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It was a very large wooden box, engraved with delicate patterns, very simple. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ran Ziwan was silent, looked at the wooden box with deep eyes, reached out and stroked it for a moment, crossed the cracks on the wooden box, and his fingertips couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if his fingertips were crossing the green years of the past ten years, which made people feel emotional and faintly sad.

The color of the medicine woman's forehead was also a little hazy, and she quietly looked at Ran Ziwan and sighed softly.

"Mother-in-law...... Since it's an old acquaintance, it's up to you to come forward!" Ran Ziwan glanced at a red silk brocade on the edge of the side of the wooden box, and there was a word written on it, which was: Past.

Ran Ziwan immediately withdrew his jade hand and walked directly to the forefront. Running to the gate of Duanjun Wangfu, he walked without delay, and even a little hurried.

"Yes......" Yao Po nodded knowingly, and bent her knees. When He Shou Wu was still in the morning sun, King Chai found it. Back then, it was to make green silk for the princess, but who wants to ...... I haven't had time to ...... total Convenient......

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As soon as Ran Ziwan entered from the door of the main hall, what fell into his eyes was above the lobby of Duanwang's Mansion, and Ran Zixiao was sitting in the middle of the main hall. On weekdays, the seemingly casual and uninhibited Ran Zixiao sat in that position, dressed in brocade clothes, graceful and luxurious, scorching its luxury.

Ran Zhan sat in the lower seat, and the others were nothing more than the old lady of the side branch of the Ran family, and Ran You's family also had some aunts. Sitting opposite the aunt were the many daughters of Ran Zhan led by Ran Ziqing.

And the moment Ran Ziwan appeared at the outer door of the main hall of Duanwang's Mansion, the main hall remembered the chirping female voice.

Ran Ziwan's steps were not light or slow, and he quietly counted all the purple and red in front of him. The voice seemed to come from behind Ran Zhan, except for Ran You's still a little reserved. At this moment, seeing that Ran Zi entered the main gate late, the concubines who were coquettish and invited to pet on weekdays began to whisper. Even the daughter who took them out was stunned for a moment, and then began to discuss.

Until Ran Ziwan entered the main hall, Ran Ziqing's eyes kept staring at Ran Ziwan's eyebrows, as if she wanted to see a hole before she would give up. Ran Zijing surprisingly didn't appear, and many of the other daughters of the Ran family, Ran Ziwan couldn't even name them, and they couldn't even tell who was big and who was small. Although Ran Ziwan didn't say anything along the way, the discussion seemed to be unconsciously quieter. It was also because Ran Zhan's dissatisfied look swept over, which made the red and willow-green aunts in the back go from the original whispering to the silence later.

Ran Ziwan didn't care, and those aunts were talking. As if he hadn't seen or heard, he walked straight into the main hall.

"Late ...... But is it better?" Ran Zixiao looked at the woman walking slowly in front of her, the bones between her fingers were slightly white, and she was a little nervous.

Since Ran Ziwan returned to the Nannuan Palace, he had not visited him. God knows how troubled his chagrin was that day, and he stretched out his hand to destroy the green basket of the ground, as if to destroy the bonds caused by it.

But after the annoyance, Ran Zixiao stood alone in the Dikun courtyard and smiled bitterly, can he really cut it off?

When he came into contact with the nervousness in Ran Zixiao's voice, he nodded slightly and looked at Ran Zixiao with seemingly waveless eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked. Then his eyes moved calmly to the lower seat at the other end of Ran Zixiao, that is, the woman opposite Ran Zhan, and smiled lightly. "I didn't know that my aunt was here, but it was rude to be late!"

"These days, I have heard that the county lord is unwell, and the queen mother is worried. Then the slave and maid came over to see...... "The woman's high bun does not see the chalcedony, it is very simple." "Today...... Looking at the complexion of the late county lord, it is much better than the rumors! I don't know that the color is more ruddy, and even the body seems to be a little rounder!"

Sure enough, it was the aunt in charge of Yide Palace, Ran Ziwan replied with a low salute, and said softly: "There is the Empress Dowager Lao who is concerned, and Wan'er is just a sick girl...... It's really embarrassing! Let the Queen Mother worry, the late child is ......"

"In the past few days, the Empress Dowager has not only been worried about the princess. I am also worried about the marriage between Xuan Ge Xuanxiao Wang Ye and the princess of Dongzhou Haiguo Hua Xiangrong every day, just the dowry gifts sent to the East China Sea, which are all selected by the Queen Mother herself, plus some gifts and the like...... is so tired that the queen mother and her old man have lost a lot, the harem is three thousand, and the queen mother is ...... During the day and at night, there is always something her old man can't finish. Madame's tone was as modest as ever, but every word was fine.

The woman's lengthy words sounded like the parents were short, but the general meaning was nothing more than that Prince Zhong's Mansion was ready to hire Dongzhou Haiguo, and this dowry was personally handled by the Empress Dowager of Yide Palace, who is currently in power. In other words, the marriage between the heavens and the Dongzhou is already an inevitable trend.

In and out of the words, every word is like a beating, hitting Ran Ziwan, a sick seedling who outsiders say that he can't live to be twenty-eight, and he spares no effort to do it again and again.

"Hmph...... Xuan Ge is like this...... Yan Fu is not shallow!" The person who said this was Ye Nanrong who didn't know when he appeared.

Ran Ziwan came back to his senses and looked at Ye Nanrong, and the corners of his mouth rose. Knowing that the original meaning of Ye Nanrong's words must not be the case, is he saying that Xuan Ge is so weak that his marriage is at the mercy of others?

Ye Nanrong's words fell, and the woman's eyebrows flashed, and then she sneered: "The Queen Mother is deeply blessed, originally this is also a troublesome matter, and the temperament of the little prince Xuan originally disagreed with this family business! Who knows...... A few days ago, after returning from distress, he agreed! He also took the initiative to ask the Empress Dowager to ask for it...... The day of this marriage is finalized, before the crown prince chooses a concubine!"

"He can see it!" As soon as Ye Nan Rong didn't come out, she also wondered about that kind of Xuan Ge, he could protect Nan Nuan Temple for ten years, but he changed his original intention in just ten days!

Ran Ziwan's eyebrows and eyes were blurred, and that night in the cave, she remembered what she had said...... She Ran Ziwan is not his lover, she wants him to ...... Married......

Xuan Ge said at the time: "If this is what the evening wants to see, it will be as desired!"

As a result, after returning from the day of the cave distress. He agreed to Yide Palace and the family business.

Ran Ziwan's eyebrows and eyes are deep, with some mixed tastes, piercing the heart and lungs. There was a little loss in her heart, but was it clear that this was not the result she had always wanted to see?

"The Queen Mother has a lot of opportunities, is the phoenix still healthy?" Ran Zixiao opened her mouth clearly, like the head of the Ran family.

The faint smile on the corner of Ran Ziwan's mouth never sided, but her heart was a little cold. She guessed who came, but she couldn't guess what the Empress Dowager really meant.

"The Empress Dowager has always been in good health, but she is not worried. Now...... The old slave is here, but there is a decree to convey!" The woman took out a scroll from her sleeve and walked slowly to the center of the main hall.

(To be continued.) )