The world is enchanting, the handsome man is so enchanting

Chapter 92 It Was Originally Brothers

Unexpectedly, it was Bai Rushuang on the side who spoke for his elder brother, "Although Yue is an asshole sometimes! But she will never make fun of the prophecy."

What do you mean being a jerk sometimes?
Bai Xiaoyue couldn't help a drop of cold sweat on her forehead.

He's never been an asshole, okay?

Bai Rushuang despises a certain month: You climbed into someone's bed in the middle of the night, with the soft jade in your arms, and there is nothing left after eating and wiping, isn't it enough to be an asshole?

Bai Xiaoyue "..."

His eyes were as cold as a knife and swept towards Bai Rushuang, Lu Junliu glared at Bai Xiaoyue, pointed at Bai Xiaoyue and asked, "Do you believe in his prophecy?"

Bai Rushuang replied calmly: "Brother's prophecy has never been false."

"Including when he said that Yu Qingyan was the prime minister's fate, including when he said that Yu Qingyan was destined to have eight wives?!"

Lu Junliu thought it was extremely absurd!
He doesn't believe it!He absolutely does not believe in such absurd things!

Bai Rushuang said: "How do you think Yu Qingyan got here?"

"What?!" Lvjun Liu was startled when he heard this.Thinking of what Yu Qingyan said about traveling through time and space, her astonished eyes fell on Bai Xiaoyue.He knew that in Yufeng Country, no one except Bai Xiaoyue possessed such supernatural powers.

Is it...

It turned out to be...

he!
Bai Xiaoyue told him the answer, "That prophecy is true, Yu Qingyan is destined to be the man of destiny who can save Yufeng Country from the dire straits. I brought her here because she is the only one!"

"How dare you be sure..."

"Do you still remember the legendary Mrs. Xiao who was popular in the Three Kingdoms back then? Back then, she was destined to travel here and become the person who saved the people of the world. A hundred years later, the world will go through vicissitudes, and all chances are karmic cycles, predestined. "

"You mean, she will become like Mrs. Xiao?"

"No! She's not Mrs. Xiao! She's just Yu Qingyan!"

Yu Qingyan is just Yu Qingyan!She is no substitute for anyone!
She is not Mrs. Xiao, and she will not become Mrs. Xiao!

"Why... is she destined to have eight wives?"

Lu Junliu began to believe a little bit.

In fact, rather than not believing it, it is more impossible to accept such absurd facts.After all, Yufeng Country is a country where men are respected, and there will never be any absurd things like a female husband.Although, such a situation is quite common in Fengxiang country where women are respected.

A daughter and husband!He actually wants to accept sharing his beloved woman with other men? !No!He can't accept it!Absolutely unacceptable!

The rooster crows at five o'clock, and the sky is gradually turning white.

The smoke in the sandalwood stove has been burned out, and the remaining green smoke curls up, leaving a faint fragrance of cold plums in the room.

The exquisite bright red tassels move automatically without wind, the gauze curtain flutters with the wind, the silver brocade quilt, the mandarin duck embroidered pillow, and the blue silk are scattered.

No sleep for one night.

Last night, Bai Xiaoyue's words before leaving echoed in her ears repeatedly, like a bone-eating poison that continuously corroded Lu Junliu's already fragile heart.

Why... God is so cruel!
Why when he started to miss something, God would cruelly take that thing away!His parents and relatives are like this...to his master who has been recreated with kindness...now, even Yu Qingyan is like this...

Since you gave me a taste of happiness, why do you want to take it away cruelly!Could it be that I was destined to be alone alone?

The heart is twisted into a ball because of pain.Breathing, almost suffocating with pain.If God destined him to be alone in this life, then why did he let him meet Yu Qingyan...

Beside him, the delicate little person moved his body, as if he was about to wake up.Lu Junliu hurriedly restrained her mind, and turned her head to meet Shangyu Qingyan's dimly opened eyes.

The white sun outside the window was dazzling, Yu Qingyan couldn't help squinting her eyes to look at the person who was backlit by her side, that familiar and vigorous figure overlapped with the ghost brother in her dream for a moment, she couldn't help but have a moment of ecstasy. Dazed.

"Qingyan, are you awake?"

Raising her head, she stroked the mischievous strands of hair that covered Yu Qingyan's face, and gently brushed them behind her ears. Lv Junliu looked at Yu Qingyan with a smile, as in the past, she was deeply in love, and asked gently.

"Jun Liu..."

Recognizing his voice, her flexible brain began to function. Yu Qingyan showed doubts and touched her chin, "Last night... did you stay in my room?"

Why does she have the impression that she is the only one?
Could it be that she has dementia, her memory is confused, and her memory is wrong?
"Qingyan, I came here in the middle of the night, have you forgotten?"

Lu Junliu had an obedient expression of "I'm an honest and good baby", and his expression was so calm that no one could doubt that what he said was true.Yu Qingyan tilted her head and tried her best to remember, why did she still not have the slightest impression?
"Baby, stop thinking about it!"

Rubbing Yu Qingyan's fluffy and messy hair vigorously, the corners of her lips hung with the same gentle arc, deliberately hiding the thick bitterness in her heart.

He couldn't tell Yu Qingyan about Bai Xiaoyue...

His little Qingyan absolutely cannot accept such absurd facts...

She'll be sad...she'll be sad...she'll do her best...

And he...

I don't want to see even a trace of unhappiness on her face...

face...

Why am I so obsessed with you...

"My little baby, what are you thinking?"

Seeing Yu Qingyan tilting her small head, her face troubled, her eyebrows furrowed tightly, Lu Junliu flicked her forehead and asked teasingly.

"No……"

Before he finished speaking, Lv Junliu embraced Yu Qingyan's body with her powerful arms, and slowly pulled her into his fiery embrace.

When she came into contact with Yu Qingyan, she suddenly raised her head to stare at his clear eyes, and slowly stroked her soft red lips with her slender fingers, inch by inch, gently rubbing her slightly rough fingertips. Trembling cherry lips like flowers, reluctant to part.

"Qingyan...my little baby..."

"Jun Liu, what happened to you today?"

I always feel that Lv Junliu is acting weird today, with an unusual solemnity and sadness exuding from her whole body. Although Lv Junliu has been deliberately covering it up, Yu Qingyan is still aware of it.

She couldn't help feeling suspicious.

It's only been one night, what happened?
"I...want a child..."

Dazed, the earlobes couldn't help being stained with blush, and a delicate blush appeared on the snow-white pink neck.

"Qingyan, don't you want to..."

Cheek, gently close to her ear, whispering softly in her ear, coaxing softly, like the sweetest poison, making people willing to sink into it.

Yu Qingyan raised her clear and watery eyes, and gave Lv Junliu a hard look, her eyes couldn't hide her helplessness.

In all honesty, she never thought of...

How old are you, and you are going to have a child so soon...

She wasn't mentally prepared at all...

"Junliu, I think..."

Lu Junliu pounced on a hungry wolf, and pushed her down on the soft brocade quilt amidst Yu Qingyan's exclamation.

The wind is sunny and the cool breeze is refreshing.

It is the season when sweet-scented osmanthus is most fragrant, and the sweet-scented osmanthus in the imperial garden is in full bloom. The white flowers are crystal clear and white, reflecting almost transparent white light under the bright sunlight.

Ten miles of fragrance, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, stepping into it, it is like stepping into a sea of ​​sweet-scented osmanthus perfume.The bursts of strong floral fragrance made Yu Qingyan's little nose itchy, and she couldn't help sneezing.

Feng Xuandian, who was walking in the front, looked back at Yu Qingyan, who was rubbing her small nose, with a bitter face and dry mouth, and kept admiring her small nose. She raised her voice and asked, "Yu Aiqing, are you sick?"

Yu Qingyan quickly put down her hand, and replied solemnly: "If you go back to the emperor, it's not that I have caught a cold, but that the fragrance of this flower is too strong...I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it!"

Who said that everyone loves the beauty of flowers, and the clear and elegant fragrance is a kind of pleasing enjoyment.But if the fragrance of flowers is too strong and strong, it becomes a choking torture.

Obviously, the fragrance of the flowers in the imperial garden was just like the eighth princess Feng Yuying who was going to take her to see Fengxuan Palace, it was too choking for her!In other words, it was torture!
Moreover, it is still a torture that cannot be escaped but can only be faced!

She was extremely depressed and extremely aggrieved!
However, there is nothing to do!

The wind blows gently.Blowing mischievously across Yu Qingyan's cheeks, brushing up two or three strands of black-green hair, swirling them with the wind.

As the wind passed by, she smelled the intoxicating fragrance of roses, and the unbelievably named JQ smell hidden behind the fragrance.

The wings of her nose fluttered slightly, Yu Qingyan shrugged her small nose, stretched out her hand to touch it, and raised her head to face the side face of Shangfeng Xuandian with deep and solemn eyes mixed with a fierce and fierce look.Yu Qingyan was full of surprise when she saw this, could it be that Fengxuan Palace also smelled it?

Just as he was about to ask, suddenly Feng Xuandian threw his robe and strode towards the fiery red rose field in the west of the imperial garden, passed through the overlapping rose bushes, and was in a hurry, not caring that the rose thorns scratched his bright skin Yellow dragon robe.Yu Qingyan was surprised, and hurriedly followed.However, she was careful to protect herself from being cut by the thorns.

(End of this chapter)