097, One night love

097,

Nangong Feiran didn't show up during dinner. Yuchi Pingting could guess that he must still be immersed in the pain of losing his father, feeling depressed and unwilling to see people.

After dinner, Qiaoniang chatted with Yuchi Pingting for a long time, constantly asking questions about this and that, and even gossiping about whether she and Nangong Feiran had any romantic affairs outside the customs. Yuchi Pingting helplessly told her that we were in

Fighting against the Liao army is not about love.

In the end, Qiao Niang insisted on taking Mo Mo to sleep in her room, saying that she missed Mo Mo very much after not seeing her for several days. She didn't object when she saw Mo Mo, so Yuchi Pingting readily agreed.

Yuchi Pingting did not go back to her room directly, but went around to the incense hall in the backyard, where the memorial tablets of Nangong Feiran's grandparents and some people he had never met were enshrined. At this time, Nangong Feiran just stood in the hall with a decadent expression.

, which makes people feel distressed.

Yuchi Pingting walked in lightly, walked to Nangong Feiran, and said softly: "People can't be resurrected after death. I know it's useless, but I still want to say, don't be too sad." Her voice was warm.

Touching.

Nangong Feiran didn't speak, but suddenly turned his head, with a half-smile expression on his face, and a pair of bright eyes flashing with some strange light. Then a pair of sexy thin lips opened slightly: "I'm fine, you go first

Go back and wait for me, I'll be there in a minute." His tone was domineering and tough.

Yuchi Pingting was startled for a moment. She wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth and said nothing because Nangong Feiran's tone at this time actually made her feel that she was a little woman controlled by her husband, and she felt something strange in her heart.

When Nangong Feiran came to Yuchi Pingting's courtyard, it was late at night. In the room, Yuchi Pingting had taken off her makeup. She had long silky hair and was standing in the wind with the fragrance of bathing. She was wearing simple snow-colored pajamas.

, leaning against the window and looking at the moon, stroking it gently with her bare hands, thinking in her heart: He asked me to wait for him? Could it be that he is coming, but he just returned to the house tonight, shouldn't he go to Hua Ningmou first?

In Yuchi Pingting's bedroom, but thinking of Nangong Feiran going to Hua Ningmou's room, Yuchi Pingting felt a little jealous again.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Yuchi Pingting looked back and saw Nangong Feiran, dressed in a dark jade robe, holding his chest, his wheat-colored face flushed, stroking his chin as he walked in thoughtfully.

The two maids who were waiting in the room were busy bowing and saying hello.

Nangong Feiran hummed, without even raising his head, he waved his hand to signal them to go down.

Yuchi Pingting breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't know what she was nervous about. She felt that what she was thinking was strange. It seemed that she and Nangong Feiran were not so nervous and entangled on the day they got married... Yuchi Pingting

She stretched out her hand to roll up her hair and adjusted the brocade-red skirt she was wearing. She looked decent yet charming. Yuchi Pingting stepped forward and gave a blessing ceremony politely: "Welcome the Crown Prince!" Her tone was not salty.

Light and calm.

Three steps away, a strong smell of alcohol rushed towards me.

Yuchi Pingting thought to herself that he had been drinking. When he went to the Xiangtang after dinner, he had not yet drank.

It turned out that Nangong Feiran had a good drink with Nangong Feiqing after coming out of the Xiangtang, and then came to Yuchi Pingting's bedroom.

Nangong Feiran ignored Yuchi Pingting's salute. He thought to himself, this woman has been in the palace for almost half a year and he has never seen her salute to him. What happened today? But he had no time to think about it because he came today.

, was here to make up for it. He wanted to make up for her a wedding night, so he instructed Qiao Niang in advance to take Mo Mo away, and then went straight to sit down on the armchair in the flower hall.

Yuchi Pingting didn't know the purpose of Nangong Feiran coming here tonight, but she felt vaguely longing for something in her heart. After all, she and Nangong Feiran were no longer the same as before. But the thought of dealing with a man on such a night didn't seem very good.

It was easy, and if Mo Mo was here, he could use Mo Mo as a shield, but that boy was so obedient today that he left with others.

Yuchi Pingting was in a state of confusion. She felt that she had never been so confused when facing a powerful enemy. Despite this, she still smiled indifferently and nodded, her eyes filled with joy.

The room was quiet, with a faint moonlight coming in from the window. She walked up with a smile, poured a cup of tea for Nangong Feiran and offered it to her. She thought, considering that you are suffering from the pain of losing your father today, I will be accommodating to you.

So he said: "Your Majesty, are you exhausted? Come and have a cup of tea!"

Nangong Feiran leaned on the back of the chair, closed his sword eyes, and frowned lightly, still paying no attention.

Damn, why does this guy love to show off so much?

Yuchi Pingting stared at the tea cup in her hand and began to curse in her heart.

The bridal chamber was eerily quiet. What was he thinking? Looking at his strange expression, what on earth did he want to do tonight...

Of course, Yuchi Pingting had no way of knowing. After standing there for a while, she couldn't help but place the teacup heavily on the table next to Nangong Feiran and said, "Do you like it or not?"

"Is there any wife like you..."

This time, he ignored it and just spoke in a very cold tone, but with a hint of teasing...

But she finally interrupted his thoughts.

Nangong Feiran raised his head and looked, and saw that the woman in front of him had changed out of her coat and was wearing a very voluptuous maroon waist skirt. Her bun was slightly slanted, and her beautiful eyes flashed, giving off a somewhat lazy and charming look.

This was the princess he was marrying, but he severely humiliated her on the wedding night. Yes, for a woman, it was such a humiliation for her husband not to come on the wedding night. But during the time they were together, he

Gradually, he discovered that his wife in name only seemed to be getting more and more beautiful, charming, and charming...

The window was half open, the night breeze blew in slowly, and wisps of dark fragrance floated and dispersed.

Nangong Feiran smelled a pleasant wild chrysanthemum fragrance, very light and very light, coming from her body - this woman has a quiet and leisurely beauty, her facial features are so delicate, and her figure is so graceful, she may not have a stunning appearance.

, it’s quite interesting. Why have I never paid close attention to it before?

Nangong Feiran turned his head again, leaned on the armrest, and looked at this woman. This was his woman, but he had been indifferent to her for too long.

Yuchi Pingting was a little out of breath, thinking that Nangong Feiran had probably drunk too much today, and a drunk man would fall asleep as long as he was helped to the bed, so she gently untied his hand with her bare hands.

Clothes belt, when she got closer, all she could smell was the smell of alcohol on his body, which made her dizzy and her heart jumped unconsciously. However, she did not know that the man in front of her, who was known as the God of War, could not drink a thousand cups.

drunk.

Extremely fast!

It's so fast that my fingertips tremble.

I really didn’t expect that one day, she would undress him and really serve him like a wife, but what else should I do and leave him alone? The girls were all sent out by him, but in the end

The important thing is that now, she cares about Nangong Feiran in her heart.

"What are you thinking about? Staying like this?"

Patting her stunned face with his hand, Nangong Feiran squinted at the attractive face beneath him. A pair of jet-black eyes filled with a hint of purple, very beautiful.

Only then did Yuchi Pingting come back to her senses. She would not tell him what was on her mind. Instead, she frowned and looked at him: "As for the prince, I was just wondering if the prince came here to make fun of me."

The smell of alcohol is here..."

Her voice was a little crisp, but also a little coquettish, with a hint of understanding, and she looked straight at him, her eyes bright and dazzling.

There was indeed something very special about her, and her deep bright eyes attracted him deeply.

Thinking of this, he raised his eyebrows and smiled self-deprecatingly. He touched her face with his strong fingers, which were as smooth as silk. He said, "Are you drunk? Tell me, what anger does this prince have against you?"

"Sa? I want to love you well but it's not too late..." Nangong Feiran said what was in his heart through the alcohol.

Yuchi Pingting's body visibly stiffened, and she smiled dryly, trying to avoid it: "Your Majesty, this is forcing someone to do something difficult! I'm not a roundworm in your belly, how can I know what you think? Also, Your Majesty, are you sure you haven't run away?

Wrong room?" Yuchi Pingting always thought Nangong Feiran was strange, but she didn't know that she herself was also very strange.

Yuchi Pingting put her slender hands against his thick chest, trying her best to prevent him from getting closer, but through her palms, a wave of heat hit her.

Is she welcoming or rejecting?

Nangong Feiran raised his eyebrows and looked at it, his hand already caressing the exquisite curves - this body was very fragrant, and it had unknowingly aroused his interest.

He suddenly had the urge to go to bed. Ever since he came back from Yong'an Pass, he felt that he had this need very much, but he was sure that what he was thinking about was definitely not Hua Ningmou, but his wife Yuchi Pingting in name only.

Today is such a good night, so I can't let it go.

"Yes, I am angry..." The man's tone seemed like that of a child trying to control his anger.

"Oh? What's the matter? It's better to tell him." Yuchi Pingting was not in the mood to care about what kind of anger he was angry with, but now she had to divert his attention, so she talked to him desperately and dragged him away for a while.

When you go to bed, you will naturally fall asleep quickly when you are drunk. This way you will save yourself a big trouble. Really, why are you having a convulsion in the middle of the night?

"I'm unhappy, but no one cares about me. You don't care about me at all, and you don't feel sorry for me at all..." Nangong Feiran said incoherently, as if he was drunk.

Yuchi Pingting was speechless and almost shouted: "Why should I care about you and feel sorry for you? Do you care about me and feel sorry for me?" But she still held back and did not say it. You are too overbearing.

Going to Yong'an Pass to bring you back after all the trouble is called not caring about you, Nangong Feiran, you are really in trouble today.

But Yuchi Pingting didn't want to deal with a drunkard now. She knew that drunk people were like children and had to be coaxed. She must not challenge them. Just coax them. So she took the opportunity to talk to him: "Then I have to coax them."

What can we do to calm the prince's anger?" Yuchi Pingting was confused as to how she could say these words. But if she heard Nangong Feiran's answer, she would definitely swallow these words alive.

Yuchi Pingting didn't notice the cunning look in Nangong Feiran's eyes, but she said calmly: "It's not difficult to calm down my prince's anger. Just serve me well!"

Thunder! Thunder is rolling! Yuchi Pingting was stunned. But Nangong Feiran didn't seem to be finished yet.

The man stretched out his hand and pulled off her belt skillfully... which caused her to gasp in shock. Only then did she finally lose her composure.

Seeing the pink color under his hands, he gave a low smile, very happy, and said "Huh" teasingly: "So you can be ashamed, I thought you were born to be so calm.

!”

After saying this, he started to trouble her even more.

Yuchi Pingting bit her lip, she was angry and funny, her heartbeat was beating fast, and her thoughts were racing. She tried to push him away a few times, so she had to find a reason to call out: "Your Majesty, please don't rush to bed... How about I wait on you first?"

Are you going to take a bath? To be honest, this person smells like alcohol...it's weird, and it makes me feel uncomfortable when I'm drunk..."

How dare you dislike him?

"No need...I can't wait any longer..."

The clothes fell down, revealing half of her chest, which showed a ### color under the soft brilliance of the night pearl.
To be continued...