Quick Wear: Her waist is soft and kissable, the host falls in love with her at first sight

Yan Tinglan turned around and saw her looking at him quietly.

When he picked her up, she said, "Don't break him."

"No, I was careful with my blows, and the kid is tough."

He held her against the recliner and patted her back, "What do you want to do this afternoon?"

"Play the piano."

"I'll play it for Ali, would you like to listen?"

"Yeah." Zhu Fuli put his hand on his shoulder, "What did you do before? It seems like you know a lot."

"I trained soldiers in the mountains, studied medicine, played the piano, played chess, read books, and did everything. After a long time, I learned a little bit of everything."

"Are you alone?"

Yan Tinglan smiled and kissed her lips, "And the secret guards."

She was willing to explore his past because she wanted to get closer to him.

He is very happy.

"Actually, I don't stay in the mountains all the time. Before the Chinese New Year, I would go to Huangjue Temple to stay for a few days."

"To see the Queen Mother?"

"Well, ever since Yan Tingyuan ascended the throne, she has gone to Huangjue Temple to worship Buddha. When Yan Tingyuan was seriously injured, she was seriously ill, but Yan Tingyuan didn't dare to tell her. So, she doesn't know that Yan Tingyuan is dead."

"Why don't you call him brother?"

"He was afraid of me and even wanted to send someone to get rid of me. When my mother found out, she was so angry that she ignored him for several years."

If you just ignore it, you will never see it again.

Yan Tinglan didn’t know what Yan Tingyuan was thinking. If he had come to him when he was injured, he would have saved him for his mother’s sake.

But Yan Tingyuan was afraid that once he arrived at the palace and saw its prosperity, he would not want to leave.

But on his deathbed, he was still panicked. He was worried that his son was still young and could not defeat Yan Tingyu. He was afraid that the country would fall into Yan Tingyu's hands, so he begged Yan Tinglan to come back.

When Yan Tinglan returned, he had just died and could not be saved even if he wanted to.

"Ali, I have already informed her. She will be back soon."

"Ah."

"Mother is fine, Ali, don't feel burdened."

"Ah."

Zhu Fuli lay in his arms, his embrace was warm, his big hands patted her back gently, the voice in her ears was low and gentle, and her eyelids felt heavy.

Yan Tinglan kissed her cheek, pulled the quilt over her, and hugged her contentedly.

After Zhu Fuli woke up, she nestled lazily in his arms, looking up at him.

His eyelids moved, and his big hands moved from her waist to her neck. He closed his eyes and kissed the corner of her lips based on his feeling, "Ali."

"Yeah." She responded softly.

Yan Tinglan opened his eyes, picked her up, straightened her clothes, and asked someone to fetch her piano.

He sat down in front of the piano and played three pieces for her.

She listened attentively, but her eyes couldn't help but fall on him.

"What song is this?"

He held her in his arms, "Spring is beautiful and the scenery is bright, the phoenix seeks the phoenix."

"Can I teach Ali?"

"Hmm, did you create it? I've never heard of it, but it sounds very familiar to me."

"No, I dreamed about it." He hugged her tightly, resting his chin on her shoulder, and said half-jokingly: "Maybe we were lovers in our previous lives. You and I often played, so Ah Li would feel familiar with it?"

These three piano pieces do not exist in this world.

Zhu Fuli didn't say anything. She absurdly felt that what he said might be true. She had no reason, but she was inexplicably certain of it.

"Ali, I have another song here, do you want to listen to it?"

"Ah."

He held her in his arms and plucked the strings lightly with his fingertips. The sound was calm and peaceful at first, then rose in pitch and became lively and cheerful, like a joyful heartbeat.

Then, the tone lowered, like a restrained liking, a little bit happy but also afraid of disturbing.

Then, the sound of the piano broke through the shackles, high and cheerful, as if what one wanted was fulfilled.

In the end, the piano music becomes passionate, like lovers falling in love.

Zhu Fuli was stunned and couldn't help but put his hand on the strings. The sound of the piano stagnated for a moment and then continued well, bright and clear until the end of the song.

Yan Tinglan hugged her tightly, his fingertips trembling, "Ali..."

"Where did you get this tune?" Zhu Fuli pressed his fingers on the strings, feeling a little confused.

The piano music in her dream was actually played by him.

She had searched through all the music scores, but couldn't find this piece.

"In the dream, this song is called Falling in Love."

This was created by him and her after they got married. At the beginning, it was his surprise and joy at first sight, and at the end, it was his excitement after being together for a long time.

"Ali, love at first sight is a thousand years. I'm never lying to you. I really, really like you."

She turned around, put her arms around his neck, and looked at him seriously: "I believe it, Yan Tinglan."

She is not afraid of eternal damnation.

Yan Tinglan held her head and kissed her, excitedly but gently.

She recognized him.

From the day when Zhu Fuli's attitude completely softened, Yan Tinglan was in a particularly good mood. Seeing Yan Chengfeng coming over every day to eat and even got a side hall, he no longer felt that he was an eyesore.

One day, Zhu Fuli felt bored staying in Fengyi Palace, so he took Yan Chengfeng out for a walk.

Yan Chengfeng pulled Zhu Fuli's sleeve and walked beside her.

Zhu Fuli lowered his eyes to look at him, "Sometimes you look a lot like your father."

"How? Do they look alike?"

"Clingy."

Yan Chengfeng couldn't deny it, but, "Father is even more clingy than a child like me."

"Do you remember your royal grandmother?"

"I have never met the Imperial Grandmother." I had never met her in my previous life. It seemed that I heard that she died of illness after my father passed away.

But why didn’t the fake father come to replace the father in the previous life?

Zhu Fuli nodded. Didn't the Queen Mother even come back for the birth of her eldest grandson? Didn't she like Yan Tingyuan?

After being taken for a walk in the Imperial Garden, Yan Chengfeng realized that it was not the way back to Fengyi Palace, so he couldn't help but ask: "Mother, where are we going?"

"Royal study room."

"Oh."

"Are you tired? I'll have someone carry you."

"I'm not tired. I can walk by myself." Ever since his rebirth, he has refused to let anyone hug him. It's too embarrassing.

Zhu Fuli saw that he was sweating profusely and handed him a handkerchief, "Wipe your sweat."

"Thank you, Queen Mother."

"Librarian."

"The servant is here."

"Go to Chaoyang Palace to get a set of the eldest prince's clothes and bring it to the imperial study." There was so much sweat on his forehead that his underwear must have been wet as well. It shouldn't be a bad idea to change his clothes, right?

It was also Zhu Fuli’s first time taking care of a child, so she was a little uncertain.

"Yes."

Seeing that he wiped the sweat off his face, Zhu Fuli reached out and held his hand.

Yan Chengfeng almost couldn't walk, but his mother held his hand!

Zhu Fuli lowered his eyes, "Are you so happy?"

"Happy!" He held his mother's delicate and soft hand tightly.

He got it! He also had his mother’s hand like the other brothers and sisters.

When he arrived outside the imperial study, Zhu Fuli saw the eunuchs and palace maids who were guarding outside kneeling down tremblingly, and even Zhang Yuanlu did the same.

Lying on the side was a woman in purple palace clothing with bloodstains on her lower body after being tortured.

Zhu Fuli recognized her, she was Concubine Liang.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Fuli asked.

"Greetings to Her Majesty the Queen!" The palace maids paid their respects and then knelt down tremblingly.

"Her Majesty, the Emperor is in a bad condition and no one can enter."

Yan Chengfeng had never seen such a scene before, so he pulled Zhu Fuli's sleeve tightly.

Zhu Fuli lowered her eyes, "Eunuch Zhang, can't you speak? Can't you even explain the situation to me?"

"When the emperor was about to go to the Imperial Garden to look for you, the second princess suddenly ran out and hugged the emperor, saying that she wanted to give him a purse. The emperor did not take it, but the second princess cried and cried, hugging the emperor's thighs directly."

Zhang Yuanlu wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Liang Fei came over to hug the Second Princess. The fragrance from the Second Princess and Liang Fei mixed together to form a love potion."

"The doctor said there is no cure."

"The emperor is preparing the antidote right now." Finally, Zhang Yuanlu explained, "The emperor is the only one inside."

Zhang Yuanlu didn't understand how the emperor could find the antidote, and the imperial physician said he didn't understand.

Zhu Fuli let go of Yan Chengfeng's hand and patted his head, "Wait for me here."

Yan Chengfeng was a little at a loss, and Concubine Liang was a little too bold.

When Zhu Fuli went in, Yan Tinglan was pulling out the needle. Hearing footsteps, he looked over with anger in his eyes.

After seeing who it was, he suppressed his anger and said, "Ali, leave."

Zhu Fuli stood in front of him and looked down at him.

He was only wearing a shirt at the moment, his face was red, his voice was hoarse, and veins on his forehead were visible, and it was obvious that he was enduring a lot of hardship.

Zhu Fuli put her hand on his shoulder, and the next moment he hugged her tightly in his arms.

Filled with fragrance, Yan Tinglan's anger, which had just been suppressed by the silver needle, rose again and pressed against her forehead, "Why don't you leave, Ali?"

His body was incredibly hot, and Zhu Fuli was a little uncomfortable. She grabbed his shoulders and pressed her lips against his, "I'll help you."