"I'm afraid I've disappointed you." Ye Fuxun looked at Wen Yan with her clear eyes. She took Wen Yan in from the beginning, not only because of her legend in her previous life. She once sent people to Jiangnan to inquire about Wen Yan's identity. The legendary
There was a big difference between Wen Yan and the Wen Yan in front of him, so Ye Fuxun thought again, since she could come back from the dead and start all over again, then Wen Yan was the same kind of person as her.
"Would you like to hear a story?"
Wen Yan met those clear eyes. She had been attracted by these eyes from the first time she saw Ye Fulun. These eyes carried too many things, including ambition and ruthlessness, but also kindness and gentleness, and even more difficult.
What's amazing is that she can be so clean, as if she has been washed away by thousands of sails.
Lifting up her skirt, she sat on Ye Fuxun's soft couch, tilted her head and looked at her, "I'm all ears." She picked up the tea brewed by Ye Fuxun and looked at Ye Fuxun quietly, who was a little different from the past. Her voice sounded like
The jade beads flowed into the ears like falling discs.
"There was a girl who was very naive. After her mother passed away, her father sent her to the countryside..."
Wen Yan quietly looked at Ye Fuxun's beautiful side face. That alluring face was covered with a faint halo. Listening to her faint tone, it was as if the story had nothing to do with her and was just someone else's story.
She was actually heartbroken.
After finishing speaking, Ye Fuxun looked at Wen Yan, "So, sometimes I can't tell whether it is this life or the past life, but the only thing I can tell clearly is that I can leave that pure beauty, but I will never
It’s up to anyone to decide.”
After hearing Ye Fuxun's story, Wen Yan's eyes were full of surprise. Naturally, she was inconceivable to people in her time travel. She didn't expect that the girl in front of her was actually resurrected from the dead and had lived through two lives.
"This is my biggest secret. The reason why I know you and those things is because I have lived two lives. In the last life, I lived a confused life. I sent my loved ones to the guillotine and killed ambitious people.
Keep it by your side, and in the end you will no longer be a human, a ghost will no longer be a ghost, you will not be able to die, and life will be worse than death."
As she spoke, Ye Fuxun's eyes turned cold, and a warm hand touched her shoulder. Ye Fuxun looked back and saw Wen Yan's eyes curled up like a pool of autumn water, full of life.
Hui, "Just live well now."
"So you knew me in your last life?" Wen Yan smiled, showing a nice little pear dimple, tilting his delicate little head, and asked, "What was I like in my last life?"
"It's the same as now." Ye Fuxun pretended to look Wen Yan up and down, propped his chin and smiled. He was immediately given a white eye. Ye Fuxun didn't care, picked up a piece of fruit and put it into his mouth, and said,
"Don't you have any stories to tell me today?"
Wen Yan smiled and said, "I'm afraid you don't believe it."
"You believe me, are your stories even more outrageous than mine?" Ye Fuxun looked at Wen Yan and saw that he was eating something on the table. He rolled his eyes and stretched his paws towards Wen Yan's waist.
between.
"Ouch... don't tickle, hahaha... I can't stand itching..."
"Then will you tell me?"
"Say...hahaha...I said..."
Wen Yan was the most ticklish, and Ye Fuxun specifically targeted her ticklish flesh. This was what Wen Yan couldn't stand. After a while, she was laughing so hard that she couldn't breathe.
When Ye Fuxun saw him begging for mercy, he accepted the offer and lay on the soft couch next to Wen Yan. He looked sideways at Wen Yan, who was laughing with tears, and said, "Then tell me."
…
Within the East Palace.
Tang Fengchu's eyes were slightly closed, and his right hand was stroking his slightly bulging belly. His beautiful face was full of tenderness. The Feng Wa on his chest glowed faintly under the light. Song Hancheng strode into the inner hall and saw this beauty.
Couch picture.
Song Hancheng gently waved his hand and ordered all the maids serving in the palace to retreat.
When Tang Fengchu heard the noise, he opened his eyes and saw a handsome face. He then smiled and said, "A Cheng, you are back."
"Gu said, you don't have to wait for Gu, why are you disobedient?" Song Hancheng sat beside the couch, with a touch of doting and helplessness in his tone, "You are not alone now, you still have our child in your belly.
"
Tang Fengchu stood up and sat up. Seeing that Song Hancheng's brows were full of fatigue, he stretched out his hand to smooth his frown and asked, "Did Prince Saren go to find you today?"
"That's right." Song Hancheng lay down and pillowed on Tang Fengchu's lap, carefully avoiding her belly. He stretched out his hand to rub his swollen head and said, "Prince Saren came to see the orphan today because of that day."
Regarding what happened at the banquet, he especially wants to know why Princess Chen knows the three sacred objects so well."
With her ten slender fingers, she gently rubbed Song Hancheng's head and said, "Xun'er, she has been a clever person since she was a child, and she reads a lot of miscellaneous books. Maybe she saw it in a book somewhere. Besides, I don't know where she read it.
, Prince Saren is also a son of a country, why can’t he afford to lose? It’s not an option for him to pester you every day. State affairs are already tiring, and now you have to deal with him..." Since Tang Fengchu became pregnant, there has been less
Killing decisively, with a little more feminine attitude.
"Don't worry, my father is in a good mood this year. He plans to keep Prince Sarun in the capital for the New Year. It is estimated that he will go to Prince Chen's Mansion tomorrow. I will leave this difficult matter to my third brother." Song Hancheng gently held Tang Fengchu's hand.
, sat up and said, "It's getting late, let's rest."
Just as he was talking, a palace maid walked in with a plate and lowered her head. She walked behind her gently, walked carefully to the incense burner, put the incense on the plate in, and after setting up the incense burner, she respectfully withdrew and met her.
Er Yaersong, who came in to serve, looked at her head-on. The little palace maid leaned towards Eryaersong gently, lowered her head and walked past him.
"Wait a minute." Erya called out to the little palace maid, "Turn around."
The little palace maid paused, slowly turned around, lowered her head, very humble.
"Keep your head up."
It was a relatively unfamiliar face. Erya frowned and asked, "Why haven't I seen you before? What's your name? Where are you serving?"
"My name is Xian Ling, and I serve in the outer hall."
"What's wrong with the outer hall? Why did you come to the inner hall?"
"Sister Qiuyue caught the wind and cold today, and she was afraid of infecting the empress, so she asked the servant to come to the inner hall to add incense." The little palace maid lowered her head and replied calmly.
Erya looked at the little palace maid dubiously, and was about to ask more questions when she heard Tang Fengchu's voice coming from the inner room. She responded, glanced at the little palace maid, and said, "Go down." Then she turned and walked into the inner room.
Prince Chen's Mansion, Bieyi Pavilion.
Qingruo came over again, and reluctantly walked to a certain prince who was sitting at the table drinking tea. Looking at his somewhat ugly expression, he said bravely, "Your Majesty, the princess said that she wants to stay warm."
The girl spent the night and asked the prince to go back to Miao Feng Residence to sleep." Miao Feng Residence is where Song Hanzhuo lived before I got married. Since getting married, Song Hanzhuo has never gone back to Miao Feng Residence to sleep.
A certain prince put down the blue and white porcelain cup in his hand very unhappy, and looked at Qingruo with a pair of dark eyes. His clear voice made Qingruo cry secretly, "Go back to the princess, I will note it down for her."
Song Hanzhuo stood up and walked out of Bieyi Pavilion.
"Farewell, Your Majesty." Qingruo breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Song Hanzhuo's back, secretly complaining that his princess was making trouble on Tai Sui's head, thinking about turning around and walking into the inner room.
Song Hanzhuo walked out of Bieyi Pavilion. The moon above his head was extremely bright. He felt very unhappy when he thought that there would be no Wenxiang Nephrite tonight. It seemed that he doted on his princess so much that she let him live alone in Miaofengju for others.
Go to bed, and it's for a woman.
The boy who was lighting the lamp on the side looked at his prince's face and did not dare to speak loudly. Song Hanzhuo suddenly heard a slight sound of wind. Song Hanzhuo stopped and said, "Step back, I want to go for a walk alone."
The night was getting late and the weather was getting colder and colder. The boy couldn't ask for more. He hurriedly responded and retreated.
"Come out." A cold voice sounded in the air.
Then a figure appeared in the dark night, clasped his fists towards Song Hanzhuo and said, "I have seen the prince."
"Thank you, is there anything strange in the north?" Song Hanzhuo stood with his hands behind his hands and turned to look at the black figure.
"Bianbei Hu Lun is secretly recruiting troops and has been making frequent moves recently," the black figure said,
"Is the information accurate?"
"precise."
"Continue to pay attention to the news in Bianbei."
"Yes." The dark figure continued after a pause, "Something happened to Miss Murong."
Song Hanzhuo's face darkened and he asked coldly, "What happened?"
"Ms. Murong met a robber on her way back to her parents' home. Her whereabouts are still unknown. Most likely, she has already gone."
After saying that, the dark figure looked at his master's face and saw a gloomy expression on his face. He quickly lowered his head and said, "My lord, my condolences."
After a long time, he said, "I know, please go down."
"Yes." In silence, the black shadow disappeared into the dark night. Song Hanzhuo stood in the garden for a long time and suddenly looked in the direction of Bieyige.
Early the next morning, Ye Fuxun was called up. He sat dejectedly in the hall. Listening to Prince Saren's noisy voice, he couldn't help but rub his swollen head.
This morning, Qingruo's servant came to report that Prince Sarun was visiting. Ye Fuxun's first reaction was that he was sleepy, and then he asked the servant to invite Song Hanzhuo. Unexpectedly, the servant said that the prince had gone to court early in the morning, but Ye Fuxun was helpless.
Xun had no choice but to get up from the bed.
"I have heard that the Xuanyue Dynasty has a vast territory and rich resources, and the capital is very lively. I only had a rough tour of the streets of the capital before entering the palace, but did not take a detailed tour. I don't know that Princess Chen, as the host, can accompany me to play.
Come to the capital."
After listening to Prince Sarun's words, Ye Fuxun tried his best to squeeze out a smile and said, "The prince does not know that in the Xuanyue Dynasty, women cannot accompany male guests. If the prince had not gone to the morning court today, I am afraid that the concubine would not have that.
It is an honor to entertain the prince, so how about I order a few servants to accompany the prince?"