She lightly pursed her lips and pushed the door open, and the room was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Ming's face remained unchanged, he closed the door and walked slowly towards the bed.

The girl slept peacefully like last time.

He knelt down and looked at the girl's face almost greedily. In the past few days, when he got up in the morning and fainted, the time he spent seeing the girl was pitifully small for him, which made him miss the time when he was with the girl every day.

"Hmm." Wen Qi closed his eyes and turned sideways, his whole face was fully reflected in Ming's eyes, his curled eyelashes trembled lightly, like a white feather brushing against his heart, numb and itchy .

Her curled little hands fell on the edge of the bed, and the soft white hands were hanging in the air and caught Ming's eyes.

Ming Yi sank his eyes, looked at it for a long while, then cautiously touched it with a guilty conscience.

So soft.

Ming Yi sighed and rolled his eyes, Wen Qi was still unconscious in his sleep, his warm breath sprayed in the air, even the air inhaled into his nasal cavity was sweet and pleasant.

He curled his lips into a smile, and took the girl's curled hand into his palm. The strong taboo stimulation made his fingertips tremble, but he held it firmly.

"Be good."

He half-kneeled devoutly in front of the bed, holding the girl's hand, and the girl was sleeping obediently, with a gentleness.

Ming Yi put his eyes on the girl's face again, moved down inch by inch, the forehead, eyebrows, eyes, and nose devoured the contours, and finally stopped on the girl's lips.

His eyes gradually blurred, and he slowly leaned over, the warm breath hit his lips, causing goosebumps, he suddenly woke up, opened his eyes wide and retreated suddenly, and retracted his hands.

The girl seemed to be aware of it, and frowned unhappily and turned to the side, leaving him alone to look at the girl's petite back.

Ming Yi caressed her upper lip blankly, the girl's breath was still on her lips, warm and sweet.

...What did he just want to do?

He wants to kiss the empress...

Ming Yi was startled by this thought, his brows were furrowed, his lips and eyes were pursed in struggle.

How could he have such an idea?

Mingyi couldn't figure it out, got up in a panic, and strode out the door.

-

"Well."

Wen Qi finally woke up, opened his eyes sleepily, and lay on the top of the bed in a daze.

"I seem to have dreamed of Lu Yi..."

Wen Qi sighed, shook hands, sat up and got out of bed.

"Jin Yan."

"Here." Jin Yan quickly pushed the door open and came in, waiting for her to get up while suing with a stinky face: "Madam, the eldest prince came in while you were asleep and left in a hurry, not knowing what he was doing .”

Even though she said so, she didn't suspect him of stealing things, after all, she had a rough understanding of the eldest prince's temperament during this period of getting along.

"Has Mingyi come?" Wen Qi asked strangely, thinking about it carefully, it seemed that someone was looking straight at her.

"Yeah, I've been here for quite a while." Jin Yan felt an indescribably strange feeling.

"Oh."

Wen Qi nodded and decided to give him the handkerchief later.

But I didn't expect that the wait would be a few days.

In the past few days, I leave tomorrow morning and return late.

When he came back, he hid in the house, and only said that he had eaten at the Taifu's meal, and left before dawn the next day, as if he was hiding from her.

Wen Qi was baffled, extremely uncomfortable, frowning and unhappy.

At this time, the sky outside was pitch black, Ming Xuanyi rarely came to pester her these two days, it seemed that Concubine Li made the move.

Wen Qi sighed again, feeling downcast and unhappy because of what happened to Ming Yi.

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