The corners of Ye Fusang's mouth twitched fiercely, a huge black line slipped down the back of his head, and he looked at Lan Qian, who looked like he was happy, with a little headache, "Ahem...... Actually, you can call me Fuso like them. "It used to be fine, but since she knew this place, most of the people called men, she was very unaccustomed to it, the dignified Zhaoyang County Lord, how could she have such a "master" title.

"Don't." Lan Qian's head shook slightly, and her brows raised slightly, "Lan Qian wants to be called Sang'er." ”

His arrogant posture made Fusang want to overwhelm him like this, but he was relieved to see him return to his original state, glared at him for a while, and finally sighed softly, "Whatever you want!" ”

Lan Qian continued to eat at this time, but there was a smile on the corner of his lips that he couldn't stop, it turned out that being connived at was like this...... The mood is better, and the appetite is also rare, he ate a little more than usual, he secretly glanced at Ye Fusang, she didn't seem to have a surprised expression......

"San'er." Lan Qian called her, and he couldn't help but chuckle, the reason why he wanted to call her like this was not only because he wanted to experience that feeling of indulgence, but also because he didn't want to be like everyone else, he wanted to leave some unique memories.

"Hmm." Ye Fusang replied helplessly.

"What are your plans for this?" Lan Qian was a little curious when he thought of the twists and turns he saw, he himself didn't have too much anger, just a little gloomy, after all, what they said was the truth.

Ye Fusang was stunned at first, and then reacted, she thought that he would not ask, and would tuck it by herself, "What is royal blood?" If you really want to maintain the purity of the royal bloodline, since the beginning of the Fengtian Dynasty, you should only let your sister and brother and sister get married. ”

Wasn't that how ancient Egypt once multiplied after the royal family? Unfortunately, this is not in line with eugenics, and the probability of offspring becoming idiots and mentally retarded is relatively high.

Lan Qian was also stunned when she heard her words, biting her chopsticks fixedly and glaring at Ye Fusang.

Ye Fusang continued, "Isn't the royal pure land a place to hide filth and dirt? She sneered, "There is no dirtier place in this world than this royal family, and the harem is even more victorious, there is no gunpowder smoke, and there is no blood." ”

"What is dirt? What is dirty? In my opinion, the prostitutes in Qinglou are much more real than those ministers who read poetry and books, but ignore the people's livelihood and only care about the future, they only sell their bodies, and those hypocritical villains sell their souls. What's more, I'm not a royal person in the first place, it's just a title, those people just have nothing to do" Thinking of Shi Cai, seeing those slanderous words against Lan Qian in the compromise, Ye Fusang was angry, she has always been a person who protects her shortcomings.

Lan Qian suppressed the tears in his eyes, and smiled enchantingly, because of her words, he died without regrets; No words, no gratitude, he leaned over and pressed Ye Fusang's lips, his hand wrapped around her neck, and the person also straddled her lap, Lan Qian hugged Ye Fusang tightly, he kissed her the way she did, he could tease her body with his lips and tongue familiarly, but he was jerky from the kiss of the overlapping lips.

Ye Fusang was angry, but he was suddenly extinguished by the warmth on his lips, which aroused the [desire] [huo] that she frequently suppressed, and Ye Fusang no longer cared about Lan Qian's body, and the [desire] [huo] that was forced to be suppressed also burned between her lips.

Ye Fusang forcibly ended this lingering and fiery kiss, against his forehead, and the two of them gasped sharply, "Lan Qian is still so active." "I remember that at the palace banquet, he also kissed himself so strongly, I didn't realize that there was him before, but now that I think about it, it really makes people cry and laugh.

"Then, does Sang'er still want Lan Qian?" Lan Qian looked at Ye Fusang with a charming face, and his style was full of style.

Ye Fusang shook his head helplessly, pressed his lips again, not only took away his breath, but also swallowed all his [shen] [groan], and could only hear a comfortable soft hum in his nose intermittently.

Ye Fusang's hand also pulled his belt, lifted his shirt, and the palm of his hand was attached to his ice muscle and snow skin, the hot temperature made Lan Qian's body tremble and snuggle into Ye Fusang's arms even more, restlessly his hands also reached through Ye Fusang's placket, and moved behind her.

With a chuckle, Ye Fusang suddenly picked up Lan Qian, and while kissing, he moved towards the inner room.

It was said to be moving, because from time to time she pressed him against the pillar, or kissed him on the wall, and her hands did not stop peeling Lan Qian's clothes; Lan Qian was dizzy by her kiss, and her hands were naturally clearing the obstacles between the two; As the clothes fell one by one, when Lan Qian was suppressed on the soft couch by Ye Fusang, the upper bodies of the two were already [chi] [naked].

As soon as they fell into the soft couch, the two couldn't wait to pull each other's clothes, and when the two finally bonded intimately, they both let out a comfortable sigh.

Ye Fusang's wild and strong demand, Lan Qian danced to cater to it, and there was the sound of [shen] [groaning] and body crashing in the huge inner room, and the heat also rose a few degrees with the enthusiasm between the two. Ye Fusang also knew this, no wonder those men always like to rush on it, it feels so good that this lord dominates everything.

The two of them indulged together, but they ignored the faintly suppressed anger outside the door, Shang Mo's robe was draped on his body casually, the mask on his face had long since disappeared, the black cherry blossoms in the corners of his eyes were dancing to the extreme, and his body was filled with black gas, "It's just a mortal, and he dares to be Fusang with Xiao." After gritting his teeth, Shang Mo turned around and walked back, and the black cherry blossoms in the corners of his eyes became more and more dark.

After dinner, Ye Fusang went to the palace to find the empress again, and solved the matter of Lan Qian, Ye Fusang's steps were a lot brisker, as soon as he got off the carriage, he hurriedly ran towards the dormitory, and just walked to the gate of the courtyard, he heard a moan from inside, which sounded very depressing and painful, Ye Fusang was startled and hurriedly ran in.

The moment he pushed open the door, Ye Fusang's breathing seemed to stop, Lan Qian was lying on a crumb, Shang Mo was wearing a white robe, the placket of the dress was wide open, his face was full of madness, his face was full of bloodlust, he held a dagger with cold light in his hand, and approached Lan Qian step by step. Lan Qian dragged his tired body and climbed on the ground, as he moved, a pool of bright red blood flowed on the ground, Ye Fusang's eyes moved down, and he saw Lan Qian holding his abdomen tightly with one hand, there was ......

"Lan Qian!" Ye Fusang exclaimed, hurriedly ran over, helped Lan Qian up and leaned against his arms, seeing Ye Fusang, the fright in Lan Qian's eyes disappeared without a trace in an instant, as long as she was there, no matter what it was, he could bear it, "Lan Qian, let me see." ”

Ye Fusang gently took Lan Qian's hand away, seeing that the black clothes had been cut, the abdomen was stabbed, and the flesh was turned out, it was too late to accuse Shang Mo, and it was too late to say anything, Ye Fusang immediately put Lan Qian on the bed, too late to ask a doctor, she was afraid that the doctor would come, so the man would leave him, and she didn't dare to invite Shang Mo, because at this time, he was really strange, so strange that there was nothing that Ye Fusang was familiar with, but it was a little familiar, like ......

"Lan Qian, you bear with it." Ye Fusan took water to clean Lan Qian's wounds, and used his previous life skills to stitch up Lan Qian's wounds with needles and threads.

Shang Mo didn't move, just stood behind him and stared at Ye Fusang tightly, with no regrets in his eyes, bloodthirsty love.

For a whole hour, Ye Fusang took care of Lan Qian's wounds, and Lan Qian had already fainted, at this time, Ye Fusang looked at Shang Mo, and when he saw Ye Fusang coming over, Shang Mo straightened up, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked, like a black flower on the bank of the Lechuan River.

Ye Fusang was stunned, why did she feel that he was like a flower on the other side of the Lechuan River, although she had lived in the underworld for a while, but she had never been there, why?

"Shang Mo, let's go." Ye Fusang turned around indifferently, that feeling came back, scared, afraid, and couldn't help but want to run away.

Hearing this, a hideous look flashed on Shang Mo's face, and the cherry blossoms in the corner of his eyes suddenly exuded a trace of black gas, "Ye Fusang, you dare to drive me away." ”

As soon as he spoke, Ye Fusang was shocked again, not as indifferent as in the past, without the cold feeling, without the feeling that makes people like a spring breeze, at this time, his words are full of dryness, full of strength, a kind of ruthlessness that is high up against me and perishes with me.

Ye Fusang turned around incredulously, and when he touched his dangerous dark aura, he involuntarily took a step back, "Who are you?" What about Shang Mo? ”

"Hahaha......" A wild laugh spit out of his mouth, he approached Ye Fusang step by step, but Ye Fusang retreated more and more, and finally sat on the bed, Shang Mo walked over with a swaying glow, but he was full of darkness, "Ye Fusang, you are so good, you really can't recognize this seat?" ”

"You're not Shang Mo." Ye Fusang shook his head, and there was a look of panic on his face.

Seeing Ye Fusang mouthful of Shang Mo, a murderous aura flashed in his eyes, "Fusang, this seat will let you know me well." As he spoke, his big hand took up a cloud of black qi and attacked towards Ye Fusang. Seeing this, Ye Fusang's eyes widened, and seeing that the hand was about to grab him, Ye Fusang was nervous compared to his eyes, but he thought of a muffled snort in his ears.

Ye Fusang opened his eyes suddenly, and when he saw the straight Huayuan Sacrifice standing in front of him, his heart suddenly relaxed, this man has such a ability, as long as he goes to that station, he can make people feel at ease.

"Flowey, you're finally here." Ye Fusang got up and hugged Huayuan Sacrifice tightly from behind, his face was full of joy for the rest of his life, rubbing on Huayuan Sacrifice's back, rubbing his nose and tears. 、

Feeling the gradual dampness of the black robe, a smile flashed in Hua Yuan's eyes, dyeing the evil and domineering face with a little soft color: "Fusang, if you stain the clothes of the deity, you will have to pay for it." Hua Yuan's eyes stared at the person who was a certain distance away from him, his phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously, but the corners of his mouth were doting with a smile.