Nalan Yuning tried hard to withdraw his hand, but Dulun Qizhen grabbed it so tightly that he couldn't pull it out at all.

Gradually she gave up, letting Dulun Qizhen rub his gentle friction, the numbness of electric shock was transmitted along her jade hands, all the way to her sensitive body, her breathing became rapid, her heart was pounding, transporting hot blood, which heated her cheeks and blushed her pink ears.[]

She didn't dare to continue to sink, so she quickly pulled out her jade hand, walked slowly to the dressing table, fiddled with cold water in the copper basin, and poured on her beautiful red and hot face!

‘Didi’ ‘Dad’ ‘Bo’

Drops of water fell from her face into the water. The pretty appearance in the copper basin brought a vague ripples, and then slowly integrated, as bright and charming as if it was bright and charming!

Nalan Yu stared at the reflection in the water in a daze, smiled embarrassedly, raised his lips slightly, bent out of a beautiful curve, which was fascinating.

She picked up the towel next to her, slowly wiped the water droplets on her face, and her mood slowly calmed down.

She slowly turned around and walked to Dulun Qizhen's side, took off his boots, unbuttoned his coat, removed his pants, and then...

Then, accidentally touched the hot and firm, and her pretty face turned red again.

She blushed and covered him with trembling hands. She did everything. She sat alone at the table and looked through a collection of poems. The candlelight flashed and darkened, and Nalan Yuning's face also appeared and fainted, but the throbbing spring heart was everywhere in her body and never dissipated for a long time.

Mrs. Mingzhu was peeping outside the door. She saw the virtuous appearance of her baby daughter just now and couldn't help but nod her head; she also saw the embarrassment of her daughter just now and couldn't help but shake her head secretly.

My silly girl, when will your little head be enlightened? When will I hold my white and fat grandson?

Sighing lightly, turning around and leaving.

Gulun Lanxin also saw everything just now. Although she tried her best to promote the good things between Nalan Yuning and Dulun Qizhen, she still couldn't hide her jealousy at this moment. She bit her lower lip tightly and then disappeared around the corner.

"Ruoxi..." Nalan Yuning heard it clearly when Dulun Qi Zhen's unconscious sleeping moans this time.

Ruoxi and Nalan Yuning frowned slightly. She knew that Durum Qizhen loved Martai Ruoxi most in the past, and also heard that Martai Ruoxi now has become a concubine.

The two were linked together and she quickly figured out the joints.

When she looked back, she saw Dulun Qizhen's brow frowned into the character "Sichuan", beads of sweat as big as beans rolling down, and tears remained at the corners of her eyes.

He still loves Martai Ruoxi?

Then why did he marry me at that time? Why did he still hold my hand and say nonsense?

Did he really lose his memory? Why, why don’t I hate him as much as before?

Nalan Yuning began to reflect on the collection of words she held in her hand, which had been deformed by her holding them hard.

Slowly she relaxed her pink fist and stopped thinking about complicated feelings. The candlelight swayed. In a trance, she slowly lay on the log table and fell asleep.

Ao Bing has always been angry that Nalan Yuning has a master of famous flowers. With his father's power, he wants to be in the capital. Nalan Yuning was originally his belongings, but now he has a husband out of the way. He unexpectedly could he let Dulun Qizhen go with his arrogant and domineering nature.

"Liu Tieshan, have you found out the background of that man?" Ao Bing sat on the Grand Master's chair, still drinking the West Lake Longjing that was offered from Hangzhou.

"If you say it to the young master, you will find out. This is all his information."

A young servant said, holding a stack of white paper in his hand, "His name is Dulun Qizhen. His ancestors followed Taizu to fight the country. Ama has passed away. His mother is still there. His brother died under the artillery of the Rakshasa Kingdom in Yaquesa. He left a widow. The Dulun family has been guarding Taizu's tomb in Shengjing."

"Now that's his generation, he's the only male left."

"Hmph, Nalan Yuning is my man. Whoever wants to take my love will make him regret being a man. I want him to have no son or grandson in the Durham family!"

His eagle-like eyes exuded a strong murderous intent!

Huh! Dulun Qizhen sat up suddenly as if he had some sense!

He seemed to have had a terrible nightmare, but the scene in the dream was quickly lost at the moment of awakening, and no memory could be grasped.

He panted and turned his head, only to find Nalan Yuning who was still sleeping soundly on the log flower table.

Durum Qizhen slowly got up and got out of bed.

"Huh?" He looked down, and at this moment, only his body was left with close-fitting clothes, a moon-white smooth garment, and the yellow dragon jade hanging around his waist was still there.

Dulun Qizhen walked to Nalan Yuning and picked up the collection of words she placed on the table. He saw a few small words on the cover of Qin Yun Xiaozhu’s master’s collection of words.

It turned out that this girl wrote the lyrics herself. Dulun Qizhen thought that the place where she lived in Shengjing Nalan Mansion was called Qinyun Xiaozhu, so the owner of Qinyun Xiaozhu was undoubtedly Nalan Yuning.

Durum Qizhen looked at one of the small words and wrote:

The sandalwood rises, and the piano is hard to make a sound. I listen to the song and get drunk every year, and no one asks about being drunk. I dream of breaking the brothel and the road is hard to find, and the rain is like running like running.

As spring comes late, swallows build fragrant nests. Every year, love spring and spring are gone, leaving nests in time and space. I am afraid that my beauty will grow old next year, and I will sigh at the age of the year and the morning.

Durum Qizhen thought to himself, do this woman loves so sentimentality? What strange things are all thinking about in her head.

He gently put down the collection of the master lyrics of Xiaozhu, looked at Nalan Yuning, and at this moment she fell asleep with her hands pressed against her side, and half of her pretty face was a little deformed, looking cute and cute.

Dulun Qizhen couldn't help but be attracted by the natural decorative decoration at this moment, and then picked up Nalan Yuning and put her on the gums. He put on his clothes and walked out of the door.

Just as he walked out of the door, Nalan Yuning opened his bright beautiful eyes and looked at the closed door and didn't know what to think.

She waited for a long time, but the man never came back.

Somehow, an indescribable sense of loss permeated her heart, and she had never felt before, so sour, so sour.

She slowly sat up, picked up the gorgeous new cheongsam placed on the head of the bed, and touched her gently with her jade hands, as if this cheongsam was Durum Qizhen's side face. She gently brushed by her gentleness, and inexplicably a drop of tears fell and hit the cheongsam, leaving an imperceptible wetness.

Durum Qizhen walked in the huge Mingzhu Mansion, with the flowers and plants around him, and the cicadas singing, adding a hint of loneliness.

He walked aimlessly on the corridor, and suddenly he heard the sound of stones falling into the water.

There were very slight sounds of "Boer" and "Boer" one after another.
Chapter completed!