Chapter 106 molestation

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date="2021-09-07"

title="Chapter 106 molestation"

weight="135245"

series = ["Stigma (Yi Cong Yin)"]

mode = "manual"

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Duan mingchong's foot was almost swollen, so he had to smile at Duanli.

The end hedge beam pointed to the bare tree and said, "the whole imperial garden is just a cinnabar plum! Just one! Why do you have such a good eye, but you can cut this one? "

Duan mingchong tilted his head and smiled helplessly at Yan's innocent eyes. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have cut them all."

"You cut the flowers on this tree a few years ago. No wonder they hesitate to speak no matter who I ask."

The culprit, Yan Gan, coughed. Some could not bear the crown prince to carry the pot of previous years.

Year old Yan stepped forward and selected two blooming flowers from Duan Ming's chonghuai. He pinched the flower branches and turned them gently. He bent his eyes and handed them to Duanli bundle and said, "don't be too angry, princess. If your highness knows that you love this plum tree for ten minutes, you won't cut it so ruthlessly. Those who don't know are innocent - right, your highness?"

Duan mingchong had to follow his words and said with a helpless smile, "that's right."

Duanli bundle wanted to be angry again, but looking at Sui Yan who handed her flowers, he reluctantly restrained his anger and stretched out his hand to pick up the flower branches.

Yan said with a smile, "on such a cold day, why doesn't the princess go out with a stove?"

He said, passing the small hand stove in his sleeve and said, "Beware of freezing your hands."

The end fence beam looked at him, speechless and itching.

Stupid men, one by one, don't know whether they are really slow or pretend.

Duan Li said coldly, "no, I see the prince's brother's hands are red with cold. The Marquis should give things to the people who need them. Don't worry about me."

Year old Yan: "

For some reason, he was suddenly hurt and looked at her innocently.

Duan Li Shu glanced at him, looked up and glared at Duan mingchong, turned around and ran away.

After looking at her back and leaving, Yan turned around and found Duan mingchong looking at him faintly, and immediately flattered him with a smile.

"The little princess is so angry. Did you get used to her, your highness?"

Duan mingchong said faintly, "do you want your spring heart?"

Yan quickly took Duan mingchong's full spring heart, thought about it, held the flowers to the palace man, turned around and held Duan mingchong's red hands in his palm.

Yan tried to warm the back of Duan mingchong's cold hand with the weak temperature in the palm of his hand. He looked at him affectionately: "Your Highness's hand is so cold. It hurts me."

Duan mingchong looked at him with a smile.

Yan wanted to secretly take out the small stove, but he didn't dare to the cold smile of mingchong at the top, so he had to hold his hand and put it at the waist of his outer shirt.

Duan mingchong said, "isn't it cold?"

After lifting the cloak, he lifted up the side swing of his outer shirt. His cold hand was stuck in his thin clothes. The ice year-old Yan was a thrilling spirit. He shook and said with awe inspiring righteousness: "warm your hand for your highness. No, it's not cold."

Duan mingchong smiled lightly. He got up and came forward, hugged the cold bracelet around Sui Yan's waist, and tried to drill inside: "what about this?"

Duan mingchong fooled around with him and cut the flower branches for a long time. It was already cold like ice. Even if he stuck it on his body through his clothes, he couldn't stop the cold from drilling in.

Yan shuddered as he jumped. "No, it's not cold. I won't say it if it's cold!"

Duan mingchong couldn't help laughing any more. He retracted his hand, stopped Sui Yan in his cloak, hugged him and said, "what about this?"

Surrounded by Duan mingchong's warmth, Yan raised his arm, hugged Duan mingchong's neck and said with a smile: "Your Highness, why are you so good?"

Duan mingchong smiled and said, "that's not what you said when you accused me of cutting flowers."

Year old Yan didn't expect that he was still thinking about it. He yelled bad. He hurriedly pushed Duan mingchong's shoulder back a few steps, and youyou said, "are you going to turn over the old account again?"

Duan mingchong said helplessly, "I haven't had a incense stick. How can it be an old account, you..."

Yan stuffed the small stove in his hand into his arms: "warm your hands."

Then he turned and ran.

Duan mingchong hurriedly followed.

After they disappeared at the corner of the imperial garden, a group of people came out of the quiet path in the plum garden.

The emperor looked coldly at the place where they disappeared, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The palace man behind him looked at the emperor's look, bowed and whispered, "Your Majesty, your Highness the prince and the Marquis, maybe it's too much fun..."

The emperor suddenly smiled: "too much fun..."

He stretched out his hand and gently pushed on the bare branches. He looked at the branches and trembled. Although he had a smile on his face, the bottom of his eyes was cold.

"Too much is too much," the Emperor didn't know what he thought. He sighed gently, as if he was sorry or sighed. "If the prince is happy, there's nothing wrong with raising a dignified prostitute."

The palace man's shoulders trembled slightly, and his drooping head was lower.

On the first day of Yan's stay in the East Palace, it snowed heavily.

There was a earthworm burning in the bedroom. He nestled on the soft couch in front of the window and looked out with the window lattice. His feet were still shaking unconsciously.

Duan mingchong was reading on a bookcase. He saw that Yan Yan was bored. He reluctantly put down his book and came over and said, "Yan, what are you doing?"

Year old Yan tilted his head and said, "counting snow flowers - I'm so boring. Did you turn me here to dry me and let me grow mushrooms?"

Duan mingchong said, "what do you do in Hou's house all day?"

Year old Yan thought for a moment and said truthfully, "eat and sleep to tease Begonia. Oh, by the way, there is a new servant in our family named Le'an. I like to tease him most. When I tease him, I blush and tremble."

Duan mingchong couldn't understand Yan's evil taste. He sat down helplessly and said, "let me accompany you."

Yan suddenly cheered up: "don't you look at the folding? I just saw a lot of them outside, like hills. "

Duan mingchong said, "those are not important."

After hearing such words, Yan hurriedly replied, "it's the most important to accompany me, isn't it?"

Duan mingchong smiled, "aren't you ashamed of what you heard?"

Not ashamed, Yan seriously said, "Your Highness, I love you too."

Duan mingchong: "

Duan mingchong pursed his lips: "that's not what you said when you were in the imperial garden today."

Yan didn't expect Duan mingchong to remember such a small thing and looked at him strangely.

Duan mingchong said lightly, "remember Xiaoqiu, I learned from you."

Yan's face turned black and said, "I just said a few words about you. You should remember this little revenge?"

He reached out to grab Duan mingchong's skirt and pulled Duan mingchong over with a sudden force.

Duan mingchong was stunned and heard the old Yan muttering, "forget it."

He said, directly covered his lips and kissed Duan mingchong. Then he pushed him away like throwing away the hot potato and said, "OK, let's go."

Duan mingchong: "

Duan mingchong was so angry that he lost his temper. He stretched out his hand and played a note on his forehead: "sleep?"

Yan nodded, then seemed to think of something and looked at him warily: "pure, pure sleep?"

Duan mingchong was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what he thought. The whole person didn't get up naturally. He pretended to be calm and stretched out his hand to Nian Yan and said, "you... If you want to do something else, it's not and can't..."

Year old Yan: "

At the age of 18, Yan was horrified to see that his Highness The Prince wanted to take advantage of it and looked reluctant. He quickly patted Duan mingchong's hand: "look at your book. I don't need your company. I'll go to bed myself."

He said, regardless of Duan mingchong's expression of wanting to talk and stopping, holding the small stove, lifting the bed curtain and drilling in.

Duan mingchong was about to follow in. Yan said, "don't come in. Come in after those folds, or I'll kick you down."

Duan mingchong: "

Duan mingchong had to go to the front hall honestly.

Yan spent seven or eight days in the East Palace, almost the same as in Hou's house, but in his opinion, with Duan mingchong, he was completely different from those boring days before.

There is Duan mingchong. It seems that the sky is full of flowers in the ice and snow.

Time passes like streamer.

Soon, January 24, the wedding is approaching.

Year old Yan has gained a lot of weight in the East Palace these days. He bites the steamed bread and runs back leisurely from the kitchen. He is seeing Duan mingchong packing things for him in the bedroom hall.

Yan is a bit of a cleanliness freak. Strangers are never allowed to touch his personal clothes. Haitang cleaned them up in Hou's house. When he arrived at the East Palace, he was so lazy that others couldn't move. Duan mingchong had to do it himself.

Yan swallowed the steamed bread, took out a small paper bag from his sleeve and said casually, "Your Highness, what are you packing up again? Haven't you dealt with it?"

Duan mingchong smiled and said, "tomorrow you will go back to Hou's house. I don't have to get up early tomorrow."

Yan YILENG: "ah?"

Duan mingchong couldn't help looking back: "did you forget? It's two days before your brother's wedding. "

Yan then nodded dryly, "remember, I just didn't expect to leave tomorrow. I thought I'd been living all the time."

Duan mingchong said, "stop making trouble."

Knowing that he was about to leave, Yan was depressed. He didn't even eat much dinner, so he wilted and climbed into bed.

Duan mingchong tidied up his things, lifted the bed curtain, saw him quail like huddled in the quilt, and couldn't help laughing: "just go back and live for a few days and come back after the marriage, otherwise others must say that you don't have etiquette and don't go back to your house when your brother gets married."

"Will you come back to Hou's house with me?" Yan said

Duan mingchong smiled helplessly, "what do you say?"

Yan is used to sleeping with mingchong all day. At first he wants to go back to the house and sleep alone. It's inexplicable that he doesn't adapt.

He tossed and turned in bed for a long time. Duan mingchong washed and collapsed. He was still struggling with resentment.

Duan mingchong cut Yan Yan's messy hair, tied it with a hair band and said, "don't press your hair."

Year old Yan rolled for a few more rounds before giving up. He got up from bed and suddenly said, "Your Highness, do you want to get up early tomorrow?"

Duanming chongmo's hair hung down, and the candle light reflected it more and more beautiful. He shook his head and said, "no, what's the matter?"

At the age of 18, Yan put the brocade quilt on his body, climbed to Duan mingchong with hands and feet, and covered them inside.

The candlelight was blocked out, and a darkness fell rapidly.

Duan mingchong was stunned. He felt that Sui Yan was touching and untiing his clothes in the gray.

In the narrow space, Yan's breath was sprayed on Duan mingchong's face. If you listen carefully, you can still hear his weak breathing.

Duan mingchong breathed and held Yan's hand. "Ah, ah Yan, what are you doing?"

Yan leaned over slightly, opened his lips and bit.

Duan mingchong: "you..."

Year old Yan said, "Oh, sorry, bite your face?"

Duan mingchong: "yes."

Yan hurriedly said, "it's too dark to see. Come back."

This time, he reached out to hold Duan mingchong's chin and bit his lips on Duan mingchong's light colored lips.

Duan mingchong held Yan's waist and his breathing was obviously heavy.

Yan gently tore Duan mingchong's lips and soon wanted to separate them. Both of them were slightly panting.

Duan mingchong: "ah Yan..."

Yan gasped a few times before whispering, "Your Highness, if you don't be lighter this time, Mukou, it won't be next time."

Duan mingchong: "

Without saying anything, Duan mingchong turned over and pressed him on the couch.