopus. He was speechless. The scene was so familiar that she didn't want to get up. She sighed slightly and let him hold it.
Leng Yan slept very well last night. At this moment, there was no drowsiness, so he turned his head to Xiao Yan and looked at his sleeping face; her eight imperial husbands were all handsome and uncast, but they were not the same, they all had their own Each taste and style is so special.
Xiao Yan's face belongs to the standard. His facial features are exquisite, and there is nothing too prominent, but he has a natural elegance and grace, not only in action, but in his bones, no matter what he does. Show it, let you remember it at a glance, and can't bear the unhappy heart.
At this moment, Xiao Yan's face was reddish, her fair skin was translucent, her feathery eyelashes were hanging quietly, she was like a child, but she didn't have a taste, she couldn't help but smile lightly.
Leng Yan didn't want to sleep, but after lying for a long time, he fell asleep without knowing it.
Time passed quickly, and at noon it was noon again, Leng Yan was still asleep, while Xiao Yan beside him slowly opened his eyes, and a faint light flashed in his eyes, and soon he was clear, but that When Qingming's eyes saw the person next to him being held tightly by him, he suddenly became confused and unbelievable.
The woman next to her fell asleep lightly, her eyes dropped, her face calm, that was the face he wanted to touch in dreams, the source of his heart beating and stinging. He didn't think of such a scene, but he always felt uneasy. True; he remembered that he drank a lot of wine last night. Could he be dreaming now?
The sun came in from the outside, and he could clearly see the appearance on her cheeks, like a layer of halo across her face, sacred and dreamy. He wanted to raise his hand to touch it, but it was fierce when it was about to fall. When he collected it, he was afraid of breaking the dream.
Leng Yan slept very lightly, Xiao Yan woke up and she woke up. She clearly felt his movements and emotions, excited, suffocated, nervous, and helpless. His breathing became messy, and he felt his infatuated eyes. There is also an action that you want to touch but you are afraid of, and Leng Yan slowly opened her eyes with a long sigh in her heart.
Opening my eyes, facing each other, one calmly with a touch of helplessness, one nervous and panicked!
Leng Yan raised his hand and held Xiao Yan's hand. He refused to pull it over and covered his face, staring straight at him: "It's me!"
Xiao Yan moved her lips a few times, but no sound came out.
Leng Yan grabbed his neck suddenly, let him press over to kiss her lips, opened his mouth and gently covered his lips, and searched very gently.
Xiao Yan finally returned to the kiss in that kiss, and when Leng Ye released him, he gently called her name: "Leng Ye!"
"Yeah!" Leng Ying answered him gently, his long fingers touching his cheeks, and said, "You don't look like a stupid person, how can you learn to do stupid things? You know you can't drink and drink, If you are in good health, you ca n’t be so bad!

Xiao Yan scratched something in her eyes, and finally lowered her eyes and said nothing.
Leng Yan sighed lightly: "I know that you have been left cold this time, leaving you to think alone, I apologize to you, but I did not deliberately leave you alone, do you know?"
Xiao Yan's eyes were raised and she looked straight into her eyes. She looked cold and serious, solemnly: "You are my husband. Although I have the shortest relationship with you, to me, you are the same as them. If I admit a person, I will definitely not talk about it, but I will truly admit you and treat you as my husband. Similarly, you are my husband, not my male pet in the harem. You do n’t need to wait for me. That day, I suddenly remembered to call Lin Xing. As long as you missed me, you can go to the harem to meet me at any time. We are husbands and wives, not masters and servants. We don't need that red tape, and no one can stipulate us!
Xiao Yan's eyes flickered, and he suddenly leaned down and hugged Leng Huo and held him tightly. He finally heard what he wanted to hear. There was no word in the world that moved him more than he said. Happy.
"Cold! Thank you!" Thank you for not pitying me! Thank you for accepting me not for being grateful! Thank you for your calmness! Thank you for your understanding and ... love!
When Leng Yan and Xiao Yan came out hand in hand, Yunshan seemed to see the dark clouds covering his head instantly turned into a clear sky, and his eyes fell on Xiao Yan's spirit had recovered and seemed to have some more happy faces. In the end, all his dissatisfaction with Leng Yan disappeared, and he vowed to treat her like a son in the future. No, he respected him more.
"Emperor! Son! The lunch is ready. Is it for indoor use or outside?"
Xiao Yan glanced at Yunshan, holding Leng's hand to release his consciousness, but he couldn't move without holding it, his face was hot and somewhat helpless, but his heart was as sweet as honey. Be outside! "
"Yes! Get ready for the little ones!" Yunshan quickly jumped without a shadow.
Seeing Xiao Yan's unnaturalness, Leng Yan smiled and joked, "What are you afraid of? Are you still shy?"
Xiao Yan glanced at her, wondering what to say!
Leng Yan raised an eyebrow and smiled, and took Xiao Yan's hand to the long stone table and sat down; soon Yunshan brought the food, five dishes and one soup, not the dishes in the palace, but it smelled very fragrant.
Xiao Yan took chopsticks to serve the cold ravioli, and then served the soup himself; cold ravioli sandwiched a piece of meat and put it in his bowl: "You eat too fast, you didn't eat much last night, and you will feel hungry when you get hungry ! "
Xiao Yan was touched by the news. It turned out that she had noticed him last night, took the bowl to eat, and found that the rice was also sweet.
Xiao Yan suddenly remembered something while eating rice, and suddenly put down the chopsticks, raised her hand carefully to cover her belly, and asked softly, "Is he good? Didn't he toss you?"
"No!" Leng Yan left him there and smiled. "It's only a month, and it's too early to toss!"
Xiao Yan's hand slid gently on her stomach, happy in his heart. He could finally ask such words, like everyone else, caring about her upright.