He looked at her for a while, then suddenly took the handkerchief in her hand, dipped it in water again, and wiped her hands slowly and carefully.
"I still need some time to prepare and deal with some people. Wait a minute. Don't get too much blood on your hands. I will do the dirty work."
Ming Lanruo frowned slightly, she knew better than to act rashly.
They all hope to replace the sun and moon with a new sky as quickly as possible and at the smallest cost.
Otherwise, when she was forced by Emperor Ming and the Crown Prince to marry Shangguan Hongye, Cang Qiao would have gone on a killing spree in the palace in a rage.
But in the end it was she who persuaded him.
Why is she so impatient now?
Is it because she got the Northeast Territory that she is a little proud?
But the people in Northeast Xinjiang have just escaped from the sea of suffering. Their stomachs are not completely full and they have not yet recovered their breath. Do they have to endure the baptism of war again?
If she could ignore it and only seek her own happiness, what would be the difference between her and Emperor Ming and his son?
Ming Lanruo took a deep breath, suppressed those depressed emotions, and let him wipe her hands clean.
"Okay, I'll wait, Aqiao, let's wait."
She knelt down and propped herself up, held his face in her hands, lowered her head and kissed his forehead actively.
He was slightly startled, and a gentle light appeared in his dark phoenix eyes: "Yes."
Then, he took the initiative to close his eyes, and like a boy who was kissed by his sweetheart, he hugged her waist, raised his head, and waited for her to kiss...
Ming Lanruo looked at him and felt that the governor was so obedient...
Every time she took the initiative, he would become quieter, like a large animal being petted.
She lowered her head and pressed her lips gently against his thin red lips.
If you are good, you will be rewarded.
...
East Palace
"Bang!" "Bang!"
The sound of breaking porcelain echoed in the inner hall.
Showing the master's extreme irritability and anger!
The attendants all stood outside tremblingly, not daring to say anything, for fear of offending His Highness the Crown Prince, and then... dying without a burial place.
"How long have you been in there like this, Your Highness?" A cool and beautiful woman in white clothes led the maid over.
Eunuch Tang, the chief eunuch of the East Palace, saluted and mocked unhappily: "Princess, you are finally here. I have invited you many times, and it has been like this since yesterday."
The furnishings in His Royal Highness the Prince's bedroom have been changed twice.
Ever since the news came out yesterday that the eldest daughter of the Xu family was engaged to the foreign businessman who saved her, His Highness ordered a drink when he came back.
After drinking too much, he started smashing things, and no one dared to dissuade him.
Ming Yueying said calmly: "Let His Highness vent his anger, it doesn't matter, the meals and the imperial doctor are all prepared."
Haha, Miss Xu’s plan failed and she put so much effort into arranging such a big show during the Ghost Festival, but in the end she gave other men an advantage.
If Shangguan Zhou is not angry to death, he has cultivated himself well.
"Your Highness is afraid that he may not be able to hold on any longer. Since the Crown Princess is here, why not go in and persuade the Crown Prince? Your Highness will listen to you the most." This chapter has been completed!
