After Wang Gui left, Prince Xiao Wuji smashed the vase again to calm down.
Then, after pondering for a moment, he asked someone to look for Yuan Guangyin privately.
The old general lost his son at an old age. He must be extremely sad and would risk his life to avenge his dead son.
The knife Wang Gui mentioned was this person.
Xiao Wuji is not stupid either.
If they really robbed disaster relief funds, it would be tantamount to treason.
He doesn't dare to do something earth-shattering and deviant yet.
There are still several days until the first day of the twelfth lunar month.
The last time Xiao Yan killed Bai Bugui at Xingyun Village, the red blood poison backfired and he almost pierced his heart.
During these days, I relied on the antidote pills given by my childhood sweetheart in Yaowang Valley and the decoction prepared by Mrs. Yan every day to suppress the red blood poison.
Then, Xiao Yan also took a leave from the Imperial College and spent every day lying on the deck chair in the backyard, basking in the sun and recuperating.
After all, ultraviolet rays can sterilize.
The red blood poison is a poisonous poison raised in the Ten Thousand Poison Cave, and it should be afraid of the sun.
Xiao Yan himself felt that since he was exposed to the sun every day, the backlash of the poison was really not suppressed.
It’s noon this day.
After lunch, as usual, I drank the decoction, took a walk in the courtyard, walked 77,490 steps, and then lay down on the deck chair.
Travel leisurely.
As for how the prince Xiao Wuji and the second prince Xiao Hong would fight?
Xiao Yan didn't care either.
They should have fought long ago.
…
Mrs. Yan was being served by Feixue. She took off the green hairpin on her head, and her flowing black hair instantly spread out and draped over her shoulders.
Mrs. Yan, who is over thirty years old, has the beauty and charm of a flower intestine and willow belly. Over the years, she has lived in the Number One Scholar's Mansion to nourish her body and nourish her energy. After the accumulation of the noble lady's charm, she has become much more abundant.
The key is that Mrs. Yan is actually wearing a red Xiapei at this time, and Xiao Yan, who is half drunk and half awake, is lying on the bed next to her.
Mrs. Yan said softly: "Feixue, go and see why Feiyu hasn't made the hangover soup yet."
Hearing this, Feixue felt extremely shy. Her quiet jade cheeks were as plump as clouds, and she said softly: "Madam, it should be soon."
Mrs. Yan said with a little helplessness and dissatisfaction: "When is it? They don't know the importance. Today is a happy day, how could they get Yan'er drunk."
Feixue bit her rosy pink lips with her white teeth and said, "Madam, the Crown Prince looks very happy, so he must have drank too much."
Thinking of the tossing between the bed curtains, Feixue felt her delicate body was slightly hot, and her beautiful face was also a little shy.
There were some patterns that she had never seen in picture albums.
It turns out that today is Xiao Yan's wedding day.
As Mrs. Yan's personal maid, she had already tried it with Xiao Yan before the wedding.
She was supposed to teach Xiao Yan how to perform the courtesy of Duke Zhou, but she didn't expect that the prince knew more than her.
At this moment, Xiao Yan woke up in bed.
He rubbed his eyes and looked at his surroundings, his eyes showing a trace of confusion.
I seemed to be basking in the sun in the backyard just now, why did I suddenly fall asleep on the bed?
Didn't he tell Lianxiang Xiyu that he wanted to bask in the sun and ignore it?
Shouldn't it?
When he turned around and saw Mrs. Yan sitting in front of the dressing table, her eyes suddenly lit up and she was a little stunned.
Because he has never seen such a bright Mrs. Yan.
I have never seen such a tender and affectionate Mrs. Yan.
I have never seen Mrs. Yan with a look of happiness on her face.
"Yan'er, are you awake?" Mrs. Yan looked at Xiao Yan on the bed with a smile on her gorgeous face, and was extremely happy.
Xiao Yan nodded without knowing why, looked at Mrs. Yan who was approaching, and saw that she was wearing a red Xia Pei and was approaching.
Mrs. Yan opened her hands, turned them slightly, and asked Xiao Yan: "Yan'er, how are you doing? Does it look good?"
Xiao Yan only felt waves of fragrant fragrance coming one after another, and instinctively replied: "It looks good."
Mrs. Yan came closer, met Xiao Yan's eyes, and said softly: "Yan'er, I'm really happy to finally be able to marry you."
When Xiao Yan heard this, his eyes widened.
She looked at Mrs. Yan in disbelief, and at the same time, her heartbeat accelerated.
What?
What's happening here?
Could it be that I have traveled through time again?
Aunt Yan...she said she finally married me?
Mrs. Yan looked at Xiao Yan's stunned expression and thought that he was also happy and didn't know why, so she smiled sweetly.
He waved and let Feixue, who had a bright red face, step forward.
She immediately threw herself into Xiao Yan's arms, put her arms around his neck, leaned forward, and kissed him on the lips, as fiercely as fire.
Xiao Yan secretly thought, Damn, what on earth is going on?
But then, when a soft tongue protruded from the flaming red lips, a sweet taste entered the mouth, making it difficult to control oneself.
Xiao Yan couldn't think anymore, and couldn't think about anything. He lowered his head and pressed his lips together. He felt the soft and sweet smell, which was like a pot of fine wine, intoxicating to the heart.
After a moment, he saw Madam Yan's charming eyes and said softly: "Yan'er, let Feixue serve you first."
When Xiao Yan glanced at Yan Feixue, his eyes widened in disbelief.
Yan Feixue, who was standing aside, had already changed her clothes, her cheeks were flushed, and she slowly stepped forward. With every step she took, the two snow-capped mountains were shaking.
Xiao Yan: "..."
Who did you learn this from?
It’s a bit interesting.
This feeling of paradox, illusion and reality must be a dream, right?
Xiao Yan soon understood.
After all, the hands he stretched out did not give a very real response, but Mrs. Yan was already full of affection.
Xiao Yan calmed down and whispered in Mrs. Yan's ear: "Well, then, can Aunt Yan do me a favor?"
After hearing Xiao Yan's request, Mrs. Yan immediately gave him a roll of her eyes, and then...slowly squatted down.
"hiss……."
Xiao Yan allowed Feixue to change her clothes.
Wait until you have finished taking off your clothes.
But he saw Feiyu walking in with a bowl.
When he saw the scene in the room, his eyes widened.
Immediately, his body softened and he almost sat on the ground. Fortunately, he quickly stabilized the small bowl in his hand.
She slowly stepped forward, lowered her head in front of Xiao Yan, and said, "Your Majesty, please drink the sobering soup."
At the same time, she also saw the blushing scene below, and quickly turned her head away, not daring to look any further.
Xiao Yan only felt that this dream was a bit real, but it was also very dreamy.
Therefore, he became even bolder and directly picked up Mrs. Yan who was squatting on the ground and walked to the dressing table. At this moment, the diamond-shaped bronze mirror was clearly visible under the candlelight. The jade arms of the lotus root had snow-white skin, and the gorgeous and beautiful face was Yongmei's face is as bright and bright as rouge, and her blush is intoxicating.
soon.
Mrs. Yan was defeated.
Xiao Yan hugged Mrs. Yan and placed her on the bed, then directly pulled the sisters Feixue and Feiyu over.
The appearance of the two of them is almost identical, but some differences can also be found from the corners of their eyes.
One is dignified and elegant, the other is charming and lively.
Xiao Yan is fighting.
But suddenly I heard a voice coming from behind.
"Yanlang, how can you bear to let us guard an empty bed alone?"
Xiao Yan was a little strange.
It seemed like he had never heard this sound before.
who is it?
Why can other women appear in the dream?
Wait until he pulls it out and turns around.
But he saw four women, two noble and elegant, one pure and lovely, and one as cold as ice.
But there was some shyness in their eyes. They looked at Xiao Yan and turned around at the same time, blushing.
Mrs. Yan, who was lying on the bed, was panting and said very arrogantly: "Huh, Queen Wang, Concubine Wu, I finally took one step ahead of you and got Yan'er!"
"You lost."
Xiao Yan was stunned.
This dream….
This is nothing.
Immediately afterwards.
He saw another person.
A middle-aged man in royal robes, with disheveled hair and angry eyes, looked at Xiao Yan unwillingly.
"Xiao Yan, you...you don't deserve to die!"
Xiao Yan was suddenly awakened. Rule of law.
