100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 115 Drinking Song

Jin Huan frowned and walked inside. She was very familiar with this place, having lived here for almost a year.

Liu Zhi looked at her with red eyes.

There seemed to be a sense of unfamiliarity in the silence.

"Huan'er." In the end, he didn't want to say anything, he just walked over and gently hugged her.

But when he tried to kiss her, Jin Huan gently stopped him, and the warmth of his lips fell into her palm.

"Your Majesty, you have already arranged my marriage with Huo Siming, this is not right."

Knowing he was about to get angry, Jin Huan grabbed his wrist.

She tiptoed and kissed him, transferring all the love potion in her mouth into his. Emperor Wu's anger was soothed, but his eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

Jin Huan placed the person on the dragon bed.

Looking at him closely, he still had a handsome face, even more refined than Huo Jingheng.

The young emperor certainly possessed extraordinary qualities.

She got up and walked out. Wan Yancheng was stunned to see Jin Huan come out so quickly. His Majesty and Shen Xiaoniang used to last a long time together, so why today…?

However, Shen Xiaoniang doesn't seem to have been pleased with anyone. What's going on?

"His Majesty, he..."

"His Majesty is asleep. Go in and attend to him."

Wan Yancheng had no imperial decree and dared not stop Shen Jinhuan, so he had no choice but to let her leave.

Huo Jingheng had prepared for the worst, but he didn't expect to see her so soon.

He hurriedly stepped forward and carefully examined her, fearing that she might be hurt.

"Has His Majesty made things difficult for you?"

"No, His Majesty simply feels that I am a commoner and not worthy of you."

"Don't talk nonsense. I, Huo Jingheng, will only ever love Jin Huan and will only marry you." As he spoke, his eyes were fixed intently on Jin Huan.

She smiled but didn't reply.

The glory of the Huo family rests entirely on Huo Jingheng's shoulders. He has no parents, and now Jin Huan is the one who calls the shots in the mansion.

"These crabapple blossoms are truly beautiful."

Huo Jingheng and she admired the flowers in the courtyard.

Despite her apparent enjoyment, she lacked enthusiasm. A single pear blossom overshadowed a crabapple blossom; without the pear blossom, the scene wouldn't be considered truly beautiful. She leaned lazily against Huo Jingheng's chest, clinging to him affectionately.

There was no one around in the courtyard, and the attendants wouldn't come in casually, so it wouldn't hurt to be a little intimate.

Why are only crabapple trees planted in this courtyard?

she asked softly.

This question stumped Huo Jingheng, but since the villa had always been like this, he hadn't given it much thought.

"What does Huan'er like? I'll have someone plant it for you."

Jin Huan chuckled softly. All things have a spirit, and if the entire garden of crabapple trees were to lose its vitality because of her saying she liked it, it would be an unbearable sin.

"No need, the crabapple blossoms are just as good."

With a single word of praise from Jin Huan, each successive batch of crabapple blossoms seemed to become much happier.

A gentle breeze blew, and a few petals fluttered into her arms. She picked up a red petal with her fingertip, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether it was the delicate beauty of her jade-like nails or the vibrant color of the fiery petal.

"Huan'er, the Grand Minister's wife is hosting a banquet. Would our mistress of the Siming Mansion like to attend?"

"I'm not married to you yet, this is against propriety."

Jin Huan simply didn't want to go out; it was too much trouble.

"I will go with Huan'er."

Jin Huan didn't want to listen to him anymore, so she simply shut him up.

When the wind blows, even a saint cannot resist the beauty, and all the crabapple trees in the garden blush with shyness.

Red flowers covered the ground, truly living up to the saying "a pear tree overshadows a crabapple tree." There were no pear blossoms before, but now there are.

Her back pressed against the stone table, a slight chill seeping into her bones.

Huo Jingheng gently covered her eyes, his voice hoarse: "Huan'er, don't look at me like that."

"Ah Lang." A soft call seemed to have extinguished someone's reason.

[Omitted] (Enjoy life while you can)

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