Chapter 65

In the past two years, Ah Li dare not say that he understands 8.9 out of 10, but at least 6.7 points. With her temperament, she would definitely not handle court affairs like this.

Take the disaster relief in the imperial court as an example, in previous years, this kind of fat difference was either passed by the emperor's cronies or by the ministers in Beijing, and there was absolutely no reason to give him the elder sister.

A magistrate who was demoted out of Beijing, in the eyes of the court officials, how could He Dehe get a disaster relief errand?

But Xiao Yan really put this matter on Liu Ran's head against all opinions, and became the foothold of her meritorious deeds, and successfully transferred people back to Beijing.

The attendant was vague when he said this, but A Li had been in contact with the government and knew the stubbornness of the ministers, so he could naturally guess Xiao Yan's difficult and stern tactics when he did this.

From what happened in the past few days, A Li can slowly see that although the two share the same body, they are not at all alone. Today's speculation is not impulsive.

It was really a stone that made a thousand waves.

Xiao Yan's heartbeat was pounding, heavy and fast.

She looked straight at A Li, her throat was dry, she subconsciously reached out to grab his wrist, gently circled it in her palm, and asked in a low voice, "Then are you afraid?"

A Li is now a native of the ancients, and his ability to accept is no better than himself. For them, a good body suddenly changed into a soul. This is a strange thing, and they should find someone to expel them or set fire to death.

Naturally, in Xiao Yan's position, no one dared to do these things to her, but it was not guaranteed that others would be afraid of her. Among the others, Xiao Yan only cares about A Li.

The person she cared about on the tip of her heart laughed at herself when she heard the words, looked at Xiao Yan with calm eyes, and asked, "With the way I am now, what else can there be on me that Your Majesty intended? Since So, what have I to be afraid of?"

Xiao Yan's heart is not like that, for example, your body is what I want Xiao Xiang to covet every day.

"It's fine if you're not afraid." Xiao Yan was relieved, the whole person relaxed and looked at him and smiled. The pulp of the thumb habitually rubbed the thin and protruding knuckles of A Lina.

Strange to say, it is clearly the same face. In the past, it seemed that her eyes were dark and her brows were suppressed, and her whole body was turbid and greedy. Now, she only felt that her pupils were gentle and her brows were stretched, and her temperament was clean and calm.

Knowing that the other party is not the person he hates, A Li can't be cold to her anymore. But if it is said that he is eager to please her suddenly, that is unlikely.

A Li gently withdrew the wrist held by Xiao Yan, curled his fingertips to hide under the sleeve, his eyelashes fluttered down gently, lowered his eyes and said, "Didn't your majesty say you want to drink water?"

When Xiao Yan got up and left, A Li uncomfortably stretched out his hand and touched his wrist bone. The warmth of the restraint that was held by someone's fingers seemed to be still there. When his fingers touched it, the warmth that remained on his wrist suddenly appeared. Climbing along the fingertips to the tip of the ear, it is very hot.

A Li frowned slightly, suppressing the strange feeling in his heart.

After the two broke their words, the atmosphere when they got along was inexplicably uncomfortable.

Before Ah Li was angry, she hated her, and she spoke coldly to her, full of gunpowder smoke, and finally broke the jar. Now that the cold war is gone, A Li suddenly becomes cautious, not knowing how to get along with this familiar stranger.

Especially when he remembered that when he had a fever, the person who asked for his body was actually her, and the bulging cheekbones were stained with a light pink layer, and he didn't dare to look at Xiao Yan for a long time.

Compared to Ah Li's unnaturalness, Xiao Yan is much more magnanimous. She had carried the blame on her shoulders for a long time. She didn't hide anything. She should not carry it, and she made it clear today.

It can be considered a good relationship.

Xiao Yan pursued A Li as if he had just fallen in love. Gather vegetables for him, serve him porridge, and arrange for the Liu family to visit him in the palace.

After dinner, when Xiao Yan mentioned this, Ah Li was obviously hesitant and struggling.

Yuri said that he should not agree. Those who entered the palace were the royal family the moment they stepped into the palace gate, and had nothing to do with their biological parents. Suddenly letting the Liu family's wife and husband enter the palace to see him at the same time, I'm afraid it is unethical and easy to provoke criticism.

But in terms of love, Liu Li really wanted to see his parents too much. After entering the palace for three years, especially in the next two years, he was able to drag this broken body to the present, for the sake of the Liu family.

A Li's long eyelashes trembled violently, his eyes flickered uncertainly, and the two hands on his lower abdomen were clasped together and squeezed tightly.

His throat rolled, and he didn't say "no" for a long time, only lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

The slender neck was bent, and the long hair that fell behind him slid in front of him. The warm yellow candlelight from the bedside veil filled the room, and the light fell on A Li, outlining his figure, like a glass placed under the warm light, gentle and fragile.

Xiao Yan moved his fingers slightly, his fingertips lifted Ah Li's chin, and looked down at him.

The eyes of the two met for a short time, and A Li hurriedly lowered his eyes as if he was being scalded, and withdrew his upper body and nodded lightly to avoid her hand.

Xiao Yan's eyes fell on his hair, and his heart felt as if it had been bitten by a little ant.

It's a terrible feeling, just thinking about it makes me feel overwhelmed.

A Li thought that the two of them had already spoken, and Xiao Yan would not be staying at Qifeng Palace at night. He just wanted to watch him finish drinking the medicine.

The attendant brought the familiar small white jade bowl over. Looking at the dark medicinal soup in the bowl, A Li reached out and took it. He raised his head slightly and drank it without hesitation. stop.

It seems that he doesn't dislike drinking medicine, which is completely different from him who is unconscious and does not open his mouth when he is drowsy.

Xiao Yan brought him the bowl filled with clear water in a timely manner, A Li lowered his eyes to rinse his mouth, and as soon as he looked up, a candied fruit was handed to his mouth.

"No need." A Li paused, his fingers clutching the bedding on his body crampedly, his eyes dodging.

Xiao Yan pressed his lower lip with his index finger, and involuntarily put the candied fruit directly into his mouth, "The medicine is bitter, I know."

A Li's breathing was chaotic in an instant, and his face was cold and calm, but the layer of powder on his cheekbones and the slightly bulging arc on his cheeks destroyed his disguised composure.

Xiao Yan smiled, thinking that he looked very cute. She lowered her eyes and twisted her fingertips, breathing heavily, trying to put the index finger that had touched his lips on her own.

She wanted to kiss him so badly.

Think of a near perversion.

Afraid to scare Ah Li before, Xiao Yan has been following the rules for so many days. Although the two of them were lying on the same bed, they did not do anything beyond the norm. She was afraid that Ah Li would lose any nostalgia due to her anger, so she decided to leave her.

A Li looked down at his fingers, the candied fruit on the tip of his tongue quietly rolled in his mouth, and the sweetness flowed into his heart along the tip of his tongue.

Xiao Yan got up and undressed, picked up the silver scissors and cut off most of the wick, and put the yarn lamp back on.

She lifted the quilt and went to bed, and the feeling of sinking beside her instantly made Ah Li look flustered, turning her head to look at her with extreme anxiety.

"Don't be afraid, I won't touch you." Xiao Yan lay beside Ah Li and said with a smile, "I'll wait for your will."

A Li's face turned red instantly, he turned his face to look into the bed, his eyelashes trembled violently, and he could only hear his heartbeat and the sound of swallowing candied sugar water for a while.

A Li sat for a while, and when Xiao Yan closed his eyes and fell asleep and breathed calmly, he gently laid down on the bed with his hands on the bed.

With such a simple action, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Ah Li's forehead after finishing these actions.

He lay flat, and the breath he was holding was slowly exhaled. As soon as he relaxed, an arm stretched out from the side and put it on his waist.

A Lijing's eyes widened, and his body was as stiff as a piece of wood. He was nervous and at a loss, his eyes stared blankly at the curtain above, his voice was as if being blown by the wind, erratic and dry, "Your Majesty just said... Don't touch me."

After saying this, A Li felt hypocritical. Whether it is Xiao Yan in the past or Xiao Yan now, no matter who wants his body between these two people, he can always want it, whether he wants it or not.

Now that he and Liu Jiaquan rely on Xiao Yan to live, and she has done a lot for herself, it stands to reason that A Li should obey Xiao Yan's wishes out of gratitude and give himself to him. But A Li subconsciously just took Xiao Yan's words to block her, and he doesn't know where the confidence comes from.

A Li didn't want to speculate on Xiao Yan's good intentions for her, but now that she thinks about it, she is afraid that she is interested in her own body, and this broken and weak body that is as thin as dead wood.

A Li lay down stiffly, his long eyelashes fell and he closed his eyes, trying to persuade himself to relax, and said in a hoarse voice, "If Your Majesty wants to do it, then take it lightly."

What are the words of a tiger wolf!

"..." Xiao Yan wrapped his arms around A Li's waist, brought him into his arms and hugged him, his chin resting on his hair and a low laugh, his voice slipping down between his fingers like fine sand, making the hearts of those who heard it itch.

A Li looked up at her in a daze, Xiao Yan said with a smile, "You call this deliberate seduction."

"I said that I will wait until you are willing." Xiao Yan hugged A Li and pressed the back of A Li's head in his palm, pressing him into his arms, "I lied to you that you are a puppy."

A Li's lips moved, but he didn't say anything, the rigid spine softened slowly. What thought in heart was that he didn't want to hug her either, so wouldn't he also take the initiative to do it.

Xiao Gou buried his face in Ah Li's hair, sniffed deeply greedily, suppressed the restlessness in his body, and said softly, "I'll hug, Ah Li, I just hug."

Ah Li's long eyelashes fluttered, her forehead resting on her shoulder, neither agreeing nor rejecting, but her ears were red and hot.

Seeing Xiao Yan hugged him, he didn't mean to let go, A Li sighed, and simply changed into a comfortable position to rest in her arms.

Just hug her.

Sometimes the fall starts from this kind of inadvertent soft-heartedness, and it sinks down step by step, falling into her arms.

When he woke up in the morning, the person beside the bed was already moving up to the court, A Li sat up and was stunned for a while alone.

The attendant stood by the bed and greeted him with a smile on his face, "Empress, Your Majesty told you to pack up and take you to meet two people later."

Whoever sees it is naturally the Liu family's wife and husband.

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