The salty fish lady just wants to get over the wall

Hearing this, Meng Yinger spoke up boldly: "Yinger knows that her aptitude is mediocre, and the son of Ling Zhao is so charming, I am just afraid that the son of Ling Zhao will look down on me."

"So it's such a small matter," Xu Wenyi laughed, and vowed to comfort him: "Ying'er, don't worry, Aunt Xu is in charge of this marriage. As long as Aunt Xu agrees to this marriage, Ling Zhao will definitely marry you."

Meng Yinger's eyes lit up: "Really, Aunt Xu?"

"It can't be fake." Xu Wenzhen held her patience, and calmed her down in a good voice: "It was the emperor's will to arrange the marriage for Ling Zhao. Now I'm in charge. If I let him marry you, he will have to marry you." Marry, otherwise it will be a crime of resisting the decree."

Hearing this, Meng Yinger was completely relieved.

Regardless of whether Xiao Yi can fall in love with her or not, he must marry her anyway.

Lin's heart was also full of joy when she heard this, and she laughed and scolded Meng Yinger: "You silly child is still worried about this and that, mother said that Prince Ling Zhao will definitely marry you, now you can feel at ease."

With Xu Wenyi's reassurance, Meng Yinger was completely at ease.

Lin's eyes rolled and she lighted up a little: "Princess, if you want me to say this, it's better to quickly arrange the marriage between Ying'er and Xiao Yi, so that the marriage can be put on the agenda early and save a lot of trouble in the future Something happened."

The main reason is that I am afraid of long nights and many dreams, and something will happen.

This marriage drags on, and I don't know what will change in the future.

When talking about marriage, Meng Yinger couldn't get in the way, so she could only sit aside shyly, waiting for Lin and Xu Wenwei to discuss everything.

Xu Wenzhen nodded: "Sister Lin is right. If the marriage is settled early, Ying'er and Ling Zhao can get married earlier, and I can rest earlier. I will wait for Ying'er to add a grandson to the palace in the future."

Xu Wenyi also wanted Xiao Yi and Meng Yinger to get married earlier, the same as Lin's idea, so as to avoid any accidents in the future.

The three of them were all worried about the same thing. They were afraid that the marriage would go wrong, so they wanted to get married quickly and settle down.

Mrs. Lin and Xu Wenyi discussed and planned to find an auspicious day in the next few days to complete the engagement ceremony for Xiao Yi and Meng Yinger.

At night, Fuhua Palace was dead of night, a figure quietly sneaked into Wen Nianruan's bedroom, without disturbing anyone in the palace.

Just as Wen Nianruan unbuttoned his shirt and faded it to half his waist, revealing half of his beautiful back, he felt the coolness behind him. Looking back, he saw Xiao Yi leaning on the dowry in front of the window, staring at his back with interest. look back.

Wen Nianruan put on his clothes, and gave Xiao Yi a light look: "Do you want to be a flower picker?"

Xiao Yi raised the corners of his lips, stepped forward and hugged her from behind, with his big hands running up his waist: "Is that soft enough for Cai?"

"Don't make trouble."

Wen Nianruan felt a tingling electric current around his waist, and his bones were almost limp, so he quickly grabbed Xiao Yi's troublesome big hand.

She turned around and faced Xiao Yi face to face, jokingly squinting her beautiful fox eyes: "I already have a 'fiancée'."

"Jealous?" Xiao Yi gave a low chuckle, his voice deep and seductive: "If Ruan Ruan doesn't like it, I'll go back and kill that woman."

"Who is jealous, don't be narcissistic."

Wen Nianruan let out a soft snort, and her pouty little mouth almost went up to the sky.

He said he was not jealous, but his eyes were very sour.

Subconsciously, she cared more and more about Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi smiled happily, and bit Wen Nianruan's small mouth lightly: "The Ruanruan said, should I kill that woman?"

"Now don't, I haven't seen what your 'fiancée' looks like."

Wen Nianruan smiled but was not a smile, he was joking, but a strong sour smell came over his face.

Xiao Yi fell in love with her jealous little appearance, and wanted to bully her until she cried.

"Xi Xi said, that woman is not as good looking as me."

"Well, not as good as you at all."

Xiao Yi hugged Wen Nianruan onto the bed, leaned against her, and whispered in her ear: "Ruanruan looks better, and it looks better when you take off your clothes."

With a light flick of his fingertips, Wen Nianruan's clothes fell apart, revealing his porcelain-white round shoulders.

Xiao Yi's eyes dimmed, and his thin lips kissed her neck with a bit of force.

"pain"

Wen Nianruan exhorted, water mist overflowed from the end of his eyes, soft and pitiful.

With such a delicate appearance, Xiao Yi couldn't help but want to bully her fiercely. He was not light but heavy, and became ruthless with madness.

In terms of love affairs, Yun Chen'an and Xiao Yi are two extremes.

"Ruanruan want | me?"

Xiao Yi buried her head in Wen Nianruan's neck, and unbuttoned her clothes bit by bit with her hands, her voice was low and hoarse: "If Ruanruan doesn't want me anymore, I will be snatched by another woman."

Wen Nianruan wrapped her arms around his neck, her fox eyes blurred, and whispered in his ear: "Yes."

Xiao Yi's eyes were stained dark red, and before he could take the next step, someone knocked on the palace door, and Ziyun's delicate voice came: "Madam, this servant will make you a bowl of bird's nest porridge, which nourishes and nourishes your skin. You can taste it." taste."

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The aura on Xiao Yi's body was suddenly gloomy, and there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

With a big hand on Wen Nianruan's waist, his voice was low and hoarse: "Leave her alone, let's continue."

Disturbed by Ziyun, Wen Nianruan's eyes regained a bit of clarity, and he held Xiao Yi's hand: "Don't, she will find out later."

Xiao Yi jokingly laughed lowly: "If you hold back and don't scream, she won't find out."

Wen Nianruan was slightly taken aback, but when he realized what he meant, his face flushed instantly.

This man's provocative methods are even better than hers.

She can tease Yun Chenan, but she can only be teased in front of Xiao Yi.

Ziyun didn't hear Wen Nian's soft reply, and put his ear on the door of the palace, listening to the movement inside, he called out again: "Your Majesty, are you asleep?"

Xiao Yi narrowed his gloomy eyes: "Can I kill her?"

"Don't move, I'll go take a look."

Wen Nianruan pushed Xiao Yi who was on his body to get out of bed, opened the door of the palace, with a deep tiredness on his face: "It's really hard for you to cook porridge for me at such a late hour, don't trouble me in the future, this man of the palace It's time for bed."

"The maidservant knows, and next time I won't dare to disturb the empress so late."

While Ziyun was talking, his eyes kept looking into the hall, but he didn't see anything.

Wen Nianruan turned a blind eye to her small movements, took the bowl of porridge in her hand, but Ziyun was still standing at the entrance of the hall, Wen Nianruan gave her a sideways look: "Is there anything else?"

"Oh, there's nothing else, the servant waits for the empress to finish the porridge, and then take the bowl away and clean it."

Ziyun withdrew her gaze in a panic, and looked down at the ground, not daring to glance at it.

"You go back to rest first, put the bowl here first, and let Qiu Bai wash it tomorrow morning."

"The slaves will leave first, and the empress should rest early."

Ziyun glanced at the bowl of porridge, and when he turned to leave, there was a dark light in his eyes.

Wen Nianruan closed the door, and Xiao Yi came out from the dark, with loose clothes and a lazy attitude.

"Is this maid sent by Xiao Jinran just now?"

"Well, she used to be Ye Qianhe's maid of honor, but now she should have taken refuge with the queen mother behind her back."