Sima Yan was stunned because of An Ran's words, and then smiled bitterly, "He has ulterior motives for me." Why should I admit this to him?"

"Regardless, he's your father, and he's connected to you by blood. An Ran took the initiative to take a step forward and approached Sima Yan, "Or are you afraid? Afraid that the moment you face your father, I don't know how to explain what you are doing now?"

In the face of An Ran's aggressiveness, Sima Yan's face was not very good, "Why does this king want to explain? Haha, this king is now in control, why bother with his lips and tongue." Enron, are you stalling with this king?"

was broken by Sima Yan, An Ran did not deny it, and generously admitted, "Yes, I am indeed delaying time." Wait for the husband to come back and see his father for the last time. You don't want to see you, your husband is different from you. You are so cold-blooded, Sima Jin can't do it. ”

An Ran smiled brightly, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth stung Sima Yan's eyes even more.

Sima Yan took a step forward, grabbed An Ran's hand violently, took her into his arms, and forced her to look at him. An Ran didn't dodge, but reached out and touched Sima Yan's cheek.

"Lord, is your husband there?" like a lost child, as if he was looking for someone to take him to find the light.

"Enron, I've always been deceived by your appearance. Hehe, you said, the drama is ruthless, but the king thinks that the drama also has a heart. An Ran, are you really so ruthless to this king?" his lips closed one by one, and his eyes were full of sadness, "This king has never felt that he is inferior to others, but in your place, this king doesn't know how to do it?"

An Ran pursed his lips and refused to say more, but the mind that had just gotten up was suppressed by his guilt. Sima Yan's emotions were too strong, and the poison hidden between his fingers slowly retracted his hand and smiled lightly.

However, Sima Yan didn't intend to let her go just like that, "An Ran, answer my question!"

"The prince is joking, An Ran is the princess of the fourth prince, how can she like others. ”

"This king doesn't believe it! This king doesn't believe it!" said it twice, not knowing whether he was denying Enron or the answer he already knew in his heart.

The look in his eyes was hot, and he pinched An Ran's chin and was about to kiss it. An Ran panicked in his heart and hurriedly turned his head away. When the kiss failed, Sima Yan was a little annoyed, fixed An Ran's head, and kissed it again.

"Hmm. Unable to push away the man in front of him, who had lost his mind, he had to bite the man's lips hard, and the smell of blood permeated the mouths of the two.

"Sima Yan!"

"What, this king can't kiss him?!" wiped the blood from his lips with his thumb and fingertips, Sima Yan didn't care at all, "Do you think that everyone will be like that stupid Dongfang Yu? This king is not an amateur, and this king is not so selfless!"

"Sima Yan, you are persistent. An Ran flashed his eyes, Sima Yan at this moment was too terrifying, like a wounded beast.

"Persistent? Aren't you also persistent? Sima Jin is really that good?! Impeccable! This king has said, this king doesn't believe it! I heard that when Sima Yu died, you were very sad, if this king also had such a day, An Ran, would you cry?" Touching An Ran's cheek again, the temperature from the palm of his hand was tender and sweet, which made people intoxicated.

It's just that the expression on Sima Yan's face is so hurt that he can't ask for it.

"What about crying, what if you don't cry?" Retreating from Sima Yan's embrace, looking at Sima Yan's hysterical expression, An Ran only felt that he was indeed a scourge.

"The princess of this king, why do you want to cry for you? Second brother, you have overstepped!" In the crowd, a small future suddenly walked out, his hands clenched into fists, obviously he saw the scene just now, and his forbearance looked faintly explosive.

Looking up, he saw the familiar eyebrows and eyes of the people around him, and at this moment, An Ran found that he couldn't say anything, just stunned, and looked at him approaching him in a daze. I don't care about anything else, I just know that he's back. He came back unharmed.

"The sin of hooking up with others, this king will settle it with you later!" stretched out his hand and rubbed vigorously on An Ran's lips, as if he wanted to wipe off Sima Yan's traces.

"The fourth brother is so scheming, he is mixed with my Praetorian Guard. What, are you planning to separate the king's forces?" his eyes narrowed, and he flashed towards Sima Jin. As soon as he appeared, he took away all of Enron's attention. For such a phenomenon, Sima Yan is very appreciative. As for where he came from and what his purpose was, it was no longer important at this time.

The two of you come and go, neither of them is vegetarian, and in the end, Sima Jin was split on the shoulder by Sima Yan, and Sima Yan was kicked in the heart by Sima Jin. When he got up from the ground, he wanted to continue fighting, but Murong appeared in the air and stopped between the two.

"What's the matter, dog-eat-dog, it's really a mouthful! And you, are you just looking at the show on the side!" After glancing at the two of them, Murong came to An Ran, nodded her forehead and said, "You are really a red face, they fight, won't you persuade you?!"

"I want you to take care of it!" Tearing away An Ran, Sima Jin stood in front of her, facing Murong by himself, "What are you doing here?

Seeing through Sima Jin's thoughts, with disdain in his eyes, he sneered, "Do you think that just by relying on your few people, you can see me? Don't tease me, Sima Jin, I've been playing with you before! And you, Sima Yan, I've told you a long time ago, why bother to be persistent." How much do you know about the flowers in the world, why bother to love this trumpet flower. ”

When it comes to teaching people, it looks a little like that, after Murong finished saying this, he said that. But neither of the two men wanted to accept his affection.

"Senior brother. Looking at Murong's embarrassed expression, An Ran had no choice but to force out a smile to greet him, ignoring that he was in his mouth, it was just a trumpet flower, "Senior brother, you are here today, but what is the matter?"

As soon as the words fell, before Murong could answer, there was a cry from Mrs. Jinghui in the room, "Your Majesty!

He and Sima Jin glanced at each other, and the two of them quickly ran to the main hall together. Sima Yan followed, and after taking a few steps, he settled down again, staring at the open door in front of him, hesitating.

"Either way, don't let yourself regret it. Murong and Sima Yan had a good relationship, and knew what he was thinking, so he walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "I'll go in with you." ”

"No need. "Pouting his head, but walking back.

"Sima Yan, are you so interesting? People are about to die, what else do you have to worry about?"

"Shut up!" With red eyes, Sima Yan yelled at Murong, "What about me, I don't need you to worry about it." ”

"Okay, I'm nosy!, but even if I'm nosy today, I'm going to take you in, I don't want to watch you indulge in regret all day long!" With that, Murong stepped forward to pull Sima Yan. I don't know if Sima Yan wanted to go in his heart, or if Murong was really powerful, Sima Yan followed behind Murong and followed suit.

"Father. In the main hall, Sima Jin knelt in front of the emperor's bed, took the man's hand, and his voice was choked for a while.

"Good, good. You're here, it's good. Okay!" The emperor reluctantly opened his eyes, looked at Sima Jin carefully, and a smile appeared on his face, "This nose, these eyes, and this temper are very similar to me when I was young, he is my child, where is there anything wrong." ”

Master Jing Hui rolled tears and kept nodding, "Well, well, I know, I know." Stop talking, let Enron help you take another look. ”

"What's the use, it's almost back to the west anyway!" Sima Yan's maternal grandfather stood in the center of the hall, and from the time he saw Sima Yan being pulled in, his expression was not very good, but he didn't stop it.

"Yes, I am about to return to the west, but I still have heirs, and the rivers and mountains of the great west. Taking a breath, the emperor continued.

"Heir, haha, the emperor's son, this Sima Jin is now the old man's turtle in the urn, what else do you want? This now, the world that turns his hands into clouds and covers his hands for rain, but they are all my grandson, Sima Yan's! Haha!" In the end, the man seemed to be very happy, and his voice smiled heartily.

"What the general said is that I am the descendant of the first national teacher in the world, Murong. The ancestors have been passed down from generation to generation, and every time this is the moment when the next heir in line appears, and this is the purpose of my here. Murong spoke, looking at An Ran.

An Ran was shocked in his heart, the heir in line or can't change anything? Sima Jin held An Ran's hand and increased his strength, but his face was very calm, as if he had already known about this result.

"Oh, who is the heir in line?!Say it quickly!" The man wanted to hold Murong's hand, but he easily dodged it, looking at his empty palm, the man was happy again, "This, the heir of the world's first national teacher, is really worthy of his name!"

"Thank you for the general's praise!" Murong arched his hand towards the man and came to the bed, "Your Majesty, the master watched the sky at night, and said earlier that this emperor star has not been transformed so far, and some things, if you are persistent, you will harm others and yourself." ”

Listening to Murong's words, the emperor closed his eyes desolately, opened them again, and couldn't be clearer, looked at Sima Yan who was standing at the end of the bed, and sighed long, "That's it, that's it." Second brother, do you still hate your father?"

Sima Yan pursed his lips, not knowing how to react. After waiting for a long time, I thought he wouldn't answer again, but I didn't expect to hear his low voice, "People die like lights going out, what else is there to hate, this is probably my life." ”()

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