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Even the "Zen Heart" has come out. It seems that beauty is really harmful to the body.

Lu Mingyuan sighed inwardly, his eyes passing over the snow-white and slender jade neck, resting on Yang Yingchan's flower-like face, and laughed softly:

"Sister-in-law, Happy New Year."

Yang Yingchan moved her head and murmured: "Well, happy New Year, uncle."

"My sister-in-law won't blame me for not being able to call you for the big banquet."

Lu Mingyuan said with piercing eyes.

"Don't dare."

Yang Yingchan moved her eyes elsewhere, not wanting Lu Mingyuan to see the bitterness in her eyes.

In fact, Lu Mingyuan did not invite her to the New Year's Eve dinner, which made her very disappointed. At the same time, she envied Lu Mingyuan's family to reunite in the New Year and be happy with his wife.

After all, she is an outsider and cannot interfere in other people's lives. She also feels bad for a widow to destroy such an atmosphere.

New Year, to her, is a word that is both so far away and so close. Since she came to Dayan Capital, she has never had a comfortable New Year. Lu Changfeng, a beast, only cares about his own enjoyment. During the Chinese New Year, Meiji had a lot of wine and he didn't dare to take a concubine, so he kept a concubine in the golden house and raised a bunch of women outside, but she could only be trapped in the house like a canary, looking up at next year's moon. .

Thinking of this, Yang Yingchan couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

Especially when looking at Lu Mingyuan, who was as handsome as jade and with a jade tree in front of him, he couldn't help but feel aggrieved. He wanted to throw himself directly into Lu Mingyuan's arms and cry happily.

"It's not that I don't dare, but I don't know how. It seems that my sister-in-law still has resentment towards me." Lu Mingyuan sighed softly.

Yang Yingchan suppressed the emotions in her heart and said solemnly: "My uncle can come to see me on New Year's Eve. I am already very happy. This year, His Highness has been taking care of and protecting me in the cold palace, including Wang Guifei. There is no concubine." The concubine dares to pick fights and cause trouble. From now on, I will have to rely on my brother-in-law for correspondence with my father. I am really grateful. How can I ask for more? If I need anything in the future, I can use my sister-in-law's place. "

After saying that, she couldn't help but blush slightly, feeling that her words were somewhat ambiguous. If His Highness fell in love with her, would she still sacrifice herself?

The more she thought about it, the redder her pretty face turned, and her already charming face looked more like a blooming peach blossom, looking very delicate and charming.

Seeing the beautiful appearance of his sister-in-law in front of him, Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but feel swaying.

"Sister-in-law, you're welcome. I'm just saying it in all fairness. It's easy to help my sister-in-law."

He saw through what Yang Yingchan was thinking, and he understood that this was his sister-in-law's last reserve and pride as Princess Zhao.

As a man, he should break this layer of reserve.

Yang Yingchan, as the daughter of the King of Zhenbei, although she looks inconspicuous now, she is just a hostage.

But if Dayan falls into a chaotic war and his father dies, the 300,000 troops on the border will be the best aid.

The King of Zhenbei had only one official wife for half his life. After giving birth to such a biological daughter, the status of his future wives would not be as good as that of his ex-wife. No matter how many adopted sons he had, they could not make up for the weight of his biological daughter.

Thinking of this, Lu Mingyuan put one hand on Yang Yingchan's shoulder.

He clearly noticed that Yang Yingchan's delicate body stiffened, and from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of her fists clenching nervously, but she had no intention of resisting.

Lu Mingyuan noticed her little thoughts and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, does she like me?"

"No, no."

Yang Yingchan looked away in panic, not daring to look into Lu Mingyuan's eyes.

But in fact, she stayed awake most of the night and kept watching by the window because she longed to see Lu Mingyuan at the end of the New Year.

She hadn't realized that ever since she went to Qingzhu Hall to study every night, she would see people and miss them. She thought about them in her heart. During those days, when she slept alone at night, she saw Lu Mingyuan in her dreams more than once.

In other words, Yang Yingchan was already aware of it, but was unable to stop the development of this feeling. She could only selectively ignore it. Now that the love is deeply rooted, it is already too late.

Lu Mingyuan smiled softly, turned around and blew out the candle, kicked off his boots, sat on the bed, put a pair of small hands on his chest, and whispered:

"don't want."

This voice was so complicated, mixed with timidity, anxiety, a desire to refuse, and a hint of pleading.

Yang Yingchan still retained a trace of reason. If people in the palace discovered what she had done, how would she be able to gain a foothold in the palace in the future.

His sister-in-law looked at him in the dark. Lu Mingyuan looked at her in silence for a long time. Finally, he whispered:

"Sister-in-law, don't be afraid, I'm here."

He took out the "Separation Talisman between Heaven and Earth" given by Luo Ying from his sleeve and enveloped the main hall.

Even Luo Ying could not have imagined that the talisman she gave to Lu Mingyuan before the New Year to carry out eavesdropping missions would be used in such a place.

Yang Yingchan stared at him in silence for a long time, and the hand on his chest became weak.

Lu Mingyuan could somewhat understand her thoughts. She was timid and uneasy, afraid of her own future and afraid that he would be held accountable. This woman was too timid when she stayed in the capital, and now she was like a weak white rabbit.

However, Lu Mingyuan believed that he would be safest only if he and Princess Zhao did something.

Father is relieved.

He had already sensed something was wrong when his previous visit to Wenguyuan was rejected. He had threatened Lu Yunqing's path to becoming emperor, and some people did not want to see him leave the palace.

If you continue like this, the stains on your body will become less and less, and sooner or later you will change, so how can you do that?

Originally, Lu Mingyuan planned to wait for the day when Yang Yingchan took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, but now it seems that the plan has changed. It was forced by the situation, and it was half-delayed.

Lu Mingyuan pinched a corner of the quilt and lifted it with force. With a "swish" sound, the thick quilt spread out, covering everything.

Then, there was a fierce struggle in the quilt, which lasted for a while, and the jade belt of the python suit was thrown out from the gap in the quilt.

I don't know what happened, but after another struggle, a white singlet and red skirt were thrown out.

Soon, a lot of clothes were scattered on the ground, including the woman's private underwear.

Half an hour later, the breathing in the darkness gradually calmed down, and a thin, hoarse voice with a worried tone came from the quilt:

"Will Your Highness dislike me?"

"how could be."

Lu Mingyuan raised his eyebrows, pressing his chest tightly against his sister-in-law's smooth jade back.

He put his arms around Yang Yingchan's waist, smelled the fragrance in her hair, and whispered, "Would you like to go out and wash yourself?"

"Okay."

Yang Yingchan replied in an extremely small voice.

Putting on their unlined clothes, the two of them walked out of the side door of the dormitory and looked outside. They found that it was snowing heavily outside, which was covered with red glazed tiles and black eaves. Snowflakes filled the sky and intertwined into a white curtain. Occasionally, there are winter plums standing in the wind and snow, which is a good picture of winter plums in heavy snow.

Lu Mingyuan stood behind Yang Yingchan, placing his big hands on the other's shoulders. The martial arts essence in his hands was extremely hot, so the two of them did not feel cold.

Yang Yingchan faced the snowflakes and said with emotion: "What a beautiful snow scene. This year's heavy snow came too late. I don't know how long it will last."

The second half of the sentence is a bit sad.

Lu Mingyuan noticed the metaphor in his words, and comforted her softly in her ear: "If we can get together in the snow one day, we will grow old together in this life."

"So sister-in-law, it's not too late."

When Yang Yingchan heard this poem, she was shocked and murmured: "I will be exposed to snow in the future, but this life will be considered a white one."

His eyes suddenly softened and softened, then wandered again and again, and his eyes were so soft that they were almost wired.

Facing the heavy snow, the two came to the hot pool in the side hall.

The steam is swirling, and the artificial hot spring is a little hot, but it's just right for this kind of weather.

At first, the two of them just washed their bodies normally. After about half a stick of incense, a hot body came close to them and whispered:

"Uncle, I found that there is a place that cannot be cleaned."

"Where."

As soon as Lu Mingyuan turned his head, he found a warm face covering his mouth. It was such a passionate kiss. Although the movements were clumsy, they were more positive than anything else.

Although he was prepared for a protracted war, he did not expect that the situation would develop like this. It was simply unreasonable.

The two sides held on for twenty breaths before letting go. Yang Yingchan's skin was on fire and her face was as red as a burning fire.

In Lu Mingyuan's eyes, is this still the dignified, calm and composed Princess Zhao of the past?

Looking at such a beautiful woman, with her eyelashes fluttering in front of her, and her soft and jade-like hands on his chest, Lu Mingyuan waved his big hand, causing a large splash of water, and the two of them sank straight down.

Only the hot springs were left bubbling.

Dawn breaks, the first day of the new year.

Yang Yingchan put on her robe, opened the window, and let the cold wind flow into the room, blowing her messy hair and her collar, making the snow looming.

She stared blankly at the faintly white sky in the east, recalling everything that happened in the second half of the night, and it suddenly seemed like a dream.

The first New Year is spent by two people together, tasting the nectar for a long time, and the feelings that they don't want to admit but are real.

If the time were pushed forward a year, if someone said that she would fall in love with this dandy boy who had no knowledge and skills and was living in a brothel, she would definitely sneer at him.

But fate is so wonderful. She was destined to never forget the experience of rolling in quilt last night.

"Its daybreak?"

The man behind him rubbed his eyes and yawned.

Just as Yang Yingchan was about to speak, a pair of arms wrapped around her waist. Looking at Lu Mingyuan's face, her heart flashed with a feeling of relief, fear, and worry.

"Did your Highness truly express what you said last night?"

She was afraid that Lu Mingyuan was with her just because of her identity and just to take advantage of her.

Lu Mingyuan sniffed the fragrance between her hair and said with a smile: "Although I, Lu Mingyuan, am not a good person, I never break my words."

"Sister-in-law, don't worry. From now on, you don't have to be afraid of anything."

After saying that, leave a kiss on the other person's face.

Afterwards, he got up and changed his clothes. Looking at the bronze mirror, he looked very good, energetic and comfortable.

His gaze gradually became deeper.

"Today is the banquet of all nations, the demon-slaying conference. Envoys from all countries will be here, and many princes will be present. This is also the only time I will appear in front of all countries, so I need to keep a low profile."