The demon concubine of rebirth, you have been tricked by gl

Yan Wanting returned to Huaqing Palace in a daze, and went straight to Xia Qiulian's Fenglin Pavilion.

It was already evening, Yue'er had finished her dinner, and followed Qingyuan to the grass to play Cuju.

As in the past, Yan Banting opened the door and went in without telling the maid guarding the door.

It just so happened that Xia Qiulian was standing by the bed changing clothes.

When feeding Yue'er for dinner, Yue'er accidentally knocked over the soup on the table and soiled her clothes, so she took Yue'er out to play in Qingyuan, and Xia Qiulian wanted to change her clothes by herself.

Without thinking, Yan Wanting just took off his clothes and pushed the door open with a dazed expression on his face.

The candles in the flower lanterns in the room were flickering, and the light and shadow were slightly dim. As soon as Yan Wanting raised his eyes, he saw Xia Qiulian standing beside the bed with his back to her. Around the waist, the white and slender jade back is exposed in the air, exuding a faint soft light, and the graceful and alluring butterfly bones are looming with Xia Qiulian's movements.

The skin is like creamy fat, and the black hair is like splashed ink. The matching and matching are especially fascinating.

Yan Wanting stared blankly, she stood there motionless and stared at it without blinking.

Ever since she met Xia Qiulian, Yan Wanting, who thought she had no desires, suddenly realized that she was so eager for a woman's body, longing to touch and kiss.

In the past, Yan Wanting thought about using force, holding the idea that if she couldn't get her heart, she would get her.

But when she really wanted to do it, she couldn't do it. If it wasn't for the joy of mutual affection, what would it mean to her.

And now.It has only been a few days since Xia Qiulian expressed her feelings to her, and she dare not be too eager, for fear that her temporary indulgence will frighten Xia Qiulian.

Xia Qiulian soon noticed Yan Wanting's breathing, she turned her back to Yan Wanting, her pale face was stained with a blush, but she calmly put back on the faded clothes, slowly She fastened her belt, then turned around leisurely, looking at Yan Wanting who looked away with a disappointed look on his face.

"His Royal Highness entering Qiulian's room is like entering his own boudoir."

The implication is to remind Yan Wanting that when he comes back, he will knock on the door.

Yan Wanting licked his dry lips, raised his eyebrows and smiled at Xia Qiulian, went forward and put his arms around her waist, then buried his head on Xia Qiulian's shoulder, and took a deep breath.

"That's right, I will live in Fenglin Pavilion in the future."

Thinking of how long Yan Wanting had stared at her, Xia Qiulian felt shy, and the annoyance in her eyes had not faded away.

"Your Highness is really so bold."

Smelling the fragrance from Xia Qiulian's body, Yan Banting closed his eyes and swallowed, rubbing Xia Qiulian's jade shoulder, his tone trembling slightly.

"Qiu Lian, I think..."

Xia Qiulian seemed to have noticed Yan Wanting's emotion, and the delicate color on the face that was already lingering in the red cloud became a little darker. She gently pushed Yan Wanting, trying to divert her attention.

"Has Your Highness had dinner?"

Yan held Ting's hand, already restlessly walking around Xia Qiulian's waist.

But she obediently answered Xia Qiulian's question.

"No, I just came back from my uncle."

Xia Qiulian bit her lip and clenched the hand hanging by her side bit by bit.

"Fu'an can be found."

"Fu'an... Uncle Master."

Yan Wanting's movements stopped suddenly, she opened her eyes and lifted herself up from Xia Qiulian's body, her reddish eyes gradually filled with reason.

As soon as Fu'an and Master Uncle were mentioned, Yan Wanting seemed to have been poured with cold water. The person who was still in a daze just now frowned in an instant, biting his lips in embarrassment and pacing back and forth in front of Xia Qiulian.

Yan Wanting stopped, Xia Qiulian breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, she felt a little lost in her heart.

It turned out that when Yan Wanting was in love with her, could he control his emotions so freely?

Yan Wanting didn't know what Xia Qiulian was thinking, she just frowned more and more, and she looked a little confused.

Xia Qiulian asked softly.

"What's the matter, Your Highness is so anxious, could it be that something happened to the little imperial doctor of Fu'an?"

"It's true that something happened, and it's still a big deal."

Yan Wanting murmured, quickly looked up at Xia Qiulian, and asked eagerly.

"Qiu Lian, what do you think of the relationship between Uncle Shi and Fu'an?"

Xia Qiulian turned her head and thought for a while, then said.

"Senior Liaoci loves Fu'an very much, and Fuan is also very dependent and respectful to Senior Liaoci."

Yan Wanting took a deep breath with a complex expression, and sighed.

"Uncle Shi really dotes on Fu'an, and Uncle Shi has many apprentices, Fengyou and Fu'an are the ones she loves the most. If you compare the two of them, Uncle Shi is more partial to Fu'an."

Seeing that Yan Wanting was very troubled, Xia Qiulian simply laughed lightly and said.

"Fu'an was brought up by his predecessors, so his relationship is naturally more intimate than ordinary people. Why is your highness suddenly obsessed with this? Could it be that your highness has a taste."

Xia Qiulian's provocative method is especially useful for Yan Wanting. To put it lightly, Yan Wanting said it like beans in a bamboo tube.

"Why do I want to eat her taste? I don't know how to love Fu'an, but she loves her so much that she hurts on the bed. What do you want me to do..."

Xia Qiulian was taken aback, but still asked calmly.

"Huh? Your Highness has seen this matter with your own eyes."

Yan Wan never thought of hiding this from Xia Qiulian, so he waved his sleeves and sat down a little dejectedly, saying helplessly.

"I heard it with my own ears."

After sighing, Yan Wanting raised his head again, somewhat surprised by Xia Qiulian's.

"Qiu Lian, don't you find it surprising, Master Uncle and Fu An, they... I always think they love mother and daughter."

Xia Qiulian shook her head, sat beside Yan Wanting, raised her hand to pour her a cup of tea, and said calmly.

"Have you forgotten, Your Highness? Senior Ci is actually not much older than Fu'an. When Fu'an was raised, Senior himself was only a half-grown child. It is far from saying that they are mother and daughter. And they have been together day and night for more than ten years. Sleeping on the couch, even if you fall in love for a long time, it is not a strange thing."

"Even so, I still feel weird."

Yan Wanting knew what Xia Qiulian meant, but she always thought that she loved Fu'an like a daughter in order to resign.

Now all of a sudden they...

Yan Wanting naturally couldn't accept it.

Xia Qiulian's words were astonishing.

"Doesn't Your Highness feel that saying goodbye to your predecessors is to Fu'an, just like Concubine Chen is to Your Highness?"

When Yan Wanting heard Concubine Chen suddenly, her face froze for an instant, and her expression sank little by little. A trace of grief flashed in her downcast eyes, and she murmured.

"Auntie."

After Concubine Chen left, no one dared to mention Concubine Chen in front of Yan Wanting, just because they were afraid of causing her heartache.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Xia Qiulian knew that he had said the wrong thing.

Concubine Chen is the indelible grief in Yan Wanting's heart.

Seeing Yan Wanting's downcast expression, she bit her lip, stretched out her hand to cover Yan Wanting's hand, and said angrily.

"Your Highness, I..."

Yan Wanting didn't look up but just interrupted Xia Qiulian's words and said something lightly.

"I know you are careless."

Xia Qiulian knew that Yan Wanting was unhappy, so she got up and asked someone to ask the imperial chef to prepare dinner, and then delivered another.

Then he sat quietly beside Yan Wanting.

Yan Wanting's depressed mood lasted until after taking a bath, lying on the bed, still silent without saying a word.

Unlike usual, she hugged Xia Qiulian, but turned her back to Xia Qiulian and arched her body.

Xia Qiulian looked at Yan Wanting's back and sighed softly.

She leaned forward, put her face on Yan Wanting's back, and wrapped her hands around Yan Wanting's waist from behind.

she said softly.

"Yan Wanting, you really ignore me."

Yan Wanting remained motionless.

"Today is my fault, you tell me, what should I do to calm you down."

Yan Wanting's voice came muffled.

"I can tell you to do anything."

Xia Qiulian was taken aback, bit her lip, and responded softly.

"Ah."

"That's what you said."

Yan Wanting turned around suddenly, with a vicious tone, his eyes were frighteningly bright in the darkness.