The Three Thousand Harem of the Fake Empress

When the Prince Regent came in person, the faces of the two elders of the Ji family turned pale and panicked. They hurriedly led the crowd to kneel down quickly, and shouted in unison, Your Highness, Thousand Years Old.

Ji Jinrong secretly pulled the corner of the bride's clothes and made her kneel down, but the latter remained unmoved and tightly held the hijab.

Murong Anran met Qiao Jiuyou's eyes, such a posture, because he came to intercept the marriage.

Everyone prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to move, and they didn't even have the guts to look at each other.

They are afraid of the iron fist of the regent. In today's world, who would dare to rebel, just heard that the other party was dying after being stabbed, and has been lingering at the gate of hell. They never thought that they would stand outside the door with a ruddy face and full of anger.

In the eyes of the regent, there are no ants on the ground at all. She is dressed in a black robe of a golden dragon, a golden crown with dragon scales, and a red jewel pendant on her eyebrows to wipe her forehead. , still looks harmless to humans and animals.

Qiao Jiuyou stepped into the joyous, red and colorful high hall, Murong Anran's facial features became clear, and the countless nights of dying finally came to an end.

In the face of unkind people, Murong Anran has already made up her mind that this time, no matter how intimidating or tempting the other party is, she will never give in.

Qiao Jiuyou approached, and stopped a step away from the general. She stretched out a hand with a smile on her face, touched the emerald jade hanging from the other's phoenix crown, and said ambiguously: "Anran, you are so beautiful, I am so beautiful. heartbeat."

Murong Anran didn't give the other party a look, she turned her face resolutely, "Your Highness, stop talking nonsense, now I'm a married woman."

"Isn't there still a bow~" Qiao Jiuyou said deliberately.

"Ji Jinrong, turn around and greet me."

Ji Jinrong knelt down towards the regent outside the door, but he was quite entangled for a while when he heard Murong Anran's words.After all, the regent hadn't let him get up yet.

Ji Jinrong heard the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two, and guessed that the general was not afraid of Qiao Jiuyou, so he moved his mind, and finished the three worships early, which can be regarded as a testament to heaven and earth.

Unexpectedly, Ji Jinrong only moved his body, Qiao Jiuyou turned his face resolutely, stared at the man on the ground, and with the fury of thunder, said the words about murder and bloodletting, "How dare you!"

Murong Anran was in a hurry. She knew that Qiao Jiuyou's appearance at the critical moment meant that the marriage was to be terminated, and the marriage could not be delayed any longer. .”

"It's true that the emperor gave it to you personally, but I didn't break your marriage, I just made him kneel."

Qiao Jiuyou took a few steps back with a smile, lifted his robe and fell on the high chair, picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, looked up at the person, and said sweetly: "Anran, do you think he will choose you among us?"

Murong Anran couldn't help but give Ji Jinrong a painful look of hating iron for being weak.

"It's useless for you to scold him, as if he is alone, with no worries, he can resist me." Qiao Jiuyou spread his hands and said nonchalantly; "Look, all the people kneeling in the room are his dear relatives and friends. "

Ji Jinrong was completely confused, isn't Murong Anran the empress' old lover?

Why did he get involved with Qiao Jiuyou? Is it hatred or enmity?

Want to come to revenge on the big day?

Countless doubts troubled him, thinking that an egg could not touch a stone, he walked forward on his knees, facing the King of the King on his right, clasped his fists in both hands, and saluted: "His Royal Highness came to the humble house. It is full of vitality, and the little one is very happy. I am grateful. If Your Highness does not Abandoning tea and rough vegetables, it is better to go to the upper table and give some face to my wife."

Qiao Jiuyou looked down at the man in front of him with condescension and playfulness, and said indifferently, "You called your wife before the ceremony and the bridal chamber?"

Ji Jinrong said kindly, "An Ran and I have long been engaged, and then we were married by the emperor. No matter how many weeks or not, An Ran will be my wife for the rest of my life."

The regent's teeth were itching with hatred. Thinking about the upcoming drama, she raised the corners of her mouth and said with a smile: "He's a man, he talks to me in a reasonable manner, neither humble nor overbearing... His appearance seems to be worthy of me, my general." .”

The ending was bitten hard, Ji Jinrong guessed nine points, when the rivals meet, there is no need to be too explicit, the invisible wrestling has already started.

"I would like to thank Your Highness for your kindness on behalf of An Ran. From now on, my husband and I will be the only ones who will obey you."

What Ji Jinrong said was not so much a retreat in the face of difficulties, it was better to avoid his edge, pretend to give in, and wait for the dust to settle before seeking the protection of the empress.

But the woman in the seat is a hundred times smarter than him.

Qiao Jiuyou sneered, and did not expose the other party on the spot. She was not in the mood to compete with the ants, "An Ran, your fiancé is a bit good, but he picked the wrong person, and he shouldn't be preying on him."

"Qiao Jiuyou, today is my great joy, and I hope that you will hold your hand high and be courteous. If there is any hatred or resentment, please find me afterwards, and I will give you an explanation." Murong said calmly.

"Oh, yeah~"

Everyone was terrified, Murong Anran actually called out the regent's name in public?

The words that seemed to show weakness, but the fool also heard the threatening taste, and the status of the two was judged.

The regent was not annoyed, but smiled instead.

The master and servant, the officials, and the ranks are all messed up... What is the relationship between them?

Ji Jinrong confirmed his conjecture, and despite being shocked, he was filled with joy. The general agreed with this engagement, and couldn't help but straighten his back.

Qiao Jiuyou drank dry tea, held the side of the cup, and sent it forward, the wet tea leaves in the cup flew out and splashed in front of Ji Jinrong.

"Eat it."

"Ah..." Ji Jinrong raised his head, slightly astonished.

"Qiao Jiuyou, you're going too far!" Murong Anran clenched her fists, stepped aside, stood in front of Ji Jinrong, and shouted at others: "The grievances and grievances between us, why involve others, he is my man after all. , I can’t be your licentious|powerful soft bone, you slap him in the face, but it makes me ugly.”

The King of Retrievers ignored the angry man, she turned her face down, looked at Ji Jinrong through the gap between the general's elbows, and said calmly: "I don't want to repeat the words a second time, you weigh it carefully."

Ji Jinrong's eyes turned red, he looked at the figure in front of him affectionately, pulled the corner of his wedding gown, and said with relief: "An Ran, don't make His Highness angry, she is a ruler, and I am a minister, there is no reason for not to obey, I eat what I eat, I am a soft bone, as long as I can make the regent happy, maybe I can sit down and drink our tea."

Murong Anran turned around abruptly, broke down and shouted: "Fool! You don't understand her!"

The thorn pierced into the heart, Ji Jinrong's heart was bleeding, Murong Anran said that she didn't understand the regent, so she knew it well?

Do not!

For the last obeisance, Ji Jinrong wanted to gamble with Murong Anran that she didn't understand Qiao Jiuyou at all.

Ji Jinrong picked up a few green leaves stuck to the mud, and said obediently: "Your Highness is happy, it's a villain's blessing."

"Don't eat!" Murong Anran's cry was out of her throat, and she was terribly distressed. Ji Jinrong put all his self-esteem and integrity, just begging Qiao Jiuyou to let him and his wife go.

But he didn't know Qiao Jiuyou, who had a heart of snakes and scorpions.

Ji Jinrong ate fast, and Murong Anran's tears flowed more and more violently.

"It's useless...it's useless!"

"It's useful...it's useful...you can salute after eating. I've waited too long for this day, and my dream is about to come true."

The bulging mouthful of dirty tea was swallowed in three or five mouthfuls, Ji Jinrong raised his face, his eyes full of pleading.

Qiao Jiuyou smiled, loosened his shoulders, leaned back in the chair, and lazily said: "That's right, the tea I eat, without my approval, you can't even eat scum. You ate some scum, It's not a loss, so I don't hate you anymore. You, let's go. "

"Go?" Ji Jinrong became nervous, walked a few steps on his knees, and said anxiously: "I haven't, I haven't..."

"Nothing?" Qiao Jiuyou leaned forward and asked innocently, "What did I promise you?"

"You..." Before he could finish speaking, Ji Jinrong's back shrank suddenly, his stomach was filled with carbon, and he fell to the ground, screaming.

Everyone in the hall panicked immediately, and at the risk of disrespect, the two elders of the Ji family rushed forward.

Several streams of blood gushed out from the mouth and nostrils.

The sound of screams pierced the red roof.

"Jin'er! Jin'er! What's wrong with you! Come on, call the doctor! Call the doctor for help! Help!"

Accompanied by Ji Haikang's heart-wrenching and howling, Murong Anran's blood rushed up, her eyes were bloodshot, she clamped Qiao Jiuyou's front, and dragged him all the way, just entering the inner room, a fist slammed down.

Qiao Jiuyou was thrown to the ground by her fists, her mouth was torn open, and the salty blood filled her mouth. She lay on the ground, supported herself with difficulty, covered her red and swollen cheeks, and spat out the sticky blood.

Murong Anran stepped forward, pinched the other party's neck, trembling uncontrollably, broke down and cried, and said intermittently: "Qiao...Qiao Jiuyou...you have been poisoned...quick...quickly give me the antidote! Otherwise, I really want to kill, I don't believe it, your life is more important, or the life of a school lieutenant."

Qiao Jiu was beaten to the point of death, her head hurt like hell, her neck hurt more and more, and her breathing became more and more difficult, but she managed to force a smile, "An... An Ran, I never thought of letting Ji... live ...survived, he...he touched my...people, poisoning...is cheap. So, I poisoned...with no antidote. But I promise him a small half stick of incense Time lingers on, and finally the liver and intestines are broken, and the pain is alive."

Tears blurred his vision, and his body trembled like a dead leaf in the cold wind. Murong Anran was half mourning, half pleading, shaking Qiao Jiuyou's fair neck, and roared: "It's none of his business at all, I'm asking for marriage." , I want to marry him, why do you even want to kill him!

You obviously want me, just say it, I'll give it to you, don't you just want to be fucked!

One time is not enough, I will make you feel good three times, three times is not enough, I will fuck you for a year, but you can't kill people just because you say you want to kill them!If you hate me for breaking your promise, you will kill me. "

Tears hit Qiao Jiuyou's face one by one, flowing down the cheeks, and flowing into the gap between the five fingers on the neck, relieving Qiao Jiuyou's burning heat and pain.

"An...Anran, I will never...will kill you." The regent pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, she stuck out the tip of her tongue, licked the tears from the corners of her mouth, and smacked her lips repeatedly, smiling: "Not only... Fermentation is sweet, tears are also sweet, An Ran...you smile...it's beautiful when you smile, and it also makes me fall in love when you cry."

"Bastard! Fuck your mother!" Enraged, Murong Anran pressed all five fingers, tightening her grip on her bones.

Qiao Jiuyou's sky began to shake, and her lungs felt as if they were about to burst. Under the intense pain, she didn't resist at all, she just covered the back of the general's hand with her slender hands, and said sternly: "An... An Ran... But everything... ... whoever ... touches you ... I will ... kill them one by one! The only one who can have you ... is ... only me."

At this time, Qiao Haikang rushed in, pulled Murong Anran by force, knelt down and cried bitterly: "General, go see Jin'er for the last time, I know that if he doesn't see you, he will die with regret! Little man, please!"

"Jin...Jin Rong." Murong Anran was stunned, reacted, and rushed out like crazy.

The guests have been kicked out, and all the family members have been stopped outside to cry bitterly.

Ji Jinrong's whole body was as if someone had pulled out his bones one by one, spitting out big mouthfuls of black blood. Murong Anran knelt down on both knees, hugged him into his arms, and kissed delicately on the forehead, the corners of the eyes, the tip of the eyebrows, and finally on the black Purple lips tossed and stayed.

The blood in the corners of Ji Jinrong's eyes was quietly replaced by hot tears, and he spat out some fragmented words hoarsely, "Ten years ago, when you first went out to war, a...a boy fell in front of your horse at the gate of Miaowei Building, do you remember? "

Murong Anran endured the pain of cutting her heart, tried hard to recall, and soon, she nodded and her eyes lit up.

"It's...it's me." Ji Jinrong cried out, grasping the general's Xipao with his curled fingers, and said happily: "When I was a child, I saw... I saw you in your prime, and you didn't know your surname. From the beginning, I liked you! Ten... ten years! Too slow, too...too fast."

Huge deep pain pierced through Murong Anran, her body was covered with blood holes, her heart was completely torn apart, every piece was soaked with the feeling that life would be worse than death.

"Jin Rong..."

Ji Jinrong raised his hand to touch the general's face. On the eve of his farewell, he was still full of deep love for her, and still wanted to coax people to show off his face, even if his internal organs were about to burn into a ball of blood, "An Ran, so far, I don't regret it, Yuqiong God of War is my Ji Jinrong's fiancée, even in the underworld, she will be a big talking point."

"What fiancée, I'm your wife." Murong Anran rubbed Ji Jinrong's icy cold hands desperately, and said in a hoarse voice: "Get up, let's pay homage, there is only one last worship left, and the ceremony is complete, so go to heaven to listen! You Get up, get up!"

Ji Jinrong shook his head tenderly and tenderly, with the corners of his mouth trembling, "I can't be safe...I won't pay homage to you anymore."

"why?!"

Looking up to the sky, Ji Jinrong felt the last force coming back. The so-called backlight is a gift from God. He can tell the truth to his loved ones.

"I can't let you marry into Ji's mansion, let you live alone in a cold empty room and my ashes, that is a scene I never want to see, after the first seven days, you have to dissolve the engagement, you have to start over In life, I want to see you galloping on a fierce horse, find your true destiny, and then have children and grow old with you.

Also, when naming your child, don't add my name or words, I don't want you to read mine.Only occasionally, occasionally miss me.If you are free, on the day when you went to war ten years ago, go to the gate of Miaowei Tower and offer me a pot of wine, because on that day, I must go back and have a look! "

"I killed you, I killed you!"

Murong Anran weakly buried her tear-stained face into Ji Jinrong's chest, breathed in the unique aura belonging to this man, felt guilty, and rushed towards him boundlessly, piercing through her wounded body, completely shattering her to pieces.

"Fool, the moment you kissed me was all worth it."

Ji Jinrong laughed, like pines and cypresses fluttering in the wind, solemn and solemn, hearty and clear.

"No! I don't want this ending! I don't want you to die like this!"

"This ending is very good, An Ran, you like me a little bit...and I have always loved you deeply."

Murong Anran didn't care, she immediately picked up Ji Jinrong who was curled up in a ball, and rushed straight to the bridal chamber.

Ji Jinrong seemed to understand the general's thoughts, and refused intermittently with the remaining breath. Murong Anran was determined. She really lacked too much, so she used the last part of her time to warm, compensate, and cherish.

When they arrived at the wedding room, Murong Anran put her on the wedding bed, and took off the wedding robe without hesitation.

"Anran...don't...I don't want your chastity...I can't...can't destroy you." Ji Jinrong scratched in the air, anxious, "You...you dress well...please...please! "

"She doesn't allow it, I want to be with you, I want to have skin-to-skin contact with you.

Furthermore, you and I have identified each other as husband and wife, I belong to you, and you belong to me, and no one can separate them. "

Ji Jinrong shook his head in pain, how he wished he would die at this moment, before Murong Anran's chastity was not tarnished, "No, you still have to marry!"

"I know your long-cherished wish is to get me and grow old with me...the latter is hopeless, but I will let you fulfill the former."

Murong An tore the complicated wedding dress, and soon the robes poured all over the floor, she wiped away her tears, and smiled with difficulty, "Ji Jinrong, the last half of incense time, you have to cherish me, don't waste every minute and every second. "

Huo Hongxi was covered by the two bodies, Murong Anran kissed Ji Jinrong with tears in the dark, the latter responded softly, the entanglement and tossing between lips and tongue did not contain a trace of death, they were all sweet exchanges.

The general's hand took the initiative to lead the opponent, walking inch by inch, and said bitterly: "This is yours, and this is yours too... These are all yours."

The hot blood stirred the venom, and the venom quickly corroded the internal organs. Ji Jinrong became hot, and the lingering lust offset some severe pain. He responded to the other party's desperate and desperate enthusiasm, and turned passive into active.

Murong Anran took the initiative to help him turn over, and Ji Jinrong hugged her from above, giving her ten years of nostalgia, kisses, long and thick, winding down from his lips.

She rubbed his long hair, trying to fit his lips.

God favored them, and before death came, they were intimate, and it was a matter of course.

……

In Ji Jinrong's world, the colors fade away and are completely replaced by black.

Murong Anran burst into tears like a waterfall, she hugged him tightly in her arms.

Qiao Jiuyou, who regained consciousness, touched the red marks on her neck, dragged her body, and staggered out. Under the guidance of the guards, she walked to the bridal chamber, suppressing the huge hatred, jealousy, and love, pretending to be coquettish. Lightly, she said: "An Ran, it doesn't feel good to hug a dead person. Let Ji be buried in the ground as soon as possible. The weather is hot and it won't last long before it will stink."

Murong Anran was not furious, she saw everything clearly about Ji Jinrong's death, and did not respond or struggle.

Right now, she just wants to hold the person in her arms, and hold her dead husband.

Sections of red silk were shed, and finally replaced with pieces of white cloth.

……

The regent got into the soft sedan chair, and she picked out the fruit from the fruit plate, picked up a sharp knife by the way, and asked, "Where's Baili An'an?"

"On death row."

"Take it out, wash it, I want to... peel off-her-skin!"