'Let go? My own happiness? Brother Si Huang, when Xiao'er and Qing'er grow up, what do you want to do?'

Ran Mofeng picked up a fallen branch from a tree and wrote on the ground as he walked. He walked and walked, stopped writing, and halfway through writing, he walked back and forth. It was like a child at a young age, which he had never experienced before.

No matter the storms in life, live without restraint.

Ran Qingchen followed behind Ran Mofeng and couldn't help but smile.

This is like the life his Seventh Emperor brother should have had.

There is no sadness, no pain, just a touch of indifference in life.[

The heart is as pure as water.

'Brother Four Emperors, what are you thinking about? Why don't you answer Mo Feng? When Xiao'er and Qing'er grow up, what do you want to do?'

Ran Mofeng watched Ran Qingchen walk directly past the words he had written on the ground, ignoring his own questions, and grabbed Ran Qingchen's sleeve.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Stop and turn around.

He turned his eyes and lowered his head.

Ran Qingchen looked at the words that Ran Mofeng was waving with a small branch that he had stepped on. The traces of the words had been worn away. He stood to the side and looked at the newly written words by Ran Mofeng.

"oh

His Yan'er, his beauty, his beloved wife who will never change in this life, even if he dies, he will remember it in his heart.

What should such a woman smell like?

Is it strong and heavy, or is it elegant and fragrant? Exuding a touch of valley tranquility?

He has to be very elusive and think carefully about it.

'Perfume? A perfume that belongs to Yan'er's memory? Then Mo Feng also wants a share. In Mo Feng's memory, the smell of Yan'er must be different from the one in Brother Sihuang's memory. Maybe yours is sweet and warm.

Yes, it may be dark and gloomy, but in Mo Feng's memory, Yan'er is the most beautiful and irreplaceable. Can Brother Sihuang create that kind of beautiful, irreplaceable powdery fragrance?

?'

The branches fly like pictures, sometimes rolling up pebbles and splashing them.

Judging from the speed of Ran Mofeng's writing, Ran Mofeng was very much in agreement with Ran Qingchen's idea of ​​mixing perfume, and he had a lot of expectations, and he was waiting with joy.

"Haha, yes, a person, a feeling, a flavor that belongs to Yan'er. It is not easy to create a flavor that can make anyone fall into memories. Brother Yonko will not give up.

Even if it’s difficult, you have to try. Didn’t you always know that Brother Yonko is a person who won’t give up until he achieves his goal? He is extremely perseverant.”

A smile spread across her lips.

Wrapped in the cold moonlight, it exudes a hint of coldness.

Ran Qingchen pursed her lips and smiled, raised her eyes, and walked into the small courtyard where she lived, leaving behind a faint smile.[

"Four Emperors

Chasing Ran Qingchen's figure into the yard, Ran Mofeng's footsteps made a long series of running sounds in the yard.

In this cool moonlit night, it adds some unforgettable warmth of family affection.

On July 18th, the fourth year of the Dahuang Kingdom, according to the historical records of Dahuang, Empress Dahuang brought back two husbands of the Ran family who were lost among the people, and named them Duan Guifu and Hua Guifu respectively, and granted them residence in Dahuang's harem, Duan Hua.

temple'.

The two noble husbands and the sons of Empress Dahuang, Shi Yijin, Shi Yixiao, and Shi Yiqing, also recognized their ancestors and returned to their clan.

Their names and surnames were listed in the genealogy of the Dahuang Emperor according to their childhood, and they officially became the true princes and princesses of the Dahuang Kingdom. They also made outstanding achievements in the future history of the Dahuang Kingdom, and most of them were recorded in the history books.
Chapter completed!