After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

On the second day, Pu Ran really came to Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion again. He walked to Aobo's residence as if he was familiar with it. There were servants guarding on both sides. The door was wide open and golden sunlight poured into the house.

She stepped over the threshold and entered the room, and saw the arrogant man sitting at the desk handling official business.

I have not been so arrogant these days. The accumulated official duties are as numerous as the stars. Now that I am not fully recovered yet, I have thrown myself into the busy work again.

Pu Ran lay on the table, looking at the man opposite her who was reading with a cold expression. She asked, "How is the immortal's health?"

If he had known she was coming, he would not have raised his eyes to look at her. Even if his long frosty eyelashes were lifted, he would not look at her. He said calmly, "Not good."

Pu Ran: "What did Fourth Senior Brother say when he came yesterday?"

Then a bottle of ointment was arrogantly pushed in front of Pu Ran's eyes, and the white ears became even redder.

"The plaster he left behind is too much for me to apply alone in the back."

Oh yes, there is a brand on the body that cannot be seen by others, so Pride can only apply it himself, but he cannot take care of the rest.

Puran nodded and took over the important task: "I'll do it."

She ran to close the doors and windows tightly, then patted the bed: "Come, take off your clothes and lie down here."

arrogant:"……"

The fingers that were pinching the article were so tense that they turned white, and his pale thin lips were pursed into a long straight line. It was as if he had gone through a fierce ideological struggle before he moved from the desk to the bedside.

The slender fingers paused for a moment, then began to undress.

The lines of her abdomen are flexible and strong, and her body is as flawless as white jade, incredibly beautiful.

The man raised his hand and smoothed the long hair behind him along the side of his neck to the front of his body, revealing his smooth and white back. He sat on the edge of the bed, and the words that came out from his lips and teeth were inevitably tainted with a bit of burning temperature.

"Good work."

The girl's fingertips were hooked with the lightly scented ointment, which she gently placed on the purple spots on the skin, spreading and rubbing it. The man's body suddenly stiffened, and he could clearly feel it.

She softened her pressure and said, "Tell me if it hurts."

How can it hurt? He has fought on the battlefield for many years, so why would he be afraid of the pain you are feeling?

Arrogant doesn't speak, or rather, he doesn't have the energy to speak. Just trying not to lose his composure has taken all his strength.

His head was lowered, his gilded eyes were like the shimmering water, thousands of lights as bright as day, and the wet warm color almost drowned people.

The cold and indifferent look disappeared without a trace, he was melted, embraced, and caressed inch by inch by the person behind him.

There was a tingling sensation where the teasing fingertips passed, and his lips slightly opened, letting out an inaudible gasp.

Pu Ran noticed something was wrong right from the start, thinking that the man was not feeling well, so he quickly applied the medicine, and waited for it to dry before he breathed a sigh of relief: "Hurry up and lie down to rest, don't deal with the documents, pick out the messy and unimportant ones, and I'll take them to Xie Jinyan to deal with."

Xie Jinyan: Thank you so much, my dear sister:]

The man with his clothes closed let her do whatever she wanted, as if he was giving her the greatest authority and indulging her.

The unimportant documents were picked out, and Ao Qiang obediently went back to bed and lay down. Pu Ran covered him with a quilt, put his palm on his forehead and injected some spiritual power into it, then smiled with satisfaction.

"Then have a good rest, I'll come to see you another day."

She walked away with a pile of documents, smiling.

Xie Jinyan, your blessing has come!

An unknown amount of time had passed before Aowang, who was lying on his back on the bed, opened his eyes and silently turned to the side. His eyelashes trembled and the corners of his eyes were flushed. He raised his hand to cover his mouth and his whole body quickly heated up.

……

royal palace.

Pu Ran went straight to Xie Jinyan's study and said crisply, "Brother!"

Xie Jinyan’s alarm sounded like crazy, don’t come over!

"These are the documents I brought from the Marquis' Mansion. The Marquis is still recuperating, so please take the trouble to deal with them."

Xie Jinyan: “???”

He looked at the pile of documents on the table, then looked at Pu Ran's arms, and began to rub his eye sockets with a headache. He looked very tired, but Pu Ran did not feel pity at all.

"You are helping the Marquis deal with it now. Who knows, he might hand over the power to you in the future."

She didn't use the name of immortal, and her tone was casual yet serious.

Xie Jinyan was stunned.

Puran put the things in his arms on the table and said: "The other princes are only concerned with fighting for power, but you are the only one who handles government affairs seriously and allocates funds for disaster relief. You have a great chance of winning."

The future of Xuanyue Kingdom must be handed over to a capable and capable person. This person does not have to be kind or good. It is enough as long as he has ambition, strategy, and the ability to protect Xuanyue.

It just so happens that among these princes, only Xie Jinyan meets the requirements.

Xuan Yue's future throne will belong to him, and Pride will also support him.

The court thought that the reason why Marquis Dingyuan was reluctant to take sides was because he held great power and had the intention of rebellion, and they were somewhat concerned about this powerful official who was more powerful than the emperor. But the fact was that his arrogance was just testing and observing Xie Jinyan.

Naturally, he didn't want the country he had defended to fall into the hands of incompetent people.

It’s time for him to retire from the role of Marquis Dingyuan, and he also wants to be more free and easy and play Song Zhiyuan.

Pu Ran understood him, and even Ao Kang didn't know to what extent this junior sister saw through him.

Xie Jinyan's mood was indescribably complicated. He took the document and read it carefully, his eyes dark as the abyss: "I don't know the good intentions of the Marquis."

Pu Ran picked up the snacks that the maid had prepared for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and began to eat them. She said quietly, "Xie Jinyan, you can't escape this throne."

The man's fingers holding the paper suddenly loosened, and the document almost slipped from his hands. He looked a little dazed.

"From now on you will be pressed on top and you will never be free again."

The girl held the pastry plate in one hand, picked up some snacks and put them into her mouth with the other hand, then walked away leisurely.

After a moment of silence, Xie Jinyan came back to his senses and said sinisterly, "Leave my cakes behind."

Puran chewed, turned his head and winked at him: "Don't be so stingy."

"Why don't you tell my servant to bring you some? Why do you have to argue with me?"

She spitted: "You are so stingy, I won't eat you out of money."

Xie Jinyan: “…”

I really can't stand it.

Am I afraid you'll go broke?

I'm not afraid to provide you with food and clothing for the rest of your life.

He was tired and helpless.

Not until the girl completely disappeared did Xie Jinyan lean back in his chair as if he had lost all his strength.

The throne?

He knew the weight of the throne, but he could not stop pursuing supreme power.

It is also destined to sit high among the withered bones, with no chance of meeting Pu Ran.