My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

Chapter 15 Prince
  "Princess, watch your step."

Ye Furui had just fallen down and sprained her foot, and only then did she realize the pain.

Yan Conngling saw that she was limping and reached out to help her.

"Thank you girl."

The soft and gentle person even spoke softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing Die.

Yan Conling knew that she and the Fifth Prince were childhood sweethearts, a young couple with a deep love for each other. Although she had been married for many years and had no children, she still refused to take a concubine.

This is probably why Concubine Rong, the mother-in-law, is quite dissatisfied with her daughter-in-law...

"My uncle is proficient in medicine and stone. He has traveled abroad for many years. If there is an opportunity later, I will ask about it for the princess."

Yan Conling didn't say it clearly, but Ye Furui understood it immediately and became excited.

"If that's the case, thank you very much, girl!"

The Tian family values ​​their children, and her husband sticks to his promise to treat her as before, but her mother-in-law's dissatisfaction and outside discussions are still like a turbulent wave.

"No matter whether this matter can be accomplished or not, Miss Yan is the noble person in my destiny..."

"Yan, girl, mother?"

When the three words were read out in a familiar low tone, Ye Furui was so nervous that her whole body became stiff.

Yan Conling took a step sideways, blocked the person behind him, and looked in the direction of the sound.

The man in black robes and jade crowns has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He is tall and handsome, but his aura is too impetuous and sinister, like a lion on the edge of a cliff that may become angry at any time.

Wisteria hung down beside the rockery, covering most of his face in shadow.

Even if he couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, Yan Conngling could feel that he was staring at her...

This is not the first time she and the prince have met.

The former empress's two sons and one daughter died in infancy. When the current empress Wu was still a noble concubine, Ning Junzhan had already received praise from several teachers. Unexpectedly, he became even more crazy after becoming the crown prince.

"His Royal Highness."

Yan Conling bowed politely and said, "Concubine Rong is still looking for the fifth princess, so I went over first."

The other party didn't speak.

Just stretch out your hand to push aside the wisteria, as if opening a curtain.

The light and shadow rotated, and Yan Conngling finally saw his appearance clearly.

At the moment, he was black and blue, he was too thin and his shoulders were a bit rugged, and his long eyes were cold and gray.

"Miss Yan is like a fairy in the moon." His eyes fell heavily on her.

With one sentence, Lou Qixue's breath turned cold.

Yan Conling quickly turned sideways and blocked him behind her.

The beautiful concubine Yan Ji in the East Palace is like a carp crossing the river. Ning Jun is so beautiful that he can stand shoulder to shoulder with his emperor father.

I thought that complimenting her like this would be bad, but I didn't expect that after waiting for a long time, I didn't see the other party say any offensive words.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

……

After leaving the Imperial Garden, Ye Furui finally took a breath.

"What are the princess's plans for the future?" Yan Conling handed her a clean handkerchief.

Over the years, whatever the prince has set his sights on, he has always found ways to get it.

One basket after another of impeachments was collected in the court, but the old emperor ignored the affairs of the court and lay down completely. The regent acted vigorously and resolutely, but it was a pity that in the past few years, he had been lingering on the sick bed, and he had more than enough ambition but not enough energy.

"The prince has said before that the world is vast and the mountains and rivers are beautiful. He wants to go out and see it."

Ye Furui took the handkerchief, wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, raised her tear-filled eyes and said, "It's just that I was afraid that my mother-in-law would blame me... so I never agreed."

Now there are the words of the prince.

When it comes to her husband's life, no matter how dissatisfied and angry Concubine Rong is with her, she can no longer hesitate.

"So Miss Yan's previous kindness will have to wait for three to five years..."

The fifth prince has an irrepressible temper and has no intention of competing for the throne. Concubine Rong's mother's family is hard to beat the Queen and Concubine Yao, so the rest can only wait.

As long as the new king is not the prince, they will come back.

But if so, I'm afraid I'll have to hide outside for the rest of my life. “Princess, don’t think like that.”

Yan Conling comforted her and said, "My uncle is also traveling all over the world. Maybe there is a chance that you and the prince will happen to meet each other."

When she said this, Ye Furui's depression immediately dissipated a lot.

"Then I'll give you Miss Yan's blessing."

After properly sending Ye Furui back, the flower banquet where the drunkard was not interested in drinking was almost over.

Yan Conling didn't like carriages, so he still brought horses directly.

But this time, the quantity was right.

Before turning over, she heard a low reminder in her ear, "That prince looks like a madman, be careful and don't get too close to him."

Yan Conling was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You only met him once and you can tell that he is sick?"

Lou Qixue knew that she was making fun of him.

But his expression was serious and there was no trace of joking at all.

"I mean it."

In his previous life, his energy and attention were almost entirely on Yan Conling, and he didn't pay much attention to the outside world. In addition, he is a house snail, so apart from the script about Yan Conngling, the rest is basically unclear.

But even so, he still remembered one thing deeply.

The prince with the royal surname Ning burned himself to death in his palace in his previous life.

It is said that he was crying and laughing that day, as if he was crazy.

The entire East Palace was submerged in a sea of ​​fire, like a purgatory on earth. Even Empress Wu, his biological mother who went to visit him the day before, was almost burned to death.

Matricide, self-immolation.

Either way, it's notorious.

and……

"He was rude to you just now. It's best to stay away from him in the future!"

Yan Conling, who was riding in front, looked back at him, a little funny.

"That's a compliment to me. How can I be rude?"

"He even praised the fifth princess."

The more Lou Qixue thought about it, the darker his face became. The darker the color, the more sour he became, "This prince obviously likes other people's wives!"

"..."

Yan Congling's hand slipping on the reins.

"Tomorrow I will take you back to Yunshan to meet my master and uncle, and then prepare to unpack your things and go to the church to get married."

This cake was drawn to be round and big, but I didn’t expect it to actually come out of the pan in the end.

Although she couldn't quite figure it out, where did this fox demon come from to trust her. The trust that the demon has in the demon hunter is tantamount to the prey letting go of its vigilance towards the hunter...

Lou Qixue looked dazed.

Even if he experienced it again, he still sweated nervously on his palms.

The moonlight was bright and clear, and he looked at the girl's back in front of him.

Wide sleeves are popular in Imperial Capital and are elegant and elegant.

But Yan Conling found it inconvenient to do things, so she wore narrow sleeves all year round.

It was rare to change into something like this when I entered the palace today.

But I was not used to it, so I found two ropes to pull up before riding.

At this moment, the cuffs of the sleeves were slightly bulging, blown by the night wind, and the fingers were as delicate as flowers, and the softness revealed the ability of an angry horse in bright clothes.

She is still very alive now...

It's not quite the same as the look in his eyes that became increasingly gloomy day by day in the later stages of his memory.

His throat was slightly dry, and he could only feel his heartstrings twitching. The faster it beat, the tighter and more painful it became.

(End of this chapter)