waste wood pharmacist

Chapter 459

Chapter 460 Nine
Listening to Qing Cang's words, An Ran smacked her lips

"It doesn't matter if you kill her, as long as she doesn't dangle from my eyes."

With a casual tone, she had murderous intentions towards Rong Qingmeng.

Because she could see Rong Qingmeng's hostility towards her, as well as her passionate love for Qingcang.

However, after listening to Qing Cang's words, the killing intent faded away.

Xue Ying listened carefully, his whole nerves tensed up.

It wasn't until the topic touched on Rong Qingmeng that she breathed a sigh of relief.

Qing Cang chatted with An Ran for nearly half an hour. Of course, An Ran was talking most of the time.

Qingcang just responded, occasionally saying a few words.

The rest of the people stood on one side like that, and stood for half an hour.

Until the dark eyes were mixed with indifferent light and glanced over,

"free?"

The voice was indifferent and cold, causing Yuehu and Xueying to tremble.

Immediately said in unison respectfully
"Subordinates retire."

An Ran turned her head and saw the backs of several people leaving in a hurry, she couldn't help smiling.

Turning his head, looking at Jimo Qingcang for a long time, he said

"Yu Ming said that you are going to die, I don't want to be a widow."

The style of painting changes suddenly, just now it was peaceful with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, but suddenly the temperature dropped suddenly.

Then he looked at the handsome face with cold and hard lines, and the black eyes had an unpredictable expression.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

An Ran thought for a while, then said
"If you die, I'll find someone else to marry.... Hiss..."

Being tightly clamped, the black eyes became cold, and he forcefully spit out a few words
"If I die, you have to be buried with me"

Annoyance flashed across An Ran's eyes when he heard An Ran's words, as soon as he thought of this stupid woman thinking about finding another one after he died, he wished he could find an iron chain to tie her up, even if he died, he would have to stay together.

An Ran hummed and chirped, still biting the bullet and said

"Then find the other two medicinal materials quickly. It doesn't matter to you every time I tell you this."

Relying on the formidable power of the Ziyun Empire, coupled with the digging skills of his subordinates, An Ran did not believe that his illness could be dragged down to the present state.

And the only explanation is that he doesn't care.

This is why An Ran is not in a hurry, how can she not be angry?

The weather is scorching hot, and the strange flowers around the Sifang Pavilion are in full bloom, and the colorful colors are really beautiful.

It's just that the two people in the square pavilion seem to be surrounded by cold air, and the heat from the scorching sun can't spread to their bodies at all.

Until that dull voice that implied indifference
"kindness"

Like a boulder, it suddenly broke the silence between the two.

An Ran blinked, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

This short grace is more like a promise.

He promised that he would survive and be with this woman named Yang Anran.

Because of the big wedding, the morning court of the Ziyun Empire was suspended for seven days.

On the morning of the eighth day, everything returned to normal.

An Ran, who was sleeping soundly, was picked up from the beautiful quilt by a pair of big hands.

The disheveled woman in Qingcang's arms fell into a drowsy sleep and hadn't woken up yet.

On the exposed neck, there are light-colored red marks tightly stacked with a dark-colored hickey. I don't know if it's the neck, wrists, and behind the ears. They are all densely distributed.

An Ran was sleeping soundly at first, and it was late in the night when she went to bed last night, but now she was sleeping soundly, how could she know that someone dragged her out of bed.

She didn't fully wake up until she felt several hands busy dressing her and twisting her hair.

The object of entry was the bronze dressing table, a figure appeared in the bronze mirror, and An Ran could faintly see at least three maids working on her.

Until I heard that indifferent voice

"woke up."

An Ran turned her head to follow the voice, her face was just waking up, her eyes were sleepy.

The voice is choked and hoarse

"I don't go to court in the morning."

It's okay for him to wake up so early.But she's going to sleep.

Now at this time, the sky outside is just getting dark, probably at Yin time.

Not two hours after she fell asleep, someone picked her up.

Just look at the one next to him, obviously they all slept together, this person is still cold and ruthless, no different from yesterday.

An Ran was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open, if she hadn't been supported by the maid, she would probably have collapsed on the ground right now.

"You are the Empress"

The indifferent voice made An Ran choke.

It is a rule that every queen must accept the worship of all officials after her wedding.

As far as Yu Qingcang was concerned, he was happy to accept that there was another person to accompany him during the boring morning.

Until the golden phoenix crown was worn on top of An Ran's head again, she was completely awake.

In fact, after the big wedding, there was a maid who waited on her to change her clothes. According to the queen's regulations, she wore a phoenix robe and a phoenix crown.

An Ran only wore it for less than an hour, and then she replaced it.

In this way, this is the third time it has been worn.

Even if you are not used to it, you just need to get through the morning and forget about it, right?
After waiting for the morning court, it will be two hours later.

She originally thought that because of her identity, since Rong Qingmeng dared to speak out blatantly that day, many people should think so, and there are still many people who support Rong Qingmeng.

It's just a morning, all civil and military officials are respectful, and the congratulations of the officials are endless.

It made An Ran feel a little narrow-minded.

What she didn't know was that since the king punished Shu Gaoyuan and his party who disagreed, no one dared to stand up and object.

I thought it would be over after such a day.

Who knows, since that day, An Ran has always been dragged up before dawn.

And the reason is the same every time.

Until four or five days passed like this.

An Ran and Qing Cang went to court in the morning, and after breakfast, Qing Cang went to the side hall to review the memorial.

To be able to sit on the throne of the Ninth Five-Year Emperor is not a few words that can make the country prosperous and prosperous.

As for her, although she got up so early in the morning, she didn't stop her cultivation practice, so she wasn't too physically and mentally exhausted.

But she did not forget that branch of snow mountain fire lotus in her hand.

She spends an hour every day transmitting the energy transformed from Yuanli to it, and she can only transmit a little bit of it carefully.

She didn't dare to take it too seriously, if the energy transmitted in was a little too much and it couldn't bear it, then not only would all the efforts be in vain, but the snow mountain fire lotus that had been saved so hard might be destroyed in one fell swoop.

And after more than a month of hard work, it can be clearly seen that the fire lotus itself has changed.

(End of this chapter)