Love on the bed: the abandoned concubine of the king

Summer is getting closer and closer, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. In the blink of an eye, the entire courtyard is also lush green and dazzling.

The flowers are also competing for beauty, as if they want to bloom all their most beautiful postures.

Under the porch, there was a man standing there, staring blankly ahead.

She was wearing a light yellow gauze dress, but her complexion was also pale and colorless. Her long hair hung down her shoulders and reached her waist.

She waited for a long time before reaching Wen Yimo, she stretched out her hand towards him without any fear, and said, "Give me back the things."

Wen Yimo glanced at her, but walked straight into the room without saying anything.

Then, he called out: "Yan Ling, come in and have a good talk."

A trace of anger flashed across Yan Ling's face, she walked in, her sharp eyes plucked out Wen Yimo's face: "We have nothing to talk about, you took my things!"

"You gave it to me." Wen Yimo understood what she was referring to, "Besides, that thing is useless to you."

"How come it's useless, besides, it's up to you to say whether it's useful or not." Yan Ling spoke very aggressively, and didn't take Wen Yimo seriously at all.

Wen Yimo was already a little displeased, he gave Yan Ling a cold look, a dark light seemed to flash in his brown eyes.

"Are you talking to your savior in such a tone?" Wen Yimo snorted coldly, staring at Yanling, "This king knows that you are working for the fourth brother now, but this king can tell you clearly , that edict is of no use to the fourth younger brother, and it will also make him utterly devastated."

Wen Yimo has already spoken so clearly, how could Yan Ling not understand.

Her body trembled violently, her lips moved, and after hesitating for a long time, she asked, "Is it you who the late emperor wants to pass on the throne?"

Wen Yimo neither denied nor admitted, but said flatly: "Anyway, don't mention this matter again."

Yan Ling pursed her lips, her heart was no longer in a good mood. She had worked so hard to get the will, but she didn't expect that it would not help Wen Yujian.

Wen Yimo didn't want to say too much, she wanted to leave, but Yan Ling stopped Wen Yimo: "Prince Chun!"

"What's wrong?" Wen Yimo turned around, without changing his expression, quietly waiting for Yan Ling to continue.

"Do you want to get the throne?" Yan Ling asked.

Wen Yimo smiled slightly, but the corners of his mouth were curved just right, expressing his desire just right.

His thin lips moved: "Think, why don't you want it?"

The next day, Yan Ling also planned to leave Prince Chun's Mansion.

When Su Dai heard the news, she hurried over to stop Yanling. She knew that Yanling was prejudiced against her, so she was worried about Yanling, but she never came to visit Yanling.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet." Su Dai said with a hint of worry in her tone, "Why don't you stay for a while longer."

"I have other things to do." Yan Ling lowered her head, she also didn't know how to face Su Dai, she was too impulsive at the beginning, otherwise it would not have led to the current situation.

"Are you going back to Beiquan Mountain?" Su Dai paused, trying to persuade Yanling, "I guess Guiyan is very worried about you."

Yan Ling pulled a wry smile, looked down at her fluttering skirt, saw her pair of embroidered shoes, and said softly, "Su Dai, do you think I will go back?"

"But..." Su Dai hesitated to speak, but she didn't know how to continue.

Yan Ling continued to walk forward, ignoring Su Dai, she really had nowhere to go now, she only felt that the world was so big, but she had no place for herself.

Su Dai turned her back to Yan Ling, she heard Yan Ling's footsteps, and felt that those footsteps were stepping on her heart.

She turned around suddenly and shouted, "Wait!"

Su Dai hurried over and stuffed the object into Yan Ling's hand.

"Sword manual?" Yan Ling recognized it at a glance, it was the "Empty Sword Art" she stole from Liewu Villa, and Su Dai stuffed it into her hand unexpectedly.

"This is your thing." Su Dai had a faint smile on her face, and said it very easily. This is just her heart knot, and now it is finally untied, "I only practiced one style."

"You..." Yan Ling looked at Su Dai for a while, her heart was slightly hot, but she didn't know what to say.

The sun was fierce, and there were tiny beads of sweat on Su Dai's forehead. After a while, Yan Ling said slowly: "I see that you and Wen Yimo are getting along very well now, but you have to know, don't If you trust a man too much, leave yourself a way out."

After finishing speaking, Yan Ling also turned around and left, leaving Su Dai standing where she was.

Did Yan Ling's last sentence make her not trust Wen Yimo too much?

Until the evening, Wen Yimo also returned to the palace, and saw Su Dai preparing dinner, with a big smile on her lips.

Su Dai didn't take that matter to heart anymore, seeing Wen Yimo's tired face, she asked Wen Yimo to wash up first, and then they had dinner together.

Yun Biqing had already been buried, and the palace was much quieter because of this incident.

Coupled with the fact that Wen Yimo often has to go out these days, Su Dai felt even more bored.

The night sky this night was particularly beautiful, the sky was full of stars, shining brightly, Su Dai could clearly see them even when she raised her head, the corners of her mouth curled up, feeling that this day was really pleasant.

"Dai'er, would you like to play a piece of music for me?" Wen Yimo glanced at her and asked softly.

When it came to playing the piano, Su Dai became interested, Su Wan'er also asked Su Dai's things to be sent back to the palace, and Su Dai asked her to get ready, so she also adjusted the tune.

At this moment, Wen Yimo had already closed his eyes and supported his head with his hands, as if he had fallen asleep.

But Su Dai didn't care, she plucked the strings with her slender fingers, the sound of the piano flowed slowly, even the candlelight flickered, and gradually poured out like running water.She was also gradually forgetting herself, Wen Yimo never opened his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep, he sat quietly in front of Su Dai.

After the song was over, Su Dai walked over gently. Wen Yimo's sleeping face was peaceful, the high bridge of the nose cast a shadow, and Wen Yimo's eyelashes were also very long and dense.Su Dai gently held Wen Yimo's hand, feeling that his hand was still cool, but hers was warm.

"It's still so cold." Su Dai said softly, although Wen Yimo hadn't practiced the cold jade mentality now, she didn't know when she would be able to feel the warmth of his hands.

Su Dai wanted to get a coat for Wen Yimo, but his hand was tightly held by him, but he never opened his eyes.

"What do you want me to do." Wen Yimo said lightly, "Today, Wei Tangze is looking for me."

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