The World of the Pirate Consort

She pursed her eyes and narrowed her eyes. There was a trace of indifference in her eyes, and she listened to the ink-stained piano sounds quietly. To be able to play such string sounds, this ink dye is obviously a bit of accomplishment, but compared with the ancient music she played, this spirit is still a bit worse. However, she is already pretty good, but I wonder if she dare to play "National Wind"?

Suddenly, Ye Wuyan was stained by the scars on his wrists. He didn't keep his heart, so he didn't concentrate on listening to the sound of the piano.

At the end of the song, the ink dye slowly rose, the eyes were flooded with water, the expression was gentle and quiet, but there was a trace of indifference in the eyes. The whole person looks elegant and calm, calm and calm. However, Seorui noticed that the jade fingers protruded from her sleeves were unconsciously tightening the cuffs and deforming a lotus flower at the cuffs.

She sneered, she didn't have such a small gesture. Obviously, this ink dye is extremely tense in my heart. She was also afraid, and she could be seen as counterfeit by the smokeless night.

The whole Qingxin Hall fell into a silence, stood up from his seat at night without smoke, and walked towards Mo Ran slowly.

He watched Ye Wuyan passing by her side, and walked straight to the woman, standing upright!

Yan Ye was smokeless and did not speak. A pair of deep phoenix eyes patrolled around the woman's jade face, and then reached out and held her jade hand. His movement was extremely gentle, as if he was attached to a treasure that was lost and easily broken. So careful, so tender and caring. The original indifferent and handsome face was filled with incredible tenderness at this time, and gentleness seemed to drown people. The black eyes were like ink and the bottom of the eyes was so bright that it was almost doubtful that this man would cry at any time.

Yan Moran watched this Guiya cold man stand in front of her, watching his handsome face unload the frost for her, and her heart suddenly stagnated. And when his deep, sharp eyes exuded the tenderness of drowning people, looking at her jade white wrist. For a moment, she almost forgot who she was? Who is she in?

"King of King, what are you ... what is this?" It seemed a long time before she seemed to return from horror and murmured.

"I finally waited for you to come back!" He held her hand, bowed his head, and looked at her tenderly. He spoke in a very gentle tone, and seemed to be afraid of his loud voice. He was like a dream and would disappear at any time.

"I ... Do we know each other before?" Ink dye raised his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered, and the water eyes were full of confusion.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" "Yeyan put his finger lightly on his lips, booed softly," Let the king take a good look at you. "

He stretched his fingers and slid gently across her face, from Xuan Mei to Qing Yan, from Qiong Nose to thin lips. Well, it's not Yi Rongshu, it's a real face.

"King Wang, please take care of yourself!" Mo Ran silently pushed him away and sat down in front of the piano case, said coldly, "King Wang, may I ask, what other songs do you want to listen to?"

There was a tick on the corner of the smokeless lips of Jun Ye, a smile on Jun's face.

"Don't play the piano, get up. I have something to announce to you!" Ye Wuyan whispered softly, her tall and lean body leaned down in front of her, her eyes full of deep smiles, with charm, she saw her heart Stagnation.

"Announce what?" She asked, raising her eyes, and Shuimu collided with his gaze, and saw his dark eyes, which were unfathomable but clear and shiny.

He was flushed when she saw Jade's face, and he forgot that he had to make a cold and indifferent expression.

The people in the hall were staring at Ye Wuyan and the woman gazing softly. Some civil and military officials simply did not believe their eyes. The King of He was so concerned about a woman, which was incredible.

is that true?

Yan Ye turned without a smoke the next night, a cold handsome face, as if cold to spring, blooming with a spring-like smile.

"Everyone laughed, she is the king ..."

"Oh, I like this sister so much. You are so pretty, can you let me hug me." The smokeless night hasn't finished, a little figure has got up from the case and hurried forward In front of Mo Ran, he stuck his head in Mo Ran's arms.

"Sister, I like your dance so much, I like your music!" Cheer said with a small face raised with joy.

Che Ye was interrupted by the smokeless night, and he frowned slightly, watching Che Er's coquettishness in Mo Yan's arms.

"Sister Ink dye, do you like me?" Cheer opened a pair of bright black eyes, a pair of dark eyelashes fluttering like the wings of a butterfly, and Yubai's face looked with great anticipation.

"Uh, I ..." Ink Ran said with some hesitation.

Su Che'er's black eyes suddenly fluoresced, as if with a tear bubble, it seemed that as long as the other party said a "no", he would immediately cry.

"I naturally like you." Ink Ran smiled softly, and reached out and touched Cheer's head lightly.

"Then you promise to marry me, OK? I promise to marry only your wife, even if there are other girls crying and crying out to me, I won't marry them." Cheer looked up from Mo Ran's arms, his face solemn Said quietly.

As soon as this word came out, there was an uproar immediately. How old is this child and is he going to marry? Prince Ye Wuchen coughed a bit awkwardly. Tonight, he really regretted posing as the kid's father.

Wu Moran said to Cheer with a smile: "How old are you this year? By the time you marry me, I will already be an old woman."

"Old lady, I want you too!" Cheer pursed her lips, "I don't think you're old."

"But I think you're young!" Mo Ran said, frowningly, this child is really endless, but looking at him with innocence, he can't really get angry with him.

"You think I'm young, so can you marry him," Cheer stretched out his hand and said, "That way you can be my aunt, and it's good to be aunt either."

Everyone looked through Che'er's fingers, and saw that the person he pointed to was a prince-free night.

At the first sight, Mo ink dyed his knees and hurriedly saluted to the night, "His Royal Highness, the daughter will never have the heart to climb Highness, please Your Highness forgive me."

Yan Ye Wuchen laughed and laughed: "Ink dye, you don't have to be nervous, this palace really likes you too. But since you and the king of the king are at first sight, this palace will do it for you."

Yan Ye Wuyan took hold of the ink dyed jade hand again, and said with a smile: "The only thing the king has to announce is that this woman is the king's recovered wife."

He did not say Concubine, Princess, or Sister-in-law, he was talking about his wife.

A word of "wife" shocked everyone.

I watched him say that it was ridiculous to say "wife" to another woman, and the woman was born with the same skin. What exactly does this mean? He photographed her off the cliff with his own hands, but still regarded her as his wife? Also, didn't he see that the woman was posing?

If the night was smoke-free, there was an uproar in the hall, and they were all guessing the identity of this woman. The face of the woman in the boudoir was rarely revealed in front of the man, so even if the ministers had seen Seir at the banquet, she rarely recognized her.

"King Wang, I don't know ... What is the identity of the princess?" A minister stood up and asked, after all, Ye Wuyan hadn't married his wife for four years. No one is surprised.

Yan Ye smiled without a smoke, glanced at the ink stain side by side, and said lightly: "Since she has lost her memory, the king cannot temporarily tell her identity."

Everyone was very sorry, but the congratulations continued.

"The daughter is really the king's ... wife?" Mo Ran asked hesitantly, all confused.

Ye Wuyan smiled, and said, "Of course it is, even if it is amnesia, you are still." Ye Wuyan said softly, his face hidden in the shadow of light, perfect thin lips, smiling like a non-smile. Meaning, but there was a hint of coldness in the smile.

At this moment, a figure of Xuanyi walked slowly.

He raised his eyes, and it was Yi Wang Ye Wuya.

Ye Ye Wu Ye has been sitting there tonight without talking, but just quietly tasting wine. He is the only static in this noise. Only when a woman in white dyed ink appeared, there was a slight wave in his eyes, and then he returned to calm.

At this time, he stepped out slowly, walked to Ye Wuyan's body, and the warm eyes shifted from ink dyed body to Ye Wuyan. Dingding said, "Congratulations to six brothers. When something happened, I stepped aside. "Ye Wuya walked away slowly, and Mr. Jin hurriedly went to see him.

The night was late, and the banquet was drawing to a close. With Ye Wuya's advance retreating, the guests in the first hall also began to leave.

Ye Ye Wuchen also rose with a smile and greeted Cheer to take him away.

She slyly winked at Cheer before she had quietly told Cheer that she must not leave with the dustless night. Originally, she wanted to leave Cheer in the middle of the banquet, but she didn't want to drag it to the present. If she leaves with Ye Nuchen again, her and Che Er's whereabouts will definitely be found by Ye Nuchen.

Cheerlai lay on the chair and said innocently: "I won't go! I'm going to follow Sister Dye, where is she and where am I?" It seems to be angry for Fang Yeye to give up Dye to the smokeless night. .

Su Ye Ye frowned and said coldly, "No! You are a child, why are you so disobedient!"

"I just don't leave! I want to live here, and I will follow Sister Ink dye!" Cheer got up from the chair, ran behind Ye Wuyan, and drew Ye Xiaoyan's placket with his little hand, lamenting: "Master, Let me stay here! I'm going to follow Sister Dye, and I'm going to play with Liang Gongzi! "

Yan Ye turned around and looked at Cheer without a smoke, squatted down, and smiled, "I'm a royal mansion, but there is no Prince Edward Mansion. Are you sure you want to stay?"

I don't know why, for this child, smokeless at night is inexplicable. However, he is a child who stays in the night without any dust. If there is any accident, he cannot afford it.

Che Cheer saw the smokeless hesitation at night, and there was a mist of water in Feng's eyes. After a while, the water mist condensed into tears and fell down from his eyes. There was no cry, but it was a pitiful and pitiful cry.