[Quick wear] The male partner always has his own ideas

Luan Jiang stayed in the last world for so long that he almost forgot that the person who stayed with him for most of his life was actually just a fictional character.

So when Luan Jiang was brought back to the system space by 0748, he was still a little uncomfortable and stood there silently for a long time.

Seeing this, 0748 at the side also rarely spoke.

After an unknown amount of time, Luan Jiang blinked, and a mist of tears blurred out of his eyes. The next second, he closed his eyes and let out a low sigh.

When he opened his eyes again, the complex emotions in Luan Jiang's eyes had calmed down.

[Go to the next world. 】

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【Plane [-]】

【Transmission completed】

0748 As soon as the words fell, Luan Jiang, who was introduced into the new world, felt a huge and cold water flow from his throat into his lungs without any hindrance. He was deprived of breathing a little bit, and he just regained some clarity. His consciousness became blurred again.

When his consciousness was confused and hazy, Luan Jiang vaguely felt someone grabbing his waist, and then the water around him began to sink.

Darkness is swallowed by light.

Luan Jiang opened his eyelids with great difficulty, he was not able to clearly see the face of the person who rescued him from the water, he just slightly bent the corner of his mouth with the little consciousness he had left.

"Thanks a lot..."

After saying that, Luan Jiang passed out completely.

Little did he know that the man who rescued him ashore was stunned for a long time by this soft but unmistakable smile.

Until the anxious and hurried emperor appeared.

"I have seen Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." The man said while trying to put down the man in his arms to salute the emperor.

Emperor Luan interrupted him: "No."

When Luan Jiang was picked up from the man's arms, Emperor Luan glanced darkly and coldly at the eunuchs and court ladies who were all kneeling on the ground, and his voice suddenly turned cold: "Kill them all."

It's useless to keep a servant who can't protect his master.

All the eunuchs and maids were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their bodies were shaking non-stop, but they didn't dare to beg for mercy.

Because they knew very well that once they begged for mercy, they would not be the only ones who died.

Emperor Luan took people directly to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Not long after he put Luan Jiang on the dragon couch, dozens of imperial physicians headed by Imperial Physicians Liang and Zhang rushed in.

None of the imperial doctors said hello, it seems that this has long been a thing they have become accustomed to——

Once something unexpected happened to the Seventh Prince, don't say hello, even if they accidentally ran into His Majesty now, there would be no problem, provided they could ensure that the Seventh Prince was fine.

Gently smoothing out Luan Jiang's messy black hair and giving up the position next to the dragon couch to the imperial physician, Emperor Luan just left the inner hall with a gloomy expression.

outside the temple.

Liang Zhaoyi, who had always dressed herself delicately and softly, was now wearing a simple beaded hairpin and a plain palace gown. Eleventh prince Luan Yimu, with her head bowed down, was kneeling quietly in front of the palace.

Eleven hurt the Seventh Prince, so will His Majesty, will he never spoil her again? ?

As soon as this idea popped up, Liang Zhaoyi felt a sense of panic overwhelming her body.

She gritted her teeth, pinched Luan Yimu's waist hard with her slender long white fingers half covered by the wide cuffs.

It's all the fault of this scourge!

Luan Yimu just lowered her head, as quiet as if she wanted to merge with the air.

Until the sound of approaching footsteps sounded.

Only then did Luan Yimu bite her lower lip, and suddenly raised her head to look at the person who came, her eyes were full of obstinacy and stubbornness, and there were some injuries and grievances that were hard to detect.

If anyone else saw such a gesture, they would inevitably feel a little distressed.

Emperor Luan walked down the steps step by step, and came to Luan Yimu, his eyes were as dark as an abyss, so deep that it made one's spine chill.

Luan Yimu was taken aback by Luan Emperor's appearance, but "he" thought that there was nothing wrong with his expression, so he continued to maintain a rebellious expression.

On the other side, Luan Jiang, whose body was in a coma but whose soul was awake, was watching this scene with great interest through the monitoring panel of 0748.

To be honest, this time-traveling woman's calculations are quite good.

But her mistake was that she shouldn't have put herself on a misunderstood but proud and wronged victim before she had figured out what Emperor Luan was thinking.

After all, according to Yuanshen's memory, apart from Yuanshen, the Seventh Prince, there were more than a dozen princes and princesses in the palace. In Emperor Luan's view, even the once-a-month greeting seemed particularly obtrusive.

The facts were exactly as Luan Jiang thought.

As far as Emperor Luan is concerned, Luan Yimu's current status is not the eleventh prince, but a vicious person who hurt his little seven.

So when Luan Yimu was confidently preparing to win Emperor Luan's comfort and sympathy, a merciless slap that used nearly five levels of internal energy hit "him" on the right side of the face just like that.

Luan Yimu covered his rapidly red and swollen side face, he was so surprised that he even looked at Emperor Luan in disbelief.

In the next second, "he" choked with tears, looked injured, and hesitated to speak: "Father, you..."

However, Emperor Luan was unmoved.

"Chang Huai."

Chang Huai, the chief eunuch who was guarding the gate of the hall, hurried forward, "The servant is here."

"Preach my will. The eleven princes are arrogant, arrogant, regardless of superiority and inferiority. They have vicious thoughts and cruelty to their brothers and feet. From today onwards, they will be imprisoned in the Siguo Hall of the Chongqing Palace. They will be punished for copying Buddhist scriptures for fifteen days. Hereby."

Chang Huai responded without changing his face: "Hey."

The unusually cold and stern tone made Luan Yimu, who had just crossed over half a minute ago, realize something was wrong.

According to the eunuch, didn't the original owner of this body accidentally push the Seventh Prince into the lake?

But if he missed, how could the original owner's father be so angry?Even using words like "evil mind" on his own children? ? ?

Where exactly is the problem...?

What made her even more desperate was that she still had no memory of the original owner.

Just when Luan Yimu was thinking about it, Liang Zhaoyi, who was kneeling with her, suddenly spoke and called Emperor Luan timidly: "Your Majesty..."

Those eyes that seemed to be made of water were even softer.

She always remembered that what His Majesty likes most is her eyes.

Luan Yimu carefully and secretly glanced at the woman who claimed to be her biological mother.

She didn't think that this woman loved the original owner. After all, if she really loved her child, she would definitely not let a girl hide her gender from birth until she was 14 years old.

Emperor Luan glanced at Liang Zhaoyi, and when he met those eyes that were three or four points similar to that person, his face became more and more condensed, and the words he threw out were even less tender: "As for Liang Zhaoyi, you instigated the prince, without summoning, arbitrarily Breaking into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, colliding with the holy driver, and looking lawless, I will be descended as Liang nobleman from now on."

Liang Zhaoyi, no, it should be called Liang Guiren now.

After she heard the words, her whole body seemed to be drained of strength, and she suddenly collapsed on the ground, staring at Emperor Luan in a daze.

Years of waiting were hopeless, but even so, Liang Yiyu still had such extravagant thoughts in her heart, she felt that His Majesty still liked her somewhat.

It turned out not...

Suddenly, Liang Yiyu laughed like crazy, and when she smiled, she burst into tears.

"Chang Huai."

"The slave is here."

"Let the guards take him down, don't disturb Xiaoqi." When he mentioned the child he was holding on the tip of his heart, Emperor Luan's tone became more gentle.

After finishing speaking, Emperor Luan wanted to turn around and enter the palace.

Unexpectedly, Liang Yiyu, who was paralyzed behind him, suddenly screamed Emperor Luan's name after hearing the word "Xiao Qi": "Luan Chengmu, do you like that man so much? He raised the child he had with another woman?!"

Luan Yimu was so startled by these words that he almost couldn't maintain his facial expression.

Hearing this, Emperor Luan immediately stopped in his tracks. A few seconds later, he turned around, and the handsome face that had been treated so favorably by the years was as cold as ice.

Those dark eyes seemed to be bloodshot.

When the guards, eunuchs and maids standing around heard this, they knelt down on the ground in unison, suppressing their breathing in fear, for fear that if they didn't pay attention, they would draw Luan Emperor's anger.

"He's your brother."

The implication of Emperor Luan's words is that anyone can say that about that person, only Liang Yiyu can't.

Liang Yiyu understood, and she laughed mockingly: "Your brother who robbed your sister of a man? Is he worthy too?"

boom--

A loud bang.

Liang Yiyu was kicked hard by Emperor Luan who was in a rage, and hit hard on the rockery.

"Cough cough...cough." Liang Yiyu leaned on the false bed, coughing continuously, looking at her appearance, it seemed as if she wanted to cough up her heart, liver, spleen and lungs.

It is enough to see how hard Emperor Luan was.

For more than ten years, Emperor Luan did not want to kill Liang Yiyu for a day, but at this time, the words "keep her rich and healthy forever" in the letter left by that person was like a ban, and let Emperor Luan die. He firmly suppressed this thought.

He was afraid that if he killed Liang Yiyu, Shuqing would hate him and never dream of him again.

"My... good majesty, since you... protect him like this." Liang Yiyu spoke intermittently, with an extremely obtrusive sarcasm on his face, "Why... three thousand beauties, and a group of... heirs?"

Emperor Luan didn't answer, but after giving her a casual look, he ordered her to be thrown into limbo.

Luan Yimu, who wanted to show her filial piety and was about to intercede for Liang Yiyu, just opened her mouth when an imperial physician trotted out from the inner hall, yelling: "Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince has woken up!"

In the blink of an eye, Emperor Luan had already stepped into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

He didn't even give Luan Yimu the corner of his eye.

Luan Yimu knelt on the spot, her heart was filled with desolation, and she was not worthy of being the original owner.

She thought of what Liang Yiyu said just now, and the desolation and worthlessness turned into hatred for Emperor Luan and the Seventh Prince.

A father who is willing to adopt a son for others, a brother who has no blood relationship, what is the use of such relatives?