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Chapter 284 Rong Qingmeng Showing Weakness 4
Chapter 280 Seventh, Rong Qingmeng Shows Weakness 4
An Ran blinked, but didn't react for a long time.

Is this angry because of what he did just now?Because I want to salute him?
Even if An Ran is an empress, she still has to salute when she sees a king. The husband is the guide, and the king is the sky. This is etiquette and rules.

The man was actually annoyed by this.

Is it because, in his eyes, she is by his side?
The smile on the corners of An Ran's lips deepened, and the bright eyes flashed brighter and brighter.

Now, An Ran stared at Jimo Qingcang with burning eyes.

Why did this man fall in love with her so much?

Jimo Qingcang was stared at by this sudden scorching gaze, his lips were pursed tighter and tighter, and the pink color at the tips of his ears was gradually expanding.

Finally, before this person got angry, An Ran hurriedly picked up a piece of soft and delicate three-color cake, and handed it to those two tightly pursed thin lips.

"Try it? I've been doing it for a long time."

An Ran slightly slowed down and spoke softly.

Under the high platform, the only two who are still calm are Yuze and Yulin.

Others, including the flower snakes who knew they had seen some, couldn't hide the shock in their eyes.

Did he, his master, actually allow the woman to act like a spoiled child to him?
In other words, master, did you actually indulge this woman named Yang Anran to such an extent? !

Under the disbelieving eyes of everyone, his master, with a cold face, opened his tightly pursed lips, and ate it.

Rong Qingmeng bit her lips tightly, her charming face was filled with a delicate and pitiful look, which was even more touching.

The disbelief in his eyes, as well as the deep jealousy, filled his eyes too late to hide.

It came from a woman's innate intuition, if she didn't do anything else, she might not have the slightest chance when she stepped out of the gate of this side hall.

Thinking of her beautiful appearance, how many people bow down to her pomegranate skirt, how many people are crazy about her beautiful appearance, she originally thought that there is no one more suitable to be Jimo Qingcang's wife than her.

However, on the high seat in front of him, the strange atmosphere between the two people did not allow outsiders to interfere at all.

She has worked hard for three years, but it is not worth the few months of this mediocre woman.

She is unwilling and doesn't believe it.

As the number of three-color cakes on the plate began to decrease, Jimo Qingcang's complexion also began to slow down and improve.

"good to eat?"

An Ran's gaze never left Jimo Qingcang, while asking aloud, she casually picked up a piece of three-color cake on the plate, and took a bite.

I couldn't help nodding for my handicraft. The three-color cake was cooked just right, smooth but not greasy, and the sweet taste melted between the lips and teeth.

Then, without notice, he handed the half piece of pastry he had bitten to Jimo Qingcang's lips.

Hua Snake, just below, watched helplessly as her master ate the leftover pastry into her mouth.

I don't know if I was shocked, or what, I swallowed subconsciously.

But Yuehu and Xueying were already dumbfounded.

What about the master in my family who always exudes a strong aura of domineering and domineering? !
Are you sure it's the man above who obediently finished the pastry with a cold face? !
Although Yuehu's ruthless style is no softer than a man's, she is still a woman, so she is always more sensitive to matters between men and women than men.

It was because of her master's coldness and indifference that his mood swings were more vivid when he stared at An Ran.

The master likes this woman named Yang Anran very much, very much, very much.

Just from this brief observation, this woman named Yang Anran also likes her master very much.

Because the kind of love and joy emanating from the bottom of my heart cannot be disguised no matter how I try to pretend.

She is just a subordinate of her master, as long as she obeys orders, she doesn't care much about who will be the empress.

Besides, someone who can be liked by the master should not be bad.

But there are not many people who are as clear as her.

For example, the remaining seven guards were worried one by one.

At this moment, Rong Qingmeng, who was standing straight in the center, only heard the sound of 'dong', and knelt heavily on the ground with both knees.

I don't know when, my face is full of tears.

Her pitiful appearance makes me feel pity for others.

The light pink skirt was blown away by the wind that rose when kneeling, and she felt a sense of desolation and frailty.

I only listen to Rong Qingmeng's choked voice
"My king, Qingmeng, Qingmeng has nothing else to ask for, but only, I just want to be able to follow my king all the time, serve the king all the time, please let the king do it!"

This is a confession in disguise.

This is the first time that Rong Qingmeng has expressed her thoughts so directly.

Involuntarily, the originally pale little face was stained with traces of crimson, thin and tender.

Originally, An Ran was delivering cakes piece by piece to Jimo Qingcang's mouth, thinking in her heart that this way of feeding was quite similar to the way of feeding dough balls.

There was grievance in a woman's charming voice, which rang in my ears.

After hearing this passage, An Ran smacked her lips.

Don't ask for fame, don't want anything in return, just want to serve Jimo Qingcang wholeheartedly, such selfless and great love is rare.

When Hua She heard these words, she subconsciously looked in Yang Anran's direction. This woman was able to make such a tough gesture towards them at the banquet, so that they were all suppressed without even a chance to protest. , To deal with Rong Qingmeng, he guessed that it should be the momentum of thunder, cutting grass without leaving roots.

However, looking at Yang Anran's reaction, he didn't seem to care too much.

Xue Ying was always short-tempered, seeing Jimo Qingcang on the high seat remained silent, and said

"Wang Buruo accept it, the harem should be enriched. Even if it's not for my king, you should also think about your heirs."

It has been a long time since anyone dared to say these words.

Heir?Enrich the harem?
Since he ordered the massacre of the entire Jimo family five years ago and was charged with murdering his father and brother, no one dared to say such a thing again.

How could a man who was so cold-hearted and cold-hearted care about the harem, how could he care about his offspring? !
However, they have followed Jimo Qingcang for these years, but they understand why they did this in the first place.

An Ran's eyes lightly glanced at Xue Ying, who said it for granted, blinked, and did not speak.

Jimo Qingcang looked at An Ran and remained silent, with a calm expression on his face.

purse lips

"You think so too?"

The voice was faint, and there was nothing unusual about it.

It's just that the pair of big hands holding An Ran's wrists are not so hard.

It seemed that if An Ran dared to nod, he would crush the wrists in his hands.

This is a threat!Outright threats.

Feeling the tingling pain from her wrist, An Ran couldn't help but complain.

　Well, look at the private message
　　
　
(End of this chapter)