Author: Bright Moon and Drizzle

The sun shines brightly outside the palace, but the Yunlan Palace is extremely dark.

She walked inside, Rong Chen looked sick and was lying before the collapse, her white underwear spread out and her hair fell on her forehead.

"Rong Chen?"

He asked softly, and Wen Renjing stopped and looked scared and worried.

Because I feel that every quietness is a sign of the coming of a storm.

Only breathing sounds were left, he raised his eyes and looked at Wen Renjing in the distance, with indifference in his eyes.

Her slender fingers moved slightly, signaling her to come forward.

The low and nice voice was a bit gloomy, "Your Majesty is so far away, are you afraid of me?"

Wen Renjing tiptoed forward and looked down at him.

He smiled and said, "How could the national teacher be so approachable, so how dare I."

Seeing his weak appearance is very different from usual. The lofty national teacher is now like a little sheep, and it looks so heartbreaking.

Wen Renjing felt that he should be gentler to him, at least not so cold.

She sat down beside the bed and showed a smile that she thought was very kind.

He asked: "How is the national teacher feeling? Is it better? Do I want me to send you back to Ziyuan?"

After saying that, he realized something and quickly covered his mouth, with an awkward smile on his face, "Of course, the national guru doesn't want to go back, and Yunlan Palace also welcomes the national guru."

"Come here." The calm voice couldn't hear the emotion, and the angular face looked faint.

Wen Renjing pursed his lips slightly, approaching him tentatively, with a little discomfort in his eyes.

"Ah!" she exclaimed softly, her body was locked by Rong Chen, and her warm lips fell between her neck.

She widened her eyes and her face turned red. The smell of his light bite of blood filled the hall.

The pain made her close her eyes, and her hands were pressed down without any sense of letting go.

The two of them got what they wanted, and she didn't know what their relationship was.

After a moment, he let go of her hands, giving her time to breathe.

"Please, can I give me some time to prepare next time?" she murmured, her face pale.

I touched the part of my neck and left traces.

Rong Chen looked at her neck and looked slightly moved, and said with a thin lips: "Isn't there anything I said to me?"

She smiled faintly and tidied up her clothes.

He said indifferently: "Everyone can get what you need. If the national teacher feels that he is at a disadvantage, I will not be responsible."

The person on the bed looked slightly moved, and the gentle inquiry on his face condensed into his eyes, and the bones of his hands fell on the bed with white hair.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his thin mouth, "Since you don't care, I don't need to worry too much."

Have you changed your face again?

Wen Renjing muttered, looking at Rong Chen, who was resting with his eyes closed, and the man couldn't guess his thoughts.

But he looks so handsome when he closes his eyes and doesn't speak!

So far, I have seen the most beautiful person in this place. Although my face sometimes has a gloomy face.

I originally wanted to find some time to mention it.

But I really have no chance, but since it is a grasshopper on a rope, there are opportunities.

"Then the national teacher has a good rest." She shook her hand, with a joyful smile on her face.

He opened his eyes and looked at her leaving back, with a little indescribable tenderness in his eyes, and the endless starry sky hidden in his deep eyes.

He has been following his master's words and guarding the apocalypse for so many years. When he waited for the person who should come back, he also received his previous memories, but the person in front of him did not remember the past.

Is his fate still the same as the previous one? Who knows the answer?

In the Jiuwang Mansion, Wen Renqin just got a group of good gunpowder and was complacent, and his friends were a group of beautiful beauties.

"You retreat first." Wenren gave a serious and cold command.

The two walked into a secret room, and Wenren threw the letter in his hand on the table.

He scolded coldly, "I heard that you were killing people in the suburbs. It was okay to kill people, but I even got someone to run away."

"Now, Mu Xia has a good personal relationship with the emperor for some reason, and is staring at him with a fierce look. You can make you act like this in disguise."

Wen Renqin spoke dissatisfiedly: "Father, after so many years, we have to endure it until after that? Now Mu Xia holds military power, are we still waiting for death to wait for others to come and arrest us?"

"Father, my son has obtained a new batch of gunpowder in the suburbs, which is of great power. In addition, our soldiers and horses are not worried that the Apocalypse is not our father and son."

"This matter still needs to be discussed. Has the person handled it completely?" Wenren calmly tidied up his clothes and looked solemn.

Wen Renqin smiled proudly: "Although they are not dead, they are all from Nanxia. They have been arrested as thieves in the city. What kind of storm can a group of Nanxia people cause?"

He nodded with satisfaction and patted Wen Renqin on the shoulder, "It turns out that he is my good son. The saint is coming to Apocalypse soon, so he will perform well at that time."

The emperor is indeed much smarter than before, and it is difficult for people in the harem to get in touch with him. He must think of a solution.

Wen Renjing informed Mu Xia of his plan and was preparing to join forces to take the initiative to kill Jiuwang's family and eliminate future troubles.

If you sit and wait for death, you don’t know what the other party will have.

The original book is not written in such detail, so she can only guess little by little.

"Your Majesty has really grown up, and the emperor will be at ease under the 9th fountain."

The wide palm patted her shoulder, with admiration on her handsome face.

The kindness of the elders in Yizhong emanated from him.

She hid away a little embarrassedly. Although she was the emperor's uncle, she was not much different in age. She was very ashamed of such a kind tone.

"Thank you for your praise, Uncle Emperor." The delicate and small face had a hearty smile, and the young man's aura was very strong.

Mu Xia shook his mind, the face of the boy in front of him overlapped one after another, and his expression moved slightly.

Looking at him in a daze, Wen Renjing waved and shouted: "Uncle Emperor?"

"Your Majesty has such a strategy, the future of the apocalypse is impressive." He came to his senses and said softly.

But she is a woman, and her characteristics will become more and more obvious as she grows older.

I don’t know how long she can stay in this position, she has to deal with her affairs first. In the original book, Mu Xia is a good emperor, so it would be great if he could be regarded as him.

She leaned over and smiled gossipingly, "Uncle, do you want me to give you a marriage? After all, it is rare for Miss Shen to be so beautiful. If I have other opportunities, my little aunt will be gone."

As he said, he shook his head, which was so vivid.

She soon received a cold look and a low voice sounded: "I haven't settled the score with you for the last time!"

Wen Renjing smiled and walked away a few steps away. He knew in his heart that he was referring to the time he was in the restaurant!

But what he knew was that these two people were so rogue, and they clearly agreed to lead the snake out of the hole, but they ended up promising lust in the daytime.

"But, why are you so close to the national teacher Rong Chen?" The inquiring voice sounded, and a pair of cold eyes looked at her neck.

She took a few steps back, her face was entangled, and why did she feel close to her?
Chapter completed!