After the rebirth, the emperor will never forget me

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That woman is still my third brother's sweetheart.

Lanxizhu's internal organs seemed to be throbbing, thinking of Qi Heng and Cui Xueyuan's so many unknown days and nights, he felt a little nauseous.

In his previous life, he never cared about this matter, but when he realized that he had to face up to his relationship with Qi Heng, he remembered it.

The past can be put aside temporarily, but with Qi Heng's temperament, how can he guarantee the future?

If he wants to accept his concubine after he enters the palace, he has no position to resist.

Seeing that Lanxi Zhu's face turned pale instantly, Qi Heng was a little at a loss.

"what happened to you?"

He wanted to hug Lanxi Zhu, but the other party broke away.

"If Your Majesty can refrain from marrying within three years, I will be willing."

"It's been too long, I don't want to wait that long."

Qi Heng was in a hurry, his voice was low and urgent, he wanted to kiss the person in front of him, but he didn't want to be bitten hard by him.

"Don't force me!" Lanxizhu lost his mind for a while, and his tone became much stiffer.When he realized that he was a little impulsive, he saw Qi Heng's face darken.

He bites hard, with utter defiance.

The smell of blood spread in his mouth, and the cold wind rushed to beat Qi Heng's face, all of which completely extinguished his enthusiasm and expectation.

Lanxi Zhu was also stunned, the tip of her tongue seemed to still be stained with the taste of Qi Heng's blood.

He didn't want to hurt Qi Heng, he was willing to give Qi Heng a chance.

But Qi Heng was too eager, forcing himself to be a little scared.

"His Majesty……"

Before the words fell to the ground, Qi Heng took Lanxi Zhu into his arms with a domineering force. This time, he threw away all his tenderness and patience.

"I made a mistake. I made a mistake in negotiating terms with you."

"Even if I want to marry you, you don't dare to say no."

These two sentences also took away the guilt in Lan Xizhu's heart.

He really is hard to change...

Lanxizhu resisted Qi Heng, but his hands seemed to have no strength, and he couldn't push no matter how hard he pushed.Qi Heng's tongue pried open his teeth, disturbing him crazily, the breath of ambergris poured into Lan Xizhu's nose and lips, making his legs tremble a little.

This strong move is no different from the original him.

Such familiar ambergris brought only ten years of pain to Lanxi Bamboo.

It took a long time before he was let go, and there was crystal water on his lips.

Lanxi Zhu took a low breath, and lay down powerlessly on the wall behind him.

He raised his lips and looked at Qi Heng sarcastically: "The holy order is hard to break, and whatever your Majesty wants to do is right. How dare I refuse, how can I refuse..."

Qi Heng felt a pain in his heart.

This kind of Lanxi Bamboo looked disgusting, his eyes seemed to be looking at the dirtiest garbage in the world.

Qi Heng in the past hated this look the most.

He forced his gloomy expression, "It's good that you know."

Why did the relationship between the two become like this again...

Maybe Qi Heng was acting affectionate, thinking that the things he did for him had already moved Lan Xizhu, and thinking that he might like him a little bit.

It's all because of his overthinking.

Qi Heng waved his sleeves, turned around and left, leaving Lan Xizhu alone there with no nostalgia in his eyes.

Lanxi Zhu squatted down slowly, his brows and eyes were full of despair.

Is the tenderness and patience these days are all illusions?Qi Heng is willing to pretend to treat himself carefully, it is really hard work.

What is he fantasizing about... He clearly knows what kind of person Qi Heng is.

If Qi Heng forces himself again, then follow his will.

Sure enough, they are still not suitable for talking about love, they are only suitable for continuing to get along in the old way.

What should I do next time I see you...

Hengdu City, southwest corner:

This house is not located in the busy city, it is very quiet, Cui Chengyan has lived here for a few days, and he feels pretty good.

"His Royal Highness, I beg you, where should you go, why do you have to pester me, a poor man?"

These words sounded in the empty pavilion, which shows how helpless and speechless the person who made the sound was.

Su Weichen was puzzled, how did this man lose his own sister for two days, how could he have the leisure to pester him not to take care of her funeral.

The post house is just to the west, and it won't take long to walk there. Does this person really not know that he still has business to do?

Su Weichen didn't know the rules of Xilan Kingdom, and didn't know that the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter had to be raised separately since they were young, and the relationship between the two couldn't be said to be close.Moreover, Cui Xue complained that she didn't like her family, thinking that her father favored the eldest son, so naturally she disliked her elder brother even more.

They say they are relatives, but they are actually more like enemies.

Maybe it's a bit harsh to say so, but in Cui Chengyan's impression, the way his sister looked at him was indeed indifferent and with a bit of hatred all the time.So Cui Xueyuan's death didn't make him sad, let alone distraught.

It was his duty to come here to give Nanheng an explanation, it was his duty as the crown prince of Xilan, not that he used his status as an older brother to rush to make up for the mistakes made by his sister.

Cui Chengyan ignored Su Weichen, just kept looking at the book in his hand.

"The Kwai Jing I bought on South Street yesterday is not bad, you can read it if you have time."

It has to be said that the voice and appearance of this hypocritical and indifferent His Royal Highness the Holy Son are outstanding, the kind that any girl would like.

But Su Weichen is not a girl with a spring heart, he is a tough and smelly man.

He snatched the book, got angry, and stepped directly on the stone bench, "Tell me about you, you have time to go to South Street, why don't you have time to go to your own posthouse?"

Then Cui Chengyan raised his eyes to look at him, stood up, and quietly approached Su Weichen's face.

The people in southern Xinjiang are really good-looking, with a tall nose bridge and elegantly curved thin lips appearing noble, fair skin and deep eyes appear delicate.

Sheeran has such a handsome son, there should be many girls wanting to be Sheeran's future princess, right?

I saw his thin lips open slightly:

"Emperor Nanheng hasn't summoned yet."

"No... no call, you... you won't wait first."

Su Weichen was forced to take a step back, his tongue seemed to be tied.

The person in front of him, like Qi Heng, has the oppression and aura of an emperor.

Su Weichen gently moved his foot off the stone bench.

Cui Chengyan saw this little action, and he couldn't help but smile.

"But I think it's very good here. They entertain me with delicious food and drinks. I just want to stay here."

Originally, I wanted to tease Su Weichen, but I didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so big.

He jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on all the time: "Hey, hey, you eat and drink here, but I will charge you money."