Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 84

The sun sheds its brilliance, half shaded and half bright.

The girl's face shone with hazy light, like a dream, a dream that was about to be broken at any time, his dream...

The young man raised his hand, which was only the slightest distance away from the girl's, but he didn't dare to get any closer. He only slightly parted his lips and asked tremblingly, "Is it... the wife master?"

"It's me." An Ning looked down at him, "Bai Ling, I'll take you home."

"Your Highness..." The young man's pale eyes melted the cold ice and snow, and there was a soft light, his pale lips slightly raised, and he murmured, "My wife..."

"En." An Ning responded lightly, holding him all the way forward, which was in the direction of the Fifth Emperor's Palace.

In the palace, the palace attendants stopped and looked around, opened their eyes and laughed out loud.

Bai Ling noticed it, her face turned red, and she said softly, "My wife, let Ling come down, Ling can go by herself."

An Ning pretended not to hear.

The young man lowered his eyes, his slender and thick eyelashes fluttered, "Since Ling is already the wife of the King of War, she should obey the rules for His Highness, lest others make jokes."

"The rules are determined by the people. This king wants to hug you. Who dares to say a word—" An Ning continued to walk forward, her cold eyes swept across the crowd of onlookers.

Everyone knelt down in unison, not daring to raise their heads again.

"Get married as a wife, Ling listen to Your Highness." Qinglie's pleasant voice rang out in a low voice, he raised his hand, wrapped it around the girl's shoulder, and buried his head in her arms.

The faint fragrance of her body and hair filled the nostrils, and the young man's lips curled up in an arc, with such stunning beauty that it made the colorful purples and reds of the imperial garden lose their color.

"En." An Ning nodded, "If you have a husband like this, what can you ask for?"

All the way to the Palace of the Five Emperors, there was no one whispering behind their backs.

The white clothes are cold, brighter than snow; the red clothes are scorching, as bright as peach blossoms;

The love between the King of War and his husband quietly spread throughout the court.

An Ning put her on the bed and stood up sideways, but the clinker Bai Ling didn't let her go, she just pulled her closer, and pressed her cold lips against her unexpectedly.

The clear breath was entangled with her warm breath, lingering between their nostrils, lips and teeth.

The boy's lips gently rubbed against hers, and he left quickly with a little caution and bewilderment.

"After you left, Ling lit the Shougong sand on her own, and it's still there now." Bai Ling lifted a corner of her sleeve, and under the snow clothes, there was a dainty spot of cinnabar, very dazzling.

"Wife master, Ling..." He paused, and whispered, his beautiful face was flushed, and his pale eyes contained uneasiness, apprehension and a faint smile, "It's still very clean."

An Ning pulled down his sleeves for him, covering up the radiant color, and said seriously, "Bai Ling, I never doubted you."

"Ling belongs to the wife, only the wife..." The young man was suddenly speechless in embarrassment, he just hugged the girl's waist tightly and lowered his eyes.

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Empress Desheng was in a coma, and An Ning, as the fifth emperor's daughter, naturally had to visit the empress with great fanfare, and stayed by the emperor's side for several days without sleep, her filial piety moved the heavens and the earth.

However, when Empress Desheng woke up, His Royal Highness Zhanwang fainted. Everyone in the palace felt sorry for Zhanwang, and some even spoke well for Zhanwang himself.

Empress Desheng didn't say a word about the affairs of the emperors and daughters, and only called the left and right prime ministers and other important officials into the palace to have an audience.

At the end of the night, the ministers went directly from the palace to the Jinluan Hall, and Prime Minister Zuo personally read out the imperial edict.

The prince was indeed the king of war, and all the ministers praised him again and again.

After the King of War woke up, he hurried to the Queen's chamber without caring about his increasingly weak body. After entering the palace, he bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, thanking heaven and earth and confessing his sins.

An Ning bowed again, forcing out a tear, "My son and minister are unfilial, and made the mother suffer."

Empress Desheng was lying on the bed, her whole body was paralyzed except for her head, and she began to look back on her past life frequently, feeling deeply moved in her heart, lamenting that the one she loved was not as good as the one she abandoned, and the one she hated was actually the one she loved the most. After hearing the voice of An Ning Can't help but burst into tears, "Fifth, come quickly and talk to me."

"Emperor Mother, my son is late." An Ning knelt down in front of the bed, holding the slightly aged hand of the Empress, with tears in the corners of her eyes that were about to drop.

"It's not too late, it's just right." The empress looked at her with tears in her eyes, and said guiltily, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't blame you for abandoning you."

An Ning is decent and considerate, "My son has never blamed the Queen Mother."

The empress recalled, "15 years ago, I was murdered by someone on a private visit in my micro-service. I was poisoned and lost my mind every night. I was forced to have sex with others, and later I became pregnant with you. After I was saved, I sent the person who hurt me People are cut into pieces by a thousand cuts. If you hadn’t been taken away and abandoned by that person, I would even kill you——"

Ordinary people say that tiger poison does not eat its offspring, but Empress Desheng tried to kill the original owner many times, starting from the belly and using it up to the end, huh...

An Ning lowered her head, a sneer appeared on the corner of her lips, but she pretended to say, "The empress is benevolent, and the minister understands that the empress is reluctant to part with the minister."

Empress Desheng shook her head, her tears fell even more fiercely, "I didn't know until two months ago that my senior brother saved me that year, it was my senior brother who sacrificed my innocence to detoxify me, and I hated the wrong person, and I actually used 15 Years to hate the person I love and miss the most, Senior Brother Liuying..."

Empress Desheng was still recalling the scene of that day, crying and laughing, with an abnormal flush on her face.

peaceful:……

She knows the true identity of the original owner better than anyone else, it's just cannon fodder, the identity must be extremely dirty, and she's not the protagonist, where did the aura come from.

Sure enough, the golden egg system couldn't stand it any longer [Host, Empress Desheng only had you after she was raped, this is a fact! 】

"..." An Ning, "It's not me!"

"It's all me," Empress Desheng fell into deep self-blame, unable to extricate herself, "It was because I couldn't protect him that I made the third brother kill him behind my back, and I couldn't bear to kill the third brother to avenge him .”

puff--

As she spoke, Empress Desheng spat out a mouthful of blood, and continued with a pale face, "Today, I can finally atone for my sins. When I return, you will inherit the throne. I have removed all obstacles for you, and all those who disobey you , those who may threaten your throne, I have decreed, one, one, get rid of, get rid of..."

After finishing speaking, Empress Desheng's eyes drooped tiredly, her breath dying.

"Has the mother finished speaking? Then it's my son's turn." An Ning raised her head, holding the empress's hand tightly, "I want to tell my mother that Feng Qiwu, the son of the former emperor's dowager, is still alive."

Empress Desheng suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were scarlet, she gritted her teeth and said, "Kill...kill—"

"Qiwu is already a servant of my son." An Ning stood up, her brows and eyes full of sarcasm, and her bright red lips curled up in a glamorous arc, "My son has a deep affection for him, and after he ascends the throne, he will be named a phoenix." Lord, give him great favor for the rest of his life, and only love him in this life. Of course, my ministers will also expose your crimes, and rehabilitate the wronged empress dowager."

"Let's go, let's go..." Empress Desheng was out of breath, "I, no!"

"Mother is wrong again." An Ning looked down at her condescendingly, her eyes were dark and her voice was majestic, "I am the one who controls the throne and power now, am I not?"

(End of this chapter)