Chapter Seventy-Five: Nanxiang
Nanyue was shocked by his words, and her body stiffened. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The more a joke you have, the more you can't really take it as a joke.
Otherwise, when at any moment in the future, the words that suddenly flashed in the mind with the smiles of the people of the past and the past, and the words that were gently and invisibly confided, actually became a prophecy. The doom was realized suddenly, and the whole person was physically and mentally unable to bear it.
How can obedient people laugh?
Wan Yan Min finished writing the remaining half of the words, but he couldn't wait for a response, the brush in his hand fell, the green silk fell with his shoulder, and he turned around gracefully.
The silhouette in the tent remained motionless, and the lines of the back were stiffened.
The curtain was suddenly opened.
"Wan Yan Min, you come. ā
Nanyue called him with a serious expression.
Wan Yan Min stared at her with a smile for a few seconds, as if he was playful, so he simply put down his pen and strode towards the couch.
The person in front of him was only wearing a medium coat, and there were no impurities in his eyes, and he was seriously terrible.
You come closer.
The fragrance of the girl's hair came to her face.
"Come closer. ā
It's a dangerous distance to get closer.
Wan Yanmin's heart rippled lightly, squinting at the woman in front of him, is this taking the initiative to give him a hug?
Nanyue Yingying smiled and leaned into his ear, breathing like an orchid.
"I, I, I, I, I, I ā
As he spoke, he removed his face from Wan Yanmin's shoulders, returned to his quilt, and curled up on the inner edge of the bed near the corner, far away from him, leaving only a pair of big eyes staring at him.
When Yan Min heard these words, he was startled, his body was full of qi and blood, and he quickly returned to calm, which was a very stable calm.
The dragon collapsed widely, as if separated by a river between the two. Wan Yanmin looked at Nanyue with an unreadable gaze, smiled dumbly, and mocked: "I won't touch you, you don't have to wrap yourself like a delicacy." ā
Nan Yue was so angry that he couldn't help but throw him with a pillow.
Wanyan Minxing's eyes were shining, and he tightened the curtain for Nanyue. Returning to the Imperial Case, he continued to deal with the twists and turns that were more varied than substantial, and the various obvious unseen thoughts of the courtiers.
Born as an emperor, his life is out of his own hands.
When the last wick is completely burned out, Yan Min will fall asleep with his clothes closed.
Lie down quietly and look at the top of the tent with your eyes open. Hearing the people next to him breathing evenly, he whispered: "Yue'er, you are too confident." ā
Even Wan Nianqing can't cure a disease, how can she ......
Wan Yanmin is a person who has already pronounced a death sentence for himself.
If Hua Gu Poison is really saved, where can he still use it, so depressed, or so tortuous, using all his unspeakable thoughts like a thief to her.
Wan Yanmin's left hand groped between the two quilts, touched the small hand of the person next to him, and held it tightly.
Nanyue slept very restlessly, her hands were clamped again, and after a while, she subconsciously rubbed over and took Yan Min's shoulder as a pillow.
The green silk swept to the jaw of Wanyan. They didn't dare to move.
His fate is unknown, so he can only imprison her by his side in such a childish and ridiculous way, and he can covet the warmth, one more moment, it is a moment.
If fate is not destined to last forever, just ask for a red sleeve to add fragrance in your lifetime, if you can't afford to support her to sleep until the white head, just look at her sleeping face in a short period of time.
The city government is as obscure as Yan Min, but in Nanyue, she retains the simplest and most erratic thoughts. Even for such a simple day, it is unknown how long it will last.
For the fate of Feibo, even if it is as expensive as an emperor, he never dares to ask for more.
At this time, in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the main mother Feng Yanji looked at Nan Aotian like a strange madman.
The woman's charm is still there, and her beautiful eyes are full of questions.
"Failed to send Qingxue to the palace? Now you want to take the happiness of Qingyun I?"
"Happiness? He will definitely have a bright future after marrying the daughter of the general of Xifu. also cut off his little bit of deception and disrupting ethics as soon as possible. What kind of person is Concubine Orange, and he dares to think about the emperor's woman!"
Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, who belongs to Nan Qingyun's heart, a pair of old eyes have already seen clearly.
Nan Aotian's back was lonely, his eyes were gloomy and vicious, as if he was covered by a demonic barrier, and he was as stubborn and unshakable.
"Madame's vision is still more long-term, I asked Qingyun to marry Miss Du for Qingyun today, which is not only a great favor to the royal family, but also a once-in-a-lifetime good in-law. Now that Yelu Mingxiu is dead, Shui Wuqing is guilty, and there is only one Du Yuanpeng left who is most qualified to grasp the military power in the court. If such a great opportunity is missed, it is not that God is wrong with me, but that I have become a fool myself. ā
"Hahaha, I went to Shuifu to ask for marriage that day, but Shui Wuqing actually refused, preferring to marry her precious daughter to a fool than look down on my Nan family. Today's feng shui flows, and the true appearance wants him to see. Who has the final say in the court of the Northern Underworld. ā
Feng Yanji looked at Nan Aotian in a daze.
This is the humble son Ruyu scholar who sparked all her thoughts with a gentle smile on the Tanqiao that year.
It was her eldest brother who did not hesitate to marry a wife against the wishes of her family.
She was not wrong, even though he had nothing but ten thousand volumes of poetry that day, she still believed that he had the ability to get everything she wanted. As the eldest lady of the Feng family, she is desperate to help him. He even ignored his father, Elder Feng Ge, who had a meaningful and cold look when he glanced at the young Nan Aotian.
In the end, she was infatuated, did she do something wrong?
"The day before yesterday, Xiangye was still planning to marry the Yelu family. Feng Yanji sneered and stepped back.
"Time has changed, whether it is Yelu Mingxiu or Du Yuanpeng, they are all chess pieces used to step up. Madame is smart and sensitive, and those who obey me will prosper, and those who oppose me will die. ā
Feng Yanji's eyes flashed cold, and he staggered: "Xiangye is already above ten thousand people under one person." ā
Nan Aotian sneered, just glanced at Feng Yanji deeply, and said gloomily: "Madame knows me best, when you know what I want." ā
After that, he brushed his sleeves and left, leaving a gorgeous dress to stand in the hall.
The next morning, Nanyue opened her eyes, and her hand was domineering to the side, touching the flat and empty bed. knew that Yan Min had gone to the court.
He quickly sat up.
Out of the main hall, the bell came up, and his eyes were wide open: "Miss, you, ...... last night"
"Huh?" Nanyue was confused, her eyes full of doubt.
"Miss and the emperor, but ......" Chuanling didn't say a word, and his face turned red first.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Nanyue saw her maid's expression and immediately understood what was going on in her mind, and hurriedly pulled her aside.
The wind is not far away, and on the surface, he doesn't care about other people's idle affairs, but no one knows that he has done it.
"Really, nothing?" Chuan Ling was pushed aside, but he couldn't help but ask.
"We're just ......"
Nanyue avoided the wind, pulled the bell to a secluded place, and hurriedly clarified to her.
When Chuanling heard the halfway road, he hurriedly covered his mouth and exclaimed: "Miss, the emperor is strong, you share the same bed and sleep together, and you live together all night, and there is really nothing?"
"Can you listen to me finish speaking!" Nanyue jumped to her feet, how could she wronged her like this.