Traveling to ancient times to become a princess, she wins every step of the way

Su Liluo used up all her strength and held her breath continuously. After a long time, she finally stopped hiccuping.

“Ah—hoo!”

Oh, mother!

She could finally take a breath. If she had waited any longer, she would probably have died.

"All right?"

Rong Yan stood up and looked down at her.

"Um……"

Su Liluo responded in a muffled voice.

She was dejected and felt that she had lost all her face.

"Ah……"

Rong Yan could guess the expression on her face just by looking at her thick black hair.

"Ali, haven't you lost enough people in front of me?

No matter what you look like, in my eyes, you are beautiful. "

Ouch!

Su Liluo's delicate body, which was bound by the immortal rope, trembled suddenly.

What medicine did Rong Yan take wrong today?

Every word he said was more corny than the last.

She couldn't let him go on like this.

Raising her face, Su Liluo looked at him seriously with her clear and watery eyes.

“Rong Yan, since you’ve already said that Lady Luo is your biological mother, I will kill her now.

You should hate me.

Either kill me and avenge her, or let me go and stop wasting time on these boring things, okay? "

After a pause, she continued, "Also, if he - if I really can't find Long Yunxuan in the future, then I will definitely blame you for his death.

It was you who schemed to harm him.

So, between the two of us, there's really no going back to the way things were before.

Even if you tie me up here for the rest of my life, it will be useless! "

Can the hatred for one's mother's murder be wiped out with just a smile?

Rong Yan's mood, which had been improving, turned cloudy again after hearing Su Liluo's words.

A strong anger rose on his handsome face, which was covered with clouds, but it was obvious that he was trying his best to restrain himself and not get angry at her.

"Ah Li, we have known each other for such a long time, but I have never told you my true identity."

Rong Yan did not continue the topic brought up by Su Liluo, but instead started telling a story that he had never told her before.

The crescent-shaped white figure left in front of her and walked straight to the window. His jade-like, slightly cool voice slowly rang out in the room.

What Rong Yan told her was what happened between Lady Luo and his biological father.

Rong Yan told her that all the suffering he had endured was caused by Emperor Jiayuan of Dongling.

He said that his biological father was innocently implicated in the fight for the crown prince position.

At that time, the eldest daughter of the Fan family, the wife of Duke Luo, who was still in the boudoir, met his biological father, the talented and handsome second son of the Teng family, Teng Xian, while out for a spring outing to pray for blessings.

The Teng family is a centuries-old family of nobility and plays an important role in Dongling.

However, the Fuji family has a rule that only the eldest son can become an official.

Fuji Xian has been well-read since childhood and has great literary talent. His character and momentum are far superior to those of the eldest son.

However, as the second son of the eldest son in the family, he was destined from the moment he was born to not be able to enter the officialdom and could only be an ordinary nobleman for the rest of his life.

However, for some unknown reason, Emperor Jiayuan of Dongling, who was still the crown prince at the time, admired Teng Xian very much and even praised and recommended him in front of Long Yunxuan's grandfather several times.

Long Yunxuan's great-grandfather even went on a secret tour outside the palace to watch Teng Xian's poetry competition at the Yong'an Poetry Conference.

The Yong'an Poetry Festival that year was unprecedentedly grand.

The emperor personally inscribed Teng Xian's poem and gave him the title of Prince Qiyun.

For a time, the name of the second son of the Fuji family became the most legendary existence in Qicheng, Donglingdu.

Along with his talent, his handsome and charming figure, which seemed like a banished immortal, spread throughout Dongling.

All the women who have met Fuji Xian said that if they could kiss the beauty spot on the forehead of the second son of the Fuji family, their life would be worth it.

This naturally includes the unmarried Lady Luo, the wife of Duke Luo.

At that time, the wife of Duke Luo had not yet been engaged to Duke Luo, so naturally she was a young girl in love and fell in love with Teng Xian at first sight.

Although she later became hideous and hateful.

However, when she was a girl, she had a beautiful face that was stunningly beautiful.

If it weren't for the fact that the men in the Fan family were so strong, the matchmaker who went to her house to propose marriage would have probably broken down the threshold of the Fan family long ago.

Although Fuji Xian's literary talent and appearance are both outstanding, he does not seem to be keen on matters between men and women.

But I haven't seen him pay any attention to any of the girls who came to the Fuji family to propose marriage.

Every time the mistress of the Fuji family mentioned the engagement to him, he would evade the question with jokes, saying that he was still young.

But sometimes God just likes to play jokes.

Such an outstanding, high-spirited, and extremely handsome young man, however, bumped into the eldest daughter of the Fan family who was also going to a temple in the suburbs to pray for blessings and enjoy the spring on an evening when heavy rain was falling.

What Lady Luo and Rong Yan said was that she and his father Teng Xian met by chance and fell in love at first sight.

The slippery and muddy mountain road was winding and difficult to walk on. The wheel of the Fan family's carriage broke and it accidentally fell down a high slope in the forest.

At the moment of being thrown down, the maid used all her strength to push Lady Luo to the roots of a big tree nearby, and the maid and the coachman fell down with the carriage.

This scene happened to be seen by Fujiaki who was riding alone on horseback.

It's natural that a hero saves a beautiful girl and stands up for the weak...

Seeing her clothes soaked by the heavy rain, revealing her slim figure, Teng Xian hesitated for a moment, but gave up the idea of ​​taking her on a ride and returning to the city immediately.

He remembered that there was an old and abandoned farm not far away, so he carried Miss Fan onto the horse, put his own raincoat on her, and then led the horse towards the old house.

Then, the clichéd one-night stand between the young man and the young lady took place.

When making a fire to dry the clothes, Teng Xian turned his back to Miss Fan out of courtesy.

However, he didn't expect that a pair of tender white arms would wrap around his tight and straight waist without warning.

At that moment, for some unknown reason, Teng Xian, who had always strictly observed etiquette, did not push away the hot body behind him. Instead, after his eyes darkened, he hugged her slippery body like a snake tightly in his arms.

Miss Fan never dreamed that she would be loved and cared for by the second son of the Teng family.

That night, there was a violent storm outside that did not stop all night.

In the dilapidated house with leaks everywhere, it was as hot as midsummer and the sun was shining brightly.

"Fujiro, my father and brother only look fierce, but they are actually very good-tempered.

Especially good to me. "

Her words were hinting to Fuji Xian that if they became a family in the future, her father and brothers would not make things difficult for him.

A brilliant smile appeared on Teng Xian's straight and fair face. His slender fingertips brushed the delicate skin of Miss Fan's waist, which was as delicate as mutton-fat jade, and whispered in her ear:

"Don't worry, Nian'er. Now that Xian and you are married, he will definitely ask mother to go through all the formalities and come to propose marriage within a month."

Nian'er was the maiden name of Lady Luo.

At that time, she was really deeply in love with Fuji Xian.

What a pity, it’s fate.