"You, you, Long Su, we are friends - and, and I am already a princess -" Faced with this sudden confession, Concubine Ya's face was as red as blood.

Long Su said with pain, "But I just can't control myself. Reason tells me that I shouldn't have such thoughts. You are so beautiful and kind, but you are occupied by that bastard who doesn't love you.

But feelings make me unable to let go and cannot give up. I only have one in my life. Do I not even have the right to love you?"

"No, no, Su, stop talking, let's be good friends."

The gilded sunset glow of Longyuan Star City shines through the glass window lattice and casts a fine spot of light on Tingyuxuan's red sandalwood tea table.

Long Su sighed and held the gilded pot and poured tea for the beautiful woman opposite, he deliberately rubbed his fingertips over the other party's white wrists - the temperature stayed enough to make the tip of Princess Ya's ears turn rouge, but not enough to make her twitch her hands on the spot.

He changed the topic and said: "This is Han Yancui, which only produced one pound of Han Yancui in the North Ming Star Realm for three thousand years. I heard that the princess has always been afraid of the cold, so I specially used dragon flame to warm it up for seven days."

When he pushed the teacup, his cuffs slipped off, revealing an unhealed scar on his wrist. "It's just that he is a little unfamiliar when controlling the fire..."

Yafei's eyes touched the burning area, and the delicately maintained soft girl subconsciously held his wrist: "Why are you so careless?"

The moment the fingertips touched the skin, he realized that he was rude, but when he retreated in panic, he was gently held by Long Su's backhand.

"It's worth it to be exchanged for Ya'er's concern."

He lowered his head and chuckled, his eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, just covering his eyes and calculating. When he let go of his hand, his fingertips hooked in her palm as if they were present and vaguely, like a young dragon passing through the tail fin of the water surface.

In the mist of tea, Concubine Ya looked at the young dragon clan who always appeared at the right time.

Three years ago, she first met Long Su at the flower viewing banquet in the royal palace. As a new dragon general, he presented a star flower that could sing the ancient dragon song, but quietly retreated to the shadow of the corridor when everyone was following him.

At that time, the look he looked at her was as hot as restrained as it was at this moment.

"The prince... has he still gone to Biboyuan recently?" Long Su suddenly spoke, his voice very lightly, as if he was afraid of shocking something.

Seeing that the knuckles of Yafei pinched the teacup turned white, he immediately shook his head as if he was self-deprecating: "I'm beyond the rules."

Concubine Ya looked at the shaking reflection in the tea soup. The prince's newly-appointed mermaid concubine lived in Bibo Courtyard. That night, she just persuaded her, "Don't miss the meeting", and was scolded for being "jealous" in public.

These complaints should not be spoken to outsiders, but Long Su always let her take her back from her defense.

"He hasn't set foot in the main courtyard for three hundred years." She heard her slightly hoarse voice and was shocked to hear the secret.

Just as he was about to make up for it, Long Su suddenly knelt on one knee and held the corner of her skirt. The water droplets that accidentally splashed when pouring tea were being dipped little by little by little by little by little by little with his cuffs embroidered with dark patterns.

"The tears of the dragon woman are more precious than the stars, and yours are more cherished than the sun in the sky." As he raised his head, Adam's apple rolled, and a heart-wrenching emotion surged in his golden eyes. "If I were there, I wouldn't let your clothes get dust."

Something in Yafei's chest shattered. As a tool for political marriage for thousands of years, has anyone ever cared about her sorrow and joy?

When Long Su's breathing brushed across her ankle, the strict ethics suddenly became ridiculous.

Three days later, on a rainy night, Long Su met the princess carriage who returned from the Dragon Temple. He came on the water with an umbrella. The black cloak roared in the wind, but he turned the whole shark silk umbrella tightly towards Yafei.

"I'll give you." There was a perfect gentleness hidden under the undeniable tone. When the thunder exploded, Yafei instinctively leaned towards the heat source, and then she found that half of the young man's body was already wet.

His body temperature came through the fabric, with a deliberately restrained dragon breath - enough to make her feel the male aura, without looking as if she was not as erotic.

"Why are you so good to me?" Concubine Ya finally asked in the carriage, and her fingertips unconsciously rubbed the handle of the umbrella left by the other party.

Long Su lowered his eyes when he heard this, and a bitter smile came from his throat: "That day, the temple wishes to plead with love are hard to overcome... Now I understand."

The rain curtain blurred the boundaries, and he suddenly approached her ears: "Can the princess know the real effect of Han Yancui?"

The warm lips rubbed across the earlobe, "Those who drink this tea will remember the breath of the tea brewer within a hundred years."

Concubine Ya's heart beat like a pounding. This almost teasing hint, if she should have been punished on weekdays, but Long Su stepped back in time and took out a jade box carved with a lotus from her arms: "This is the Nine-Turn Jade Cleuria Pill that can warm the Yuanyin. You have been unable to sleep at night recently..."

After a pause, his voice was almost unaudible: "When I was guarding the alchemy furnace, my heart was as if I was frowning when I thought about your frowning, but I still couldn't help but refine this alchemy."

The heavy rain washed away the carriage, and the Concubine Ya was in a state of scent. Of course, she knew the secret of this sacred medicine - it was necessary to take the blood from the elixir's heart as a guide.

Suddenly, Long Su's pale face appeared in front of him, and a strange soreness suddenly surged in his chest.

"Stop doing these stupid things." She blurted out, but added in a panic in the eyes of the other party that suddenly lit up: "I mean... it's not worth it."

"It's worth it." Long Su suddenly grabbed her wrist and pressed it against his heart. Under his thin clothes, there was a scar that had not yet been scabbed and stirred with his heartbeat: "Everything that beats here is saying it's worth it."

Concubine Ya shrank her hands as if she was scalded, but fell into his arms as the chariot was bumping.

The young man restrainedly held her waist, and his arm muscles were tense and hard: "Be careful." This suppressed breath completely shattered her last sanity.

Seven days later, Longsu met the Yafei who drank to relieve his sorrow at the star-watching platform.

He snatched the glass cup from her hand and drank it all. As the Adam's apple rolled, the wine slid down his jaw: "Wait for wine to drown his sorrow? It's better to drown me."

The slightly drunk Concubine Ya looked at his lips moistened by the wine, and reached out to wipe it with a terrible reason. The moment the fingertips touched the skin, Long Su suddenly grabbed her wrist and rubbed her pulse with a thin calloused thumb: "Can the princess know that the dragon clan has a secret technique?"

He leaned over with a star-black breath: "Through the pulse... the liar's heartbeat can be heard."

The distance between the tip of the nose makes every word become an ambiguous flirting. "For example, now, what you think is definitely not to push me away."

Yafei's breathing was abrupt. This young man who was always just right to show weakness, the aggressiveness he showed at this moment made her legs weak.

When Long Su's lips finally pressed down, she heard her broken gasp-

When two hours passed, the storm stopped, and Concubine Ya curled up in Long Su's arms, with a happy rosy face on her face.

Long Su smiled and hugged the beautiful woman in his arms, and said to himself: "I have made sacrifices for the alliance!"

If Xiang Chen was here, when he saw this old guy who had been around for tens of billions of years pretending to be young and picking up girls, he would definitely spit out an old phlegm and roar, "Cao Thief!!!"
Chapter completed!