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Chapter 498 See Yun Ranli
Chapter 510 See Yun Ranli

Qingcang put the woman in his arms on his lap, took the food box on the chopping board with one hand, and opened it.

Soon several side dishes were displayed on the table.

An Ran hugged Qing Cang's neck tightly, smilingly asking for credit

"How is it? Did you do a good job??"

She still has some confidence in cooking, but she still feels a little guilty for such a person who eats delicious food all day long.

Hastily took the chopsticks and stuffed them into the man's hand
"Let's try it."

There was a smile on his face, and his eyes were shining brightly.

It's not the first time she cooks for Qing Cang, but she still pays special attention because she has something to ask for.

Qingcang took a bite, put it in his mouth and chewed carefully.

No words.

Then he ate continuously as if ignoring An Ran, but he just didn't speak.

An Ran couldn't help it, and stopped the hand, hesitating

"Uh, how do you like the taste?"

Dark eyes swept over him coldly, An Ran looked at his expression, a little displeased, took the chopsticks from his hand, took a piece of chopsticks and tasted it.

well enough? ?

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the indifferent voice say:

"Is something wrong?"

After saying this, when An Ran was about to try again, her hands stopped suddenly.

Looking up at each other, it seemed that those eyes had seen through them all at once.

An Ran scratched her head, she wanted to discuss it with him, but she let it go before she said it.

She was also straightforward, throwing away the chopsticks in her hand, and said with a coquettish smile

"I heard that you are confronting Raksha Pavilion, uh...how is it?"

The man pursed his lips and remained silent, his dark eyes stared at An Ran as if he wanted to see through him, and his arms that hugged An Ran were gradually tightening.

After being so silent for a while, An Ran swallowed her saliva and said
"I, I heard that you know the owner of the Raksha Pavilion."

After finishing this sentence weakly, An Ran regretted it.

A look of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly separated the relationship
"Uh, uh, that's right, His Royal Highness Jing Xuan told me all these things, you, you go to him to settle the score."

After finishing speaking, he fell into Qing Cang's arms at once, not wanting to continue talking.

There is no way, once they meet those indifferent eyes, there is no need for him to ask, An Ran will recruit them all by herself.

Originally, according to An Ran's guess, even if he faced the one named Yun Ranli this time, Qing Cang probably wouldn't kill him.

He did not deny even his mother's prayer before she died.

Even if he agreed, it was just to spare his life. As for whether life would be better than death, or whether to enjoy the rest of his life, it was beyond Shu Qinghe's decision.

An Ran thinks about what kind of person he is, so that Shu Qinghe can't forget it for decades.

How romantic and suave is it that Shu Qinghe loves so much that he can't extricate himself and Qing Cang avenges his hatred.

He hugged the man tightly and sighed, forget it, even if he couldn't see him, he could still predict the tragic situation of that man.

Then An Ran raised her head and said
"Xia Bing invited me to visit Yanyu Pavilion in a few days."

"no"

The man refused without saying a word, without any room for turning around.

An Ran smacked her lips, since she came back from the western medicine stove, she has not stepped out of this palace.

Yes, grounded.

An Ran pouted, trying to resist

"Well, that incident was an accident."

The man's eyes swept over, and the coldness made An Ran tremble.

An Ran, who originally wanted to resist, froze all of a sudden.

If you don't go, you don't go.

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Four days later, when the dusk shone on the gilded tiles of the imperial palace, An Ranben was lying in the Longxuan Hall and sleeping soundly. He didn't know what happened these few days, he was lethargic all day long.

It seems that I can't get enough sleep no matter how much I sleep, I'm almost catching up with the dough.

Even the alchemy that had to be practiced in the morning was put on hold.

Just like that, I heard a soft knock on the door.

Anran opened her eyes in a sleepy daze, humming and chirping
"Who"

"Empress, Your Majesty is waiting for you to pass by in the side hall."

It was Yulin's voice.

So much so that upon hearing this, An Ran suddenly opened his eyes.

To the side hall?
What is it?

An Ran sat up and said vaguely
"whats the matter?"

Yulin hesitated for a while, and said

"Empress, you will know when you go."

Safe and sound
"understood."

While talking, he got up from the bed, straightened his clothes quickly, looked at the woman reflected in the bronze mirror, pinched her cheeks, she seemed to be getting fatter.

He didn't care, opened the door, and looked at Yulin who was standing at the door.

Respectful Yulin
"Empress."

An Ran nodded,

"Go, go."

Since returning from Western Medicine Furnace, the eight members of Yulin Fenglang have changed their attitude towards An Ran.

If it was because of his status that he had to be respectful before, then when he met An Ran later, it was the respect that radiated from the heart.

The most obvious one is Snow Eagle.

Whenever I meet An Ran, I feel as if I feel guilty, which makes An Ran feel uncomfortable.

But later, I also understood that it was nothing more than that Kuntian seaweed was acquired by her, and she also practiced the elixir for Qing Cang to detoxify Qing Cang by mistake.

How can this group of people who have devoted themselves to Qing Cang to death be disrespectful?

An Ran hurried to the side hall, and saw Qing Cang who was already standing at the door with a cold face in purple.

Quickly stepped forward, stood still, glanced around and there were many ministers around, stood still three feet away from An Ran, saluted a little unfamiliar

"His Majesty."

Seeing An Ran's actions, it was obvious that the air-conditioning of the person opposite was even more gloomy.

An Ran raised her eyes and hurriedly said
"What's the matter? In such a hurry?"

The man pursed his lips and said nothing.

He stared straight at An Ran with indifferent eyes.

An Ran looked at the minister behind him, hesitated a bit, but still took two steps forward.

Unexpectedly, he was grabbed by Qing Cang.

In this palace, there are rules in the palace.

The king is the biggest, and it is the rule to salute those who see him.

Especially with many outsiders around, how could she break the rules.

Tsk, it's not like asking him to salute, why are you so angry? ?

An Ran couldn't help muttering a little.

She doesn't know what's wrong with her recently, it seems that she can easily think about chatting with Qing Cang about a little thing.

"Let's all go back."

The voice is indifferent and has an imposing manner without anger.

He listened to those ministers saluting, respectfully said
"Yes, Your Majesty."

He even left with Yulin.

Qing Cang held An Ran's hand tightly and walked down the steps.

An Ran was pulled away and followed behind
"Where to go?"

"You'll know when you go."

Qing Cang's voice was light, and he didn't want to say more.

However, An Ran seemed to have a gloomy face.

(End of this chapter)