After Su Jingzhang was persuaded by Lin Junlan, he returned to the palace. After all, the General's Mansion was not a leisurely place. The palace was strictly guarded. They could not be perceived.

After Lin Junlan poured the rain, he felt a little cold, so he entered the bath in the room, took off his clothes, sat in the bath and thought of the northern royal family. Her long hair fell in the water and covered a hazy feeling.

Suddenly, the bead curtain behind him rang. Looking back, Fu Shiting had come in. He frowned, but he didn't cover himself, "You ..."

Lin Junlan didn't expect Fu Shiting to come over. He frowned and wanted to let it open, but he was caught.

"Jun Lan, what are you thinking about?"

Fu Shiting came over and hugged Lin Junlan from behind. He just woke up. His voice was still hoarse. He kissed Lin Junlan's side neck. His hand touched the rounded jade shoulder.

"I didn't think anything."

Lin Junlan frowned, and sideways his neck, trying to avoid Fu Shiting's kiss, but did not hide.

The person who stood behind him had gathered the hair, and his voice was low. "No matter what you want to do, don't think about leaving me, do you know?"

Lin Junlan: "..."

He breathed and stopped. The next moment, his people were pushed to one side. Fu Shiting's tall body followed into the bath and held him in his arms.

Lin Junlan sat in the bath. He watched Fu Shiting sitting opposite him, silent, and then asked, "What kind of person do you think Su Yanzhi?"

Fu Shiting's eyes were like a torch, and he sorrowfully condensed Lin Junlan's hair, and his hands slowly approached a bit. "He doesn't understand love, but he is calm. No one is loyal to him, so he uses brute for them to loyal to them."

Su Yanzhi is lonely. Because of loneliness, Su Yanzhi uses his own way to let those who he wants to stay, stay with him.

Lin Junlan looked down, "Everyone says that the regent, Su Lieyang is more suitable for the monarch of the emperor than Su Yanzhi, why does he do it?"

Fu Shiting condensed Lin Junlan, stretched out his hand and hugged him. "Jun Lan, I seem to like to ask some strange questions today, what's wrong?"

When Lin Junlan didn't hide, when Fu Shiting was embraced in his arms, his breathing trembled a little bit, "Nothing, let's talk, why not be the king."

"Because ..." Fu Shiting's gaze was dark, "Regent king and me, I have been looking for you. We do n’t want to do it, but we do n’t want to do it."

"The emperor's king, trapped himself in a cage, is the way Yan Zhi protects himself."

Su Yanzhi did not have the slightest sense of security in the outside world. Perhaps it was a childhood situation, or it was because he needed others to be convinced. Therefore, Yan Zhi was sitting on the emperor, protecting himself, and trapped himself in crazy.

Lin Junlan calmly, listening to Fu Shiting's words, still couldn't understand Su Yanzhi's madness, humiliating the His Royal Highness, so that he had a heart to kill Su Yanzhi.

Nympho

Nympho

In the west of the imperial city, in the courtyard, the peach blossoms landed, and there was a bit of hazy beauty. In the dark, the peach blossoms on the tree were messy in the wind, and there were almost few left.

In the room, the lights were hazy, and the people on the bed, the soft fingertips held the unsatisfactory tent, the fingertips of the bone joints were very forceful, as if something was forbearing, the eyes were closed, and the eyebrows twisted into a line.

, Suppress the pain.

The shoulder bone is clearly printed with red red, and the corners of the lips are stained with some ...

Pressing the wrist of the person on the bed, the silver hair fell, and lifted his waist again, nailed the person on the bed.

His voice was low, hoarse, and ambiguous. "It seems that I can't feed you, because it's hungry too long?"

When the rain outside the window was exhausted, there was finally some sounds in the house. People without strength leaned on the arms of silver -haired people, closed their eyes, and breathed low.

Suddenly, his shoulder trembled, he bent slightly, opened his eyes, opened his eyes, and pushed the people around him.

Feng Yu embraced with a smile, took out his hand out of the quilt, and the slender fingertips, there were some moisturizing, he built him the quilt and hugged him.

Chu Moyan opened his eyes, condensed the horizontal pillar on the bed, and took a long time before he slowly got up and sat upright. "I have to go back."

If you don't go back, Su Yanru is really hard to explain.

Feng Yu embedded Chu Moyan's wrist, and did not allow him to leave. One was hard, pulling people into his arms again, closed his eyes, "Waiting for dawn, I go with you."

Chu Muyan frowned, but he could also guess a bit of the intention of Feng Yu and Ember. "Do you want to cooperate with Su Yanru? Do you think he is credible?"

Feng Yu's head stabbed Chu Muyan's shoulder, closed his eyes, and his voice was soft. "Aren't you working with him, you believe it, I believe it."

"He is not a good category."

Chu Moyan was around Su Yanru for three years. In the past three years, his observation of Su Yanru seemed to be not thorough. He couldn't judge whether this person was credible or not credible.

It seems to be trusted, because in the past three years, he has not sold him, and he also helped him collect all kinds of news in the palace.

But it doesn't seem to be trusted, because in the past three years, he can't see Su Yanru's real purpose. Whether he killed Su Yanzhi?

Feng Yu embarrassed and kissed Chu Muyan's cold lips, "I am ... not a good person."
Chapter completed!