Xia Lishuang smiled slightly and held him in her arms.
"Ran Ran...I never want to be separated from you again! Give me ten years...ten years later, I will make this world peaceful. At that time, I will take you to live our happy life. But
good?"
Wen Ranran smiled and hugged her neck, "Okay!"
"Then... do you have any plans when you come back?" Xia Lishuang said with guilt, "When you come back this time, you will definitely be criticized... and the entire Wen family..."
"Don't worry, isn't it just half a month?" Wen Ranran waved her hand, with a glint in her eyes, "Tomorrow I will let them know what it means to be powerful! If you want to touch the Wen family, you also want to touch my husband! Wait.
If you can’t eat, just walk around!”
Xia Lishuang said nothing, but kissed her lips again.
The long night is long, and in the steamy bath, the spring scenery is boundless...
…
Wen Ranran and Xia Lishuang didn't show up for almost the whole night. Upstairs in Yipin, everyone dispersed after the banquet. Wen Yuwan was lying in the house, but couldn't sleep.
She let her hair down and took a picture of Cheng Fenglou, who was sleeping soundly.
"Hey, hey, hey! What if they...what if they start fighting?!"
"I'm telling you, my sister is very cruel! What if...what if she comes out tomorrow and our Wen family is imprisoned?"
"My seventh brother! Why did it become like this!"
Cheng Fenglou, who was so sleepy that dark circles under his eyes appeared on his face: "..."
"Go to sleep! Just search your house and go to jail! Be good!" Cheng Fenglou squinted his eyes and wanted to rush over.
"Why are you sleeping after the house was confiscated?! My seventh brother! You must never miss your old relationship and be nice to my eldest sister! But as the saying goes, emperors are carefree... You can't handle this, right?
?”
Wen Yuwan grabbed her hair anxiously, fearing that her sister would have problems that she shouldn't solve at this moment.
"Madam...it really won't happen...they only know how to fight fairies, they won't really get into a fight...go to sleep, I have to go to court tomorrow morning..."
Cheng Fenglou looked like he was about to cry but had no tears.
"I'm still a little worried, you said..."
"What are you worried about?"
"I'm worried about the seventh brother...he treats the eldest sister..."
Before she finished speaking, Wen Yuwan was pressed directly onto the bed, and in her ears was the sound of Cheng Fenglou's hot breathing.
"What's the seventh brother? Seventh brother...you are not allowed to call me from now on! From now on, you can only call me brother!"
Wen Yuwan: "..."
"Old bastard! How long has it been and you are still thinking about this kind of thing!" Wen Yuwan blushed angrily and pushed the other person away.
Cheng Fenglou had no choice but to whisper, "Don't worry! I use my official position as a second-rank official to assure you that there will definitely be no problem with them. Can't you see... His Majesty is not promoting the Jiang family.
, but for..."
Wen Yuwan suddenly realized it and was about to speak, but was silenced with a kiss.
"Hush - this matter can't be spread out at the moment, so you just pretend you don't know about it now!"
Wen Yuwan nodded vigorously.
"Okay! Then I can sleep peacefully now!"
Cheng Fenglou had a dark face, and in the next second, his hand began to reach into Wen Yuwan's clothes dishonestly.
"Why should I sleep? I'm awake even if I wake up..."
"Uh-"
Therefore, despite the dark circles under his eyes, Cheng Fenglou succeeded in making arrangements for Wen Yuwan and regained his masculine glory.
The next day, the sky was gray and gray.
In front of the Taiji Hall, the sun hadn't even risen yet, and officials were already arriving one after another.
"Hey! Master Jiang!"
"Good morning, Grand Master Jiang! I've met Grand Master Jiang!"
"Master Jiang! Congratulations! I'm just waiting to drink your wife's wedding wine!"
"What a joy and congratulations! What a pity and congratulations!"
Many officials gathered around Jiang Yan one after another, and Jiang Yan walked into the court like stars holding the moon.
And above the imperial hall, at the head of the dragon chair, there was actually a large grand master's chair with a four-clawed python carved on it.
That is the current position of the Imperial Master.
A position that is truly inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, a position that countless people who are in favor of others have tried their best to kneel down and licked, and countless honest officials have struggled with.