When Murong Xuan heard her say this, his expression on his face became joyful again. The cold air just now blew away, and the surroundings were as comfortable as the spring breeze. "Don't worry about this. Tomorrow, I will only come to the prime minister's house to accept the title and ask for his name. There are still some days before the formal marriage."

Rong Yanran felt the change in temperature around her. Looking at the happy smile on his face, she was happy in her heart, but she said with a little regret: "Oh, it's a pity that I have entered marriage from now on and can no longer be free. How many excellent men have to be sad again."

"Besides, I'll use this to block your mouth," he smiled evilly, pointing his finger at his lips. She really shut up obediently. He smiled again, "Your narcissism is heard by others, and you don't laugh too much. Who else do you want to attract attention to you? Even if there is a blind eye to notice, you can only marry one person, and only marry me."

Rong Yanran said cutely: "Yes, I can only marry you, the person who doesn't care about me."

Murong Xuan caressed and played with her hair: "The reaction is fast now."

Rong Yanran asked him: "According to the rules here, are we not allowed to meet before getting married?"

Looking at her reluctant expression, Murong Xuan's vanity was greatly satisfied and gentle assurance: "Any rule that is not regular, we get married, I set the rules. As long as you want, I can come to see you at any time. If it is open and honest, we will come and sneak up on it." When he said this, his face showed a longing expression.

Rong Yanran's body trembled: "Seventh Prince, you don't have this hobby, right? I didn't want to be separated from you before getting married, but I just wanted to play crazy before stepping into the grave of love and go around the capital." Two sentences shattered his extremely beautiful reverie.

Murong Xuan warned viciously: "According to the rules here, girls who are about to get married cannot go out for a random trip unless they are accompanied by their fiancé."

"Don't you say that the rules were ordered by you?" Rong Yanran asked curiously.

Murong Xuan told her "kindly": "Yan'er, this is the rule I set for you."

Rong Yanran was not angry at all and looked at him with a smile: "Murong Xuan, you are so cute." She was very domineering and stingy, but she was so cute! She couldn't help but want to kiss his face as a reward. This is a particularly natural action in modern times. She has almost never used it here. There is no way, this was the case in ancient times.

"What do you want to do?" Murong Xuan began to see her approaching, a little surprised. When her bright red lips slowly came up, he kept maintaining that position without moving and accepted the kiss from his beloved woman.

"Miss..." He Xiang's voice arrived first before he arrived. Rong Yanran quickly came back to her senses and did it very quickly and correctly.

Damn it, it's a bad scenery! Murong Xuan said hatefully, he will definitely get it back from Ouyang Chen if he has the chance.

"Miss," Hexiang hurriedly ran in. Seeing that the two were just having dinner together, she was no longer surprised. After celebrating the seventh prince, she said happily, "Madam, please go to her room and discuss the marriage of the lady." As she said that, she glanced at Murong Xuan and signaled that he could leave.
Chapter completed!