Yuan Zhao's kiss broke away immediately, but before she could completely leave, a pair of hands pressed on her waist.
The sky spun and the earth spun, and a domineering and fierce aura came over like an overwhelming force.
She went from being proactive to being passive.
The two people's breathing was already tangled together.
In the previous few nights, Huo Yan just slept with her in his arms with her clothes on, and the most he did was kiss her.
They were no longer children, so Yuan Zhao naturally knew that he wanted more.
But Huo Yan has been enduring it.
Tonight, perhaps because of Yuan Zhao's initiative, he was almost out of control.
Her clothes were thrown randomly on the couch, and Huo Yan's kiss slowly moved from her lips to her ear.
Heat gushed onto her neck.
Huo Yan's lips were attached to her earlobe, and he felt the person under him shudder.
The jade-smooth skin was within reach, his eyes were dark and heavy, and the two of them were almost touching skin to skin.
He did not take any further action, but instead opened his teeth and gently bit the earlobe near his lips.
Yuan Zhao groaned in pain, her breathing still disordered, and whispered, "What are you doing?"
Huo Yan's thin lips were lightly touching her ear. He knew that was her particularly sensitive spot.
His voice was hoarse, and he simply asked, "What are you doing in the palace today?"
He naturally noticed that she was different tonight. Although she had not been away for the past few days, he had a clear grasp of her whereabouts.
Originally, she thought that she came to the palace today just to pay her respects to His Majesty, but now it seems that something must have happened in the palace today.
Yuan Zhao did not answer.
Her father had not yet agreed to grant the marriage, and she wanted to wait until the dust settled before telling Huo Yan.
But after Huo Yan mentioned this, she thought of her conversation with Emperor Xuan.
So she took the initiative to hug him and asked half-jokingly, "Ayan, if you become my consort, what will happen if your brother takes away your military power in the future?"
Huo Yan stopped moving, raised his hand and pinched the chin of the person in his arms, then used a little force to turn her face to the other side so that she was facing him.
The two looked at each other.
Although they were very close, his dark eyes were deep, and the lust had faded completely.
"What did His Majesty say to you?"
After thinking about it, this should be the only possibility.
Seeing that he was serious, Yuan Zhao put his arms around his neck and leaned over to kiss him.
"You don't need my father to tell me. There are countless examples of emperors being wary of military commanders..."
Her proactive kiss did not make Huo Yan move. He stared at her and said, "If he wants military power, he has all kinds of reasons."
Now that Yuan Cheng has not yet ascended the throne, he still needs Huo Yan's support, so the two of them are naturally as good as before.
But in the next few decades, the king's heart is as deep as the sea, and the world is changing. Who can predict for sure?
How could Huo Yan not know? He lowered his eyes, and his sharp features softened a little under Yuan Zhao's gaze.
"On the contrary, with you in the middle, perhaps there will be less suspicion between the emperor and his ministers."
Yuan Zhao turned her head, and her long hair fell behind her like a waterfall, making her skin look even more rosy.
Huo Yan lowered his head slightly and kissed her slender neck.
It was like a mixture of love and hate, so I used a little more force.
Yuan Zhao couldn't stand his constant teasing and felt a little annoyed, and was about to glare at him.
In the blink of an eye, she met his scrutinizing gaze.
She felt inexplicably guilty and averted her eyes.
"Zhao Zhao." He called softly, his voice deep, lustful and alluring.
"You're hiding something from me."
…
The warm atmosphere in the bedroom faded a little.
Yuan Zhao and Huo Yan looked at each other and denied it, "No."
Huo Yan's eyes were fixed on her face, trying to find some clues.
He didn't expose her.
Because even Yuan Zhao herself didn't notice that when she felt guilty, her gaze towards others would be particularly focused.
Huo Yan grew up with her and had seen her with this expression too many times in the teacher's class.
The same thing happened when I did something I shouldn't have done behind his back.
She didn't know that this was how she would look tonight.
Huo Yan sat up slightly, and Yuan Zhao actually saw his body under his underwear for the first time.
Her figure can be said to be perfect, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.
The shoulders and abdomen are all strong muscles.
There was space between the two of them, and Yuan Zhao turned red from his face to his neck.
"Are you really not hiding anything from me?" Huo Yan continued to ask.
Yuan Zhao shook his head and said affirmatively: "No."
He curled his lips and chuckled, seemingly not caring about the lies she said.
He rolled over and lay down, restraining his aura and speaking casually, "Then prove it to me."
Yuan Zhao turned and stared at the person lying next to her, his face full of confusion.
Proof? How?
…
The next day, Yuan Zhao slept until the sun was high in the sky.
She opened her eyes and found that the place beside her was cold. It seemed that she had been gone for a while.
I raised my sore arm and the memories of last night came back to me.
Even she couldn't help but secretly curse Huo Yan for being treacherous in her heart.
What proof... She was almost struggling...
He was so tired that he couldn't even lift his hands, but he still seemed unsatisfied and continued to toss and turn until almost dawn.
When Huo Yan held her in his arms and slept simply before, she still had doubts in her heart.
This doubt completely disappeared after last night.
When Yuan Zhao was too tired to sleep, he said that he could march and fight for days and nights without sleep, coaxing her and enticing her to continue.
Even so, he still held the last line of defense.
Except for the last step, I did everything that should and shouldn't be done, and I still feel unsatisfied.
Yuan Zhao couldn't even imagine what would happen if...
Hearing her movement, Gan Tang came in from outside.
She held the ointment in her hand and handed it over, pursing her lips and smiling, "Your Highness... This is what the general ordered for your Highness to use this morning..."
Yuan Zhao closed his eyes, his ears burning red.
Gan Tang smiled and changed the subject to business. "Your Highness, Princess Beiqiang came this morning and said she wanted to say goodbye to Your Highness."
"Goodbye?" Yuan Zhao got out of bed and put on his clothes, a little surprised. "They're leaving?"
Gan Tang helped her tidy up her clothes. "Yes, Wang Ji said that Prince Jing made a last-minute decision and is going back to Northern Qiang."
"When do you leave?"
"Prince Jing is going to see His Majesty today and will depart tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
So urgent?
But it’s okay, Yuan Zhao thought of Helian Yu, the thunder that might explode at any time.
The sooner they leave, the fewer people will notice the similarities between Helian Yu and Huo Zhengze.
This way, the matter can be delayed until the people Yuan Cheng sent to Beiqiang bring back news.
After Yuan Zhao finished washing up, he said to Gan Tang, "Go and invite Princess Wang to the flower hall."
Jing Yang was originally talking to Yuan Nan'an in her room, and Helian Yu came with her to bid farewell to the princess.
But he went to find Yuan Musheng and hasn't come yet.
So Jingyang went to the flower hall first.
As soon as Yuan Zhao sat down in the flower hall, Biyun came over to report to her.
"Your Highness, Madam Xie and Madam Huo are here."
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