You can feel the warm body temperature of a man on his cheeks.

His large handcuff was on her shoulder, and she, leaning against his chest, could hear his heartbeat.

Two people are together defenseless, like two natural poles.

The perfect fit from body to heart made Ji Yuan out of control.

He hugged the soft girl in his arms as if he were holding another lost part of himself.

He fell asleep, but instinctively regarded the girl as his treasure, and held it in his arms and did not allow others to covet it.

Ji Yuan woke up from sleep, and it was the palace people outside who whispered.

"Saint, it's time to go to court."

This night, he didn't sleep for long, but when he woke up like this, his body seemed to be satisfied, and his spirit was refreshed.

Look at the girl like a cat, snuggled in the crook of his arm.

Ji Yuan got up and unconsciously lightened his movements.

He went out and asked the palace people to dress him.

He didn't mean to call the girl to get up and serve, the smell that permeated this palace was also quite strong, and the saint was obviously very satisfied last night, tossing so late......

The palace people have eyes, so they don't mention this rule, and just pretend that they don't know anything.

*

Ji Yuan came out of Chunhua Palace.

In the palace at dawn, a bright light rose in the east.

It was a little cool in the morning, and the coolness blew in his face, and sitting on the imperial chariot, Ji Yuan suddenly reacted.

Why was he so kind to Ling Wangxi?

Obviously, Ling Wangxi was just a plaything after his rebirth, he could spoil her on the face, but on the inside, he was a cold bystander, watching how she was spoiled by him on the clouds, carried away, and then pulled down by the Ling family.

Last night, why did you really get sammed?

Obviously, he could only care about his own comfort, but he deliberately suppressed it and climbed to the clouds with her.

And in the morning, I didn't call her out of the fact that I could spoil him, but from the heart.

That's not good!

Ji Yuan's brows twisted slightly.

The Zhengwu Hall was already close in front of him, and his brows stretched indifferently, returning to the expressionless state of the Yin Owl.

*

Xia Ling slept and woke up naturally, which was really comfortable.

When Ji Yuan got up, of course she was a little conscious.

But since Ji Yuan didn't call her, Xia Ling pretended not to know.

The smell that permeated the palace showed that the battle was fierce last night.

Xia Ling frowned.

She didn't wake up, and of course they didn't dare to come in and clean up in the early spring.

"Early spring." Xia Ling shouted.

The palace door was pushed open, and the early spring, whose face was slightly red, came in and waited.

Xia Ling: "I'm up, it's time to clean up and let the palace maids clean up." ”

Hatsuharu: "Yes. ”

*

For several days in a row, Ji Yuan turned over the signs of Chunhua Palace.

Sometimes, he obviously wanted to be wet with rain and dew, looking at the brand, and when he came back to his senses, he was already on the way to Chunhua Palace.

Ling Wangxi seemed to have a kind of magic in his body, so he couldn't get enough of her.

He knows the taste of marrow in her, and he can't get tired of it for a while, and Ji Yuan doesn't wronged himself.

Chunhua Palace has the posture of the six palaces alone.

There are only three concubines in this palace, and on the other side of Qiushi Palace, Jiang Er eats and drinks every day, and he doesn't ask about other things at all.

And as an ambitious concubine, Xie Luoyan of Chunlu Palace naturally couldn't stay still.

*

Half a month later, early spring and early summer finally inspected the Chunhua Palace.

Now in this Chunhua Palace, from the inside to the outside, they have not let go of the corners and cracks, confirming that the palace is clean and clean, and there will be no residual selfishness, which can harm Xia Ling.

Early this morning, the sun was shining outside the palace.

Xia Ling leaned against the window and read.