Chapter 45

"Come on, drink!"

See Yan Luoli complexion has changed, Han Fengyi pour a glass of wine for her.

Yan Luoli looked back and nodded with a smile. Before the glass was delivered to his mouth, Han xuyao forced the glass to pass by and drank it up.

Yan Luoli and Princess Fengyi exchanged a look and looked at Han xuyao.

"She's too strong to drink."

Han xuyao calmly put down, conveniently took the wine pot in front of Princess Fengyi, and gave himself a full cup.

"Sister Huang's wine, I'll drink it for her."

Frosty tone, the atmosphere of the whole table are stagnant down.

Princess Fengyi twitched her lips awkwardly, even drinking. Unexpectedly, the iron faced God of war galloping on the battlefield also had such a delicate side.

Yan Luoli looks at them awkwardly. Princess Fengyi is her best friend in the palace. How embarrassed she is.

A little sorry to see to Han Fengyi, she is to smile heartily, returned her a don't care look in the eyes.

Immediately, gather to Yan Luoli ear.

"Are you drunk?"

The corner of the mouth hangs a few minutes to snicker, she is drunk of appearance cold Feng instrument most clear, whet a person of very.

Yan Luoli's head sank and her face turned red.

After three rounds of wine, some guests left one after another. Han xuyao didn't want to stay any longer, so he took Yan Luoli to leave.

In the carriage, there was a faint smell of wine. Han xuyao seemed to be addicted to it, but he refused to let it go.

The arm tightly locks Yan Luoli's abdomen, Yan Luoli feels that what he eats will be strangled out by him.

She frowned and raised her head. She saw his clear outline in the dark, and her dark eyes were shining like stars.

He is very quiet, can also be said to be restraining the inner impulse.

Noticing her eyes, his head tightened and his Adam's apple floated up and down involuntarily.

Yan Luoli's eyes were fixed on his neck. The little guy was so cute that he could not help reaching out and gently poking twice.

Holding her, the man's body suddenly became stunned and his eyes sank, and his breath became more dignified.

Girl, did you do it on purpose!

He couldn't control the fire in his chest any more. He bent over to lock Yan Luoli's lips and took advantage of the situation to put her down.

In the narrow space, Yan Luoli returns to her senses and feels that Han xuyao's hand moves uneasily on her body. She thinks of something and stares in shock.

He, he won't want to

But, this is in the carriage!!!

What to do? What to do???

Yan Luoli wants to struggle, but his hands and feet are locked by him, and he seems to be completely immersed in it, and has forgotten the outside interference.

The carriage stopped suddenly, and Han xuyao's action stopped abruptly.

Yan Luoli breathed a long sigh of relief. She had to stay away from this man. He was too dangerous.

But before she had time to escape, he caught her in his arms, took her out of the car and went straight into the backyard of the palace. There was a hot spring there. On weekdays, he was the only one to enjoy it. No one was allowed to enter.

Han xuyao's step stops in front of the Yanbo Pavilion, gently puts down Yan Luoli and waves. Five or six servant girls come forward and pull Yan Luoli in.

It's full of smoke, pink gauze hanging down, gently fluttering, golden brick building a big bath, above the dragon mouth, warm spring constantly into it.

There is a layer of cloud above the bath, and red rose petals are floating on the clear water.

Lan'er and Xiao man come over and gently withdraw Yan Luoli's clothes. She steps into the clear water with her toes.

Instant warm surrounded, all the fatigue seems to be melting.

Tight all the way the heart relaxed down, in the mind, emerge the face of Han xuyao.

Unconsciously, she reached out and pinched her mouth. It seemed that there was still his breath on it. Thinking of him, she laughed foolishly and wrote sweet words on her face.

"Xiaoman, you said that the LORD had already left that day, so why did he send his court clothes to Hanqi?"

LAN Er doesn't understand looking at Xiao man, saying what happened after Yan Luoli took a bath and fell asleep that day.

This matter son, LAN Er still hear from cold seven there.

Xiaoman gives a look in his eyes. The fixed direction of his eyes is Yan Luoli. He gently shakes his head to show that he doesn't know.

The words fell in Yan Luoli's ears, and she looked at them.

So that day, really nothing happened, he hanxuyao sure as expected to set her up, she is such a person suspected so many days.

Han xuyao, you lied to me!

The more Yan Luoli thought about it, the more unconvinced she was, and she just sank down with her shy face.

Clear eyes narrowed, across a trace of cunning.

Then don't blame me for reciprocity.

"Man, I want to get out of here."Xiaoman looks embarrassed and looks at Lan'er.

"Miss, it's not that we don't help you. The Lord told us that if we let you go, we will be sold."

Lan'er understands that the prince is good for his young lady, and the young lady is also interested in him. Miss, you can't miss the prince any more.

Plus before, cold seven to LAN er's "inculcate", at this moment, elbow to turn out.

What?! He even threatened his maid.

She can't believe of looking at own two wenches, words all can't say.

"Miss, you are willing to. You didn't see it. You ignored the Lord. He was gloomy every day."

Xiaoman kept smiling. The couple are just a virtue.

Yan Luoli lowered her head, and her shyness reappeared on her face. In fact, what really happened? They were husband and wife, but this matter was always in her heart, and she was put on the table by her husband.

Seeing that she didn't want to go any further, Xiaoman waved back. The waiting servant girl came over, holding the red wedding dress and the Phoenix crown in her hand.

"This, this is?"

Yan Luoli remembers that it was the wedding dress she wore when she got married. How did it come here.

Lan'er and Xiao man look at each other with a smile and pull Yan Luoli out of the bath. The red wedding dress is draped on the body, dignified and gentle.

"This is what the Lord ordered."

Lan'er explains with a smile and starts to make up for her. Xiao man is tidying up her clothes and adds a word.

"Maybe the Lord wants to compensate you for the wedding night."

Bridal chamber candle, Yan Luoli's eyes color a Zheng, last life, even bridal chamber candle is extravagant hope, get just a cup of wine and beloved betrayal.

Although he didn't know, he seemed to be making up for the defects of her last life and repairing her wounds.

There is a warm current in my heart. Han xuyao, it may be my luck to meet you in this life.

With her scarlet lips and snow-white skin, she was so beautiful as to sit there.

That red dress is just the match for her.

This is his bride.

Han xuyao did not know when he was standing behind her. She noticed his eyes through the mirror, and yanluoli turned around.

The golden step swings and makes a clear sound of silver bells.

He was dressed in red, Xinchang's figure was getting closer and closer, and stopped in front of her.

It's high. Staring at her elegant and cool face, her clear eyes reflected his appearance.

The servant girls all stepped back to one side, looking at the two people standing together, as if they were made in heaven.

"Lord, you..."

Yan Luoli's words haven't finished, he was touched by Han xuyao's slender fingers, and immediately stopped.

"Shh..."

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