ugly queen

After paying the bill, Murong Yan prepared to go back directly to the medical clinic, "I'm going back to the medical clinic first, Lord Hou, you should go back home first."

Zhang Yan didn't want to disturb Murong Yan's affairs, but he curled his lips secretly and waved his hands in frustration, "Go and get busy, I'll wait for you to come back for dinner tonight."

"No need, it's going to be very late today." Murong Yan said and left.

Looking at his back, Zhang Yan sighed, alas, it has only been a long time since they got married, and he was left out in the cold, and he almost wanted to cry! ! !

When Murong Yan returned to the clinic, Doctor Yi had already returned, "Master Hou is here?"

Murong Yan shook his head, his mind was full of Zhang Yan's state today, and he felt very wrong. Although he was usually out of tune, he was not as listless as today. His words were still hesitating, Murong Yan was a little absent-minded all afternoon.

Dr. Yi raised his eyes and glanced at him, then lowered his head, and said while he was busy with the work in hand, "If you are worried, you can go back. I will be alone today."

"Why am I worried?" Murong Yan returned to his senses and looked at him.

Doctor Yi didn't even lift his eyelids, and said, "I don't know you yet, is it because of Zhang Yan?"

"What's the matter with Zhang Yan?" Murong Yan looked at him puzzled, he hadn't started to write for a long time, the ink from the tip of the pen dripped on the paper, and scattered little by little, Murong Yan was in a daze, why would he be affected by a single emotion of Zhang Yan, It was out of his control.

Doctor Yi turned his head and looked at him with complicated eyes, "Xiaoyan, Zhang Yan likes you very much, what about you?"

Murong Yan was taken aback, pursed his lips slightly, and remained silent for a long time, or he didn't know how to answer at all, did he say he didn't like it?The three words that had already reached his throat were delayed, but he didn't have that kind of heartbeat if he liked it. Moreover, if Zhang Yan knew his identity, would they have any results?

Zhang Yan is an ambitious man, a hero, and he only wants to save his father and be a doctor who can save the world with a hanging pot. So what if he likes it, so what if he doesn't like it?

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Doctor Yi knew that Murong Yan had too many scruples in his heart. The master had said before that this child was too affectionate and serious, and would live a very tiring life, and his identity was always stuck in his heart. Throat stab.

"You should go back first. The new dynasty has just been established. As a great hero, although Zhang Yan has been rewarded, I think that he may encounter more difficulties, and it is not flattering to believe in the court's guidelines." Yi The doctor sneered, but Murong Yan could be regarded as his younger brother after all, and he said, "No matter what you say, you are husband and wife now, and you are both prosperous and ruined. You can help him as much as you can."

He didn't know why Murong Yan got married to Zhang Yan, but Murong Yan didn't tell Master and him that Murong Yan got married, which means that he didn't take this marriage seriously and was ready to leave at any time, "Xiao Yan, Master definitely doesn't want you to do this thing."

Murong Yan looked around, Doctor Yi really spoke without any scruples, "Bai Lianhua, this is the Royal City, you'd better be careful when you speak."

"Don't call me Bailianhua." Doctor Yi was irritable and slapped the table angrily.

Everyone was terrified, the corners of their mouths twitched, Dr. Yi in a rage was terrifying.

The corners of Murong Yan's mouth twitched and he looked up at Doctor Yi, still getting angry so easily, really...

"Uh...be careful..."

Dr. Yi just came back to his senses, everyone held their cheeks in disbelief, Dr. Yi coughed a few times in embarrassment, sat upright and continued to work.

He squinted at Murong Yan with as much disgust as he wanted, and said coldly, "Mrs. Hou Ye, please go home quickly."

Murong Yan raised his forehead, Yi Yiyi really can't be messed with, he's a petite.

Standing behind Murong Yan, Zhao Xie saw Murong Yan's sad face, hesitated for a long time and finally said, "My lord..."

Murong Yan looked back at him, "Xiao Xun, do you think so too?"

"The villain only listens to the young master and obeys the young master's orders." Zhao Xie said expressionlessly, "But, young master, you can obviously leave, why..." He didn't say anything later, he thought Murong Yan understood.

Yes, why, Murong Yan thought, he has many opportunities to leave, Zhang Yan will never find him in his life, this marriage can be ignored after the death of King Hui, and he is not afraid of Zhou Jing, but Why is he still here.

It's not a good sign that Zhang Yan's every move can easily affect his emotions.

......

It was late at night when Murong Yan returned to the mansion, but the Hou's mansion was still brightly lit, the housekeeper changed his coat for him, Murong Yan asked, "Where is Lord Hou?"

"Master Hou is in the backyard." The butler replied respectfully, not daring to look up at his face, although he was wearing a mask, but the unpleasant first meeting with the butler was always engraved in the butler's mind, and that terrible look has been lingering .

The housekeeper's impression of Murong Yan was only fear. When they first moved into the Hou's mansion, the housekeeper didn't know that Murong Yan was the so-called "hostess" of the Hou's mansion, or Zhang Yan said that a man married another man, The housekeeper sneered at this, and his attitude towards Murong Yan was not much better. Ever since Murong Yan came home late one day, the housekeeper bumped into him. The reflection of the scar was even more distorted and terrifying. The cold eyes and cold tone scared the housekeeper enough.

Murong Yan didn't intend to scare people, he has always been like this, but that face was contrary to his intentions, and he couldn't help it. Since then, there have been rumors in the mansion that Mrs. Hou Ye is extremely vicious.

Murong Yan didn't explain this, and ordered Zhao Xie and others not to tell Zhang Yan, because he had suffered too much misfortune with this face, and he didn't care.

When Murong Yan came to the backyard, the open-air stone table was filled with all kinds of delicacies, which looked very rich but untouched. Zhang Yan was holding a small jar of wine and was facing him with his back, singing with the moon on his back.

Seeing Murong Yan approaching, Gou Er hurried to meet him, "Ma'am."

The corner of Murong Yan's mouth twitched, and he asked, "What's wrong, Master Hou?"

"Master Hou has been waiting for Madam to come back for dinner." Goer stated this fact calmly and truthfully.

Looking at Zhang Yan who had been drinking and staring at the sky in a daze, Murong Yan sighed, waved his hand, and signaled the two to go down.

Murong Yan sat next to Zhang Yan, and the two looked up at the sky side by side, "It's been a long time since I looked up, the night sky is still so beautiful."

Zhang Yan tilted his head slightly, glanced at him lightly, picked up the wine jar, and handed it to him, "Do you want a drink?"

Murong Yan looked at him, took it without hesitation, raised his head, and took a pungent mouthful, "It's not bad, from Tian Helou?"

Zhang Yan nodded, Murong Yan said at lunch today that the wine was pretty good, so he asked the housekeeper to buy a few jars when he came back.

"You like to drink and there are still in the warehouse, I bought them all."

"Why did you buy so much wine?" Murong Yan was taken aback, his heart skipped a beat, something seemed to be gushing out.

Sure enough, Zhang Yan, adhering to the truth of 'If I want to be nice to you, I have to let you know', lived up to his expectations and said, "You said it was delicious at noon, I think you like it, so I bought it."

The corners of Murong Yan's mouth twitched, he didn't know what expression to say, "I'm just saying, don't take it too seriously."

This wine is indeed delicious, and he likes it, but there is no need to buy it all, and it is not a valuable thing, not to mention that it is a waste of time for his army to spend money now.

"I take everything you said seriously." Zhang Yan said casually, Murong Yan listened very uncomfortable, he felt that he should not stay in this place anymore.

But at this moment, he cast a sharp glance at his feet and couldn't move a step. Zhang Yan turned to look at him, "Yanyan, I don't want to stay in Xiangshang City."

"En? Why?" Murong Yan heard about his being canonized, high-ranking official and rich salary, why did Zhang Yan..."

"The king's city was breached, and the king had no choice but to move the capital. The centuries-old stability of the Xin Dynasty has already been torn apart. Although Xiangshang City is still out of reach, it's not far away."

Zhang Yan told Murong Yan all of his analysis, "There have been waves of uprisings in the northwest area, coupled with the dissent of the various princes. Although the king holds great power, the court was severely injured when the previous king was in power. Take a look at who are the people guarding Xiangshang City, aren't they all from little-known places like us, have no military power, have no reputation, and don't they all have the idea of ​​coercing the emperor, in Xiangshang City, My odds are slim."

Murong Yan listened quietly, "But if you leave Xiangshang City, where do you want to go, there is a large group of Zi Yanjun, not to mention that you are the biggest contributor to saving Jia, and it is very easy to gain Zhou Jing's trust .”

"Who doesn't understand Zhou Jing, don't you understand?" Zhang Yan sneered, "Accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger. I can only use it when I leave Xiangshang City. Otherwise, once a war breaks out, Xiangshang City will be the first to suffer. soldiers."

Murong Yan was silent, Zhang Yan smiled and patted him on the head, "I don't mean to tell you so much, I just want to ask you, would you like to fight the world with me?"

He looked at Murong Yan expectantly, but his heart was trembling. He was very worried that Murong Yan would say the word unwilling, and he clenched his fist behind his back, watching Murong Yan's silence He looked terribly nervous.

Murong Yan was silent for a long time, then suddenly turned his face and looked at him quietly, his eyes were like shining stars in the dark night sky, looking for light in the dark night.

After a long time, Murong Yan slightly parted his lips, "What if I say I don't want to?"

Zhang Yan's limbs became stiff, and it was still hard to accept hearing him say this with his own ears, but ah, why don't you want me to want the world?

The cold moonlight hit his face, the rough and hard cheeks looked very fragile at the moment, his face was very pale, Murong Yan could even clearly see his lips trembling, he looked back, raised his neck, and the cold drink entered his throat , the liquid dripping from the corner of his mouth slipped into the baggy skirt, under the white moonlight, so damn sexy.

The two hadn't been in close contact since the wedding night, and Murong Yan's throat felt itchy. He grabbed Zhang Yan's wine jar, turned around, sat on Zhang Yan, and put his hands on the stone table behind him. , looking down at him, he deliberately licked his lips lightly, one corner of his mouth was raised, his eyebrows were raised, and his voice was full of charm, "Tell me, what if I don't want to?"

Zhang Yan swallowed hard, and looked at Murong Yan lying on top of him, with fair skin, deep facial features, and the mask of demon rule, all integrated into one at this moment, he stared blankly at him, his mind went blank, As if nothing existed but him, he had only one thought at the moment, and this posture seemed to be quite good.