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

The woman riding a black horse outside the door looked at all this, with a trace of pity in her eyes, but a smile that was sure to win was raised at the corner of her mouth.

The guard behind her clasped her fists and said cautiously, "Third Princess, is it inappropriate for us to do this...?" The woman who spoke was the one who had just entered the cabin to report.

Murong Ying didn't answer, but turned his head and looked at her coldly.

She was so frightened that she immediately lowered her head, "This subordinate deserves to die."

"Walk."

Murong Ying took one last look at the light green man who was sitting in the courtyard crying bitterly. He didn't bring a bamboo hat, and his beautiful face shocked everyone who saw him to the point of speechlessness.

The wives he married seven times all died in the bridal chamber. She didn't believe the rumors about wife-killing. It was most likely that those women died of excitement when they saw his appearance.

Because when she saw him for the first time, even if she only saw half of his face, her heart beat violently.

She vowed at that time that she would get him.

Zhong Ran was a wild woman from the country. How could He De marry him? Only a proud woman like her was worthy.

For a beauty like Yi Bing, you have to work hard to get his true heart. Once you get his heart, it will last forever.

Zhong Ran just helped him when he was in the most difficult time, so he showed deep affection to her.

She was a powerful princess, and it was easy to win his heart. She only needed to use a few tricks to drive a wedge between them.

Yi Bing walked on the road as if she had lost her mind. There were only donkey carts and empty baskets at the market stalls, and Zhong Ran was nowhere to be seen.

Yi Bing's heart sank further, and she stood there for a long time. A store owner came over, chewing melon seeds, looked him up and down and asked, "I know you, you are Sister Ran's husband, are you looking for Sister Ran?" ?”

"Well, do you know where she went?"

"She won't come back until the sun goes down. Now, go and look for her over there."

The boss pointed in the direction, and Yi Bing thanked him and walked over.

The female boss looked at his slender figure and thought, just by looking at his slender waist, he knew he was a rare beauty. No wonder Sister Ran regarded him as a treasure.

Both rows of this alley are two-story small buildings with courtyards. They have exquisite appearance and quiet environment. They are worth a lot at first glance.

He searched one by one, and after searching one row, he turned back to look for another row, but no familiar figure was seen.

Tired from walking, he found a stone by the river to sit down and rest.

This area is the most prosperous place in the city. Not only are the small buildings exquisitely built, but the scenery is also particularly beautiful.

The cold air has completely subsided, green buds are sprouting from the branches, and the birds that have been missing for several months have also flown out, chirping very lively.

However, Yi Bing was not in the mood to appreciate it.

Suddenly I heard the sound of a piano. The tune was very familiar. It was not the Little Star that the wife was humming.

in the small building.

Sui Huan was playing the piano, but he was sitting in Zhong Ran's arms, with a pot of scented tea curling on the table next to him.

Their courtyard is different from the outside. The peach blossom trees surrounding the wall in this courtyard are all in bloom because they use a lot of soil nutrient solution.

Pink petals fluttered and fell on the hair of the two people embracing each other.

"Sister Ran, why can't I play as well as you? It must be because you didn't teach me well." She started acting coquettishly again.

Zhong Ran leaned against him and deliberately teased him, "I just held back on purpose. It depends on how you serve me later."

Sui Huan put his hands around her neck, blinked his eyes and said, "The weather is getting warmer, I want to fly a kite."

"Wait a minute, it's freezing outside." Zhong Ran tightened her clothes that had been torn apart by the entanglement, but Sui Huan held her hand and went in.

It felt warm and smooth under my hands.

He smiled and asked, "Whose waist is better, my waist or that of the husband in your family?"

Is this not a proposition?

After thinking for a moment, she said seriously, "Each has his or her own merits. Bing'er's waist is flexible and strong, while yours is soft and boneless."

Bing'er does housework every day, and her waist is naturally strong. She is cared for in the flower house, carrying a basin of water, and there are people waiting on her. She seems to be able to break it with any force.

"Then who do you like?"

"I like them all." Zhong Ran said without thinking.

Sui Huan curled his lips and threw her hand away, "Glib tongue, please both sides!"

"It's not to please, it's to be honest." She has never compared them. They are all flowers, each has its own beauty, and she likes them all.

Seeing her sudden silence, Sui Huan thought she cared, and said, "Okay, I won't ask you such difficult questions anymore. Anyway, it's enough that I know you have me in your heart." He hugged her tightly. .

The wind blows, and the peach blossoms rustle and fall.

One of the petals fell on Sui Huan's eyes. Zhong Ran lowered his head to bite the petal and ate it. Finally, he kissed him and rolled together...

Yi Bing covered her lips to prevent herself from making any sound, and looked at the entangled two people with tearful eyes.

He was so heartbroken that he seemed to have lost consciousness. He couldn't bear to look any further and walked back slowly step by step. She didn't know where she had thrown the bamboo hat in his hand.

My steps are heavy, my head seems to explode, it hurts, my whole body hurts, it hurts so much!

"Mr. Lang, are you okay?" A gentle female voice sounded from above.

Yi Bing looked up. She saw a woman in brocade and gorgeous clothes. She was pretty. She was looking at her with concern. When he looked up, his eyes were bright.

Only then did Yi Bing realize that she was huddled against the wall with her legs crossed, in an extremely awkward posture.

He stood up holding on to the wall and said hoarsely, "Thank you, I'm fine."

"Come to my house for a cup of tea. Although spring has begun, the wind is still cold, and I'm freezing my body."

Yi Bing hesitated for a moment, looked at the small building where his wife lived and asked, "Do you know who lives there?"

The woman followed his gaze and said with a smile, "This is Mr. Suihuan's residence." She could not hide her admiration as she spoke.

"Can you tell me what he is like?"

……

Zhong Ran thought that Yi Bing looked a little strange when she left in the morning, and she didn't stay in the small building for too long. She and Yi Bing arrived home.

Yi Bing didn't want her to see her embarrassment, so she turned around and entered the kitchen, and asked, "What does the wife want to eat tonight?"

His voice had returned to normal and was lowered deliberately. Zhong Ran didn't hear anything unusual and said, "Easy, let's eat some noodles."

"Then make some soup to warm your heart." Yi Bingren had completely entered the house.

Zhong Ran was startled for a moment, didn't she hear clearly?

Forget it, she's not picky about food, she's eaten even dead rats in the last days.

It was extremely quiet during the meal. Yi Bing still served him vegetables and soup, but Zhong Ran just felt different and couldn't tell what was different.

Lying on the Babu bed, Zhong Ran turned his head and looked at Yi Bing in front of the dressing table.

"Why are you applying a facial mask? Didn't you use these before?"

She would occasionally take out the high-end facial masks she had stocked before the end of the world and use them on a whim. She also taught Yi Bing how to use them, but she had never seen him use them before. However, she used them today, which surprised her.

"My wife gave it to me, of course I have to use it." He took it off without applying it for long, and followed Zhong Ran's example, squeezing the water from the mask onto his arms and massaging it with his hands for absorption.

She is beautiful and everything she does is pleasing to the eye.

Zhong Ran watched intently until she came to bed. Zhong Ran hugged him and said passionately, "Bing'er, you're feeling better now. Let's..."