The imperial concubine, she murdered with beauty

Chapter 207 This man is poisonous! (one more)
Yan Wumou, Ye Wanwan, it was really laborious, so she was scheming.

The huge mansion, in addition to flowers and swings, is directly connected to a mountain behind it, with embankments and beaches, deep forest lanes, cave lotus ponds, and wild hummers.

Everything was beyond her expectations, amazing, and she liked everything.

How did he do it in such a big place?When did it start to be arranged?

Stunning is really amazing, and the scheming to seek her is quite deep, but it is undeniable that this heart is also sincere.

What's even more amazing is that in this huge house, Ye Wanwan never saw any servants from beginning to end, Yan Wu led her all the way, stretched out his hand to support the people, bent over and raised his skirt, and carefully guarded him all the way.

Even at the end, he even washed his hands and made the soup himself.

The one in front is okay, the one in the back. "Can you cook?"

It was really shocking and strange when she saw it, but then when she thought about it, it didn't seem so strange. He seemed to surprise her every time. He could do everything at his fingertips, and she couldn't think of anything else he couldn't.

Yan Wu neatly washed the vegetables, then poured them into the pot, and his movements were smooth and smooth. At first glance, he was very skilled, so he took the time to answer Ye Wanwan: "The craftsmanship is mediocre, but it's a shame."

Ye Wanwan was sitting on the edge of the table, watching Yan Wu cooking there. This scene was definitely the first time in her life.

It was the first time that I stood by the side of the pot watching other people's cooking, and it was the first time that I felt that men's cooking was so exciting.

Alas. This man is poisonous!

The two hot dishes were brought to Ye Wanwan, Yan Wu was about to say something, but when he looked up, he saw Ye Wanwan resting his head in one hand, and just looked at him like that, his eyes fascinated.

The corners of Yan Wu's lips were slightly hooked, the light in her eyes flickered, she raised her hand and scratched lightly on the tip of her nose, and said in a doting tone, "I'm back to my senses, madam."

Ye Wanwan returned to her senses, only to realize that she was looking at him in a trance, raised her hand to cover her face, and was embarrassed.

Two dishes, one soup, two bowls of rice, very simple.

I don't know if it's because of my mood, but I always feel that this meal is more delicious than usual.

After bowing his head and having a meal, Yan Wu cleared the table and brought some refreshments.

If the little eunuch Yan Chen served her like this, she would have peace of mind, but this is the Marquis of Zhen Guo, and this person really doesn't know what it means to be pretentious in front of her.

After they finished eating, the two went to the back mountain for a walk to digest their food. They walked slowly along the river bank corridor. Ye Wanwan's hand was always in his hand, and she didn't bother to withdraw it. Hypocritical.

Finally, walking back to the sea of ​​flowers, Ye Wanwan nestled on the swing.

The swing was covered with soft cushions, smelling the fragrance of the flowers in the garden, Ye Wanwan sighed: "Yan Wu, is there Ecstasy in your soup?"

It's not ecstasy soup, how can she disintegrate her guard inch by inch, it's only been a day since she came out, and her heart is full of him.

"Let it go." Yan Wu approached, knelt down in front of Ye Wanwan on one knee, looked up at her with unconcealed eyes, held Ye Wanwan's hand and bowed his head to kiss: "Yan will put all the fans away. The soul medicine is all put in the soup, since the lady has drank it, she can't escape."

After he finished speaking, he raised her hand and put it on his mask, meaning she wanted her to lift the mask.

Ye Wanwan's heart was beating like a drum, her hands trembled with nervousness, and she couldn't help but wonder if the mask was lifted, whether it was Yan Chen's face or the ugly face she had seen before.

But in the end, she still didn't reveal it: "This mask of Marquis Zhen Guo is not very good-looking. Next time, this palace will give you a pure gold one."

Not opened.

Yan Wu's eyes were clearly filled with regret, but she understood what she meant. What she needed now was the Marquis of Zhen Guo, not a little eunuch.

It was getting late, Yan Wu took her out and got on the carriage, and went back slowly all the way.

Unlike when they came, the two sat together again, and Ye Wanwan no longer rejected him that much.

Yan Wu sent Ye Wanwan to the dormitory and looked at it reluctantly for a long time before leaving.

Aunt Lin watched this scene, her brows furrowed, and she disagreed very much. She waited for Yan Wu to leave before she went in: "Niangniang."

Hesitant to speak.

Ye Wanwan understood when she saw her expression: "It's very deviant and shameless, right?"

Aunt Lin quickly shook her head: "My concubine doesn't mean that."

Ye Wanwan smiled: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, Ben Gong also thinks that he is going too far."

Aunt Lin: "." She said all the bad things herself, but she didn't know how to speak.

Sighing: "My concubine is just worried about the empress. If it spreads out, it will be the empress who will be hurt after all."

Ye Wanwan just thought it was funny, what harm was she afraid of?
"Aunt, do you know what happened at the hunting ground that day?"

"The assassin's arrow came, the emperor, he pulled Ben Gong to block him, it was Yan Wu who held the arrow, his palm was pierced, and the tip of the arrow was less than half an inch away from my heart. distance."

"This" Aunt Lin was shocked, she really didn't know about this, it turned out that there was such a thing.

Ye Wanwan looked at her and said, "Bengong's life is short, and he has not met many people. He is the only one, and Bengong owes him two lives."

"One time at the military camp of the Golden State and once at the hunting ground. Without him, one could die. With him, since Ben Gong was killed in death, why would he be deviant?"

Aunt Lin understood: "The concubine respects the wishes of the goddess, and will never say more, it's just the emperor's side."

Ye Wanwan glanced at her, her brows flashed with anger.

Aunt Lin's heart throbbed, and she didn't respond for a while. She didn't wake up until she went back, and the hand holding the water glass trembled.

In the third month of Zhao Yi's coma, Han Xuanyi's stomach was activated and a princess was born.

Han Xuanyi's children were all born, Zhao Yi was still in a coma, and the people in the court were even more worried.

Concubine Li was very worried about her son. Although she went to beg Ye Wanwan, Ye Wanwan didn't do anything to persuade the queen mother or anything. She was even more anxious, but there was nothing she could do.

She thought that Zhao Zhuo was about to be finished, but she quickly found that Zhen Guohou seemed to be very different to Zhao Zhuo, and took Zhao Zhuo out to ride and shoot every two or three days. After taking Zhao Zhuo out, he came back in a much better spirit, and he also had medicine to replenish his body.

Zhao Zhuo's body is also getting better day by day. So, the Duke of Zhen Guo really helped Zhao Zhuo, and Concubine Li was very excited. If he could draw the Duke of Zhenguo over, wouldn't he be afraid of anyone?
She immediately wrote to the Feng family and asked the Feng family to find a way to get in touch with Zhenguohou, and to explore the wind.

(End of this chapter)