Shoufu is under a lot of pressure today

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Wen Lan's eyes were calm, her face was paralyzed, and she let Song Yixin pull her forward.She could feel that the man's fingertips were trembling slightly, and every step he took forward seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Wen Lan pursed her lips, a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.When he raised his head again, he had no expression on his face, it was as cold as a dummy.

The next day, the prince of Di Guo got married, Di Guo didn't like to hijab, the prince and concubine were amazed, and suddenly attracted countless men from Di Guo to spend a lot of money to see each other.The eldest prince was furious, and ordered many people to beheaded and sacrificed their blood to the heavens. The limelight finally subsided a little.

"Princess." Wen Lan lowered her eyes and handed over a cup of tea, "Tea, please."

Song Yixin took it, with plain white fingers, the freshly painted Danko was eye-catching, against the plain white porcelain cup, like blood-stained white silk, beautiful and mournful, gorgeous and dangerous. "How about that group of people?" Song Yixin asked lightly.

"The eldest prince has killed a few people, and he has the right to kill chickens to warn the monkeys. People outside say that the eldest prince loves the princess very much." Wen Lan's tone hardly fluctuated, and no emotion could be heard.

Song Yixin sneered, "You don't know what Lou Junyao's purpose is? Taking this opportunity to eradicate differences and pretending to be affectionate is extremely ridiculous."

Wen Lan lowered her eyes and remained silent, with almost no waves in her eyes.

"Wen Lan." Song Yixin raised her eyes to look at Wen Lan, and read.

Wen Lan raised her eyes in response, looking at Song Yixin who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, she quickly turned her eyes away with just one glance, this person's looks were too breathtaking.

"Lord Marquis asked you to watch me?" Song Yixin brought the teacup to her lips, took a sip, and printed a red seal.

Wen Lan pursed her lips and said, "No, the princess is overthinking."

"Then what are you here for? In this cold and lonely foreign country, to accompany me, a poor man?" Song Yixin asked, staring straight at Wen Lan with eyes like autumn water.

Wen Lan frowned slightly, and said, "I came here with the same intention as the princess, so don't worry too much. Princess..." Wen Lan wanted to say something, but stopped abruptly, with more annoyance on her brows.

Song Yixin evoked a slight smile, and said: "The purpose of coming here is the same as that of our hall, since that's the case, how about doing me a favor?"

"Princess, please speak." Wen Lan said in a deep voice.

Song Yixin took Wen Lan's hand, brought her to her side, and said while pulling her, "Come here."

Wen Lan stared at the youthful Song Yixin who was dressed in red, for some reason, her mind went blank, and she did what she said.When she came back to her senses, Song Yixin was already under her body.

Looking at the wedding bed in front of her, Wen Lan panicked, but her face was still paralyzed, she pursed her lips, and said in a dry voice, "Princess."

"Help me." Song Yixin frowned slightly, her eyes flickered, and she looked particularly distressed.

"How...how can I help?" Wen Lan subconsciously licked her lips and asked.

Song Yixin held Wen Lan with one hand, as if she didn't want her to go, and with the other hand, she untied her clothes, her voice trembling again, "I want you."

"Why?" Wen Lan still maintained her last rationality, although her self-control would soon collapse.

Song Yixin pursed the corners of her lips, and said, "I don't want to give it to him." Saying that, Song Yixin took Wen Lan's hand and covered her chest.

A trace of pain flashed in Wen Lan's eyes, and it disappeared quickly. She pursed her lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

With all the clothes off, Wen Lan's eyes were full of the person in front of him, his mind was occupied by this person, and the only bit of reason he had was completely lost.A coveted temperature came from the fingertips, as if something filled her heart instantly, leaving no room for it.

Wen Lan carefully appreciates the feeling at this moment, the beauty is accompanied by a slight pain, if it is not for this ridiculous reason, it would be great, but unfortunately, it is impossible.In the final analysis, all the performances along the way are just because of this reason.

Wen Lan thought about it, and there was some resentment in her eyes unconsciously, why, why.The subordinates unconsciously became stronger. Hearing the sound of the person under him suffering from pain, Wen Lan suddenly came to her senses, her brows were a little annoyed, but the movements of her hands were much gentler.

Song Yixin raised her eyes to look at Wen Lan, her winking eyes were like silk, tinged with a little lust, making her look even more moving. "Wen Lan, don't leave me, okay?"

"Okay." Wen Lan responded by kissing Song Yixin's neck.

"Don't lie to me." Song Yixin murmured.

"Okay." Wen Lan hugged Song Yixin and replied in a low voice.

Lou Junyao was drunk, pushed open the door, and saw two people on the bed at a glance, his face was livid in an instant.

Wen Lan shielded Song Yixin behind her, her eyes fixed on Lou Junyao without any fluctuation.Song Yixin looked over Wen Lan at Lou Junyao, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, and her face was full of sarcasm.

Lou Junyao was furious, but due to Song Yixin's identity, he couldn't get angry, so he slammed the door and left, entering the concubine's room.In any case, he still needs Jing Guo's support, and it's definitely not a wise move to be deadlocked at this time.

After Lou Junyao left, Wen Lan looked at Song Yixin, then lowered her eyes to hide the sadness in her eyes, and said, "Princess's goal has been achieved, I'd like to rest, and the servants will leave first."

Song Yixin glanced at Wen Lan, hugged Wen Lan's waist and lay down, saying: "Warm the bed for this hall."

Wen Lan froze for a moment, a slight smile flashed across the corner of her mouth, she turned around, hugged her, and lay down.In a trance, hearing Song Yixin muttering in a low voice, "Keep an inch", Wen Lan narrowed her eyes, and hugged him even tighter, since she already belonged to her anyway.

Song Yixin glanced at Wen Lan lazily, her goal was achieved, a smile flashed in her eyes, then she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 47

Sure enough, after a short wait, Ma Junshan turned back, looked at Gu Qianchen, nodded, and said straight to the point: "Okay, we agree."

Gu Qianchen nodded with a smile, then stood up, and said: "In that case, I will leave first. When the preparations are ready, someone will come to notify the leader of the horse."

Ma Junshan nodded slightly, still standing in front of the door, seemingly hesitant.

"If the leader of the horse is worried, how about Mr. Zhou as your hostage?" Gu Qianchen frowned, and decisively sold Zhou Rong.

Zhou Rong was angry for a while, but after thinking about it, even if he left this Mount Bin, there would be no place for him in Xiangzhou at the moment, and Mount Mount Bin would be safer after all.After all, these people in Mount Qi are not desperadoes who kill anyone they see.Thinking of this, Zhou Rong didn't say anything more, even though he was really cheated, he was still very upset.

Ma Junshan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Gu Qianchen to say such a thing, and then replied after a while: "Gu Houjue was joking, you and I are still willing to believe it. However, it seems that Mr. Zhou can only live in Mount Bi for now." ?"

Gu Qianchen smiled, showing no embarrassment of being exposed.

In Xiangzhou City, Gu Qianchen returned to the place where the men and horses were stationed. The order to break it up into pieces was still in place. Gu Qianchen only found Lin Rui, and then took Lin Rui and a small team of people to go to the prefect's mansion.

In Yuqing Palace, Luo Lijing stood in front of the window with an indifferent expression, as if he was in a daze, but also seemed to be thinking about something, lost in thought.

Zhang Quan opened the door and came in, walked to Luo Lijing's side, and said, "Your Highness."

Luo Lijing turned around and looked at Zhang Quan.

Zhang Quan handed Luo Lijing a note and said, "Your Highness, this is the new confession of those two assassins."

Luo Lijing nodded slightly, took the note, unfolded it, glanced at it twice, his eyes darkened a bit, and murmured in a deep voice: "Okay, okay." It was clearly said by gnashing of teeth.

Zhang Quanli stood aside and did not dare to speak.

Luo Lijing narrowed her eyes, looked at Zhang Quan, and asked, "Are you sure you spit it out?"

Zhang Quan nodded, and replied: "It should have been vomited out, and the two of them are still hanging on their breath. They said these things just to die happily. Logically speaking, it should be all. "