concubine, you cant do

Chapter 642 Fortunately, I will never give up in this life (3)
An Er glanced at Leng Yannuo and couldn't figure out what it meant, and then carefully looked at Murong Chengrui, seeing that his eyes were looking at him quietly, very gentle, but kind of gentle, and this kind of weirdness made An Er understand clearly. Sitting on a soft bed, but I feel like kneeling down on spikes, with ice water on my head, waiting to be poured down, the two sides are pinched, and then become cannon fodder.

And An Yi and the others in the dark really dare not speak at this moment, and they can't see the situation inside clearly from the outside, so they can only mourn for An Er.

"I'm asking you something, what do you think he is doing?" Leng Yannuo hooked his fingers towards An Er while speaking, and you can tell me, and I will let you go.

However, An Er moved his lips, Auntie, how dare he say it, but under Leng Yannuo's seemingly bright but aggressive eyes, An Er could only bite the bullet and say, "It was only that time. While doing some research, I met a brothel old bustard, I just listened to a few words of what the old bustard said, I was just talking nonsense, really, empress, I swear."

"Huh? Continue." Leng Yannuo raised his eyebrows, and a dangerous look in his eyes directly touched An Er's heart.

If you say that An Er is usually a man who walks with wind, but at this moment, the one in front of him is his master, and neither of them is a fuel-efficient lamp. Seeing the soft silk on the bed made him feel as if he was on pins and needles in a pile of fire and clouds, and he felt his hair stand on end.

And Murong Shengrui looked at Leng Yannuo from the beginning to the end, except for the occasional glance at An Er's knees, he kept looking at Leng Yannuo, seeing that she finally recovered a bit of human color, and there seemed to be a hint of a smile in her eyes, and When this smile was caught by An Er, An Er could only consider himself unlucky, it seems that the master sold him for the beauty.

"Well, report back to Empress Empress..."

"Well, let's talk." Leng Yannuo interrupted An Er before An Er's words were fully spoken this time. An Er looked up at Leng Fang Nuo in astonishment, blinked his eyes, and only then did he understand after receiving the awe-inspiring aura. , Leng Yannuo was concerned about his address, slapped his head, and was about to change his words, but felt Murong Shengrui's fixed eyes looking over him, suddenly he couldn't move forward or retreat, my face wrinkled into a melon.

"No, I, that, master, I used to act as an ordinary scholar and accompany you to protect you on your way to Lan's house, you can't treat me like this now, master, I am your caring little guard Ah, don't worry, from now on, if you say go east, I feel right to go west, and if you say go west, I will definitely not go east, and you will be the only one to show me in this life." An Er continued to express his loyalty .

Leng Yannuo's eyebrows raised slightly, "Do you want to kneel here like this tonight, or go out to blow the cold wind." As soon as Leng Yannuo finished speaking, An'er nodded like garlic, "Subordinates are willing to go out and blow the cold wind, blow the cold wind , Really, subordinates like to blow cold wind."

Leng Yannuo suddenly hooked his lips into a smile, "Ten meters to the left after going out the window, then ten meters to the right."

Hearing the words, An Er hurriedly floated out of the window, but after he reached the destination Leng Yannuo said, his mouth was open.

It was a resting place for the ladies of the Holy Palace. He bet that if he stood here to blow the cold wind, and the venerable of the Holy Palace, the Holy Envoy, and the disciples of the Holy Palace did not come, he would be regarded as a pervert. Get down, princess, what am I doing? Thinking about it, An Er didn't intend to leave. Although Leng Yannuo seemed to be full of laughter and fun, if he didn't do this, the future It must be a miserable day.

After An Er left, Leng Yannuo and Murong Shengrui looked at each other several times.

"Does Emperor Mu want me to let everyone in the Holy Palace come to admire your peerless beauty?"

"If you're willing, I don't mind. If it relieves your anger, even if I'm allowed to run naked to the Holy Palace, I'd be happy with it." While Murong Shengrui was speaking, he lay down quite peacefully, and lightly adjusted the whole brocade quilt with his hands, Fang Cai An'er's kneeling creases bounced away, as if Cai An'er had never appeared in the red tent, on the bed at all.

Leng Yannuo looked at Murong Shengrui's gentle movements, even though he pushed Murong Shengrui in, he directly grabbed the skirt of his shirt, "Murong Shengrui, do you think I dare not kill you?"

"For the sake of saving you, let me sleep well tonight." Murong Shengrui suddenly grabbed Leng Yannuo's hand that was clenched to his skirt, so tight that Leng Yannuo tried it. I struggled several times.

Her hands were already as slender as snow-covered bamboos, but now they look even more slender. After lightly measuring them, Murong Shengrui's heart just ached even more. That beautiful and smooth texture was once so close to him. , and at the moment is still close, but so far away.

Leng Yannuo finally became angry, thinking that after all he had done his best to save his son and was seriously injured, no matter whether he was the father of the child in her womb, he was the Emperor Tianmu, she definitely couldn't kill him she.

But this man was so aggressive, thinking about it, he said coldly that he was using his internal strength, and his hand shook violently.

"Flash" Murong Shengrui's mouthful of blood was shaken out by Leng Yannuo's internal force, but the hand that was holding Leng Yannuo did not pull away, but gripped even tighter, "Leng Yannuo, you are so ruthless."

Leng Yannuo frowned and didn't answer, but the other palm was lifted up, and the palm went straight towards Murong Shengrui's belly. She didn't believe that this man came here from thousands of miles, really just to die.

However, this time, Leng Yannuo was stunned, the wind and rain were so fierce that Murong Shengrui's fine silk brocade robe was already cracked, but the opponent still didn't move.

In the dark place, the hearts of Anyi and the others were all tensed, but they didn't dare to rush in without Murong Shengrui's orders.

"If I can die by your hands, it will be the greatest fulfillment for me." Murong Shengrui's words came out in a low voice as the palm wind approached.

Leng Yannuo's palm wind suddenly stopped, and she looked at Murong Shengrui with her crystal eyes blankly, the death-seeking desire in his eyes was so obvious, she could naturally see it clearly.

"Murong Shengrui, I really don't remember you. Why do you bother? The majestic emperor, thousands of women chase after him, but bow his head like this for one person. Why bother? You saved me, and you are the father of the child. I don't want to kill you." I'm leaving you, let's go." Already speaking so bluntly, Leng Yannuo saw Murong Shengrui's clear eyes were motionless, but there was only her reflected in them, there was nothing other than that, and that Deep in the bottom of the eyes, there seems to be a deep expectation, but also a deep and complicated attachment.

"Sleep if you want, I'm tired too, just don't disturb me." She lay down on the bed and really closed her eyelids to sleep.

"Murong Shengrui, my compromise is only until tonight. I hope that when you wake up tomorrow morning, you will have already left. Two days later, the Holy Maiden Succession Hall will be held. From then on, we will owe nothing to each other."

Murong Shengrui was startled, looking at the slender figure who was facing her sideways, his eyes were only fixed on the familiar back figure, after a long time, stroking his chest, Murong Shengrui also closed his eyes.

The scent of snow and orchids lingers in the hall lightly, the wind blows the curtains, and the lingering fragrance in the hall lingers, reflecting the two sleeping people, just like a fairyland.

(End of this chapter)