"Ruo Yu, please spare him!"

Leng Yuhan listened to the sound of whips in the dark and thought of Murong Qiulian's pitiful appearance with gray powder all over his head. He couldn't bear to walk out of the dark corridor and shouted to stop it.

"Did you arrange everything?"

Murong Qiulian's first impression when he saw the woman in his memory was that this woman had changed too much, too much! So much that he could not imagine, describe, or fully feel it. Apart from the word "shocked", Murong Qiulian could no longer

He couldn't find words to describe his current mood.

"Emperor, you are well!"[

Leng Yuhan walked to An Ruoyu and pulled An Ruoyu behind him. The words "Emperor" made it clear that the two of them were strangers at this time. They were no longer the "Husband of Prince Ranxi" and "Huang Huang".

"Prince Leng", between them, now, they are just two opposing emperors standing at two ends of the spectrum competing for power!

"Huang Emperor, how have you been lately? I'm leaving the chess field. I miss you so much!"

Hearing the unfamiliar title spoken by a woman with his own ears, Murong Qiulian appeared calm as usual, but in his heart, a painful flame was boiling, tearing at his longing for the woman.

Murong Qiulian looked at the woman in front of him, so naturally protecting An Ruoyu behind him. He was naturally on guard. He was deeply afraid that he would hurt An Ruoyu at all, so he couldn't help snorting a sneer.

What does it feel like to be protected by a woman?

Is it the care and protection that only exists between lovers?

If you don't really love from the bottom of your heart, how can you block danger in front of you and protect safety behind you at the most important time?

Murong Qiulian couldn't help but wonder, a trace of greed arose in Murong Qiulian's heart. If the man standing next to the woman was herself, would she still choose this way?

"Oh? Do you want to come to my palace? First kidnap my royal husband, then kidnap my royal son. Emperor, your idea needs to be developed!"

As soon as the flowers were sprinkled in his hand, they turned into dew and rained down. Murong Qiulian responded to the fragrance of the flowers, shook his thick eyelashes like a fan, slowly fell down, and fell into a soft embrace filled with the fragrance of a woman's body.

"What is the emperor going to do with him?"

After putting away the flower whip, An Ruoyu looked at the handsome man with closed eyes who was lying in Leng Yuhan's arms, pulled Leng Yuhan's sleeve, and asked lightly.

"Don't worry, he has been a close friend of you for many years, and I will not harm him! I just want to use the most peaceful way to resolve the dispute between the two countries and reduce casualties!"

The facial features of the man in his arms are as delicate as sculptures, his face is painted with fine makeup, and his skin is as white as jade. Reflecting the candlelight fluttering in the wind in the palace, a layer of dim and soul-stirring elegance spreads out in the hazy atmosphere.

The color is like the misty rain on the small bridge in April, or the green apricot trees on the early branches outside the lost mountains. It exudes a sad and distant manly atmosphere, pure and free from dust and dirt.

He was quiet at this moment, with a little worry gathering on his brows, and he was telling people about the unresolved love and hatred in his heart.

Without looking carefully, no one would believe that he is the king of a country who controls the wind and rain in the Xuanzhao royal family, right? He is also the famous Emperor Shenglian among outsiders!

"Um!"

Leng Yuhan's eyes were upright and magnanimous, clear and bright, and his piercing eyes made An Ruoyu's cheeks feel hot as she turned around and walked out the door.

"Xier, Xuan'er, are you okay? In March, just go back and collect the silver reward yourself." [

When the two children saw the bloody incident in the palace, one did not cry and the other did not make a fuss. They are both extremely sensible children. An Ruoyu held the two babies and looked at the man in purple.

"Master, you are very polite. Taking care of the two young masters will only be done within the month of March."

I am very satisfied with An Ruoyu's performance just now. Men should find some of their strong and fierce temperament at the right time. How unbecoming is it to hide behind women all day long?

At this time in March, my mood is relatively smooth and I won't say anything to contradict her for the time being.

"But, where is Shao Ling?"

An Ruoyu remembered, wasn't Su Shaoling also arrested? Where did the little man go?

"He fell asleep and was taken away as a corpse by the purple-clad monsters!"
Chapter completed!