The Demon Concubine Reborn: The Prince Regent spoils me obediently!

Chapter 43 You are a scoundrel

How can he?

How could he behead his elder sister in half.How could he do that to his own son?

At Lingbo's door, who was sneaking up on her?

If it wasn't for that shameless man who sneaked up behind her, she would have brought her sister and nephew out of the palace.

Who on earth is plotting to kill her?
Ye Beiming looked at the person in his arms, a glimmer of light flickered in his eyes.

A gentleman is like a mirror, illuminating people ugly!
In front of her, most people in the world are ugly.Even he seemed too selfish.

Because the only one he cares about is her, apart from her, there is no one worthy of his concern.

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The carriage stopped at the outskirts of the city, and when she got off the carriage, she saw graves lying in front of her eyes.

"Patriarch!" Mo Tong and the others bowed their heads in salute in coir raincoats.

Mu Qianhan ordered in a deep voice: "Let's go! I will stay alone."

"Promise!" Mo Tong offered an oil-paper umbrella before turning around and leaving.

The raindrops are dripping down, with a hint of chill, enveloping everything in the world.

The rain moistens the earth, and all the filth is washed and washed, and the flowers and green grass are drooling.

Mu Qianhan put down the oiled paper umbrella and walked up the muddy path, the hem of his skirt was also soaked in muddy water.

She knelt in front of the tombstone and stroked the word Youlan on the tombstone over and over again, tears streaming down her face.

"Sister..." I miss you so much.

Slight misty rain soaked the clothes, and the warm coolness soaked the whole body...

Suddenly the rain disappeared, and the oil-paper umbrella above her head covered all the wind and rain for her.

Ye Beiming didn't know how to drive away the sadness in her heart, so he could only kneel down with her.

With tears in Mu Qianhan's eyes, he asked hoarsely, "What are you kneeling for?"

It was rumored that Ye Beiming did not kneel to the sky or the ground, nor did he kneel to his parents, but now he is kneeling, kneeling to a stranger...

"If she is your sister, she is also my sister." Ye Beiming explained in a low voice.

Then, he put his three fingers together, swear to the sky, and promised Xiao Youlan: "Sister, don't worry, Jinyu will never be alone again in the future. This king will love her, protect her, never leave her, and depend on her life and death. "

She raised her eyes to look at him, her calm pupils met the magnificent deep black pupils, the world disappeared, and a little light ignited in her quiet pupils...

She had never responded to him, but he appeared in her life in the most powerful and direct way, pressing every step of the way, making it impossible for her to retreat.

Zhou Yang looked at the two kneeling in front of the tombstone, a smile flickered across his lips: The prince should not be able to resist the charm of their master.

"Go back! It's late! It's hard to drive the carriage when it rains heavily." Ye Beiming took her hand and reminded softly.

"Okay!" She got up, her knees were numb and she lost consciousness.

Ye Beiming handed the oil-paper umbrella to her, hugged her by the waist, and said softly, "Just hold the umbrella, don't be brave."

Holding her umbrella, she looked at the drizzle in front of her eyes and the frowning of the person who was holding her, but she didn't refuse in the end.

"Master, where are we going?" Zhou Yangming asked knowingly.

As long as the prince is willing to set foot in the Prince Regent's Mansion with him, it means that he recognizes him.

"Go back to the Prince Regent's Mansion." Ye Beiming returned, looking at her with obsidian-like eyes, waiting for her reply.

"I can't go, I have to wait for someone." She refused.

Her master handed over the elder sister's ashes to Mo Tong and the others, and followed Li Xianhui and the others all the way to find out how many troops they had brought.

According to the itinerary, he should arrive at Yanjing City tonight.

That idiot, letting him drive at night is tantamount to killing him.

"Who are you waiting for? My king sent someone to wait for you." Ye Beiming pointed to her clothes and said, "Your clothes are all wet, you have to change them quickly, or you will get sick."

"You are obedient, will you go back with me?" He held her hand and persuaded tenderly.

A gentleman is as gentle as jade, restrained and gentle, as warm as a rising light, as warm as clear water.

Mu Qianhan looked at him like this, and silently responded: "Okay."

If she went back in this muddy appearance, her father and sister would probably think wildly.Change into clean clothes and go back to Guanju Palace.

Zhou Yang immediately raised his whip and rushed to the Prince Regent's Mansion.Occasionally, looking back seems to see through the bead curtain: The prince is really soft-hearted!

Five years ago, the two had been together day and night, maybe the prince had already fallen in love at that time, but now if his master persecutes him even a little bit, the prince will have no way out.

The carriage drove directly into the inner courtyard, Ye Beiming got off the horse first, and then stretched out a big jade-like hand in front of her: "Get down."

"Myself..." She opened her mouth to refuse...

But he hugged her down the waist: "Don't refuse me."

"What does this king have to do with you? Can you make such a strong decision for this king?" Mu Qianhan asked angrily:

Ye Beiming curled his lips: "What do you mean we are related?"

"We have nothing to do with each other!" Mu Qianhan said.

"It doesn't matter? You enter the inner courtyard with the king." Ye Beiming curled his lips: "In the inner courtyard of the Regent's Mansion, except for the king and Zhou Yang, the handyman who cleans, only the king's concubine can enter. What do you say about us? relation."

"You rascal!" Mu Qianhan pushed him away and broke free from his arms.The movements are neat and crisp, elegant and free and easy.

She didn't expect that he would coax her into the inner courtyard and only tell her the truth after his scheme succeeded.

A trace of helplessness and pampering flashed across Ye Beiming's eyes, and he sighed resentfully: "In the whole world, you are the only one who dares to scold me."

After finishing speaking, he pushed open the door and said, "Stop making trouble, come in quickly."

Mu Qianhan stepped into the room, and placed Zhang Batiao table in front of him, on which there were Zun kiln vases and Lang kiln covered bowls, and in front of the table: a hardwood Eight Immortals table, and a rosewood Taishi chair on one side.

The table has the four treasures of the study: Xuan paper, Duan inkstone, lake brush, Hui ink, and some calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

One of the pictures of lotus flowers is extremely well-painted and lifelike.

There is an inscription on the story: The mud is born without traces, and the stems and leaves are uneven with the shallowness and depth.The blue shadow gracefully follows the flow of water, graceful and graceful, moving into the soul of the king.

—— Jun Yao.

(Ye Beiming, styled Junyao.

Babies should understand the meaning of Ye Beiming's calligraphy and painting! )
There are coral bonsai, tourmaline wine pottery, and wind-polished copper admiralty...

Then, she suddenly realized: Why did she follow Ye Beiming to the Prince Regent's Mansion?

Ye Beiming is a man, what is she doing in his room?Would he still find her clothes in his room?
She is seven feet five and he is eight feet three. Where can he get clothes for her to change into?

He brought a set of water-blue gauze dress and handed it to her: "Go and change it."

She looked at the clothes in her hand, with a hint of doubt in her eyes, and asked, "Why are there girls' clothes in your house?"

"You're going to marry sooner or later. I can't go wrong with preparing some clothes for you in advance." Ye Beiming explained while urging: "Hurry up and change."

Mu Qianhan walked into the ear room and looked at the clothes in his hands. He panicked for a moment, ignoring his words that you will marry sooner or later...

How long has she not worn women's clothing?

Shaking off extra thoughts, she put down her clothes, stretched out her hand to untie the jade belt around her waist, and took off the brocade robe on her body...

　Violence and high sweetness are coming, vote.Hit it hard, and you won't be afraid of pain.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)