Remnant King and Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Luo Ran raised her hand and pushed him impatiently. Seeing him crying, she felt even more irritable. The more she looked at Murong Zhiyuan, the more she disliked him. How could such a delicate man be her husband? Besides, he couldn't compare to King Jing's majestic and ruthless in any way.

Humph--

Seeing that there is no room for change in the matter, Zhiyuan sees that even if you give her the priceless Yu Ruyi, even if she is a handsome young man now, even if she is the number one scholar in the middle of next year, she will not think highly of herself, and she feels despair in her heart.

"You go."

Murong Luoran knew that his plan with Xiyue was about to succeed, and he got Yu Ruyi again, and his mood became better and better, so he didn't embarrass or ridicule Zhiyuan, but let him leave.

Zhiyuan was in pain, seeing her chasing him, he turned around and was about to leave, but when he took a step, he suddenly turned around and hugged Luoran, kissed him, and said hurriedly while kissing.

"If you must marry someone else, I have no objection, as long as you are happy, but now, I hope you can accept me again, just the last time, and I will make you happy."

"Let go of me."

Murong Luoran was terribly frightened, and pushed and pushed desperately, but Zhiyuan was still a vigorous young man, she was no match for him, within two strokes, Zhiyuan's clothes were torn apart, and his cold hands covered her Luo Ran was almost frightened to death.

But he heard Zhiyuan panting and said anxiously.

"If you don't promise me this time, I'll keep pestering you, making it impossible for you to marry someone else."

Murong Luoran's struggling movements froze, and he stared at Zhiyuan angrily, but he also knew that he was his own, and what he wanted was also his right.

Seeing that she was no longer struggling, Zhiyuan leaned over and hugged Luoran's chest, feeling the trembling and soft moaning of the woman under him, Zhiyuan was overjoyed, so he became more daring.

Not long after, there was the sound of tables being shaken and cups falling to the ground in the wing room.

Faintly, there are also men's panting and women's singing...

*

far away,

A beautiful figure looked at all this coldly, and listening to the voice from within, Murong Wanrou's body and mind trembled for a while, thinking of the crown prince and King Jing's love for her, she just felt that she couldn't restrain herself.

But she didn't leave, she just kept listening to the voices inside, for almost an entire hour, when the door opened, she saw Zhiyuan fled out of the room in a panic, disheveled.

Murong Wanrou looked at her half-brother coldly. To be precise, she and him are of the same father and mother.

Although the woman was still not taken into the mansion, but for the sake of this son, the mother also treated her very kindly, let her buy a house outside, and sent maids and mother-in-law to take good care of her.

I heard that the woman agreed to do the same, as long as her son can live well here.

Smiling coldly, Wanrou followed Zhiyuan all the way back to Zhiyuan's yard, Zhiyuan was out of breath, but his expression was constantly changing, sometimes satisfied, sometimes sad.

Sitting blankly in his yard, with the breeze blowing, he didn't want to move.

"Ugh……"

She lowered her head and let out a long sigh, what can she do, Luo Ran's younger sister is willing to change her mind to marry her, she is her own woman, if she marries someone else, how can her husband's family find her infidelity, how can she be tolerated.Luo Ran raised her hand and pushed him impatiently. Seeing him crying, she felt even more irritable. The more she looked at Murong Zhiyuan, the more she disliked him. How could such a delicate man be her husband? Besides, he couldn't compare to King Jing's majestic and ruthless in any way.

Humph--

Seeing that there is no room for change in the matter, Zhiyuan sees that even if you give her the priceless Yu Ruyi, even if she is a handsome young man now, even if she is the number one scholar in the middle of next year, she will not think highly of herself, and she feels despair in her heart.

"You go."

Murong Luoran knew that his plan with Xiyue was about to succeed, and he got Yu Ruyi again, and his mood became better and better, so he didn't embarrass or ridicule Zhiyuan, but let him leave.

Zhiyuan was in pain, seeing her chasing him, he turned around and was about to leave, but when he took a step, he suddenly turned around and hugged Luoran, kissed him, and said hurriedly while kissing.

"If you must marry someone else, I have no objection, as long as you are happy, but now, I hope you can accept me again, just the last time, and I will make you happy."

"Let go of me."

Murong Luoran was terribly frightened, and pushed and pushed desperately, but Zhiyuan was still a vigorous young man, she was no match for him, within two strokes, Zhiyuan's clothes were torn apart, and his cold hands covered her Luo Ran was almost frightened to death.

But he heard Zhiyuan panting and said anxiously.

"If you don't promise me this time, I'll keep pestering you, making it impossible for you to marry someone else."

Murong Luoran's struggling movements froze, and he stared at Zhiyuan angrily, but he also knew that he was his own, and what he wanted was also his right.

Seeing that she was no longer struggling, Zhiyuan leaned over and hugged Luoran's chest, feeling the trembling and soft moaning of the woman under him, Zhiyuan was overjoyed, so he became more daring.

Not long after, there was the sound of tables being shaken and cups falling to the ground in the wing room.

Faintly, there are also men's panting and women's singing...

*

far away,

A beautiful figure looked at all this coldly, and listening to the voice from within, Murong Wanrou's body and mind trembled for a while, thinking of the crown prince and King Jing's love for her, she just felt that she couldn't restrain herself.

But she didn't leave, she just kept listening to the voices inside, for almost an entire hour, when the door opened, she saw Zhiyuan fled out of the room in a panic, disheveled.

Murong Wanrou looked at her half-brother coldly. To be precise, she and him are of the same father and mother.

Although the woman was still not taken into the mansion, but for the sake of this son, the mother also treated her very kindly, let her buy a house outside, and sent maids and mother-in-law to take good care of her.

I heard that the woman agreed to do the same, as long as her son can live well here.

Smiling coldly, Wanrou followed Zhiyuan all the way back to Zhiyuan's yard, Zhiyuan was out of breath, but his expression was constantly changing, sometimes satisfied, sometimes sad.

Sitting blankly in his yard, with the breeze blowing, he didn't want to move.

"Ugh……"

She lowered her head and let out a long sigh, what can she do, Luo Ran's younger sister is willing to change her mind to marry her, she is her own woman, if she marries someone else, how can her husband's family find her infidelity, how can she be tolerated.