Yun Xiangye threw herself into Gu Yan's arms with great gratitude.
Seeing Yun Xiangye throwing herself into his arms, Gu Yan chuckled, glanced at Nuonuo who was sleeping soundly beside him, then picked up Yun Xiangye horizontally and took her to the small couch behind the screen.
Gu Yan lowered his head and kissed Yun Xiangye's lips, "Now that I've given you the Red Book and Iron Certificate, please stop making trouble with me."
Yun Xiangye frowned and wanted to argue with Gu Yan that she was not making trouble.
But after all, the imperial seal and iron certificate were more important, so Yun Xiangye simply put her arm around Gu Yan's neck and softly replied, "Yes."
Gu Yan was very pleased. After returning to Chang'an, it was rare for Yun Xiangye to be so gentle and considerate.
Gu Yan untied the knot of Yun Xiangye's clothes with his fingers and bit her shoulder. It had been almost a month since they had sex, and Yun Xiangye's skin had become even whiter.
Girls who grow up in the south of the Yangtze River have fair and tender skin.
After Gu Yan lowered his hand, his whole body froze. "Are you having your period again?"
Yun Xiangye chuckled and said, "Yes, my menstrual period has always been very accurate, always coming at the beginning of the month."
Gu Yan held Yun Xiangye's hand. Yun Xiangye's hands were very beautiful, with slender and long knuckles, and well-maintained. Since she was an embroiderer, the most important thing for her was her hands, which were as smooth and delicate as jade.
Gu Yan couldn't help but think about these hands.
Yun Xiangye quickly withdrew her hand, "Don't even think about it!"
Gu Yan whispered in Yun Xiangye's ear: "Just this once."
Yun Xiangye said, "No."
Gu Yan took a deep breath and held Yun Xiangye to calm down. After a while, he finally calmed down and brought her back to the bed.
Yun Xiangye looked up at Gu Yan and asked, "How come you have so many red letters and iron certificates in your house?"
Gu Yan said, "My ancestor was the Marquis of Yongjia. When he followed Emperor Taizu to pacify the country, he was granted a red-lettered iron certificate. Another one was given to my mother as a reward from His Majesty for her contribution in treating an epidemic and saving the lives of the people in the city. And my father received another when he pacified Nanzhao, surrendered his military power, and was granted the title of king. So there are three in total."
Yun Xiangye asked, "Will my parents be willing to give us the red seal and iron certificate?"
Gu Yan chuckled and said, "Do you really think Mother can't guess what we're going to do with the fake death potion? Besides, we might not even need the Dan Shu Tie Quan."
Yun Xiangye said, "Yes, it's best if it's not used."
If it is not used, it only means that the sister has successfully faked her death and escaped, and is free.
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Inside the East Palace.
Ye Wanhe only felt that there was a fog in front of her, and heard the shouts of a young man who was about five or six years old.
"Mother, mother."
Ye Wanhe looked over and saw a young man with a tuft of hair on his forehead jogging towards her. His round, bald head was very cute.
The young man threw himself into Ye Wanhe's arms. Ye Wanhe looked down at the young man in front of her and saw that he looked very similar to the Crown Prince.
"Mother, mother."
Ye Wanhe hugged the young man tightly in her arms and touched his face with tears in her eyes.
The young man whispered, "Mother, it's so dark and cold here. I want to be born. I don't want to be trapped here. I want to go to the human world. I don't want to be trapped here by a bowl of black medicine anymore. Mother..."
Ye Wanhe hugged the young man tightly in her arms, and heard a burst of harsh scolding. She looked over and saw Zhao Yun coming over.
Zhao Yun held a bowl of black medicine in his hand and approached with a gloomy face.
Ye Wanhe hurriedly hugged the little boy in her arms, "Your Highness, no, I don't want to drink this medicine..."
Zhao Yun walked up to Ye Wanhe and said, "He can't come to the human world!"
The little boy hugged her waist tightly and said, "Mom, I don't want to be separated from you, Mom, please don't abandon me, Mom..."
Ye Wanhe suddenly woke up from her sleep. When she woke up, she felt an indescribable feeling in her lower abdomen.
Ye Wanhe stood up in the bed curtains and shed tears. She placed her hand gently on her belly. She didn't want to abandon the child, but she really couldn't keep it.
The Crown Princess is about to enter the palace, and the baby in her womb will definitely not be born.
Ye Wanhe shed tears silently, her vision blurred, until she felt a force on her shoulder and was embraced in someone's arms.
Zhao Yun held up his thumb to wipe Ye Wanhe's tears and said, "Why are you crying so miserably at this hour of night?"
Ye Wanhe quickly wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, "It was just a dream. I shouldn't cry in the East Palace."
Zhao Yun asked, "What kind of nightmare made you cry like this?"
Ye Wanhe wiped away her tears with her hands.
"Tell me, what nightmare?"
Ye Wanhe listened to Zhao Yun's voice, fear welling up in her heart. She didn't know what to say for a moment. It would be better to be honest than to make up a nightmare: "I dreamed of that child from six years ago..."
Zhao Yun gently let go of Ye Wanhe, frowning slightly: "Get out!"
Ye Wanhe hurriedly got off the bed. She looked up at Zhao Yun and said, "Your Highness."
Zhao Yun frowned and said, "Let's go."
Ye Wanhe got off the bed, picked up the coat beside her and put it on, put on her shoes and left the bedroom.
It was late at night, the second night of the New Year. There was no moon, but the sky was filled with stars. The entire East Palace was very quiet.
Ye Wanhe took a lantern, lit it, and walked towards the large dormitory where the young palace maids lived. But she stopped at the door. If she went in now, she was afraid that she would wake up the palace maids inside, and she would be scolded.
Ye Wanhe randomly found a bedroom in the side courtyard of the East Palace and lay down to rest. She placed her hand on her lower abdomen, thinking about the child in her dream just now.
Ye Wanhe put her hand on her lower abdomen and said, "I will do my best to protect you."
There was no fire dragon, no charcoal fire, no silk quilt in the side courtyard bedroom, and it was very cold at night.
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