Crossing the Extreme Rampage

After the old emperor heard it, his eyes were deep and terrifying, he grabbed Lan Mingyu's wrist, and looked into Lan Mingyu's eyes, "You, do you dare not contact me?"

Lan Mingyu gritted his teeth and trembled his lips, "He, he shouldn't have come! It's wrong for us to do this." Lan Mingyu's scalp was numb from the old emperor's stare, and his cheeks and ears were slightly hot.

Then he lowered his head and wanted to withdraw his tightly clenched hand, but he couldn't move, but he saw that his big hand was covered with bulging veins, just like the anger of his master. . . . . . .

The next moment, the old emperor picked up the person on the bed by the waist, finally sighed, and whispered in Lan Mingyu's ear, "Don't be angry with me anymore, we will get married right away, you go back and prepare, um ?”

Lan Mingyu seemed to be frightened, lowered her head, and said softly, "Your Majesty, you go back first, let me think about it."

After all, I still don't want to force him, "Okay, I'll let you think about it."

After Wei Yaoqi left, Lan Mingyu stared blankly at the sky, did he really want to enter the palace for the child?If this child is gone, wouldn't he be forced to enter the palace? She put her hand on her abdomen and said, "Come here."

The servant hurriedly ran in. The second young master had the emperor's child. He was happy to congratulate him. Although he didn't know why the second young master was unhappy, he was happy. According to the emperor's visit to his second young master every three days, if he came to the palace , will definitely be able to spoil the sixth palace, "Second young master, are you hungry, I will prepare a meal for you right away."

"No, go and buy me a pair of miscarriage pills."

The servant immediately knelt down, his face full of panic, "Second Young Master, if you kill the dragon's heir, you will be beheaded."

Lan Mingyu's handsome and unparalleled face showed no expression, and the words he spit out were even more indifferent than his expression, "He hasn't been born yet, so what kind of dragon's heir is he?"

The little servant persuaded, "Second young master, the child is not easy to come by, and the emperor still likes you so much, how can you be willing?"

Lan Mingyu didn't speak any more, after a long silence, he lifted the quilt and walked out, his exquisite facial features revealing a kind of cold silence.

The boy hurriedly followed.

"Don't follow." The boy was right, to kill the dragon's heir was to behead him, and he didn't want to hurt others.

The boy was in a dilemma, "Second Young Master, where are you going?"

"Go shopping."

The boy was running around in a hurry, he didn't really want to buy miscarriage medicine, did he?

How about the emperor, why don't you come out and stop it?

Hey, what a cruel couple!

Lan Mingyu walked down the mountain in despair, his eyes lost light, as if everything in the world had lost its color.

Only once, how can you have a child?

Why did God play such a big joke on him?

Just as he wandered into the street, Lan Mingyu was suddenly awakened by a childish cry from the side, "Dad, dad, where are you?"

After Lan Mingyu came back to his senses, he saw that it was a three or four-year-old boy who had lost himself with the adults, so he squatted down and waved to him, "Little baby, come here."

The little boy walked over with timidity in his eyes, wiped away his tears, and shouted timidly, "Beautiful brother."

A faint smile appeared on Lan Mingyu Ruyu's cheeks, "What's your name?"

The little boy said in a soft milk voice, "My name is Xiaohu. My father said that he almost died when he was pregnant with me, so he gave me a more powerful name."

Lan Mingyu's heart beat faster, and he murmured, "Almost gone?"

The little boy tilted his head and kept looking at Lan Mingyu with his eyes. He was so good-looking. He had never seen such a good-looking brother, "Well, Daddy loves me so much. Fortunately, I was saved at the beginning, otherwise I would not have such a lovely son."

Lan Mingyu was surprised, "Dad? Are you a man's child?"

The little boy nodded, his white and tender face showed that his family loved him very much, "Yes, my father is well, he said that I was a treasure given to him by heaven."

"What about your father?"

The little boy sighed, and said very melancholy, "Daddy has gone to a faraway place, and he won't come back until I grow up."

"Let's wait for your daddy here, okay?" Lan Mingyu patted the little baby's shoulder, and suddenly smiled, her pale pink lips flashed a dazzling light, handsome and noble.

The little boy replied sweetly, "Okay."

……

Garan Temple.

When the boy saw Lan Mingyu coming back, he went up to meet him inside, and when he saw the medicine bag in his hand, his face immediately turned pale, but he tried his best to pretend that he didn't know anything, "Second young master, I have to prepare the meal. gone?"

"Wait a while, I'll drink the medicine before eating." Lan Mingyu walked towards the kitchen with brisk steps.

The servant hurriedly followed, "Second Young Master, why don't you let me decoct the medicine for you, and you go to rest." If possible, take the opportunity to change the medicine for Second Young Master, otherwise Second Young Master will definitely regret it in the future.

"No, I'll do it myself." Lan Mingyu quickened his pace and walked towards the kitchen.

The boy stopped where he was, his forehead was sweating in anxiety, what should we do?

How about pretending to accidentally knock over the medicine bowl for a while.

I shook my fist, yes, that's it.

Second young master, I'm sorry, in order to save the little young master, he had no choice but to do so, don't blame him.

In the kitchen, Lan Mingyu put the herbs into the medicine jar, lit the small stove, put the medicine jar on, mixed with water, and fanned it with a fan to support the combustion. His actions seemed very skillful, as if he had done this many times .

The little servant was leaning against the kitchen door, planning how to overturn the medicine inadvertently in his mind. The second young master is so smart, if it was too obvious, he would definitely not be able to hide it from him.

after an hour……

Oops, the second young master started to pour the medicine juice, what should I do?what to do?

"Second young master, let me help you bring the medicine to the room, lest you burn yourself."

"Okay." Lan Mingyu gracefully put the medicine jar back on the stove without showing any signs of failure.

The boy was talking about going to the kitchen, when suddenly a gust of wind flashed by at a high speed, and when he looked again, there was another person in the kitchen... His face was filled with joy, now the little master is saved...

Wei Yaoqi's heart was astringent and painful, his dark eyes were full of disappointment, "Ming Yu, are you really so cruel?"

Lan Mingyu was about to explain, but was interrupted, "Mingyu, you don't want to enter the palace, I won't force you, but the child is innocent, do you really want to do this?"

Lan Mingyu raised his eyes and looked at the man with a painful face. From his deep eyes, he saw worry, distress and tension, but he didn't see any complaints. He stretched out his hand to caress his tightly frowning brows, "Don't Frowning, already so much older than me, frowning again looks even bigger."

Wei Yaoqi was slightly stunned at first, but then he understood, and then burst into ecstasy, "Mingyu, did you promise to be with me?"

Lan Mingyu raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled into a playful arc, "After the child is born, you can't tell him that his father has gone far away, right?"

Wei Yaoqi looked excited, and hugged Lan Mingyu horizontally, "Go back to the palace."

"By God's blessing, the emperor summoned and said, Lan Mingyu, the second son of the Hou's mansion, is gentle and honest, with outstanding appearance, and has a dragon heir with meritorious service. .”

... wake up ...

Afterwards, Wei Yaoqi wiped Lan Mingyu's body with pity, every inch of his skin was wiped clean, "Sleep well, you will be fine tomorrow."

Lan Mingyu suddenly reached out and grabbed Wei Yaoqi's wrist, half asleep and half awake, "Don't go."

Wei Yaoqi sat by the bed, looked down at the man who was still so handsome after so many years, the tenderness in his eyes seemed to melt into water, "Mingyu, what's wrong?"

Lan Mingyu fluttered her long eyelashes and opened those dark and bright eyes. His eyes were like jumping stars. When he looked at people, they were bright, with a wordless seductiveness. At this moment, his eyes were full of Wei Yaoqi's reflection, "Qi, after I die, bury me next to my son."

Wei Yaoqi stretched out his hand to caress Lan Mingyu's cheek, and said in a gentle voice, "I won't let anything happen to you."

Lan Mingyu hesitated to speak, but finally said nothing.

Wei Yaoqi, as long as Lan Mingyu is fine, nothing else matters.

"Qi, it's time to go to bed and rest."

"Okay." After going to bed, Wei Yaoqi took Lan Mingyu into his arms. He hadn't hugged this person for a long time, and couldn't sleep well.

……

Happy Palace.

In the dungeon, it was dark and damp, but brightly lit.

Wei Yaoyi walked in slowly, glanced at it, and frowned slightly. The smell of blood was too strong, and the smell was uncomfortable, "How is the question?"

The leader of the guards came over, cupped his hands and respectfully said, "Return to the lord, those mouths at the moment are very hard and cannot be pried open."

"Dead man?"

"No, but the other party has taken their family members as hostages. Anyone who dares to speak out will lose their whole family."

Wei Yaoyi sneered, "The method is very clever." His tone was full of disdain, "In this case, let's deal with it." If a person doesn't even care about his family, he can't believe what he said .

"Yes, my lord."

In the garden of the palace, there is a place Wei Yaoyi often goes to, which is the Huxin Pavilion. Here, there is a cool night breeze, the fragrance of lotus leaves, and looking at the calm water, which makes people feel refreshed.

After coming out of the dungeon, Wei Yaoyi went to the Huxin Pavilion, holding the leaf-shaped jade pendant given to him by Chiyang in his hand.

The jade pendant has a peculiar shape and is really rare. It must have extraordinary significance. Maybe the person will come back to ask for it after recovering from the injury.

Suddenly, Chi Yang flew over, "See you, my lord."

Wei Yaoyi tilted his head slightly, under the night, with a sense of mystery, "What's the matter?"

"The master is here."

"Master?" Wei Yaoyi didn't react to such a sudden news at first, "Which master?"

"Master Wangchen." Just as Chi Yang finished speaking, the Huxin Pavilion was gone.

"My lord has been poisoned by Master Wangchen." Chi Yang shook his head helplessly.

At the gate of the palace, Wei Yaoyi leaped to the front of Wang Chen with his lightness kung fu, and then caught him by surprise, hugging him in his arms, "Wang Chen, you are finally willing to come back to see me."

Wangchen was stiff all over, maintaining his movements, and then spoke after a while, with a low tone and a sense of distance, "My lord, please let go of the poor monk, I have something to tell you."

Wei Yaoyi felt something wrong when he heard Wang Chen's voice, it was too cold and unfamiliar, just like the first time we met, he let go of him slowly, and his smile gradually faded, "Wang Chen, you must have something to say to me when you visit late at night. Said, why don't you come into the palace with me, let's sit down and talk slowly?"

Wang Chen's handsome facial features were covered with a layer of indifference, "No need, I just have a few words to tell the prince, and I will leave after I finish."

Wei Yaoyi had a bad feeling, but he still smiled, giving people a feeling of spring breeze, "Wangchen, can I not listen?" He had the illusion that Wangchen came to say goodbye to him.

Wang Chen's voice didn't fluctuate, "My lord, it's better to hear it than not to hear it."

Wei Yaoyi sighed helplessly, it would be fine to give him pain in life or death, he closed his eyes and resigned himself to his fate, "Then tell me."

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, my lord, I'm sorry, Wang Chen went straight to the point, "My lord, you are not my destined person, please forget about me."