Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

The night was heavy and slow.

The sound of wind roaring came to my ears, some impatient ears.

Xueying pulled the bedding and looked slightly at her. She was startled by a slender figure outside the darkness. The figure lit Xueying's dumb hole every other space.

She said "ah" a few times and had to give up.

The inner supervisor Gu Shengyan stood outside the carriage, lifting the curtain, and his side——

Ning Xiluo was wearing a long black purple shirt and was watching Xueying firmly. He didn't say anything. God allowed Ning He. But soon, the look moved to Yunxi.

Yunxi is sleeping soundly on the soft collapse.

If the Yunxi River in normal days, it must be very alert. Today is an exception. I slept like this every day.

Ning Xiluo stretched out his hand, directly hugged Yunxi into his arms, turned and set foot towards the dragon in front. Gu Shengyan loosened the curtain and followed.

Xueying sat up and her arm was grabbed.

Xueying looked at qingluan and couldn't say a word. She made a few gestures.

Qingluan solved Xueying's dumb acupoint and compared a "Shh" to her lips. Yu Xueying whispered in her ear, "don't mind your own business and disturb Miss Xi's rest."

Xueying directly lay on the soft couch and murmured, "Okay, okay."

It was warm inside the carriage. Xueying thought about the Dragon drive, and then entered mengxiang again. But it was not long before there was another rustle in her ear.

Xueying frowned and saw Gu Shengyan raise the curtain of the carriage at sunrise.

Ningxiluo put Yunxi back into the carriage, glanced at her lightly, and turned away. Xueying pretended to be smart this time and didn't say a word.

What does that mean?

Take it away at night and send it back before the sun rises?

Xueying didn't think thoroughly. Looking at Yunxi sleeping on one side, she was suddenly stunned. Maybe she was ordered to sleep?

Thinking, I can't open my eyes.

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It was an hour before the sun penetrated the carriage.

When ziyunxi woke up, it was because of the turbulence of the carriage.

When the bead curtain was lifted, 300000 troops rode and hired. The dragon was too far away from the front. It was not clear how to see it. It was just that qingluan slept with Xueying. Yunxi lightness skill swept straight out of the carriage. He borrowed horses from the painter army and drove towards the dragon.

The wind rustled in my ears.

Yunxi was surprised when he opened the Dragon bead curtain window——

In the dragon chase, the two palace maids were sitting on ningxiluo's side. One poured tea, while the other frowned tightly. With a little finger, they put down the black gauze chess piece.

As soon as the chess piece fell, the palace maid smiled: "emperor, it's your turn."

The emperor looked at the chessboard with more Phoenix eyes and said, "tilt your color, you lost."

Tilt color

Yan Qingse bit his lower lip and couldn't hide his smile: "it's the servant's clumsiness."

For the first time, Yan Qingse heard that the emperor called her name. She couldn't help but be nervous. After two years in the palace, she suffered so much in the Huanyi Bureau. Is there a day to come out at last?

Yan Qingse clenched the black chess piece in her hand. Hearing the sound of jade and jade, Yan Qingse thought back and saw the direction of the emperor's Phoenix eyes——

There was a touch of pink driving the horse, which fell behind the dragon and didn't catch up.

Is it the river girl?

Yan Qingse was puzzled, and then asked, "emperor, why don't you let Miss Xi into the dragon?"

Yunxi came on horseback to drive the dragon out, but the emperor's face was full of cold. It was chilly, but Yan Qingse wanted to know what the emperor thought.

One side, sister Yan Guaner pulled Yan Qingse's sleeve and motioned for her to talk more.

Yan Qingse didn't like it. He put the sunspot and white son back on the chessboard, looked at the handsome man in front of him with burning eyes, and whispered, "did the slave and maid say more?"

The emperor leaned lightly on the cushion, and the slender finger with clear knuckles touched the jade cup and shook it leisurely: "tilt color, how about you use Baizi this time?"

The emperor looked pale, but smiled as if nothing had happened.

Yan Qingse was very happy again and took the white son: "the emperor doesn't blame the maidservant."

The emperor has already lost interest in Miss Xi, right? It is rumored that nayunxi and Emperor Beiyuan almost got married, which is also a bad past. Even if Yunxi became the God of war, so what? Which man doesn't mind such a thing?

What's more, the man in front of her is the Western monarch.

Yan Qingse dropped his son, raised his eyes and saw the emperor's appearance of God. The thin lips pursed slightly, and the beautiful profile looked at the jade window. He supported his side face with one hand and drank tea leisurely: "you go down."

Go down?

This chess is not finished yet. Why drive them away!

Yan Guaner took the lead in bending over: "promise."

Seeing that her younger sister was like this, Yan Qingse could only get out of the dragon and return to the narrow carriage that originally belonged to herself and her younger sister.

Here, without a good silver quilt, it will only be bumped.

Even the carriage of qingluan was spacious, but their carriage was pulled by only one horse and soon fell to the last side of the army.

Yan Qingse patted the table and angrily looked at his sister: "it must be your bad tea that the emperor will be angry."

Obviously, Yan Guaner has some grievances: "sister, what does this have to do with me? It's obviously that my sister lost chess. The emperor will let us down if he feels boring."

This made Yan Qingse even more angry: "as soon as I set out today, manager Gu took us to longchui. It was clearly my fault and even blamed me."

Yan guan'er puffed a smile: "well, it's all guan'er's fault, not sister."

Yan Qingse was not discouraged by Yan Guaner's retreat. Her beautiful eyes were evil. She looked at her sister's relaxed appearance faintly: "do you like him?"

"Who?"

Yan Qingse clenched his fist: "of course it's the emperor."

On this question, Yan Guaner was happy: "the emperor is the monarch of Xizhou, and which woman doesn't admire it? Not to mention the emperor is Ming Jun, who treats our sisters very well."

"That's like it?"

"I like it." Yan guan'er didn't understand why Yan Qingse asked so and said with such a smile, "doesn't my sister like it?"

Yan Qingse kept silent, held the baggage in the corner in his arms, opened it and coagulated it. The clothes in the baggage were all linen, just the linen palace clothes given by the clothes washing Bureau, which was too different from the rewarded cloth on them.

Can pet, there has always been only one person.

If my sister and she are sleeping together in the future, it must be my sister... Now I play chess. My sister doesn't know chess, so the emperor played with her.

Yan Qingse folded his clothes, closed his eyes and rested directly in the carriage, and ignored his sister no longer. However, Yunxi's face flashed in his mind and smiled bitterly.