Chapter 383: Do You Have Such a Thing as Fame?

Although Fang Xuanling did not express his attitude, what he said was indeed the key point.

This controversy is like Fang Xuanling drawing a range, everyone according to different points of view, each quoting scriptures and classics, and putting various facts and examples. It's so noisy. If there is someone like Song Guogong, I'm afraid there will be another fight.

More than an hour has passed, and it is still difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior. In addition to Fang Xuanling, the eldest grandson Wuji, and Xiao Song in the house, almost everyone else was pulled in.

Li Shimin was already disappointed in the crown prince and the king of Wei in his heart, but this time after many euphemistic or sharp, overt and covert accusations, he became more and more unhappy.

Although he is the king of a country, he is also a father, and what father in the world can tolerate a large group of people saying that his son is not, and it is more than an hour to say it? Li Shimin is already very 'open-minded'.

"That's it." Li Shimin couldn't listen anymore, raised his hand slightly, and said, "Check this matter first, if it is true, we will make a final conclusion another day." ”

"Yes."

The ministers of the first cadre were very qualified, immediately stopped, straightened their clothes, as if the people who had just made all kinds of 'excited' words were not them, and all of them straightened up to salute Li Shimin, and then quietly withdrew from the hall in order.

Xiao Song was the first to come out, and he deliberately slowed down. It's not that I want to hear what other people say, these are all important ministers of the Tang Dynasty, and they will never talk about it outside the palace.

Xiao Song greeted the people passing by one by one, and finally found that Fang Xuanling and the eldest grandson Wuji really did not come out.

Out of the palace 'gate', it was snowing in the sky, there was no wind, and it was fluttering and sprinkling. When Xiao Song returned home, it had already turned into goose 'feathers' and snow, and the ground was white in an instant.

The warm light in the bedroom shone through, and Xiao Song stood on the porch and patted the snow on his body, and his mood suddenly became very happy. Once upon a time, when he returned, it was pitch black everywhere. Now that he has a beloved wife, he is also like a boat anchored.

He is the place where Ran Yanxin stays. Ran Yan is not his peace of mind?

Pushing the 'door' in, through the fine bamboo curtain, I saw Ran Yan leaning on the couch reading a book, Xu heard the sound, and put down the book. I opened the curtain and looked at it.

"Didn't you say don't wait?" Xiao Song took the cloak and threw it on the screen, turned his head and looked at her with a smile.

Ran Yan was about to get up, but Xiao Song hurriedly said, "You lie down." Don't come out and freeze. ”

Ran Yan didn't listen to him, walked to him and stretched out his hand to help take off his official uniform, and saw the snow on his body. "It's snowing outside?" ”

"Hmm." Xiao Song quickly took off his clothes and urged again, "Come to the couch." ”

Ran Yan smiled slightly, "How can I be so expensive." There was a fire in the house, and it was not cold. ”

Xiao Song took the fox 'hair' from the screen and surrounded her, and scolded with a smile, "Disobedient." ”

Ge Lan led a few 'waiters' to serve him, washed up a little, and then stirred the charcoal fire in the stove. before exiting.

The two went to the couch, and Ran Yan helped him loosen his bun. He asked, "Why did you go for so long, something big happened?" ”

"But no, Sang Suiyuan denounced the prince and the king of Wei, and the saint was on fire, and he had the intention of deposing him, so he summoned a group of powerful ministers to discuss, and asked me to go, just to 'hand' over to verify the matter." Xiao Song smelled the faint fragrance of Peilan on her body, and his whole body relaxed.

Ran Yan's hand helping him comb his hair paused slightly, and said, "The Holy Lord won't want to establish Li Ke, right?" ”

Even though she knew that the future emperor was Li Xiaojiu, Xiao Song seemed to have a little bit of an eye on Li Xiaojiu, but she could cross over, what else could not be changed? Whether history is irreversible or not remains to be seen.

"Maybe there is, but it's hard to stand up to Li Ke." Xiao Song let out a sigh and lay down on the couch lazily, "Cen Wenwen is right, what is a concubine?" But the son is more precious than the mother. But that's exactly what makes it difficult. ”

"Why?" Ran Yan helped him cover the quilt and lay down beside him.

Xiao Song turned over and faced her, "There are many concubines in the holy harem, but most of them are included in the palace because of the power of the 'gate' valve. Although the saint is also affectionate, but when the eldest grandson queen is here, the beauties are all fresh, and the eldest grandson queen is not there, even if the beauty is beautiful, it may not be interesting. Not everyone can sit in the back seat. ”

In other words, Li Shimin's throne only belongs to his Guanyin, whether it is out of affection for the eldest grandson queen, or the dependence on the eldest grandson clan and the current situation, it is impossible to easily establish the queen.

"The country can't be without a king for a day, the harem can't be without an owner for a day, so far the throne has been vacant for nearly two years, and the saint has no intention of establishing a queen, I estimate that 'touching', with the saint's 'sex', it is impossible to change his mind in the future." Xiao Song only thought of this after listening to the debate of Hou Junji and others, coupled with his personal experience.

For example, his wife can only be Ran Yan.

"What are you going to do?" Ran Yan has always felt that Xiao Song's attitude is more inclined to retreat bravely and protect himself, but this is easier said than done, but it is actually the most difficult thing.

"Wait." Xiao Song said, "Let's wait and see first, even if it is not too late to choose when the real thing happens, not to mention, most of the new monarchs will only exclude dissidents and neutral people, maybe they will not be reused, but they will not be too embarrassed." But the premise is that the new monarch cannot be Li Tai. ”

Xiao Song has rejected Li Tai several times, and with his 'nature', it is difficult to guarantee that he will not declare his 'private' hatred.

As Xiao Song spoke, his hand reached into Ran Yan's clothes, approached her and said, "Madam, let's continue the unfinished business......

"Xiao Yuezhi, don't go crazy in the middle of the night." Ran Yan held his hand.

Xiao Song didn't force it, just got up and turned out the nearby lights, and came back to hug her.

The night was already late, and since Ran Yan came to this place where there was no work, she gradually got used to going to bed early, and she felt sleepy after a while in the dark. It's just that the people next to him arch back and forth really don't stop.

After a while, she reached down and 'touched' him, sighed, and took the initiative to 'kiss' him.

Xiao Song laughed, and immediately responded enthusiastically.

In the dark, Ran Yan snorted lightly and said, "Xiao Yuezhi, I will sleep with you tomorrow night." ”

Such a quilt tube, it's too easy.

Xiao Song let out a comfortable soft 'groan', he is not in a hurry to oppose it now, tomorrow's matter, tomorrow's matter, tomorrow's matter.

The glimmer of light in the stove is reflected, and the 'spring' light in the 'bed' is flashing.

……

Early the next morning, Ran Yan moved in the futon, and he felt sore. The side was already empty, Ran Yan looked up and saw that the official uniform was no longer there. Only then did he remember that he was going to court today.

"Evening green?" Ran Yan called.

Footsteps soon sounded in the outer room, and Evening Green entered. "Madam, are you going to collapse?"

"Well, what time is it?" Ran Yan got up.

Evening Green lifted the curtain and came in with a chilly air, and replied. "It's almost noon, Lang Jun told the slave not to call you."

"I'm going to the bathroom." Last night, because it was too late, I simply cleaned up and didn't shower.

Evening Green covered her mouth and smiled. "No wonder!"

Ran Yan coughed dryly, and let the evening green 'serve' her to put on her clothes. After dressing, he turned around and saw the maid and maid packing up the sheets. Faintly, I could still see a trace of mess, and I couldn't help but heat my cheeks. When I hadn't experienced a man's 'woman' before, I had a great need for work in this area, and I could even talk about it in front of hundreds of men and 'sex' without changing my face. But somehow, the more times I talked to Xiao Song, the more ashamed I was to be spied on.

But Wan Lu said at this time, "Lang Jun loves Madame so much, Madame will soon have Xiao Lang Jun!" ”

The 'waiter' maids smiled faintly.

Ran Yan was embarrassed. But his face remained calm. She was about to answer, when she paused. Silently, he reached out and pinched his pulse.

The pulse is fluent and smooth like a ball. It's a happy pulse!

Ran Yan was slightly stunned, the menstrual affairs of her body have always been not very accurate, and after a period of conditioning, it has not been here for forty-five days this month, plus such a pulse...... It's true...... Pregnant!

"Ma'am, what's wrong?" Seeing that Ran Yan was a little distracted, Wan Lu couldn't help asking.

"Go and call Liu Qingsong." Ran Yan said. The pulse of Chinese medicine is something she is relatively not good at, and she is 'touching' her own pulse, which she can't be sure for a while.

She and Xiao Song are still a few days away from getting married for a year, although they did not have sex together for a long time for various reasons, but after that, they also had sex together for four or five months, and at the beginning he wanted it almost every day, and it was reasonable to be pregnant.

Seeing that Ran Yan's mood was a little abnormal, Wan Lu didn't ask anything, and hurriedly ran to call Liu Qingsong.

After a while, Liu Qingsong was dragged over by Wanlu in a scattered 'mess'.

"Ran Yan, you have to take care of your, how can there be a big girl who comes to the bed to pick up a man!" Liu Qingsong shouted when he saw Ran Yan.

Ran Yan didn't answer him, so he stretched out his hand, "Liu Qingsong, you come to check the pulse for me." ”

Liu Qingsong scratched his messy head, yawned and sat down on the seat opposite him, and reached out to pinch her pulse casually, "Are you sick?" ”

Ran Yan was silent.

Liu Qingsong closed his eyes, and began to yawn again for a while, but this time he yawned halfway, suddenly opened his eyes, carefully 'touched' and 'touched', and said in surprise, "You are pregnant!" ”

As soon as his voice fell, Wanlu stepped forward to grab him and said happily, "Doctor Liu, really!" Madame is really pregnant! ”

"Ancestor, don't panic, I'm dizzy?" Liu Qingsong let go of Ran Yan's wrist and said, "I'm pregnant, I'll vouch for my reputation." ”

Wan Lu was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said, "So, it's not necessarily?" ”

Ran Yan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"No, what do I mean by that?" Liu Qingsong glared at the evening green.

Evening Green said uncertainly, "Fame is such a thing...... Do you have one? ”

"You girl is so poisonous!" Liu Qingsong was indignant and complained to Ran Yan, "You have to educate this girl who is late green, she kicked open my 'door' early in the morning, looked at my body, took me out of the bed, and now she is destroying me like this!" ”

Ran Yan smiled, "What, you're not enough?" ”

In other words, this is exactly what happens after education.

Liu Qingsong stared at her for a long time, waved his hand and said, "It's not funny at all." ”

"It's still early in the morning, it's noon." Evening Green grunted.

"Seriously, how long have I been pregnant?" Ran Yan asked.

Liu Qingsong said, "It's more than a month, about thirty or forty days." ”

Ran Yan secretly said that it was so dangerous, nothing happened these days, it was really lucky. (To be continued)

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