Stunning Concubine Allure: Prince, let's go to bed!

After the morning court, in the royal study of Ran Wei Palace, Ran Huang and Ran Yong Zeng, dressed in dark brown cannons, sat beside the desk with a solemn and indifferent expression. He took a memorial, glanced at it casually, and put it down again, as if he was a little restless. 【】

Clenched hands into fists, "Ahem!" Coughed twice.

"Your Majesty, please pay attention to your body, please take a while to review! Don't wait for a while." A dull voice sounded.

Ran Yong once glanced at the man standing at the bottom. He looked like he was in his forties, dressed in military uniform of a general, thin and thin, with a bronze face.With dragon eyes and tiger eyes, he is very energetic when he looks up, and he speaks with great anger.

"Nangong, you and I have been friends for more than [-] years. We went through life and death together. When have you ever seen me slacking off?"

Hearing Ranhuang's words, Nangong Wei felt uncomfortable. A sad look appeared on his not-so-handsome face, and his voice became even deeper, "Your Majesty, the dragon's body is important."

Ran Yong once saw the worried look on Nangong Wei's face.

"Ahem," on the contrary, he showed a sudden expression.

"Nangong! Life is a matter of life and death. If I can live more than ten years, the heavens will treat me well."

17 years ago, in the ninth year of Ranwei, Daiguo attacked Ranwei, and Emperor Ran personally marched with a poisoned arrow.This poison is very overbearing, and now the remaining toxin has invaded the internal organs.Even his beloved Concubine Xiao didn't know about this matter, only Nan Gongwei, who was a confidant, knew about it.

Ran Yongzeng stood up, walked up to him, and patted him on the shoulder as a gesture of comfort.

Taking a deep breath, he asked, "Nangong, who was there in the ancestral temple last night?"

Nangong Wei, who was immersed in worry, was slightly taken aback, not expecting His Majesty Ran Huang to ask such a question.

"Your Majesty, the Third Prince went to the ancestral temple last night, and the Crown Prince's people also went there. There is another group of people who should protect Princess Jin."

"Ahem, the ancestral temple was not peaceful last night, and there were many troubles for the beauties. I hope the ancestors don't blame them."

Ran Yongzeng stayed outside the door in silence, pondered for a moment, and withdrew his wandering thoughts, "Ahem, Nangong, what do you think of the girl above the hall? Can the power behind her protect itself?"

Nangong Wei frowned, "Your Majesty, it's hard to say."

Ran Yongzeng smiled dumbly, and patted him on the shoulder again, like a brother, without the majesty of an emperor at all, "I knew you would say so, it's time to take precautions when you come here."

Time is like quicksand, inadvertently slipping away from the fingers.

After a busy day, Murong Feixue was tired, and at night, she was hungry and sleepy, and her whole body was groggy and listless.

"Princess Jin!" He heard that damned voice again.

"Yes, Auntie!"

Sitting up straight, Nai had to bow his head under the eaves.Fei Xuexin cursed, "When I leave here, I'll ask my subordinates to dismantle your old bones."

It's not that she, Murong Feixue, doesn't respect the old and love the young, it's that these two aunts are too hateful. The words Princess Jin have been used a hundred and eight times today.

The moon hung high for nine days, and when night fell, Feixue caressed her hungry belly, looking forward to the arrival of her husband Ran Qingxun.

At nightfall, the moon was half bright, and the lamp was half dim, Murong Feixue gradually became sleepy, and fell asleep lying on the desk.

In the haze, a special fragrance rushed into her nose, Feixue tightened her nose tightly, before she opened her eyes, she murmured in a low voice like a dream: "Probably fainted from hunger, how can I smell the smell of meat, it must not be real."

I just feel that the fragrance is getting stronger and stronger, even if it is a dream, it will not be so real!Fei Xue rubbed her eyes sleepily, staring blankly ahead, "When did you come?"

Ran Qingxun sat in the hall without raising her eyes, and roasted the pigeons over charcoal fire.

Fei Xue calmed down, and when the acupuncture points of the two dominatrixes had been tapped, she suddenly realized that this was the ancestral temple, "Ran Qingxun, this is the ancestral temple, the fireworks will attract the guards outside."

Ran Qingxun didn't raise her eyes, and wrote lightly: "I guessed right, they should know I'm coming, as long as I don't light up the ancestral temple, they probably won't come in."

Murong Feixue asked suspiciously, "Are you sure?"

Ran Qingxun gave him a cold look, twitched the corners of her lips, and snorted coldly, "Do you think they are all fools?"

Seeing that the pigeon was cooked, Ran Qingxun stood up and walked to Murong Feixue, and handed it over, "The wound hasn't healed yet, so eating it won't leave a scar."

Murong Feixue looked stunned, and suddenly realized that she had become clumsy in front of him, she came back to her senses, and smiled, "Thank you, but since you admit that I am your princess, and you obviously care about it, why do you say it so indifferently?" .”

Ran Qingxun raised her eyebrows and said indifferently, "Aren't you hungry? Why are you talking so much?"

Although he was fierce, he was caring about himself, his heart was warm, and his mood was clear at this time, like a cold winter that had melted away, ushering in the warm sunshine of spring.Elegantly eating, the face is full of happiness.

Ran Qingxue looked at Fei Xue who was like a little girl, completely lost her previous arrogance, she seemed very satisfied, she frowned slightly puzzled, "That's just an ordinary pigeon."

After several hesitations, Ran Qingxun finally asked the question she had always wanted to ask, "Princess Feixue, what do you like about me? Is it because of my looks?"

Feixue stopped chewing, wiped the corners of her mouth with a brocade handkerchief, and explained with a solemn expression: "Ran Qingxun, listen carefully, I want to marry you because I love you, I said I like you It’s not about your status, nor your appearance. What I want is the feeling, as long as the feeling is right, I will fight for it even if there are mountains of swords and flames in front of me.”

It was the first time someone mentioned the term "feeling" to Ran Qingxun, and she felt puzzled, "What exactly is the feeling you're talking about? Is it what you call love?"

In ancient times, it was said that there were only three obediences and four virtues, and the matchmaker's words, such as Fei Xue's thoughts, were completely deviant.

"That kind of feeling is one part of lovesickness and two parts of concern. I will miss it unconsciously, and my heart will be affected by joy, anger, sorrow and joy. A little bit of heartbeat, even a look in my eyes will make people feel happy."

Murong Feixue saw Ran Qingxun, who had a look of confusion in her eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, staring at her beloved, her eyes full of expectation, "The happiest thing in life is to hold hands with your beloved." The child brings the old." ory5

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