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Youyou woke up, it was already late at night, Yan Banting moved slightly, his arms were exposed in the air.

A chill seemed to be wrapped around the blade, hitting the skin, causing cold pain.

It's no wonder that Qiu Lian's cold disease will attack, even the sky in Qingzhou has changed.

Xia Qiulian's body was wrapped in a thick brocade quilt and hugged by Yan Wanting, but it was still a bit cool, as if it was not warm.

Yan Wanting didn't care about waking Xia Qiulian, so he moved slightly and sat up, calling softly outside the closed door.

"Come on."

"The servant is here, what orders does His Highness have?"

There was a submissive response from outside.

Yan Wanting touched his drowsy forehead and ordered.

"Call someone to bring the stove. It's really cold in this room. Then tell someone to call the imperial chef. They will bring two bowls of egg drop porridge in a while."

This sleep was really long, from noon to midnight, nothing more than a headache, and I even felt a little hungry in my stomach.

Yan Wanting leaned against the bed and looked down at Xia Qiulian.

But it happened to meet Xia Qiulian's hazy and deep eyes.

"You are hungry."

Xia Qiulian's eyes looked at Yan Wanting quietly, behind a hazy tiredness, there was a touch of tenderness.

Yan Wanting nodded, she lay down, stretched out her hand to hide even a crack in the brocade quilt, and said softly.

"Well, are you hungry? They will bring egg drop porridge in a while."

"I'm not hungry."

Xia Qiulian moved, whether it was intentional or unintentional, the corner of the quilt that was pressed just now was raised again.

Yan Wanting frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to tuck it away, and Chong Ni gave Xia Qiulian a slight reproachful look.

"Don't move around, it's cold."

Xia Qiulian wrinkled her nose, under the dim candlelight, on her fair and delicate face, she looked as if she had been wronged, her eyes were drawn down, and the corners of her lips were slightly curled down.

She murmured softly, with a drawn-out sound, as if she was complaining or acting like a baby.

"numb"

Xia Qiulian, who was a little bit wronged and coquettish, had innocent anger in her eyes, and her delicate face was flushed because she had been buried in Yan Wanting's arms.

She is like the most charming and luxurious treasure in the world, people can't help but surrender and dedicate all the best things to her

Yan Wanting suppressed the throbbing in her heart, she looked at Xia Qiulian with hot eyes, but she suppressed her voice and asked softly.

"Where it's numb, I'll rub it for you."

"leg."

Xia Qiulian moved again, and her leg was slowly lifted under the brocade quilt, and pressed against Yan Banting's leg.

"Rub it for you."

Yan Wanting raised his lips and smiled, and half sat up, Xia Qiulian sat up with him, leaning on the soft pillow of the bed just like Yan Wanting did, with his legs across Yan Wanting's lap.

She straightened the brocade quilt covering her body, and turned her head to look at Yan Wanting, who was lowering her head and rubbing her legs earnestly.

Yan Wanting's hands were very warm, like a small stove, and his hot skin was pressed against Xia Qiulian's slightly numb calf, gently massaging.

The technique was good, and the paralyzed muscles were reloaded and awakened.

Xia Qiulian was very thin, even her calves were too thin, but her skin was firm and soft, as smooth as the best suet jade in the world.

Yan Wanting is very serious, like a little maid serving her master, she is careful and gentle.

Xia Qiulian reached out and touched Yan Banting's increasingly ruddy face. She felt that her warm hand was hot, so she didn't take it away. She played with Yan Banting's face with her fingers, pinching and pinching gently from time to time.

The majestic and dignified princess outside, in her palm, is like a kitten that loves to rub against people, half-closed her eyes while rubbing her legs while rubbing against Xia Qiulian's palm.

"What did Cao Yi tell you today?"

Yan Wanting paused, her hands stopped moving, and she turned her head to look at Xia Qiulian.

"You want to know?"

Xia Qiulian moved her feet and gently rubbed against Yan Banting's hand, as if signaling her to continue pinching.

"Well, what did he tell you?"

Yan Wanting raised his lips and smiled, pretending to be joking and speaking frivolously.

"He asked me to marry him."

Xia Qiulian's eyes narrowed, and her originally lazy expression was slightly stiff. She looked at Yan Banting's smiling side face, withdrew her hand, and asked lightly.

"Isn't he broken sleeves? Why do you want to marry him?"

Yan Wanting chuckled, quite silly.

"Maybe it's because I'm obsessed with Ben Gong's beauty."

Xia Qiulian kicked Yan Wanting's hand away, snorted softly, and lay down, with her back to Yan Wanting.

"Don't talk nonsense, tell me the truth."

Yan Wanting turned sideways, stretched out his hand to support his forehead, and asked with a smile.

"Why, could it be that Qiu Lian doesn't think Ben Gong is beautiful?"

Xia Qiulian seemed a little angry, and frowned with her back to Yan Banting.

"Can you tell me the truth and not lie to me, what did Mr. Cao tell you?"

"He said....."

Yan Wanting lowered his head and picked up a strand of Xia Qiulian's black hair, playing with it in his hand.

"what did he say."

Xia Qiulian turned around, looking at Yan Wanting seriously with her cold face.

Yan Wanting sighed lightly.

"He said he would make a deal with me, but Jiang Xunyan didn't believe him, fearing that he would turn his back on him and be hired by Yan State. Cao Yi then asked me to play a big show with him, to get married, to marry against him."

Xia Qiulian took the conversation.

"Let Tianyi Pavilion and Yan Guo be in the same situation, so that Jiang Xunyan can trust him."

Yan Wanting nodded.

"Well, that's true."

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Xia Qiulian frowned, a little worried.

"But really, your reputation..."

Yan Wanting shook his head with a wry smile, and said seriously.

"It is the reputation of the Yan Kingdom."

Xia Qiulian straightened up and looked at Yan Wanting.

"If this is the case, you will become the laughing stock of the world, and he never thought about your embarrassment."

Yan Wanting looked at Xia Qiulian helplessly, stroked the side of her face lightly, and said softly.

"He is a businessman. For him, profit is the most important thing."

Xia Qiulian was decisive.

"No."

"He gave me three days to think about it."

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Xia Qiulian was very determined.

"If you don't think about it, it won't work anyway."

Yan Wanting has gentle eyebrows, bright eyes, and a clearer smile.

"You are reluctant."

Xia Qiulian nodded slightly, then shook her head again.

"It's not yet such a necessary time, why should you damage your reputation, if the gain outweighs the loss."

Yan Wanting lowered his head and said softly.

"Well, maybe."

But Xia Qiulian suddenly reached out and pinched her cheeks on both sides, forcing her to look up at her, staring into her eyes and saying seriously.

"Don't think about it."

"Haha."

Yan Wanting laughed, she took Xia Qiulian's hand and put it on her chest with a playful look.

"Why, you are really afraid that I will marry him."

Xia Qiulian's face flushed slightly, but her expression was cold and indifferent, she pursed her lips and pulled her hands away.

"I'm just weighing the pros and cons for you."

Yan Wanting snorted softly, and pressed Xia Qiulian's hand tightly.

"Tough mouth."

Xia Qiulian stiffened her voice, pretending to be serious and reprimanded.

"Let go."

Yan Wanting approached with a smile.

"Don't let it go."

"Yan Wanting!"

Xia Qiulian tilted her head back slightly, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyes were twinkling.

Yan Wanting was not afraid of Xia Qiulian's pretentiousness at all, and reached out and gently pressed Xia Qiulian's back of the head.

"Don't lean back, what if you twist your neck for a while."

Yan Wanting got closer and closer, her breath gently sprayed on Xia Qiulian's face, warm and hot.

"Then you, stay away."

"it is good."

Yan Wanting's eyes flashed, and he answered, but lowered his head and kissed.

Xia Qiulian's hand rested lightly on Yan Wanting's chest. She wanted to push it away, but she put it down again.