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Chapter 499 Yun Ranli's Reliance
Chapter 510: Yun Ranli's Reliance

Being pulled forward by Qing Cang, An Ran took two quick steps and walked side by side with him. The dim sunlight shone on the way they were walking.

The man was tall and straight, while the woman was thin and thin. It looked like a beautiful picture when the breeze blew and her hair was blown up.

An Ran thought for a while, then looked at the profiled face,

"Fantuan went to Yanyu Pavilion with Xia Bing. It's been so long, so I have to bring it back no matter what."

While speaking, An Ran pulled her hand, which already meant to speak softly.

"You have to spare time and stay with me."

Then he looked at An Ran, who was looking sideways at Qing Cang, finally the gloom in his eyes dissipated, and he pursed his lips

"kindness"

Finally, he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

In fact, for such a small matter, if you need to do it yourself, you can just send someone to bring the powder back.

Just listening to An Ran's last sentence together, the depression accumulated in the king's heart dissipated all of a sudden.

She couldn't help but clenched her tightly clenched little hands, this stupid woman couldn't do without him, so she just said directly, why did she beat around the bush like this, he was her husband, and it was only natural to rely on him.

Although there was no words all the time, the originally condensed atmosphere, fortunately, dissipated.

After walking for about half an hour, An Ran stood panting in front of a dilapidated palace.

Today, after walking for half an hour, she became so tired, which made An Ran very dissatisfied with herself.

Could it be that he hasn't practiced for the past three months, that's why he's like this?
Thinking about it, starting today, I can't be so negligent.

She was looking at the person beside her, not blushing or panting.

Their current location is probably at the edge of the palace, and there is not even a sign above the palace.

"Why did you think of bringing me here?"

An Ran was puzzled and asked.

The man didn't answer her, but took her hand, stepped forward and pushed the dilapidated door open.

The creaking sound revealed the ancient and dull wooden door.

Qing Cang took An Ran's hand and stepped in.

There was no light shining inside, it was dim, and the four Optimus Primes stood and supported on the colorful marble floor, and the carved patterns were still vivid.

Inside, it is not as dilapidated as An Ran, it seems that people have been here all the time.

"You came."

A voice came from a high seat not far away, vicissitudes and decay.

An Ran frowned and glanced over.

He clenched Qingcang's hand even tighter.

It was a middle-aged man, half of his hair was gray, combed meticulously, wearing a jade crown.

These are nothing, what attracted An Ran's attention was the shining robes all over her body.

Embroidered with dragon patterns and wearing the most noble bright yellow, this is disrespectful.

But it was not surprising to see the two of them coming, as if they had been waiting for their arrival.

A pair of hands with bruised veins folded on the chopping board, a pair of eyes glanced over, and took a few more glances at An Ran's body.

Suddenly he laughed out loud.

"This is the little queen you married?"

While speaking, there was an inexplicable emotion in the words, which fell into An Ran's ears, weird and disgusting.

Hugging An Ran in his arms with his broad hands, a light purple thunder force suddenly shot out, striking at the man sitting on the high seat.

Qing Cang's dark eyes swept across lightly, only listening to the indifferent voice
"The Raksha Pavilion has fallen, and I still want to die if I live."

An Ran's eyes widened when she heard Qing Cang's words, Raksha Pavilion lost? !

What shocked her was that she didn't expect the Raksha Pavilion to fall so quickly. After all, many empires had nothing to do with it.

I don't know whether it was Qing Cang's fierce blow or these words, but he watched the old man on the high seat spit out a mouthful of blood.

Spread it all on the chopping board in front of you.

Trembling uncontrollably, I couldn't believe it, and fixed my eyes on Qingcang.

It took a long time to see that his mood had recovered, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Even the creases on the face are wrinkled together

"Qing Cang, your mother and concubine and I are old friends. As an elder, I still want to remind you to pay attention to your body. Don't let me send a white-haired person to a black-haired person."

There was no respect for the king at all in the words, and there was a little bit of ridicule and reminder.

When this sentence fell, An Ran had already confirmed the identity of the person in front of her.

"Yun Ranli."

A shallow female voice resounded in the hall, attracting the person who was over half a hundred years old.

The man looked at An Ran, smiled and said

"You actually recognize me?"

An Ran smiled, turned her head to one side, and did not answer his question.

A hand had already clung to Qingcang's waist, hugging him tightly.

Qing Cang turned his face sideways, patted An Ran's head, and the softness in his eyes flashed away.

Yun Ranli didn't get upset when he didn't hear the answer, he just said

"Qingcang, I haven't seen you for some years, how are you doing?"

The black eyes glanced lightly, not paying attention to that person at all.

He just pursed his lips, looked down at the woman in his arms, and said
"You don't want to see him?"

Why did I see it, but I don't want to talk to you like this.
Listening to the words from above, An Ran raised her head, dumbfounded.

Feelings, he came here for her.

An Ran's head turned quickly, and she hurriedly shook her head

"I originally met each other, but when I saw it, it was nothing more than that, so I didn't have the idea of ​​exploring."

Is it really okay for these two people to have a fair discussion in front of others? ?

Yun Ranli listened to their words, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

It had been a long time since anyone had dared to ignore his words like this.

Leng snorted, with sarcasm on the corner of his lips
"Your Majesty is so kind-hearted. Even now, you still have time to flirt."

An Ran frowned, said lightly

"This old man has said the wrong thing, An Ran admires how a dying person can still look like this."

Hearing An Ran's words, Yun Ranli laughed all of a sudden, and even his gloomy look was diluted a bit.

Doubtful

"Could it be possible that the Empress doesn't know? Your Majesty's body has been carrying fetal poison since the mother's womb. If you don't get rid of it soon, I'm afraid there won't be much time left."

An Ran raised her eyebrows,

"Not much time? As long as you find all the treasures of the six flavors, the natural materials and the earth, the day of detoxification will be just around the corner."

The voice is soft and faint.

In Yun Ranli's ears, it was like listening to a joke, and he laughed.

Looking at it like that, it seems that I haven't laughed so much in many years.

An Ran evoked a smirk, raised her head and looked at Qing Cang.

Qing Cang touched An Ran's head, but said nothing.

It was a tacit approval of her behavior.

(End of this chapter)