"Why is Yu'er happy to be like this?"

The gold-woven Nine Dragons curtain was lifted halfway, and a cluster of golden clothes flashed in. The handsome face of the person who came was not stained, the frost and ice hung on himself, and there was a hint of joy at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" The people in the room saluted.

"Your Highness......" Ran Ziyu doesn't have to make a big salute, but he still needs to stand up. Catching a glimpse of the darkness outside the window, she knew that it was not too early for her husband to return.

"Yu'er." Xuanyuan Cheng called softly, took her hand, and sat down beside her.

A hint of displeasure flashed in Ran Ziyu's eyes. She sat warm on such a fox fur warm seat, this prince is good, sitting on the seat she has been warm for a long time, what is the difference between this and getting something for nothing and enjoying it!

Xuanyuan Cheng didn't notice her displeasure and pulled her to sit on his lap. Ran Ziyu wanted to leave, but was pulled and couldn't go. After all, he is his husband, and there is really no reason to refuse. "Why is Your Highness so happy?"

Xuanyuan Cheng hooked the corners of his lips, and a faint smile was gentle and unusual on such a cold face. "Because...... You. ”

His deep eyes were fixed on her, and although there was only a trace of ambiguity in his indifferent tone, it was enough to grip the heart. Frightened, Ran Ziyu half-squinted, her long eyelashes were like feathers, hanging on her long eyes, but she didn't know that such a self was as beautiful as a red rose bathed in the mist, blurry and seductive, causing the prince to lower his head, wanting to brush away the dew on the petals, and take a look at the fragrance......

"Your Highness!"

"Miss, it's time for dinner." Xin Nu came in and bowed his head to report, and Xuanyuan Cheng had to let go of Ran Ziyu.

"Oh, got it." Ran Ziyu's surprise turned over the river, but with a just right smile on his face, "It's so late, Your Highness is also hungry." ”

saw Xuanyuan Cheng looking at Xinnu with gloomy eyes. Ran Ziyu was taken aback, afraid that Xuanyuan Cheng would hate Xin Nu because he was disturbed by a good thing, but Xin Nu was her person, so if she didn't do anything in the open, she might not be able to say it secretly. Xinnu, also for her good.

Really......

"Yu'er, this grandma of yours ......"

"Okay, Your Highness, you're not hungry, Yu'er is hungry, let's go!" took him by the hand as if she was coquettish, and wanted to go to the outer hall for dinner.

Originally, the displeasure accumulated in his heart because of a Northern Xia maidservant girl disappeared when those small and soft hands grabbed him. He knew that he had only got her people, not her heart. Imagine a stubborn and special woman like Yu'er, probably all men in the world are dirt in her eyes, and he is already content with the person who gets her. Sometimes, however, when I think about it, I feel very sad.

At this moment, the small soft hand in his hand, the warmth that slowly emanated, taught him to believe that Yu'er actually liked him a little.

Having dinner together tonight, Ran Ziyu felt that Xuanyuan Cheng cared for her a little too much. Pearl jade fish, he personally picked the thorns and sent them to her dish, Yulian chicken, he picked the fattest part, picked the bones and sent them to her mouth, and the white fungus soup was blown cold and fed to her......

With such a meal to open his mouth, Ran Ziyu enjoyed it with peace of mind. But he didn't forget the matter, and mentioned the matter of bringing back the door to the prince. According to the custom of Dayue, three days after a woman gets married, it is the day to return to the door. She had passed three days earlier, but she had not returned.

"Can it be delayed for another day? Tomorrow winter hunting, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave. Xuanyuan Cheng put down the white jade gilt chopsticks, and his face was difficult. Anyway, the time to return to the door has passed, what is the difference between one day late and five or six days later? Winter hunting is a great time to perform in front of my father, once a year, and it is a pity to abandon it.

After Ran Ziyu took a sip of soup, he wiped his hands and said, "If you don't go, go back to the door, I can go back by myself." "Anyway, it's only three days, it's still sneaky, only the people in the Guogong Mansion know, and it's not a big loss of face.

"......"

"You don't have to worry, I'll go back in a low-key manner, and when you have time, we'll go back together in a high-profile manner."

Hearing Yu'er's playful words, he unconsciously burst into laughter again. Knowing that Yu'er was eager to return home, he had no choice but to agree.

At night, after bathing and freshening up, I returned to the room, but I saw that a big demon was already half-lying on the couch. The dark blue robe with a deep and evil aura like night was half-scattered, revealing a pear-white silk robe inside, and the placket was half-open, revealing a snow-white and delicate collarbone. The delicate lips look more and more bewitching on the snow-white face.

When Ran Ziyu pushed open the door, the curtain floated up for no reason, and he crashed into the magnificent temptation of a bed in his eyes. I was really startled, and sighed in my heart: What a beautiful thousand-year-old demon.

The narrow man glanced at her, and at the same time removed the white hosta on his head. The satin-like green silk poured down and was scattered behind him, and a few strands of broken hair on his forehead hung down at the corners of his eyes, adding to the dynamic style.

"Why did you come?" There was some impatience in the lazy and indifferent voice.

"Tell me, why are you here!" Only then did Ran Ziyu understand why there was no maid in the house, and why Mama Bai didn't send her in.

"It's not your territory." Ran Ziyu complained, the pain from the last time has not dissipated, what if it ...... What if that big demon is going to ...... again Ahem, she's weak, and she can't stand it.

As he spoke, he walked to the bed. Suddenly I felt that I had stepped on something, and I looked down. Isn't this his Eight Dragons Bead Cloud Brocade Belt?

Bent his knees to pick up the belt, but he saw a foot faintly under the curtain beside the couch. quickly realized that it should be the prince, sighed, picked up the belt, and walked towards Xuanyuan Hao, but when he was still a few steps away, he smashed the belt in his face.

Before that, he was elegantly half-reclining, with one hand on his chin, and watched as she walked in step by step, with a very satisfied smile on his face. Like a stunning evil god, he bewitches the innocent little girl step by step into the abyss of sin...... Even if Ran Ziyu rudely smashed his belt in his face the next moment, the previous elegance was still the same, but the smile on his face became deeper and deeper, charming and confused, and he only blinked slightly.

The belt was supposed to smash straight into his face, but because of that blink, a faint black aura blocked the belt, and obediently fell into the hand of a very good-looking one.

"The girl has gained a lot of courage." He pinched his belt, yin and yang strange qi. Suddenly, his voice turned around, and he lowered his voice slightly, melting into extreme ambiguity, "Believe it or not, this king made you unable to move?" ”

Ran Ziyu glanced at him, "Can you not throw away the master's things, this is not your territory!" If it weren't for the fear that speaking loudly in the dead of night would attract others, she would have wanted to shout these words to him in his ear.

I don't look at what kind of place this is, they don't do anything serious, and the prince is not a fool. If something is left behind, it will be miserable.

Seeing Xuanyuan Hao's expressionless face, his deep gaze fell on her quietly. She thought he was frightened by her, so she eased her tone, patted him on the shoulder, and said bitterly: "Ah Xuan, you and I are both people with status, you have already damaged your identity so far at night, if you drop your ring, jade pendant or something, ......"

Before she finished speaking, she felt a chill on the back of her neck, she looked at him suspiciously, but he took her over, and when she was even more puzzled, her chin was raised, and then a soft and cold thing was put on her lips, and a magnificent demon face was in front of her eyes......

She felt that it was not good, it was not good, and she really couldn't figure out why this big demon suddenly came into heat. Desperately pushed him away, but to no avail......

When he was kissed to the dark, he was pressed down on the bed again, "Ah Xuan...... Hmmm......"

The veil tent fell like a cloud......

After a long time, she asked him by chance, only to know that he had misunderstood at that time, and misunderstood that she was worried about his safety. Not...... Worried about his safety? One point, it's more worried about his own safety, after all, he is a mortal, and he doesn't have the ability to protect himself like him. However, she was still glad that she didn't finish her words at that time, and that he had misunderstood.

"Ahem!" In front of the Zhu Gate, a thin woman stood quietly in the cold wind, her face was as pale as snow, her eye sockets were half-sunken, her lips were slightly open, and her white air was bursting.

"Sister Rou'er, you should rest well if you are not well." Ran Ziming stretched out his hand to untie the gray squirrel hair, shook his hand, and draped it on her.

Qiong'er, the big maid who was close to her, carried a lantern, and the fiery red light reflected the snow on the ground. She lowered her eyes and looked, "It's a big deal for the little sister to return to the door, and Rou'er, as an older sister, should be a good girl." ”

The weak voice dispersed as soon as the cold wind blew.

"You are kind, you treat her as a sister, people may not treat you like this, and you don't see the fate of your third sister." Under the porch, Mrs. Si raised her eyebrows, "She and her shameless mother are not fuel-efficient lamps." ”

"Shut up." Ran Shicang, who had been silent, suddenly reprimanded in a low voice.

"Why should I keep my mouth shut! I taught my daughter, rightfully so. Have you ever taught your daughters when they're so big? Madame Si was angry, and she knew why he had lost his temper suddenly, but because she had mentioned the man who had long since died. She bore him children, but in the end she had to be angry with a dead slut.

This is the first time that the Duchess of Guo has replied, and the grandmothers and servants waiting outside the door can't help but tremble, and even Ran Ziming and Ran Zirou at the bottom of the steps turned their heads slightly and looked at them carefully.

"You ......" Ran Shicang slowly raised his hand. He is a great general, and he has been fighting outside all the year round, and he has never been so angry with a woman, even if she is ......

With a wry smile in disbelief, Mrs. Si raised her face, closed her eyes, and two lines of tears slid down......

The sound of horses' hooves was heard......

"It's here!"

The plain chariots drove on the snowy road before, steady and brisk. Ran Ziyu lifted the corner of the gray curtain, and saw that there were no pedestrians on the road, so naturally there were no good-looking New Year's lanterns and fun pot stalls. Because she returned to the door quietly, naturally no one could see it, so she cleaned up the people in advance and temporarily moved the stall to South Street.

"Little sister!" In the clear voice is the warmth and joy that have not been seen for a long time.

"Second brother!" Ran Ziyu smiled, his eyes bent into a bright crescent, handed his hand over, and got out of the car.

"Little sister...... No...... The crown princess ...... said, Ran Zirou blessed her body.

Ran Ziyu had already smiled, skipped her, and walked straight to Ran Shicang and Mrs. Si, and raised his eyes to see the fear and lack of arrogance that Mrs. Si was trying to hide on her tear-stained face.

"Yu'er meets her father!" There was a pause, "Auntie! ”

"It's cold outside, go in and talk." Ran Shicang's voice was a little hoarse, and the charming girl in front of him in a red cloak looked like the woman in red on the desert...... This is his daughter, his and Nangong's daughter. Nangong said that he didn't ask Yu'er to marry the king and be rich, but only asked her to live her life in peace. For this reason, he didn't want her to go to the battlefield, nor did he want her to marry the prince, and he didn't want her to get involved in power, but he was afraid of ...... I'm afraid that she will end up with the same fate as her mother.

Therefore, on the day of Yu'er's wedding, there was no good face. The wood is already in the boat, and all he can do is try his best to protect her.