The lamp in the sleeping hall was blown out, and the hall was plunged into darkness.

Lin Wanyue groped and climbed onto the big bed, lifted the quilt and lay down.

The darkness deprives people of vision, but makes the rest of the senses more acute.

Lin Wanyue lay face up on the bed, with Li Xian lying inside.

The faint daughter's fragrance emanating from Li Xian penetrated into Lin Wanyue's nasal cavity.

Lin Wanyue took a deep breath, allowing the fragrance to permeate her heart.

The darkness also aroused Li Xian's senses. She heard Lin Feixing's breathing suddenly increased, her heart tightened, her hands on her body grabbed the brocade quilt on her body, and her heart beat faster.

Suddenly, she felt that Lin Feixing, who had always been sticking to the edge of the bed, moved towards her. Li Xian immediately tensed up. Although her eyes were still closed, her body was already on guard.

Li Xian kept her breathing rhythm unchanged, comforting herself that Lin Feixing was inhumane, but all her attention was focused on Lin Feixing.

Fortunately, Lin Feixing just moved in a little bit and then stopped moving. As time passed bit by bit, Lin Feixing did not act "excessively" again. Li Xian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, her tense body slowly relaxed. Relax, the hanging heart also let go.

Li Xian heard that Lin Feixing's breathing became even, as if she was going to sleep.

Li Xian closed her eyes and waited for a long time, seeing that Lin Feixing did not make any other movements, she was completely relieved.

At this time, the night was already deep, and Li Xian had been exhausted in the past few days, and her mind was very sad, and her consciousness quickly became hazy.

At this moment, Lin Feixing suddenly moved.

Li Xian opened her eyes alertly, no sleepiness at all.

Feeling that Lin Feixing's head had left the jade pillow, Li Xian closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Lin Wanyue propped herself up beside Li Xian, staring at Li Xian's sleeping face, judging from Li Xian's even breathing, she was already asleep.

Only at this time, Lin Wanyue can wantonly show greedy eyes without being afraid of being discovered.

Through the hazy moonlight outside the window, Lin Wanyue could barely see Li Xian's outline clearly, but it didn't matter, Li Xian's frowns and smiles had already been deeply engraved in her heart.

Even though she couldn't see it clearly, Lin Wanyue could still imagine Li Xian's peaceful and beautiful sleeping face at this moment.

Lin Wanyue laughed, and leaned forward again; she had a panoramic view of Li Xian's entire face.

Li Xian closed her eyes, and clenched the hand by her side into a fist. She could feel Lin Feixing's breath hitting her face one after another.

In the past 19 years, no man has ever dared to act so presumptuously. Li Xian was a little annoyed, and then thought that she had become this man's wife, and even ordered someone to hang up the red light at the entrance of the temple, and felt powerless for a while.

Lin Wanyue leaned her body down quietly, and finally took a clear look at Li Xian's facial features, and it was as quiet and beautiful as she imagined.

Lin Wanyue greedily looked at Li Xian's face over and over; she never dared to do such a thing when Li Xian was sober.

Lin Wanyue looked at Li Xian's smooth forehead, reflecting the ivory-like whiteness; she licked her lips, and a thought was about to move in her mind.

In the night, the silence, the closed environment, and the sleeping beauty, Lin Wanyue finally couldn't bear it anymore, and leaned towards Li Xian's forehead.

Li Xian felt Lin Feixing's breath hitting her forehead one after another, and could even feel the heat from Lin Feixing's lips.

Lin Wanyue wanted to steal a kiss on Li Xian's forehead, but when she was about to touch it, she stopped.

Is he Lin Feixing or Lin Wanyue?

As soon as this thought came out, the little flame that jumped in her heart was extinguished instantly, Lin Wanyue sighed softly, and slowly moved away her lips that were close at hand.

Li Xian naturally heard Lin Feixing's sigh, and also felt Lin Feixing's distance.

Although she didn't know why Lin Feixing held back at the last moment, Li Xian felt extremely fortunate, her clenched fists were slowly loosened, and her tense body relaxed along with the relaxation of her heart.

Suddenly, Li Xian felt a burst of pain that was caught off guard, causing her to scream out in shock.

"what!"

Lin Wanyue was startled when she heard Li Xian's voice, guilty and terrified, she pressed hard on the bed board under her body and jumped back.

With a sound of "dong", Lin Wanyue rolled to the ground.

This throw made Lin Wanyue dizzy, and also shocked Li Xian.

The shadow lurking in the dark appeared silently, squatting outside the window.

Lin Wanyue got up from the ground, stood beside the bed, supported her waist, and asked, "Princess, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing Lin Feixing's voice, Li Xian felt a dark fire in her heart, she didn't pretend to be asleep at all, she sat up and replied displeasedly: "I'm fine, it's just that you have pressed my hair, son-in-law. "

After hearing this, Lin Wanyue felt guilty for a while, and replied embarrassingly: "I'm sorry princess, I didn't mean it."

"It's okay, son-in-law, go to sleep."

"Yes, princess."

Li Xian got down again, but this time she simply turned her back to Lin Feixing and folded her arms in a defensive posture.

The bedroom was very dark, Lin Wanyue didn't see all this, she rubbed her nose, stood on the ground for a while, rubbed her waist again, and then tiptoed onto the bed, but this time Lin Wanyue didn't dare to make any mistakes , neatly pressed against the edge of the bed, and soon fell asleep.

The shadow outside the window disappeared without a sound.

But Li Xian didn't fall asleep all night.

The next day, a refreshed Lin Feixing and a haggard Li Xian appeared in the dining room together. The breakfast was presented, and Aunt Si Ji recorded the meal for the princess consort. Lin Feixing turned and left with one glance.

Lin Wanyue sat there anxiously, she was most afraid of this Aunt Si Ji in the entire Princess Palace.

Aunt Si Ji walked out of the palace gate and wrote with a pen:

On the sixth day of February in the 31st year of Yuan Ding, Her Royal Highness Princess Chang lit a lamp to summon the lucky son-in-law.

The next day, Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess was depressed and described as haggard.

Lin Wanyue went to see Lin Baishui after eating breakfast, and now Lin Baishui, who is already the princess, has completely lived a life of luxury and food, serving twice as many people as before.

Lin Wanyue is very grateful for Li Xian's arrangement. After all, Lin Baishui and Li Xian are not related by blood. Li Xian's concern for Lin Baishui's affairs made Lin Wanyue sigh again for Li Xian's kindness.

After another five days like this, Lin Wanyue practiced marksmanship every day, took two hours to read books, and spent the rest of the time to accompany Lin Baishui, but did not bother Li Xian anymore, mainly because of guilty conscience...

The reputation of this son-in-law's love for the princess spread throughout the mansion.

After five days of getting along, Xiao Baishui finally remembered her father. When Lin Wanyue held Xiao Baishui high, she heard the crisp laughter of Xiao Baishui's farewell and reunion. The little girl even called out her father to save face , this made Lin Wanyue very excited!

"My son-in-law, Your Highness welcomes you."

When Lin Wanyue heard what the maidservant said, she reluctantly handed Xiaobaishui to the nanny, and came out of Xiuge.

"What did the princess say?"

"I don't know, this servant, it is said that someone from the palace has come."

Lin Wanyue's heart sank, and she walked towards the main hall.

When they arrived at the main hall, Li Xian had already changed into a clean palace attire and was waiting for Lin Feixing.

Seeing Li Xian's makeup, Lin Wanyue confirmed her guess even more. She quickly walked to Li Xian and opened her mouth, but the words she wanted to ask were stuck in her throat and she couldn't utter a single word.

"My son-in-law, my father passed on an order, ordering the two of us to enter the palace immediately."

"it is good."

……

The four carriages "rumbled" and galloped towards the palace. In the carriage, Lin Wanyue sat quietly opposite Li Xian, without saying a word.

Li Xian saw the veins on the back of Lin Feixing's hand clutching the hem of the palace dress bulging, but could only remain silent.

When the two arrived at the main hall, Prince Li Zhu, Xiang Jingyi and his wife, several princes who had not yet left the capital, the concubine De who had not yet been canonized, Prince Huanpei, and several civil servants and generals whom Lin Wanyue did not know were already waiting.

Seeing this lineup, Lin Wanyue staggered, but fortunately Li Xian quickly grabbed her arm.

"Be careful, son-in-law."

"Thank you, princess." Lin Wanyue straightened up slowly, and exchanged a glance with Li Xian.

Li Xian saw Lin Feixing's red eyes, even though she had been prepared for a long time, she felt sore in her heart.

Li Xian and Lin Feixing walked to their positions and stood still. Li Zhao had a panoramic view of Lin Feixing's gaffe just now: "All here?"

"Go back to Your Majesty, it's all done."

"En." Li Zhao responded, and fell silent. In the huge hall, a needle could be heard.

Li Xin was supported by Xiang Jingyi, with tears streaming down her face, she covered her mouth tightly with a handkerchief, restraining her crying, so as not to be disrespectful in front of the hall.

Li Zhao looked around for a week, the wrinkles on his face deepened overnight, and he said slowly: "I just received an urgent report from the eight hundred miles in the north...The uncle of the country, Marshal Li Mu, five days ago... passed away."

Li Xin's suppressed cry was finally released, Xiang Jingyi held Li Xin half in his arms, with a sad look on his face.

"Your Majesty mourns..."

Lin Wanyue's body swayed, blood oozes from her tightly biting lower lip, and Li Xian at the side also shed tears when she heard Li Xin's cry.

She raised her hand, supported Lin Feixing, and called out in a low voice, "My son-in-law..."

Lin Wanyue turned her head slowly, her eyes finally couldn't bear the weight of tears, a full teardrop overflowed Lin Wanyue's eye sockets.

Everyone in the field showed a sad look, but only three people were crying.

Lin Wanyue is not a man after all, no matter how well she pretends, she still has a woman's unique nature hidden in her heart.

Everyone in the world says that men don't flick their tears lightly, no matter how sad they are, they have to swallow the tears back into their stomachs.

But Lin Feixing burst into tears under everyone's gaze, weeping silently.

It is inevitable that some people can't accept the attitude of showing a hypocritical daughter in front of everyone, but some people don't think so.

Seeing Lin Feixing crying, Xiang Jingyi felt very relieved. He didn't think there was anything wrong with Lin Feixing crying. On the contrary, he felt that Lin Feixing valued love and righteousness, and Li Mu's careful cultivation of him was not in vain.

And Li Zhao, who is in a high position, also feels it. In the past few years, Li Zhao has grown old, and as he grows older, his temperament and thoughts will inevitably be different from when he was young.

For example, in the grain and grass incident, if Li Zhao was ten years younger, no matter which prince Li Zhao was, he would definitely be punished heavily; but Li Zhao has been the emperor for more than 30 years, and he is actually very lonely in his heart. I hope that the royal family can be stable and happy, and have more human touch; especially Li Mu is about the same age as him, and they have grown up with each other. , not allowing him to show his vulnerability.

When Li Zhao saw Lin Feixing, a young man, weeping for Li Mu in court, he was very pleased. For the first time, he felt that his daughter had not chosen the wrong person.

The author has something to say:~

Hahahahahaha~ Isn’t there such a questionnaire?

What is the most common sentence girls say in bed?

Answer: Oops~ You're pressing my hair!

Hahahahaha, the author with short hair for 20 years doesn’t understand this, but if you get shot in the knee like a princess, please raise your hand!

By the way, who said I'm going to end =. = It’s still early~ Where can I get here!

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