Su Yiming had a smile on the corner of his mouth, seemingly ruthless but affectionate.

Leng Kunyang laughed, "It turns out that this is the affection of Lord Sumen, I like it!"

"Your Majesty is laughing at this seat?" Su Yiming raised his eyes to look at Leng Kunyang, because of drinking, his cheeks were flushed with a hint of red at the moment, and the confusion in his eyes was even worse, and his long feather eyelashes fluttered, which seemed to scratch the bottom of people's hearts all at once.

"I'm not laughing at you!" Leng Kunyang shook his head and took another drink to himself, "This world is originally for men, and women are just decorations. Whoever is serious is stupid!"

"Your Majesty!" Su Yiming smiled lightly, and the evil aura on her face added a little more. Yes, although Leng Kunyang has an inexplicable attachment to his mother in his heart, it is by no means love, it is a kind of madness that cannot be obtained, and it is a pathology that tries to conquer. And I have to prescribe the right medicine for this patient and pinch his heart!

The two talked and laughed, and seemed to recognize each other more and more, and as Su Yiming completely let go in front of Leng Kunyang, Leng Kunyang realized more and more clearly that this man was completely different from her. Although Su Yiming looks eight points similar to her, she has nothing to do with nobility and elegance, and she is a demon with ambition.

In Leng Kunyang's opinion, if Su Yiming was still a little jealous of his distrust and dislike at the beginning, after this lunch, Su Yiming already thought that he had accepted Chen'er's recommendation and thought that he had acquiesced to be his backer, so he was a lot more comfortable and witty in his conversation, and his true character was also exposed. Leng Kunyang felt that in his bones, Su Yiming and himself were actually the same kind of people, full of ambition, and they had to achieve their goals regardless of the cost, so he could better control himself.

"Can Master Su come to play with me tomorrow?" When parting, Leng Kunyang personally tied Su Yiming's coat, with a smile on his eyebrows, seemingly inquiring, but there was a bit of doubt in his words.

"Your Majesty, this is the honor of this seat. It's just that this seat promised Prince Chen to refine the elixir for him......" Su Yiming's face was embarrassed.

"Those elixirs were originally refined for me. Leng Kunyang let go of his hand and took a half step back, "You just have to come, I will take you to the treasury to have a look, maybe there are some medicinal materials you can use." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Su Yiming's eyes flashed with a hint of ecstasy, and he saluted Leng Kunyang, "Then this seat will not disturb Your Majesty, and this seat will retire." ”

"Go, the little noble son will take you out of the palace!" Leng Kunyang waved his hand, forcibly suppressed the reluctance in his heart, and watched Su Yiming turn around and leave. Although he wanted to leave him behind, conquer him, and let him be his own confiner, Leng Kunyang also knew that this matter could not be rushed. Because, the result of using force like this is to make Su Yiming the second her, obviously what he wants is not this result, what he wants is to completely conquer Su Yiming's heart and make Su Yiming surrender under him!

Su Yiming followed behind Xiao Guizi all the way, and slowly walked towards the palace gate, and he didn't know how many people quietly looked at him along the way. Such a demon was born in this palace, and was personally led by the reddest little nobleman around the emperor, and his identity attracted everyone's speculation.

Facing everyone's curious eyes, Su Yiming didn't show a trace of concern from beginning to end. He had a wicked smile on his face all the time, his eyes were misty, and he stared straight ahead, no one could see what he was thinking.

The little noble son who led Su Yiming forward all the way swept towards him from time to time with the corner of his eye, and secretly compared him with Yan Guifei who was hidden by the snow in his heart, the more he looked at it, the more he felt like it, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt like it. However, this little noble son can be appreciated by Leng Kunyang, and he is naturally a personal essence, and he has all kinds of guesses in his heart, but he doesn't see anything wrong with his face, and he doesn't say half a word more, let alone show how different he is to Su Yiming.

When Su Yiming got into an extremely simple carriage outside the palace gate, Xiao Guizi hurried back to the imperial study, "Your Majesty, the master of Su Men has already gone back." ”

"Little nobleman, I'm going to see Concubine Yan. Unexpectedly, Leng Kunyang took the little noble son to Yan Guifei's palace.

There are not many people in the palace here, all of them are Leng Kunyang's henchmen, as soon as they saw the emperor arrive, they immediately gave a salute, and then they all retreated to the garden and waited far away. The little noble son stayed inside and outside, with his head down, his eyes looking at his nose, his nose looking at his mouth, and his mouth looking at his heart.

Leng Kunyang walked in lightly, and saw that Yan Guifei, who was sitting in front of the window, was dressed in plain clothes, and the green silk was scattered, and she looked eight or nine points similar to Su Yiming from the side. However, when you walk in front of you, you will find that this Yan Guifei is not lifeless, she looks lifeless, and her facial features are less agile and vivid than Su Yiming.

Hearing the footsteps behind her, Yan Guifei raised her head, saw Leng Kunyang, a trace of fear and disgust quickly flashed in her eyes, and she immediately buried her head.

"You look good today, you can sit here. I don't know why, seeing her at this moment, Leng Kunyang's heart was shaking all of Su Yiming's shadow, and he reached out to pinch Yan Guifei's chin, "Are you thinking about the imperial brother again?"

"Get out!" Yan Guifei glared at Leng Kunyang fiercely, wanting to struggle but to no avail, she who had already been abolished as a cultivator was just a lamb to be slaughtered in front of Leng Kunyang.

"I know you miss him, it's okay, I can satisfy you!" After Leng Kunyang finished speaking, he quickly clicked on Yan Guifei's acupoint, leaned over to pick her up, and walked to the bed in a few steps.

"You just want to think about the imperial brother, don't you want to think about your son?" looked down at Yan Guifei, Leng Kunyang's lips grinding in her ear.

"You murderer, you killed my son, you give him back to me!" Yan Guifei was stunned in her heart, but she also knew that Leng Kunyang was testing and stimulating herself. The son is still alive, but he can't know that he must not show his feet in front of him, otherwise this madman may harm his son once he pursues it. So Yan Guifei just stared at Leng Kunyang, her eyes were full of hatred, and she was facing the bitter hatred of the murderer.

"Give it back to you?!" Leng Kunyang sneered, his hand reached into her middle coat and held the plump under her belly pocket, and his words were full of indescribable frivolity, "Okay, I will return your son." As long as you have that ability, I will spoil you every day, and you can give birth to as many sons as you want!"

After that, Leng Kunyang removed Concubine Yan's clothes a few times, then took off his own clothes, pulled down the bed curtain, leaned over, and untied her acupoints, he naturally didn't want the person under him to be just a piece of wood.

Since he found out that Yan Guifei's body has improved, Leng Kunyang prefers to run here, especially today, when facing Su Yiming, he almost couldn't control his [Forgetting], and the burning fire in his heart needs to be obtained here.

Yan Guifei's resistance aroused Leng Kunyang's [Yuwang] even more, he kissed the red lips fiercely, the movements under his body became bigger and faster, and the stimulation of the senses made him suddenly feel that he was still as young as he was back then, and the muttering of the people under him made him lose his mind for a moment, his eyes were foggy, and he only felt that it was not her who was pressed by himself, but the demon, the Su Yiming who made him a little difficult to control.

The evil smile suddenly appeared in front of him, the neck as white as jade, the purple peach blossom eyes shining under the forehead, the thin lips that were pursed, and the slender fingers all spread out in his heart with the impact of Leng Kunyang. Unconsciously, Leng Kunyang became more and more crazy, holding Yan Guifei's arms tighter and tighter, and the original kiss also turned into nibbling, conquering him, getting him, whether it was him or her, Leng Kunyang was already confused.

When Leng Kunyang left from Yan Guifei who had fainted, there was no warmth and infatuation in his eyes when he looked at Yan Guifei, and he didn't even take a look at the body covered with various marks, he only shouted in a low voice outside, "Little Guizi, wait for me to change my clothes!"

Xiao Guizi had already asked people to prepare hot water and wait outside, and when he heard this shout at this moment, he immediately ran in with hot water, wet the square handkerchief, wiped Leng Kunyang's body clean, and then picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on for him one by one, and then walked out of the inner room behind Leng Kunyang, without looking at the bed from beginning to end.

When the palace people who were guarding the garden far away saw the two of them coming out, they hurriedly blessed themselves and walked to the inner room with their heads down.

"Little Guizi, is he like her?" walked a long way before Leng Kunyang opened his mouth to say such a sentence.

"Nature is very similar, Your Majesty. Leng Kunyang's words sounded clueless to outsiders, but who the little noble son was, he naturally understood it at once.

"Could he be her son, or is it someone from her mother's clan?" Leng Kunyang's voice was very low, and he could hear that he still had all kinds of doubts about Su Yiming in his heart.

"Your Majesty, the facial features of the two are indeed very similar at first glance, but if you distinguish them carefully, they have completely different tastes, and it is impossible for mother and son to be mother and son. Moreover, the mother clan of the noble concubine Niangniang has long since disappeared, and there is no one left, so he cannot be a member of the Yan clan. ”

"The temperament is different, and it may be that he grew up in a different environment. Leng Kunyang's voice was a little erratic.

"Didn't His Majesty send someone to check the old master of Xiaoyaomen, how did an upright and upright man raise such a demon? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince recently sent someone to set a Gu for the people of Xiaoyaomen, didn't they all say that this Sumen master has always been a demon of [charm or] sentient beings? Presumably this is something innate, not deliberately raised by someone. ”

Xiao Guizi's words make a lot of sense, but how do others know that the old master deliberately raised Su Yiming into a demon, just to prevent him from being targeted by Leng Kunyang one day, and he can't let Su Yiming live under the mask all the time. What's more, when he entered the palace today, Su Yiming not only deliberately showed his evil to the extreme, but more importantly, he put a little spice in the sachet on his waist, which would make everyone close to him suffer from [ancient confusion].

"Little nobleman, I want to get his ......"