Chapter 1062: Favored Concubine Minyue, shame shame shame

The next morning.

It was just dawn, and the morning light came in through the window lattice, casting tiny spots of light on the curtains.

Helan Minyue slowly woke up in Lin Lang's warm embrace, the fresh scent of Lin Lang lingering around her nose, and her whole body seemed to be wrapped in a soft cloud.

Her eyelashes trembled as she opened her eyes, and the first thing that caught her eye was Lin Lang's sleeping profile.

Looking at her husband who was still asleep beside her, who had tossed and turned her all night long and was now sleeping like a pig, Helan Minyue's face couldn't help but blush slightly.

Lin Lang's long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyelids, and his thin lips were slightly pursed under his high nose bridge. At this moment, he had let down all his defenses, and he looked so gentle and handsome when he was asleep.

She was a little lost in thought, and her fingertips couldn't help but gently stroke Lin Lang's brow. Her heart was beating like a little rabbit.

Thinking of last night's lingering love, those embarrassing scenes came to her mind one after another. Her cheeks turned red, and she hurriedly withdrew her hand, biting her red lips and smiling secretly.

It turns out that being his favorite concubine is such a safe and sweet feeling.

Unable to control her emotions, she leaned over and gently placed a kiss on Lin Lang's cheek, like a little animal that had eaten honey, feeling both nervous and happy.

"Well……"

Lin Lang was awakened by the gentle touch and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes still hazy from just waking up. Seeing that it was Helan Minyue, he smiled and pulled her tighter in his arms, wrapping his arms around her waist to bring her closer to him.

"My dear, you're awake!" His voice was hoarse from waking up, but extremely gentle.

Helan Minyue bumped into Lin Lang's smiling eyes, and the boldness she had just shown disappeared instantly. Her face flushed red, and she hurriedly lowered her head and responded in a soft voice: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty."

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's hum, but her ears were so red that blood seemed to drip out.

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Seeing Helan Minyue's shy look, Lin Lang couldn't help but feel happy. He couldn't help but chuckle and gently scratched the tip of her upturned nose with his fingertips, with a teasing tone.

"What's wrong, my beloved? Are you shy now?"

"Your Majesty! Don't tease me, I'm really embarrassed!" Helan Minyue's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked charming and cute with a hazy look as if she had just woken up.

Lin Lang's heart softened when he saw her like this.

He reached out and hugged Helan Minyue tighter, letting her cheek touch his chest and his chin resting on the top of her head. His voice was low and gentle, "My beloved, you are so cute!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your favor." Helan Minyue's cheeks flushed, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum, but it was also filled with a sense of seriousness. "I will serve Your Majesty wholeheartedly. From now on, no matter where Your Majesty goes, I am willing to follow you."

Lin Lang looked at the shyness and sincerity in Helan Minyue's eyes, and his heart warmed. He reached out and gently stroked her hair, saying with a smile: "Oh?"

"Then I will set off today to the northwest border to quell the rebellion. My beloved concubine, would you like to come with me?"

After hearing this, Helan Minyue couldn't help but show worry on her face. Although she was very scared, she still said "hmm" softly. When she raised her eyes, there was a glint in her eyes: "I swear to be with Your Majesty even if I die."

Lin Lang was amused by Helan Minyue's appearance. He raised his hand and gently pinched her pretty face. His voice was low and gentle: "Marching and fighting are dangerous and tiring. How can I bear to let you suffer this!"

Helan Minyue leaned against Lin Lang's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. The shyness she had just felt gradually turned into a sense of security, like a docile kitten.

"But Your Majesty, this journey is dangerous. Do you really want to go to Tingzhou City alone to judge the Western Turkic army?"

As soon as she said this, she realized something was wrong. She hurriedly lowered her head and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum, "I don't mean to underestimate Your Majesty. I... I'm just worried that Your Majesty is in danger."

Lin Lang placed a kiss on Helan Minyue's brow and said lovingly, "Don't worry, my dear. I can take Helu's child's head from the enemy army of ten thousand people as easily as taking something from a bag."

Helan Minyue raised her eyes slightly, looked at Lin Lang with admiration and said, "Your Majesty has the ability to call the wind and rain, and you have the Ghost Seal that you mentioned that can summon ghost soldiers. I believe Your Majesty will be able to return safely."

Lin Lang gently stroked Helan Minyue's shoulders and said softly, "My dear, I heard that Beiting lamb leg bread and oil bags are local specialties. They are very delicious. I will bring them back for you to taste."

Helan Minyue felt warm at heart after hearing this, and she nuzzled into Lin Lang's arms again, and replied with emotion: "Your Majesty, this journey is extremely dangerous. You thought of bringing delicious food for me before we even set off. I am really flattered."

"Silly girl, you are my beloved concubine. If I don't love you, who will?"

The corners of Helan Minyue's eyes were flushed like rouge, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, gathering the starlight in her eyes deep inside. The moment her pearly teeth bit her lower lip, even her breath was soaked in the sweetness of honey.

"Your Majesty, I feel so happy to hear you say this!" Helan Minyue's last syllable was trembling with lingering emotion, like a copper bell in the spring breeze passing through the eaves.

Lin Lang let out a low laugh as he tucked Helan Minyue's scattered hair behind her ears, his fingertips inadvertently brushing against her hot earlobe.

"What other Tingzhou specialties does my beloved concubine want? I will bring them back to you." Helan pursed her red lips lightly, her voice like the gurgling of a stream.

Helan Minyue hugged Lin Lang tightly and replied with a hint of worry: "I don't want anything else. I just want Your Majesty to return safely."

"Ever since the day I met Your Majesty, I have dreamed of Your Majesty directing the affairs of state." Helan Minyue pursed her red lips, her voice like the gurgling of a stream.

Lin Lang felt warm in his heart after hearing this. He hugged Helan Minyue's soft body tightly and kissed her beautiful red lips uncontrollably.

When Lin Lang's kiss fell on her lips like a feather, Helan Minyue's breathing stagnated, her little face became more and more rosy, and her shy look was so beautiful.

A warm breath mixed with ambergris came over her, and she hugged Lin Lang tightly with her hands in panic, her eyelashes trembling violently, like a frightened butterfly.

Lin Lang's lips rubbed and caressed with irresistible tenderness, kissing Helan Minyue so hard that a broken sob escaped from her throat.

"My dear, you are so beautiful and charming!" Lin Lang murmured vaguely with a hot breath, kissing Helan Minyue's neck and earlobes.

Helan Minyue felt as if she had fallen into a boiling cloud of mist. Her breath was completely taken away and her consciousness began to blur.

She responded clumsily, her fingertips unconsciously sliding across Lin Lang's back, pulling out messy wrinkles on the quilt.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Lang finally let her go.

Helan Minyue collapsed in Lin Lang's arms, her cheeks flushed red, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, and she was almost overwhelmed with shyness.

She buried her head in Lin Lang's chest, not daring to look up, but she could hear his violent heartbeat, making her eardrums hot.

"My dear, you look more beautiful now than the peony in spring." Lin Lang's hoarse laughter was a little teasing.

"Your Majesty, I'm so shy when you say that!" Helan Minyue was so embarrassed that she gently hit Lin Lang in the arms, her cheeks burning like pancakes.

But the force was so light that it felt like a tickle, and when it fell on Lin Lang, it actually added a bit of cuteness.

"Don't be shy, my dear. Our shameless and happy life has just begun."

Helan Minyue buried her face in Lin Lang's arms, her voice unclear: "Your Majesty is not allowed to say such lewd words..."

Lin Lang laughed softly, his chest trembling slightly from the laughter.

He raised his hand and stroked Helan Minyue's soft long hair, his fingertips running through the hair, his movements as gentle as if he were treating a rare treasure.

"Okay, I won't say anymore." He slowed down his tone and sighed with satisfaction, "I just hope that every morning from now on, I can wake up like this holding my beloved."

When Helan Minyue heard this, her heart felt like it was being warmed by a stove. The shyness she had just felt gradually melted away, leaving only sweetness.

She looked up into Lin Lang's smiling eyes, in which her shadow was reflected, clear and gentle.

She put her arms around Lin Lang's waist, her voice soft and mellow as if she had just woken up: "Your Highness, too."

Before he could finish his words, his mouth was sealed by a sudden kiss.

This time, Helan Minyue was no longer so flustered. She responded like Lin Lang, and the immature but passionate love spread between their entangled lips and teeth.

The kiss was light and quick, like a petal covered with morning dew falling on the lips.

Helan Minyue was caught off guard, her eyelashes trembling, but she tilted her face up obediently, letting Lin Lang toss and turn around with her.

Lin Lang's palm gently supported the back of her neck, his fingertips caressing the delicate skin, and his kiss was filled with a doting smile. It was not as hot as last night, but instead like the warm spring sun, slowly spreading over her heart.

When they separated, her lips were moist and her breathing became more disordered.

Lin Lang leaned against Helan Minyue's forehead, rubbing his nose against hers, and chuckled softly, "Just think of this as... a good morning kiss to my beloved concubine."

Helan Minyue bit her lip, unable to hide the smile in her eyes, but deliberately put on a stern face: "Your Majesty is becoming more and more frivolous."

Although she said this, her arms quietly tightened, pressing herself closer to Lin Lang's arms, like a little animal craving for warmth.

Lin Lang chuckled softly and reached out to scratch the tip of her nose: "In front of my beloved concubine, I will not be a proper king."

He glanced sideways at the increasingly bright sky outside the window, and added a touch of seriousness to his tone, "It's getting late, my beloved concubine, you should get up. My brother and his wife should have prepared breakfast and are waiting to give me a farewell banquet after my expedition to quell the rebellion. We can't keep them waiting."

Helan Minyue then remembered the rules, nodded hurriedly, and began to shyly serve clothes to Lin Lang. Her serious and shy look almost melted Lin Lang's heart.

Helan Minyue held the ochre dragon robe in her hands, her fingertips brushing over the five-clawed golden dragon embroidered with gold thread. The morning light fell on her flushed cheeks, like a layer of honey.

Her eyes were filled with a hint of shy sweetness as she whispered, "Your Majesty, please change your clothes."

Helan Minyue took the middle single first and handed it over with a soft touch on her fingertips. When Lin Lang raised his hand to take it, he deliberately pinched the back of her hand lightly.

Helan Minyue's cheeks became even hotter, but she did not dodge as usual. Instead, she looked up at him, her eyes filled with tiny lights, as if they were kneaded with stars.

After Lin Lang put on his mid-length robe, Helan Minyue held up the dragon robe and gently put on one sleeve for him.

Lin Lang leaned forward slightly to cooperate, and with his other hand he put his arm around her waist, pulling her into his arms.

Helan Minyue's body softened and she leaned against his chest, the tip of her nose filled with the fresh scent of his body, but her hands did not stop moving. Her fingertips nimbly passed through the laces of the dragon robe and slowly tied it at the back.

Just after tying the laces, Lin Lang suddenly lowered his head and gave Helan Minyue a light kiss on the forehead.

Helan Minyue paused, then smiled with her lips pursed, the sweetness in her eyes almost overflowing.

She raised her hand to smooth the wrinkles on the dragon robe, her fingertips traced the dragon pattern on his chest, and she whispered, "Your Majesty's dragon robe is so majestic."

Lin Lang looked at Helan Minyue's serious expression, a low laugh escaped his throat, he reached out and lifted her chin, and pecked her lightly on the lips: "No matter how majestic, it is not as beautiful as the way my beloved concubine looks when she changes clothes for me."

Helan Minyue's cheeks flushed at what he said, but she didn't hide away. Instead, she put her arms around Lin Lang's neck and kissed him on the corner of his lips. Her voice was as soft as cotton candy: "Then, Your Majesty, from now on, I will take care of your clothes, okay?"

Lin Lang smiled and said "Okay", and gently scratched the tip of her nose with his fingertips, filling the room with an indelible sweetness.