Nangong Yan didn't know how long she tossed her from entering the house to evening that day. He seemed to be tireless and wanted her again and again.
It was not until dawn that Nangong Yan would let her go and let her fall asleep.
Nangong Yan was sleepless all night. He held his head and stared at the sleeping people around him. His face was a satisfied expression.
The woman he wanted to rub her into his body and never separate from her.
Nangong Yan's eyes were so attached to her, like a net firmly wrapped around Ji Qingxue.
Ji Qingxue slept very dishonestly. She rolled around for a few times, and finally rolled back to Nangong Yan's strong chest.
At the moment, they are not wearing inch strands. The softness of her chest stimulates nangongyan's senses, and the just extinguished fire shows signs of rekindling again.
But Ji Qingxue was not afraid to die and rubbed on his naked chest for a few times. Nangong Yan immediately took a breath of air-conditioning, and his eyes became helpless. Suddenly in the room, he remembered his forbearing and restrained voice: "you are a goblin."
Speaking of it, Nangong Yan is most proud of his self-control. He used to live a life of pure heart and few desires. Even if a woman took off in front of him, it could not arouse his interest at all.
Because of his amazing self-control, the twelve Xuanwei was worried about him for fear that there was something wrong with their master.
But facts have proved that the sentence "one thing falls to one thing" is reasonable. In front of Ji Qingxue, all his self-control collapsed. When he wants to occupy the woman ruthlessly and be close to her, Nangong Yan will feel that all this has happened since he met her is true.
This woman belongs to him completely.
Nangong Yan provoked a wisp of her green silk and put it on her nose to smell it gently. His jade like hand lingered on Ji Qingxue's face. Maybe his action disturbed her. Ji Qingxue said, "don't make trouble, so sleepy."
Nangong Yan suddenly asked her, "ah Xue, who am I?"
Ji Qingxue frowned and didn't answer, but Nangong Yan didn't give up. A soft kiss fell on her shoulder, and a dumb voice was tempting: "who am I, ah Xue?"
"My husband."
"Who is the prime minister?"
Without hesitation, Ji Qingxue blurted out: "nangongyan."
Nangong Yan smiled at her mouth and stretched out his hand to take her into his arms. What to do? He suddenly didn't want her to continue to sleep.
Just, for the sake of her fatigue, let her go this time. After all... The future is long.
When Ji Qingxue woke up, it was already three achievements in the sun, and there was no shadow of nangongyan around him.
Ji Qingxue looked down at the purple kiss marks all over her body. She moved gently and showed her teeth in pain. I dropped an old waist.
So Ji Qingxue finally understood what it was like for the hungry wolf to go crazy.
Nangong Yan went into the palace. Nangong Xuan seemed to have expected him to come back, so he dismissed the palace attendants on both sides early and left himself alone in the Mingyue palace.
When Nangong Yan came, Nangong Xuan was calmly tasting tea.
"Here you are."
Nangong Xuan looked at him faintly, and Nangong Yan was cold: "I remember I told you not to hurt her again."
Nangong Xuan was not angry when his son questioned him like this, but said with deep eyes: "it seems that you really care about that woman."
"This has nothing to do with you." Nangong Yan said coldly.
Nangong Xuan gently put down the cup: "I told you a long time ago that people who want to achieve hegemony can't be emotional."
Because having feelings is equivalent to having weaknesses, and people with weaknesses can't go further on this road.
Nangong Xuan said as always, "I'm helping you."
Nangong Yan looked indifferent: "I don't need your help."
Nanxiang xuanleng snorted, "do you think that woman really loves you? When she knows your true face, do you think she will stay with you?"
Nangongyan's whole body was stiff. Jiang was still old and spicy. He pinched nangongyan's seven inches with one hand.
Yes, he was afraid. He was afraid that Ji Qingxue would see her real appearance and that she would leave.
No, no, she is her only salvation. She can't leave, absolutely not allowed.
"Yan'er knows that the son is not like the father. I am the one who knows you best. That's why I chose you as the heir to the throne. If you like, the crown prince will be yours."
Nangong Yan had a splitting headache for a moment. He covered his head with his hands. It seemed that there were many voices talking at the same time in his mind.
"Give up, no one will accompany you forever."
"You were born to be abandoned."
"Ah Xue will leave you... Forever!"
... Nangong Yan felt his head was about to explode. He shouted in a low voice: "shut up! Shut up! She won't, she won't want me!"
Nangong Yan has been struggling with pain and soberness. Nangong Xuan always looks at him silently like a bystander.
"No one can stop you when you are crazy. If Yan'er let Ji Qingxue know that you are an abnormal person, how would she choose?"
At this time, Nangong Xuan is still adding fuel to the fire. The more clear the pain is, the more you know that no one will understand you and no one will accompany you. You should have been lonely.
"No, you shut up!" Nangong Yan put his hands on the ground, and a cold sweat came from his forehead.
Before he came, Nangong Xuan had lit incense in the hall. The incense was non-toxic, but it would arouse people's hidden fear. Coupled with Nangong Xuan's deliberate psychological hint, his goal had been achieved.
"Yan'er, your feelings are useless. In the end, you will find that only power and status can bring everything you want."
The door of the hall was suddenly pushed open. Ji Qingxue's chest fluctuated. When she saw Nangong Yan falling on the ground in pain, she immediately ran over.
She held Nangong Yan with an anxious look on her face: "what's the matter with you?"
Nangong Yan looked miserable. Ji Qingxue looked up angrily: "what did you do to him?"
Nangong Xuan shook his head lightly: "I just stated some facts to him."
Ji Qingxue helped Nangong Yan up. Her eyes were bright and she looked at the person in front of her: "you'd better make sure he's okay, otherwise..."
"Or what?"
Ji Qingxue took a deep breath and said word by word, "otherwise you might die in my hands."
She is not joking. What he did to nangongyan is not like the treatment that a biological father should have to his son.
If Nangong Yan had something wrong with him, he would never forgive him.
After that, Ji Qingxue helped Nangong Yan out of the Mingyue hall. It's strange that Ji Qingxue's words just sounded harmless, but Nangong Xuan was cold all over.
"Oh, interesting."
Nangong Xuan looked thoughtfully at the direction they left, and the good play began.