The empress is pregnant, and the emperor's incense continues

Thinking of the absurdity of the past two nights, Meng Wenyao couldn't help but blush, and murmured: "How did Uncle Lu know that my niece had nightmares?"

"I heard you mention it in a trance. What did you dream about? Tell me."

While talking, Lu Yiran slid towards Meng Wenyao. Meng Wenyao pretended to be shy, lowered her head and said incoherently with a red face: "No, it's nothing."

"Seriously, it's nothing? I heard you crying last night."

Hearing the sound close at hand, Meng Wenyao raised her head in horror and tried to move away from Lu Yiran. Unexpectedly, the carriage shook and she threw herself directly into Lu Yiran's arms.

Before she could struggle to sit up, Lu Yiran hugged her tightly, and his warm voice whispered behind Meng Wenyao's ear.

"What are you afraid of me doing? I'm not a monster and will eat you."

I rolled my eyes silently in my heart, it means you haven't eaten yet, you just haven't eaten enough.

Meng Wenyao was so nervous and shy that she almost cried. She twisted her handkerchief tightly and stammered: "Uncle Lu, this is unreasonable."

Ignoring Meng Wenyao's weak protest, Lu Yiran directly put his big hands on Meng Wenyao's waist and said softly: "Is your waist still sore? Let me rub it for you."

His warm hands rubbed the clothes gently, and a numbing feeling quickly hit his whole body. Meng Wenyao no longer had the strength to resist, and collapsed directly in Lu Yiran's arms.

"Tell me what you dreamed about last night. Did you dream about me helping you fight monsters?"

Meng Wenyao shook her head shyly and said in a voice like a mosquito, "No."

"What a shy little girl. Her voice was not so quiet last night."

With a big hand lift, Meng Wenyao, who was sitting side by side, was instantly placed on his lap by Lu Yiran. Meng Wenyao was so frightened that he exclaimed: "Ah!"

"Shh!"

Putting his finger on Meng Wenyao's cherry-like attractive mouth, Lu Yiran coaxed: "Don't shout, my personal guards are all very smart and sharp. If you don't want others to know what we are doing in the carriage, just You can’t make a sound, you know?”

Such an ambiguous action was too shameful. Although Meng Wenyao closed her mouth tightly, her face turned pale with fright, and her big eyes were filled with tears.

Under Lu Yiran's threat, he nodded obediently and his tears fell like pearls.

Feeling sorry for the little girl who was so frightened, Lu Yiran wiped away Meng Wenyao's tears with his rough fingertips, and couldn't help but kiss the red corner of the little girl's eyes.

"What a squeamish little girl. Don't worry, I won't bully you. Don't cry."

When he said not to bully, the hot thin lips never left Meng Wenyao's skin, sometimes kissing the corners of his eyes, sometimes kissing his forehead. If Meng Wenyao hadn't resisted with all his strength, he would have swallowed those cherry red lips.

"do not do that."

Seeing the little girl being frightened and crying again, Lu Yiran had no choice but to stop and continue talking about the previous topic.

"Tell this Governor, do you often have nightmares when you are at home?"

"No, I have never had nightmares." Meng Wenyao replied obediently and seriously.

"Oh, it's because I'm not used to being outside, that's why I have nightmares. Don't be afraid. If there is another monster tonight, I will help you beat him away and beat him hard."

As he spoke harshly, Lu Yiran's hand unconsciously increased its strength, pinching Meng Wenyao's waist with pain.

"Ah, it hurts!"

These familiar words instantly ignited Lu Yiran's remaining sanity. He lowered his head and kissed her, and said apologetically: "It's not that I want to bully you. It's just that you can't control your voice. It's unavoidable for people outside. If you hear me, I will help you control it."

Their lips and teeth met, and all the gasps and begging for mercy were swallowed up by Lu Yiran, making it a gluttonous feast.

Looking at the sleeping little girl in his arms, Lu Yiran's smile deepened and he said with pity: "What a delicate little girl, she can faint even with two kisses."

In the evening, when the carriage stopped at the inn again, Meng Wenyao shyly kept her head buried in Lu Yiran's arms. Fortunately, she was wearing Lu Yiran's black cloak, otherwise her red face and slightly swollen lips would be visible to everyone. arrive.

When they reached the door of the room, Meng Wenyao, who had been pretending to sleep just now, immediately jumped down and ran into the room and locked it, shutting out Lu Yiran who was a step behind.

Considering that there were all the guards around him, Lu Yiran really couldn't force himself to do it, so he could only go to another room to sleep in despair.

Sitting on the bed at night, Lu Yiran kept waiting for the door to suddenly open, and the fragile and helpless girl begged him to fight the monster.

I don't know if it was a particularly long day, but Lu Yiran sat down from Xushi to Zishi, but there was no response from the door.

He walked over to check and found that he didn't lock it so that no one could open it, so it could only mean that Meng Wenyao really didn't come over.

Opening the door, he walked straight to Meng Wenyao's door, listened, and found that the breathing in the room was long, and there seemed to be no nightmare.

After walking back and forth in the corridor for a long time, he didn't hear any sign of Meng Wenyao having a nightmare. Lu Yiran became even more depressed when he saw the patrolling guards looking at him with half eyes.

"Go further away."

After driving away the people in the corridor, Lu Yiran finally made up his mind. If the mountain is not there for me, I will leave the mountain. A living person can still be suffocated to death by peeing.

He exerted force suddenly, and the locked door opened with a sound. He could clearly see the person lying down without lighting a lamp. He suddenly woke up and looked at the door with wide eyes.

Sneaking was no longer an option, so he sighed and turned on the lamp.

"I was passing by here at night. I was worried that you would be scared, so I came in to see you."

Under the dim light, Meng Wenyao's snow-white face looked like the bright moonlight, making people want to touch it.

Although he tried his best to control it, Lu Yiran swallowed quickly and walked to the bed with the lamp in hand.

The hazy state after waking up quickly subsided. Meng Wenyao wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and quickly sat up. She shrank to the corner of the bed, looked at Lu Yiran who was sitting beside the bed, and said nervously: "Uncle Lu, thank you for your concern. My niece is fine. , so late at night, there may be something wrong with us being alone and alone..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lu Yiran. He stretched out his big rough hand and wiped it on Meng Wenyao's forehead, saying angrily: "That's fine, but you can see it's all sweat. It's easier to catch a cold if you sweat at night. Come on, come down and change your clothes."

Seeing that Meng Wenyao didn't move, Lu Yiran gently pulled the quilt on Meng Wenyao's body with his hands and coaxed: "Good boy, come out first. Do you want me to change it for you?"

It was half coercion and half coaxing. By the time Meng Wenyao reacted, the two people had already started fighting.

This was the first time Meng Wenyao fought monsters while she was awake. When the clouds and rain began to subside, she pretended to be humiliated and cried to hit the wall.

"I'm sorry for my parents' teachings. I feel ashamed to live."