Mistakes in the Best Date: Princess Qingcheng

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Back in the mansion, Ning Zichen stayed in the original study all afternoon, and only came to Qingqian Garden at night.

From a distance, he saw a red lantern hanging under the eaves, emitting a gentle and hazy light in the dark night.He couldn't help but came under the lantern and watched silently.

Hua Fan came out of the room with a stack of skirts in his hands, and when he saw him, he hurriedly saluted: "My lord."

"Where did you get the lantern?" he asked.

The fan said: "It was the princess who hung it up, saying it was to wait for the prince to come back."

Ning Zichen's heart moved, and he suddenly came to his senses: What was he doing before?Are you suspicious of her?No matter what happened, she is by his side now, isn't she?Thinking of this, he hurriedly said: "Where is the princess? Have you rested yet?"

The painting fan raised the dress in his hand: "Princess Wang is taking a bath in the Moon Pool."

The Moon Pool was a bathing place he built specially for her before, and he took what was in the painting fan's hand: "Go down, I'll send it to her."

When he came to Moon Washing Pool, he opened the door, bypassed the heavy veils, and arrived at the pool, only to find her half lying on the side of the round pool, as if she had fallen asleep.

After putting away his clothes, he reached out to test the temperature of the water, but luckily the temperature was still right.He quietly looked at her who was sleeping, and suddenly his heart was full of love, wishing to find an outlet for this love immediately.

Floating into the haze, I only felt that I was turned over by a pair of big hands, and before I could open my eyes, my mouth was blocked by two warm lips.

Feeling his breath, she simply closed her eyes and let him go.

Seeing that her eyes were closed all the time, he leaned close to her neck and bit her lightly.

"Are you tired?" He gently stroked her slightly damp hair and asked softly.

She circled his neck, her eyes flushed: "I've been waiting for you all day."

He smiled slightly, and leaned forward to seal her lips. Her gentle response made him almost unable to restrain himself from kissing her.

He suddenly stopped and looked at her: "From now on, the red lantern will only be lit for me alone."

Floating breath looked at him unsteadily, bit his lower lip: "I ordered it for you alone..."

Ning Zichen smiled contentedly, and kissed her again.

She groaned, glanced at him with a blushing face, gritted her teeth and said, "Aren't you afraid that the doctor will say about you?"

But he got up rascally: "The love between husband and wife is the joy of the boudoir. Who taught you?"

After lingering in the pool for a long time, Ning Zichen carried her back to the room, lay down on the bed and talked about the incident that he had almost forgotten.

"Jiangnan?" Piao Luo first thought of Han Yan, "Han Yan's grandfather's house is in Jiangnan."

Ning Zichen smiled: "That's right there, we also stayed at Qin Shilang's house during this trip."

Piao Luo's face suddenly turned pale: "Live at Han Yan's grandfather's house? Then..."

"What do you want to say?" Ning Zichen asked, "Afraid they won't welcome me?"

Piaoluo bit her lower lip and nodded.

"Fool!" Ning Zichen hugged her into his arms, "Although he is your family's in-law, he is also an imperial court official, how dare he disrespect me?"

When Piao Luo heard him speak like this, his heart felt cold for no reason.She is her father's daughter, but he, as her husband, still stands on the opposite side of her father. Such a relationship is really strange.

As if seeing through her thoughts, Ning Zichen sighed: "Luo'er, I promise you that I will never hate the Prime Minister again, but I will still do it according to my own opinion on what to do above the court. .”

Hearing what he said, Piaoluo gave a relieved smile: "Zichen, thank you."

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