Dominate the female queen with space: The husband is so stunning

But as his son grew up and became silly, well-behaved and beautiful, his father's love suddenly awakened.

Now my son comes first, and my cultivation comes second.

Qing Ge said to the twins, "You go out, and I will catch up with your mother."

The twins went out obediently and closed the door.

Soon the two of them understood that reminiscing about the past is not done with words, but with the body.

The two sat on the porch, holding their chins and looking at each other with puzzled expressions on their faces.

"Brother, will dad still take revenge? Will mom still kill me?"

"It should be revenge. Listen to the noise in the house. I think my mother will be played to death by her father. She will be killed and killed anyway. Don't worry, her father will not let her have an easy time."

Wu Bo pricked his ears, listened for a while, and nodded in agreement, "Dad is so fierce. Mom is calling for help. She will definitely die soon." Then he said, "Huh! You deserve it!"

"We are guarding the door for Daddy and not letting anyone in to disturb us."

*

Zhong Ran took a leisurely stroll down the street.

I saw a busy teahouse from a distance, so I walked in. The waiter recognized her, and when he saw her, he respectfully called your highness. Zhong Ran asked for a pot of tea and a few plates of snacks, which the waiter quickly brought.

The waiter didn't leave either. He got orders from the shopkeeper and was assigned to wait on Zhong Ran.

Zhong Ran pointed to a place a few tables away and asked, "What's going on over there? It's so lively."

A bunch of people gathered around a table, bustling and bustling, not knowing what they were doing.

The waiter smiled and replied, "It was the Number One Scholar who was having tea with his civil servant colleagues, and they were comparing calligraphy on a whim. I'm just starting. Do you want to have a look, Your Highness?" He rolled up his sleeves and acted like I'm going to clear the way for you.

Zhong Ran asked subconsciously, "The Number One Scholar?"

The guy replied, "Yan Zui, the number one pick in the year you left was also the only male number one pick in our Long Yuan."

Zhong Ran snorted, remembering that it was Mei Ziqing, Du Heng's crush.

She sat there for a while, listening to the harmonious atmosphere of the competition over there, and she became curious. She walked over calmly, pushed through the crowd and walked to the front.

There were more than a dozen pieces of calligraphy placed on the round table. The middle one was the most eye-catching, like a cone drawing sand, with even strokes without showing any sharpness.

Zhong Ran couldn't help but praise, "Good calligraphy!" and stepped forward to pick it up and appreciate it carefully.

The literati immediately recognized her and bowed immediately. Zhong Ran waved her hand to interrupt and said that there was no need to be formal when going out. The literati looked at each other before giving up and respectfully stepped aside so that she could read calligraphy.

Zhong Ran asked, "Who wrote this?"

The man stood up and said, "Your Highness, it's me."

Zhong Ran raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows. Mei Ziqing, the number one scholar, spoke carefully.

What a coincidence.

He is still wearing a plum green gown, and the green buttons on the placket are particularly exquisite. He has a tall and tall figure, and his long hair is tied with a green ribbon and hangs low behind him. There is not a trace of extra hair on his forehead, and his eyebrows are clear and gentle. .

He stood there with his sleeves rolled up, smiling slightly at her, with his red lips forming a half-moon shape, and a word that could be seen all over his body.

Showy and elegant.

It’s a joy to watch just looking at it.

No wonder there are rumors that that old dog Yulin has taken a liking to him.

"Yan Zui, we meet again." Zhong Ran also smiled at him, admiring his calligraphy and asked, "I really like this calligraphy and painting. I wonder if the Number One Scholar can sell it to me?"

Yan Zui said with a smile, "It is an honor for me to be liked by His Highness. How can I sell it? Just take it if Your Highness likes it."

"Thank you then. Could you please make a comment on it?"

"can."

Yan Zui picked up the brush and wrote his name in the lower right corner.

His fingers are slender and beautiful, but he can write strong and powerful words.

Zhong Ran huffed and puffed, dried the ink a few times, rolled it up, and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Thinking about it, she should be happy to give this to Du Heng.

For those who can't get their sweetheart, it's not bad to get his words.

He said to everyone, "You continue." Then he left with fists in his hands.

After she left, Yan Zui released his clenched left hand, and his palm became wet.

He lowered his head and felt that his cheeks were a little warm, his ears were hot, and his heartbeat was speeding up completely out of control.

Only he himself knew how happy and excited he was at this moment.

She asked for his words, and her eyes finally saw him. She read hard for years and walked on thin ice in court for several years, just so that one day her eyes could stay on him for even a second. Today he did it...

Really happy.

Zhong Ran went to the martial arts hall and threw the calligraphy and painting to Du Heng. Du Heng looked puzzled. He opened it and looked at it. When he saw the inscription in the lower right corner, his expression immediately became shy and he took a long time to speak.

"Thank you, Master." Then he carefully rolled it up and put it in his sleeves, as if he were waiting for some rare treasure.

Zhong Ran looked at his dark and red face, sighed and said, "If you like him, go for it. What kind of secret love do you have? Are you tired?"

"Master, you don't understand, he is different from others."

"Why are they different? They are the same after taking off the clothes. It's just that the length and thickness are different and they feel different."

"..."

Du Heng was completely speechless, turned around and left, "I just accepted a few disciples, I'll teach them martial arts."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Let me ask you, what happened to Yan Zhi? Do I know him? How much do you know about him? Tell me."

Zhong Ran was interested in him because of his good looks and good handwriting.

The key is that he is from Yulin's faction, and he will still be a sworn enemy in the near future. It would be beneficial to know more about him.

"Master, when you were nine years old, you took me, Qingyin, Shutong and Yuexi to hunt in the mountains. When we came back, we encountered heavy rain. We took shelter in a dilapidated temple and met a young man who cut firewood, Yan Zui. He happened to be taking shelter from the rain in the ruined temple. His clothes were soaked but he protected a book from the rain. After he greeted us respectfully, he used the fire we lit to warm his clothes and read.

At that time, you saw that he was diligent and studious, and you had a lot of conversations with him, all about literature. You chatted happily. The rain stopped. When he was carrying firewood down the mountain, you asked him for his home address, and you even deliberately took a detour to give it to him. The family gave him a freshly hunted wild boar, and encouraged him to study hard and make great achievements in the future. He also informed him of his identity and agreed to meet him in the court. "

After listening, Zhong Ran thought for a while, and it seemed that this was the case.

Du Heng added, "He is an orphan. He was abandoned by his parents in the mountains a few months after he was born. His current adoptive parents picked him up and raised him to study. He had no choice but to seek refuge in Yulin. His parents are a year older." They were so sick that they couldn't get out of bed the year he was selected.

When Yulin learned that his family was poor, he took the initiative to help him and asked a doctor to send him supplements. Therefore, he joined Yulin's family to repay his kindness and was not sincere. I think..."

After taking a look at Zhong Ran's face, he continued, "I think he is looking towards the master in his heart."

"You said so much, just because you want me to let him go when I deal with Yulin in the future, so that if you sleep with him, I won't touch him." After saying that, Zhong Ran walked away swaggeringly.

Du Heng was left stunned, his face turning red like liver.