When Yange came out of Jingfang, she saw that Emperor Yuan Jing was still waiting outside, and she looked up and looked down immediately, her face turned redder than just now.

Yuan Jingdi asked her, "Are you ready?"

Yan Ge was afraid he would come to help again, and said quickly, "Okay, okay."

She bit her lip and probably wanted to talk, but in the end she said nothing.

Emperor Yuan Jing helped her and the two walked towards the room.

When she went up the stairs, Yan Ge's feet were stunned, and the sound of exclaiming was half stuck, and he held back, because Yuan Jingdi not only held her for the first time, but also directly held her in her arms.

Yange laid his head on his chest and exposed him only with his back.

In the moonlight, Emperor Yuan Jing looked at her little red **** ears, her lips slightly raised, and her expression was pleasant.

Until they hugged her to bed, both were silent and didn't speak again.

Yange narrowed herself to the bottom of the bed this time.

But the quilt has only one bed.

Two people covered a quilt, even if they were far away, they could catch each other by reaching out.

Yuan Jingdi did not speak, but he wanted to see when she planned to "confess".

Early the next morning, Emperor Yuan Jing left in armor.

It wasn't until midnight three days later that he was covered in blood and dust.

Yange was already asleep, and he didn't startle her when he returned. He held the sword in his waist and stood beside the bed, slightly bowing his head, looking at her sleeping face.

He helped her revenge, and the enemy's line of defense had been defeated.

I want to tell her the news right away and see how she reacts when she hears it.

But seeing her delicate face belonging to a woman, he put up with his thoughts and stared at her for a while before turning to the bath room.

After washing clean, Yuan Jingdi put on a lining and lay beside her.

Thinking he couldn't sleep, but smelling the scent of medicine floating on her body, he soon fell into a lethargy.

When Yuan Jingdi woke up again, he subconsciously reached out and touched the bed beside him.

For the first time, the empty side gave him a spirit, and immediately he sat up and looked in the room.

There is a dressing table in the room, and Yange is sitting in front of the dressing table, combing her hair in front of the mirror.

The ink fell, and the beauty sat on the chair with a thin waist, holding it, although it was only a back view, but she was wearing a single coat, and the exquisite curves of her back were exposed. He stared, and suddenly a place became hot.

He stood up, walked in front of the mirror in a few steps, took the comb in her hand, and helped her comb her hair.

The woman in the mirror had exquisite facial features. He thought that this was probably the most beautiful woman he had ever met. He was so beautiful that he could only look away from her face at a glance.

The beauty frowned slightly, as if there was something on her mind. He faced the beauty in the mirror and asked softly, "What are you thinking?"

Yange: "Your Majesty, my wound is almost healed, and I want to go out and lead a war."

He wouldn't be surprised if she said such a thing with a serious face when the man was dressed up.

But now she is a bright-eyed woman with bright red lips and beautiful eyes. Such a beautiful woman said such words in a serious voice, and he laughed when she heard it, and laughed without thinking.

Yan Ge stared at the laughing emperor in the mirror. The serious expression on her face gradually became lost. She slowly raised her eyebrows, concealing the emotions in her eyes.