When Qian Xi remembered the past, she suddenly blushed.

Not wanting to continue this topic, Qianxi looked at it for a few big eyes and quickly changed the topic: "I have already indulged these two girls on weekdays. If the prince is so spoiled, he will be able to go to the house to remove the tiles tomorrow."

The hair in his hands is slippery and gentle, and Murong Yan doesn't care: "The loyal and protectors are always like this. You two girls, I feel relieved about this."

"A loyal and protecting man?" Qianxi tilted her head and smiled: "Is the prince referring to the old Situ? He often makes it difficult for the prince to do it?"

"Uh--" Murong Yan was speechless for a moment.

Qianxi teased for a while, suddenly her eyes were dim and she turned to Murong Yan and said, "Last time I scolded the emperor for being unfair, why didn't Old Situ refute? Did he often say this in front of the prince?"

Looking at the smart and intelligent person in front of him, Murong Yan curled his smile: "Xi'er, what do you want to say."

Qianxi's eyes flashed, and she suddenly stood up and put her waist on her sturdy waist: "I want to say, no matter how unruly the emperor is, I don't want you to be that lonely man..."

Just looking at Situ Sheng's attitude, Qian Xi pointed out what she thought.

Murong Yan's heart was slightly shocked, and he hugged the little man in his arms to pay her a quit: "I will not wait until today if I want to do it... Besides, now that I have you, how can I bear to give up."

With a long kiss and a lingering and sad love, Murong Yan overbears his domineeringly invaded Qian Xixiang's soft lips, persistently chasing, teasing, sucking and kissing to taste her sweetness.

He couldn't help but soften his body and moaned in his kiss. Qian Xi was confused before he was still thinking repeatedly: He said he couldn't bear to leave? If he had become the Lord of Nine Five and the beauties in the harem, would he be sad to be the concubines? Or would he be reluctant to stay with him and be the ruthless emperor...

Feeling her distraction, Murong Yan pulled her belt and pulled her waist, then fitted the two of them without any obstacles.

The room was full of broken and jumping lights. Qian Xi was caught off guard and was taken to the top of the wave by Murong Yan, undulating and bumping. The lotus arms climbed his neck to seek the fulcrum, and the tender red cherry in his scattered clothes was picked by him with a kiss.

Qian Xi was like a string that was being teased to the extreme, her jade feet were hooked up and wrapped around his waist, and the red-stained jade neck pulled out a beautiful arc: "Jun Yan, Jun Yan, please..."

Crying mixed with tender moans, Qianxi's eyes were filled with white light, as if she was lost in consciousness, and she was confused and confused.

"Xi'er, my good Xi'er..."

Feeling the tightness and suffocation, she was on the verge of extreme wrapping and sucking, and joy came layer by layer like a tide. Murong Yan almost collapsed, holding his enchanting waist, and pushing it to the extreme.

Qian Xi opened his godless eyes wide, took a cold air, and his consciousness was empty and disintegrated, and finally burst into Murong Yan's powerful spray.

After cleaning it up, Murong Yan stubbornly threw his bedclothes off the end of the bed. Qian Xi struggled a few times, but his hands and feet were sore and were obediently pulled into his arms and kissed Guangjie's back.

The continuous kisses are the easiest to hypnosis. They embrace Qianxi's warm and cool body, and Murong Yan once and then kisses her on her neck. In the hazy state, she seemed to be in the Yunxu Palace where her mother was always waving with the fragrance of medicine.

"Yan'er be good... go and tell your father that you don't like this name. It would be great if you have a single word "Yan"..." Yun Fei was so angry that she urged her intermittently, her lips were pale and her face was as paper.

"Mother, why? 'Jun Yan' sounds very good, Yan'er likes this name very much." Four-year-old Murong Yan looked innocent.

"But your emperor brother will be unhappy when he hears it. You don't want to make your emperor brother unhappy, right?"

"Is it the prince's brother? But the father clearly said that Xiao Yan's name was given by the prince's brother!"

"Don't you listen to the words of Mother's mother?" Concubine Yun was angry: "Mother's mother is about to leave. Without Mother's mother, your name will sooner or later bring you disaster."

"Mother, don't leave! Xiao Yan will go now..."

Reluctant to leave, look back three times in one step.

But Murong Yan did not go to find Emperor Cheng, but went to find his most admired eldest brother, the prince.

The bright eyes of the Confused Emperor Ming, who was still the crown prince at that time, was dark. "Brother of the Crown Prince, Xiao Yan doesn't like the name 'Jun Yan', so let's give Xiao Yan another one."

The prince was stunned. Suddenly, there was a sound of clouds outside. The deacon and eunuch hurried in and reported: "Your Highness, Concubine Yun is dead."

He picked him up and the prince walked out quickly: "Okay, the emperor will change it for you, what does Xiao Yan want to call me... Now, let's go see your mother..."

On the brocade bed, Concubine Yun's beautiful eyes were still wide open, as if she was still waiting for an answer persistently.

Murong Yan suddenly woke up, squinted his eyes and looked at the top of the tent, hugged Qian Xi's warm body beside him, and gently rubbed against her hair.

All the closest people around him did not want him to touch that ruthless position. Even Emperor Ming understood the last wish before Concubine Yun passed away.

After the funeral, Emperor Ming held his hand and asked his father to change his name, and then took him back to the prince's mansion. Then, he met Murong Qi for the first time...

After spending the past ten years together, he really knew what kind of person Murong Qi was. Before going to war, Emperor Ming reluctantly held his hand, hoping that he could protect Dayan throughout his life.

He agreed.

No matter how narrow-minded Emperor Hui was, he insisted on keeping his promise to Emperor Ming.

But now, Emperor Hui's incompetence still exceeded his expectations. The king and his ministers colluded to harm the loyal and kind; they stole the wealth of the world to satisfy their own selfish desires; they were unhappy, so they trample on the old ministers of the two dynasties to serve the king and spread their anger on a weak woman...

Not to mention that being an emperor, even an ordinary man would be despised.

There was a moment when the old Situ Kang made a frank statement, he was also shaken. But looking at the person in his arms, the beautiful face of Chuchu, how could he bear to let her take risks with him... If you are careless, you will be scolded for all ages and despised by future generations.

Kissing Qian Xi's soft lips, she was drunk and addicted. She covered her body and held her ear beads and whispered: "Xi'er, when the Marquis of Lie is in charge, I will hand over the Longshan Xiaoqi Camp to the Taiwei. Let's go to the outside of Zhuojun Pass to see the yellow sand desert; go to Huai'an to see the red husk seeds; otherwise, we took a boat to the south of the Yangtze River and went to Yongzhou to see the peonies..."

In a daze, Qian Xi seemed to hear the beautiful words, her ears itchy, and she laughed out loud like a silver bell with her eyes closed.

"Xi'er, did you agree?"

"Well!" responded in his warm kiss.

Murong Yan opened his jade legs and sank into his body.

"Murong Yan, you-" Qian Xi's waist was sore, and she wrinkled her nose begged for mercy: "A Yan, her waist is sore..."

"I'm a little gentler."

"don't want!"

"I just asked you, obviously, how can you regret it!"
Chapter completed!