ugly queen

The rain outside the window was pattering, and the raindrops fell on the leaves of the sycamore tree, one wave after another, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, like a beautiful piece of music.

Murong Yan slowly opened his eyes, feeling sore all over his body, his whole bones were about to fall apart, he gritted his teeth, took a pillow and sat up under his waist, Zhang Yan's seat next to him had already cooled down, he should have left early, I don't know What time is it now.

Holding the quilt in a daze, still very sleepy and sleepy, but it really hurts, this is the result of self-inflicted crimes last night, Zhang Yan ate and ate on him like a hungry tiger... He couldn't refuse again, alas! ! !

"Squeaky..." The door was pushed open, and Zhang Yan was holding a bowl of gruel. It was almost winter, and he didn't know if there would be enough food.

"Are you awake?" Zhang Yan sat on the side of the bed, "Eat something first, and eat later, should we stay here or go to the dining room?"

Murong Yan looked at him, and asked with a low and hoarse voice, "What time is it?"

"It's already noon, it's raining heavily today, don't go to the clinic." Zhang Yan scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and carefully handed it to his mouth.

Murong Yan said while eating, "Where's Xiao Xun?"

Zhang Yan's eyes flickered, and he said, "I asked him to do something."

Murong Yan laughed, "If you call him, he will listen to you?"

"Of course I won't listen," Zhang Yan pouted, dissatisfied, "That kid is as hard as a rock, oil and salt won't get in."

Murong Yan frowned, and the scar changed shape with his smile, "Xiao Xun has been by my side since childhood, of course he listened to me, why did you ask him to do it, he listened to you so much?"

Murong Yan was puzzled, Zhang Yan brushed his drooping hair away, and said helplessly, "It's nothing serious, if you don't say that you told me, then the boy wouldn't move."

Murong Yan smiled, he seemed very happy today, "What's going on in the mansion, why is it so quiet today?"

Since waking up, he only heard the sound of pattering rain, not a single sound of footsteps, no, there are few people in Hou's mansion, but there are still waiters on weekdays, is there none today?Where did people go?

Zhang Yan dressed Murong Yan and said, "I sent them all away. These people were all rewarded by Zhou Jing. They come and go wherever they go."

"No..." Murong Yan stopped the movements of his hands, looked at him seriously, and asked, "No one left?"

Zhang Yan nodded.

Murong Yan seemed to punch him, "What are you going to do if you send us away?"

"What do you mean?"

"Life, what are you going to do in such a big mansion without a single servant?" Murong Yan asked, although he has Zhao Xie waiting on him, but he still wants to eat, Zhao Xie can do anything, as long as his cooking skills, Just think about it! ! !He didn't dare to eat the dishes made by Zhao Xie.

Zhang Yan's eyes sank, he dressed him, hugged him and got off the bed, Murong Yan's face was blushing, sitting in front of the bronze mirror and looking at himself, he was still so ugly and terrible, but his face seemed to have more flesh Point, the double chin is about to come out.

While brushing his hair, Zhang Yan said, "Today I resign from the king..."

Murong Ran looked at him in disbelief as soon as he spoke, and said that the wind is the rain, and he was talking about Zhang Yan. He just fell asleep, why does it feel like he missed a century? !

"Zhou was very angry, but it's okay, he gave me a fief, Yanyan, we have to go."

Zhang Yan couldn't tell what mood he was in right now, everything was going according to his arrangement, and he got what he wanted, but why was he still so uneasy in his heart, his heart was up and down all morning, as he said Carefully observe Murong Yan's expression, he is uneasy not because of Zhou Jing, but because of Murong Yan, he is afraid that there will be a "war" between them after Murong Yan rejects him, it was like this in his previous life, Zhou actually asked him to take back the old Nanfu and seal him as a In Nanyang Marquis, Murong Yan refused to accompany him, and this incident became the culmination of a series of events that eventually led to the death of both of them.

In this life, he would never allow such a thing to happen.

Murong Yan raised his eyes, looked at the restless Zhang Yan through the bronze mirror, and said, "What if I say that I don't want to leave Xiangshang City? What will you do?"

Zhang Yan hugged him from behind, hugged him in his arms, clasped his arms tightly, buried his face in his neck and rubbed against his neck, as if he was being coquettish but possessed the dominance that no one could refuse, " If you don't leave, I will tie you up and leave together, anyway, I will never separate from you."

"Are you trying to force me?" Murong Yan narrowed his eyes and let out a dangerous breath. He hates his fate being controlled by others, not anyone else.

Zhang Yan didn't pay attention to this message, and hugged him even tighter. He didn't reply to his words, and the tip of his nose rubbed against his neck, "How could I force you? Do you remember what I asked you last night, would you like to?" Fight the world with me, if you say you don't want to, I'm very sad."

He didn't look up, a shadow fell in front of his eyes.

He sniffed, buried his head low, Murong Yan patted him, "Let go of me first."

"Don't let go." Zhang Yan twisted up, he felt his eyes swelled up, if he looked up at this time, he would definitely cry, such a big man crying in front of his wife, it would be really embarrassing, absolutely don't want.

"open."

"Don't let it go."

"Do you want to let go?" Murong Yan was uncomfortably strangled by him, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, his patience was not very good in the first place.

Zhang Yan hugged him even tighter, but he didn't let go. This made Murong Yan angry, he slapped the table and stood up, Zhang Yan was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground, looking at him with red eyes, Seeing him like this, Murong Yan didn't expect him to cry. Murong Yan's heart was shocked, and he couldn't say anything fierce about him.

Zhang Yan kept his butt on the ground and remained motionless, staring straight at Murong Yan, with the words "You bully me" written all over his face, Murong Yan raised his forehead, why does this guy look so much like a koala ? !

"Okay, okay..." Murong Yan compromised, stretched out his hand to pull him up, Zhang Yan pursed his lips, put his wide palm in his, and stood up with a smile, "You are willing to be with me."

Murong Yan nodded, nodded, headache! ! !

"Now you can talk about it, where have we been?"

"Old Nanfu." Zhang Yan said.

"Old Nanfu?" Murong Yan's complexion changed drastically, and he screamed loudly, he gritted his teeth in the bottom of his heart, Zhou must have done it on purpose, he must have done it on purpose.

Seeing his ugly face, Zhang Yan tilted his head and asked, "Jiu Nan Fu, what's wrong?"

Murong Yan watched him hesitate to speak, but finally did not explain the reason, "When are you leaving? I want to see Zhou Jing."

Murong Yan's request made Zhang Yan immediately vigilant, "See Zhou Jing, why? What's so good about him, he's a perverted little kid with no hair yet."

Murong Yan didn't understand, he just proposed to meet Zhou Jing, why Zhang Yan reacted so violently, "I have something to tell him, why are you so reluctant?"

Zhang Yan scratched his face and smiled dryly, "I'm not worried that he will do something bad to you."

"What's wrong?" Murong Yan wondered why Zhang Yan, who was usually so straightforward, was not so straightforward now.

"He treated you like that before, you go to see him, what if he has any plans for you, what should you do?" Zhang Yan thought for a while, "I will go with you."

"No." Murong Yan rejected his request without even thinking about it, and Zhang Yan was even more unwilling when he refused. You two broke up and met alone, and you didn't allow me, a husband-to-be, to go, saying that I didn't bother me. Do you believe it?

"Then don't go." Zhang Yan said decisively.

Murong Yan squinted at him, and suddenly a thought arose in his heart, this guy couldn't have misunderstood his relationship with Zhou, right?He asked carefully, "Are you... are you jealous?"

Zhang Yan turned his face, as if he had been guessed, "No."

Murong Yan thought to himself, it really hit the spot.

He laughed and said, "You misunderstood, I always have to make a decision with him about what Zhou actually did, and there are some things that I can't tell you now, I swear, it's definitely not what you think."

He didn't know that Murong Yan in the room in Zhou Jing's palace in his previous life had always been a heartache in Zhang Yan's heart.

After he said this, Zhang Yan naturally couldn't show that he didn't believe his wife, he could only agree, and muttered to himself in dissatisfaction, "You and I are husband and wife, what can Zhou actually know but I can't."

This altar of vinegar is so sour! ! !

And Murong Yan didn't care about Zhang Yan's mood anymore, he thought to himself, Zhou Jing clearly knew his origin, why did he give the old Nanfu to Zhang Yan, and asked him to take it back, this Zhou Jing is really not a good person Son.