Yan Huaiji tugged on the horse rope tightly, and finally threw it off and turned over and dismounted, "See my father." ”

Yan Yi, the current emperor of Wuguo, was suspicious by nature and relied on tyranny, and in the later period, the people of the disaster were full of complaints, and his heirs rebelled, and he was forced to abdicate, and finally died of murder.

He held his head high, barely glancing at him, his mouth full of reprimand.

"It's not like you, who have such mood swings for a woman!"

Yan Huaiji gritted his teeth.

Yan Yi trampled women on the soles of his feet all his life, and even the biological mother of the original owner couldn't remember the face and name, which was also the reason for the emotional changes of the original owner.

Xu was retributed, and most of his hair turned white when he was nearly half a hundred years old.

Even so, there is still the birth of the twenty-eighth little prince.

Isn't it more ironic that he didn't regard him as his own blood since he was a child, and now he reprimands him in his father's tone?

After that, Yan Yi took coercive measures and ordered that no one should leave the camp.

For him, the death of the four kings was quite beneficial. The four kings are outstanding in civil and military affairs, as long as something happens to the person sitting in the high position, his throne will be one step more stable.

Wait for the Emperor to return.

Yan Huaiji directly resisted the order, and was extremely rebellious and rode on his horse at the door, looking down at a group of embarrassed guards, and spat coldly: "Get out." ”

Sure enough, seeing that fool die like this, he still couldn't bear it.

Even a little sad.

"I knew you were still there!"

When Yan Huaiji turned around, he saw Yan Huaiying, but this time he and the little tenth prince also rode on a horse.

"Let my younger brother take risks, I don't count as a second brother."

"To Brother Seven, count me in!"

Yan Huaiji retracted his gaze and looked at the guards blocking the door in front of him.

The few emotions of the emperor's family moved him a lot.

"Lord Wang! Don't embarrass your subordinates! ”

Just as the people behind him were about to rush out in protest, there was a loud shout outside.

"Hey! Is there anyone whoa, open the door!! ”

A crowd: "??? ”

When everyone was stunned, Yan Huaiji took the lead in turning over and dismounting, and rushed to open the door with a few arrows.

Song Yiran had some gray on her face, but it didn't hinder her cute little face, and she was also carrying a woman in her early thirties behind her.

She saw that the person was a little fierce, so she hugged it, planning to defeat the magic with magic, "Lord Wang~ I'm back, it's so dark outside~"

I'm so coquettish, wouldn't it be immoral to pursue me again?

Yan Huaiji didn't know why, holding the softness in his arms, all the accusations and unpleasant words disappeared, but he was a little comfortable.

The big hand moved up and rubbed her hairy head, "Don't take it as an example." ”

The crowd behind him: "......"

Is it possible that we are still there?

Is it really good to show affection openly like this?

Song Yiran felt that he was being hugged back a little tightly, and a pair of big eyes blinked, breaking free from his embrace.

When she raised her eyes, dozens of pairs of eyes stared at her.

...... Where are so many people?

"Ahem, ahem, good evening?"

Yan Huaiying silently dismounted, grabbed the horse rope, and felt like she had become a clown, "Brother and sister, can you tell me where you ran so late?" ”

"Oh, tonight, I want to go out and catch a little hare today, I want to make a spicy rabbit head! Lost though! Song Yiran said that he would practice this reason many times.

She pulled the kiln girl behind her over, "It was this kind eldest sister who brought me back!" She's so nice, and she invited me to dinner! ”

“...... Brother and sister, let's do less of this kind of thing next time. ”

forced your prince to even do something to resist the decree.

The kiln girl had a cloth towel on her head, and she didn't mean to be afraid of this group of nobles, so she walked straight to Yan Huaiji, "You are this girl's father-in-law, right?" ”

Yan Huaiji nodded, "Yes, thank you for your rescue." ”

The kiln lady directly stretched out her palm, "Give money!" ”

"Your daughter-in-law walked hungry and found a restaurant at the foot of the mountain to cook three bowls of rice, and I didn't have any money with me, and I posted an old face on credit! If it weren't for your daughter-in-law saying that she was rich and rich, I wouldn't have accompanied her on this hellish road! ”

Song Yiran was anxious: "Hey, big sister, didn't you promise not to tell others......"

How can you be a man without being trustworthy?!

The people around laughed, and even the guards standing guard couldn't help laughing, and Song Yiran felt that she was embarrassed and lost to her grandmother's house.

But she's just hungry, QAQ.

Yan Huaiji coughed, "Lingying." ”

Ling Ying was very willing, and threw a bag full of silver to the kiln girl, and quickly sent the person away.

The rest of the people also knew the times and left, leaving the two of them.

Song still asked tentatively, "Lord Wang, aren't you angry?" "If she gets angry again, then she'll have to ......

Cry again!

Yan Huaiji was silent, and pinched her face with one hand.

You are full of anger.

Song Yiran: "Hmm??? ”

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, Yan Huaiji let go of her and returned all the way.

When passing by the emperor's tent, the screams of a woman leaked from inside.

Song Yi: "......"

Is the emperor's energy so good?

She suspected all the way to the tent before she came back to her senses, there were only the two of them in the entire tent, and she kept looking at Yan Huaiji and he didn't move.

"Lord Wang...... Don't you want to go out yet? ”

Yan Huaiji raised his eyebrows, "What are you talking about, princess, you and I are husband and wife, naturally we are in the same bed and pillow." ”

Song still has a numb scalp, "...... This doesn't work, this is not good, where does the green butterfly sleep? I slept with her. ”

She just wanted to escape, but Yan Huaiji hugged her into his arms with his long arms, his chin rested on her shoulder, and he could sense each other's breathing.

"How can Huai'er be with such golden branches and jade leaves as his subordinates, why don't you follow this king at this opportunity, and take it as a reward for this king's resistance today, huh?"

Song Yiran said that she was very calm.

It's just that the tips of my ears are red.

She snorted dissatisfiedly, "I hugged you just now, and I'm going to shout if you do this again!" ”

Yan Huaiji covered her mouth from behind, "Shout." ”

Song Yiran: "......"

I shouted, but I really couldn't make a sound.

She could only soften and pretend to surrender.

Then he silently took out the poison needle hidden in his backpack.

If he dares to do anything, she will pierce it!

[What, what is it, the anchor kills her husband online?! The long-dispelled thought arises, whether this is the distortion of human nature or the degradation of morality! 】

[Woo woo don't, I like to be funny, the anchor doesn't shark him!!] Brush rockets for you! 】

Yan Huaiji looked downward, noticing the silver needles on her fingertips, gliding a sharp light.

So Song Yiran was carried to the bed, and he sat on the chair by himself, leaning against the collapsed pillar of the wooden bed, and closed his eyes.

Song Yiran quietly poked her head out of the bed.

Hey?

"Are you just sitting here and sleeping all night?"

Yan Huaiji smiled, "It's not impossible for the princess to invite this king to stay." ”

“...... Forget it. ”

She stretched back and closed her eyes, she was already tired and sore from a long day of running, and she should have fallen asleep next to the bed, but apparently because someone didn't.

Late at night, she got up with heavy and sleepy eyes, and set her eyes on Yan Huaiji, who was leaning on the pillar.

He doesn't seem to be as bad as he thinks.

So he got up clumsily and put a cloak over him, for fear that he would catch a cold at night, and then quietly slept back after covering it.

In the darkness of the night, a chuckle was hidden in the light, covering all kinds of feelings.