I can't die!I haven't ruled the world yet!

Chapter 75 Don't worry, I've been planning for His Majesty

The two walked in the Changjie night market, listening to the shouts one after another, thinking about each other.

Rong Cen looked at Fuyunju from afar, five years, five years.

How old was Jiang Yun five years ago?

The two are considered to be the same age, although the other party is only a prince, but he is far ahead of Rong Cen.

She is sitting on the throne now, but she is favored by her own short-lived ghost Xiandi father.

However, Emperor Changning has not yet established a crown prince, the three princes and the four princes are fighting for life and death, and the mantis catching cicadas and orioles are behind.

And even raised her Dayin!
Rong Cen narrowed his eyes and clicked his tongue softly, feeling very upset.

As the saying goes: A tall building rises from the ground, and every brick and tile is its foundation.Reform and elimination of fraud is not something that happens overnight.

With such a strong rival, she was really worried that Dayin would be taken over by the opponent before he developed, let alone wait for her to rule the world.

Although he is not hostile now, people are fickle, especially this man. Who can say for sure about interests?

Fuyunju could be regarded as the bustling center of Qizhou, and the two walked further and further away, being overwhelmed by the bustle of the noisy market.

"Tomorrow we have to detour to Yizhou first, and it happens that your people are still trapped in the city." Jiang Yun said leisurely.

"They have their own way of getting out."

It was agreed earlier that if Rong Cen did not come back for a few days, or if there was a change in Yizhou, Diying would secretly go back to the capital to wait for her.Regardless of the follow-up, Shengzhou needs a His Majesty, just in case.

I don't know what day it is today, the people are coming and going intensively, and they all go in the opposite direction to them, and they are in a hurry.

Rong Cen didn't notice for a while, and was almost hit, thanks to Jiang Yun pulling her to his side.

The skin wrapped by his palm was warm and hot, and he exerted a lot of force out of desperation, which caused her a little pain.

Moreover, for some unknown reason, Jiang Yun held her wrist tightly and rubbed it a few times. His thumb rested on her two soft tendons. It is impossible to ignore.

"what happened?"

Xu went out today and didn't look at the almanac, Rong Cen was bumped several times.

Jiang Yun was speechless for a long time, staring at a certain direction.

Rong Cen turned his head to follow his line of sight, but he pulled him back, and he fell into the white and blue embrace.

"Don't look, someone is following you."

Another dog's tail brushed by her ears, Jiang Yun's hands were not idle, her wrists were twisted, and her grip was changed into a support, and her palms slid upwards, intertwining with her slender fingers.

Fingers intertwined.

The two whites between the sky and the earth, and the wanton flying pink and blue blend together are the perfect match. In terms of appearance alone, the two also form a beautiful and charming scene, but no one stops to watch.

The person involved didn't care, Rong Cen just wanted to know what he saw: "Who?"

Who provoked the tail?Who sent the tail?
"Song Zeng."

he?
Rong Cen has already started planning how to deal with the queen mother, no matter how bad it is, it will be Mrs. Chengde Hou. Although these two are women, their minds are not inferior to those old foxes in the court.

In the end, it was Song Zeng who came?
The people of the imperial concubine.

Just captured Yizhou, why did you follow her so far?

"He probably didn't recognize you, he followed me."

After a lot of thinking, Rong Cen heard Jiang Yun's words, and his palms felt itchy again.

It was Jiang Yun who wrote in the palm of her hand. The strokes were a little familiar, but not much.

What is this written about?
Which traditional characters should he not know?

Yaoshou, I forgot all about it.After the year, all the knowledge that is urgently needed is urgently needed. She has not encountered the traditional Chinese characters in the memorial, so she has been put on hold for the time being.

Rong Cen's face was still stuffed in his robe, and his arms that were still free to move took the initiative to climb up to the hand around his waist, and forced himself to be calm: "This is not a place to talk, find an alley where no one is there."

"Hold tight."

With reddish ears, Jiang Yun avoided pedestrians and stopped at the entrance of the alley with her.

There was no one around, and Song Zeng didn't follow.

"Yizhou must go, your beloved little lamb must leave home."

The deliberately lowered voice came into her left ear just behind her ear.

Rong Cen shrank slightly, her heart was like a fluffy thorn, she wanted to back away uncomfortably, and her head hit the wall with a bang.

knock.

Although there was Jiang Yun's palm to cushion it, it still hurt.

"Walls have ears, no offense intended."

Jiang Yun held the back of her head and pulled her into his arms again.

Rong Cen's chin rested on his shoulder, and his other arm seemed to be branded on her waist. The two of them embraced each other face to face at this moment, just like lovers reunited after a long absence.

Imagination is always good.If one ignores her slightly ferocious expression and struggling tiptoes, she can barely touch the beauty.

But Rong Cen didn't get into this scene at all, she was like a hanged ghost who just kicked off the stool, hanging on Jiang Yun's shoulders, struggling with nowhere to go, in a state of wanting to die but regretting but not dying but not reconciled, unable to survive , I can't ask for death.

Except she doesn't have a "mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm)...well, she started.

"Well."

The desire to survive made Rong Cen lean back. This man's sweet talk was just to cover up his true face as a straight man, so he almost strangled her to death?

Rong Cen took two breaths of fresh air and asked, "What's the matter with turning off the lamb lamp?"

Could it be that there is a universe inside?
Rong Cen raised his eyes slightly, and it happened that Jiang Yun looked down at her.I don't know what kind of mood he is in, and it's so dark here that I can't see his expression clearly, but she always feels that the other party seems to be looking at her soul through his eyes.

"Yao..." Jiang Yun's lips parted slightly, he paused, and then said again: "I once had a relationship with Miss Hongluan."

"?!"

Did he mean Yaozhou?Could it be that Hongluan is really the daughter of Yaozhou Wei Yin Liangrun?He also knows about this? !

Although Rong Cen knew that Jiang Yun was a know-it-all, but... how could he really know everything?

Rong Cen suddenly felt frustrated.

She is really aggrieved as the emperor, she doesn't know what to ask, and she can't hide anything from all parties.

It doesn't matter that the empress dowager, the empress dowager and the concubine are all from Dayin, but Jiang Yun, who is from Nanxun...

Rong Cen gritted his back molars, feeling depressed, and looked at him more and more unhappy.

Jiang Yun was keenly aware of her displeasure, and couldn't see clearly in the dark, but he still patted her head precisely, smoothing the little wool that was about to explode.

"Don't worry, I have been planning for His Majesty."

A very light word.

"Jiang Yun, I don't know what your purpose is, but from the beginning to the end, I don't think you will be a person who wholeheartedly plans for Dayin and me... and will not hesitate to treason."

She also kept her voice extremely low, but Wan Lai was infinitely amplified in the silence, hitting people's hearts directly.

The two became confidantes, although Rong Cen could not remember the reason, but she always believed in her own vision, Jiang Yun was not the kind of person who would go to war for a friend or even treason with the enemy.

He is a member of the Nanxun royal family.For him, power is at his fingertips.

Wouldn't it be better to sit firmly on the dragon chair in Nanxun than to seek refuge with an incompetent emperor who was full of ills and backwards?
Nan Xun was staring at him, and he went deep into Dayin alone, only for the purpose of seizing Dayin.

Jiang Yun is used to wearing a mask, such hypocrites are often the most ambitious.

(End of this chapter)