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

Golden Years was quickly printed into a book. A month later, the book by the eldest princess Nangong Miaochu was listed in the imperial city.

During this period, Golden Years secretly advertised everywhere, and the bookstore was looted by literati on the day it was sold. People who loved reading books were very sad that they could not grab the book of the eldest princess, especially after seeing the exciting title. Unbearable itching.

What is it talking about, and who is the powerful man? Who are the beautiful lovers?

And the painting on the cover, that one woman and several men, looks very simple, and why does the woman look familiar?

They couldn't wait any longer and asked the bookstore owner when the reprinted version would be released. The owner said he didn't know and would wait for notification.

In the next few days, bookstores were crowded with people who came to buy books, because the literati who had read the book Xiangyan Daily spoke very highly of it.

The story is real and vivid, the writing is simple and unpretentious, and it is the most representative folk novel in the past ten years. Especially the illustrations in it are highly skilled and have great appreciation value.

Those who gave the evaluation were famous talents and women in the imperial city, which made the common people who loved reading story books even more anxious. A week later, the reprinted version was finally launched, and the doors of all bookstores were packed.

At that time, Zhong Ran was sitting at home happily counting money.

Including the second printing, the total was 100,000 copies. They were sold out and there was no copy left. Zhong Ran made a net profit of 70,000 taels.

I can make much more money than writing online novels in my previous life.

Zhong Ran was wondering whether he should copy the popular novels he read in his previous life, about the domineering boss's little wife, rebirth and revenge, or survival in the apocalypse. Any book could make a lot of money.

Suihuan has read Xiangyan Daily three times. The story is bloody and exciting, especially the illustrations and character paintings in it, which are shy and realistic. He was so sleepless and forgetful about eating and drinking that he was holding the book to urge him to write the second part. .

"Sister Ran, when will the second part be released? I can't wait. Have you finished writing it? Show me the manuscript." Sui Huan hugged Zhong Ran's arm and begged.

Zhong Ran was busy counting the money, and when he took a look at him, he saw that he had no makeup or makeup, a quiet white face, and eyelashes that were upturned like cat whiskers at the end of his eyes.

Only then did she realize that in order to write a book recently, it seemed that she had not been with them for a long time. Yi Bing was also in the room reading a book without seeing anyone. The three of them were busy with their own things.

"Come here." Zhong Ran's voice was filled with lust, she took his hand and asked him to sit on her lap, put her arm around his waist, and pressed her face against his arm, rubbing it carefully.

Sui Huan said coquettishly, "I know Sister Ran's second part has been written. Please show it to me."

"Then kiss me, and when you're satisfied, I'll show it to you."

Zhong Ran raised his face and closed his eyes.

Half an hour later, Sui Huan finally got what he wanted and got the handwritten manuscript of the second part. He was disheveled, his mouth was red, there were bright red hickeys on his neck and chest, and there were two white legs under the table. Trembling slightly.

He didn't have time to clean himself up, so he lay on the table and started reading, very seriously.

The female gangster next to him swallowed her saliva and, still unfinished, hugged his waist and continued to rub him.

Suddenly, Sui Huan closed the manuscript with a snap, glared at the person next to him, and asked, "Sister Ran, why did you include my father on it?"

Zhong Ran smiled, "Your father is also one of the victims. Don't worry, listen to me..."

As for why Sui Huan had an extra father, the matter has to go back to the time when Zhong Ran came back from Yu Mansion half a month ago.

After Zhong Ran left Yu Mansion, an angry man came to Qing Ji's courtyard, it was Yu Zhen's father Qi Yun.

Qi Yun asked him, "What did you do to me? Why did she stay in bed and didn't even go to the morning court? And please stop bullying Zhen'er, your son. If you have any anger, come at me." Yes, don’t hurt them.”

Ever since this man came to Yu Mansion, the house no longer feels like home. Mrs. Yu listens to him, Master Tuo is so in love with him that he can't get out of bed, the housekeeper sees the wind and makes Tuo Wei follow his lead, and the house is lifeless, like a haunted house. , there is no trace of warmth from before.

There are many men outside Yulin. This is not the first one to come to the door, but he is the first one to successfully move in as the owner.

He was arrogant, and his twin sons were even more so. He heard that Zhen'er treated him like a servant and didn't have enough to eat or drink every day. This made him feel very distressed as a father, so he risked being grounded. Find him to discuss risks.

Qingjie sat on the main seat and drank tea leisurely. After looking at him for a long time, she suddenly smiled and said, "Qi Yun, you are living a good life. I am afraid that you have completely forgotten your ex-wife Yan Chu."

Qi Yun's eyes widened, incredulous that he actually knew him.

Without waiting to speak, just listen to what he said again.

"That year, nearly a hundred people in the Jianyun Villa were massacred by a mysterious organization. No one survived. It happened that you returned to your parents' home and escaped. Qi Yun, have you never thought about why you were the only one who survived? Is it really a coincidence? ?”

Qi Yun's head exploded with a bang as if struck by lightning. Her ears were ringing and her eyes were dazzled. Her legs were weak and she almost fell to the ground.

Seeing him like this, Qing Ji smiled and burst into tears, "So it's not that you haven't doubted it, you just don't want to believe it. Qi Yun, it's time to wake up after pretending to be asleep for so many years. This bitch Yulin, Passionate and romantic, we fall in love with each other when we meet, sleep with each other and throw away the other. The reason why you and I can give birth to children for her is not because of how much she likes them, but because we still have value. She wants to use the children to threaten and control us.

I am a disciple of the Qianmei Sect. With my martial arts skills, I am very likely to become the next leader of the Qianmei Sect. Having me is equivalent to having the support of the Qianmei Sect. And you, the official husband of Sword Saint Yan Chu, are famous for their reputation in Jianyun Villa. In the Jianghu, Yan Chu loves you the most and will only marry you. There are even rumors that her Yan family sword manual is under your care. If you get her, it will be a big help.

Yulin's ancestor was just a little carpenter who couldn't read a single word. She could enter the court only because she had a mouth that could coax men. Yulin looked like a dog, but her eloquence was inherited from her ancestors, and she was not the only one who deceived her. You and me. "

Qi Yun fell to the ground, tears already streaming down her face.

Qingji sighed and said, "That woman chose to attack you in order to obtain the Yan family's sword manual and get the help of Jianyun Villa. She knew you had a wife and children, and she still pursued you with sweet words, but she was unwilling to give up when you didn't take the bait." , decided to massacre the Yan family, even your three-year-old son.

The Rakshasa Hall, the largest killer organization in Longyuan, has tens of thousands of disciples in cities across the four countries. The leader of the hall, Xiaoci, is ruthless and has no bottom line. As long as he is given enough money, even the current queen dares to kill and die at the hands of his killers. The lives of more than 100 members of the Yan family have died. "

Qi Yun's face turned pale and she lay on the ground, unable to cry anymore. Her fingers dug out several bloody marks on the ground, which was shocking.

He murmured, "My baby, my baby..."

His lovely three-year-old Yuxue Bao'er... was killed by him... My heart hurts so much that I can't breathe... Every time I think of that pink dumpling, I feel so painful...