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

The environment of the cold palace is really bad, weeds can be seen everywhere, flowers don't bother to bloom here, even the trees have long since dried up, and there are basically no living things.

The court ladies and eunuchs who were supposed to be guarding outside the cold palace also disappeared.

When Luan Jiang appeared in the cold palace, Jing Yi, Liang Yiyu's eldest court lady, was walking out of the inner hall carrying water.

Three years ago, Jing Yi only secretly looked at Luan Jiang in the dark. She grew up with Liang Yiyu as a child, so she is naturally very familiar with Liang Shuqing. The Seventh Prince in the palace had already noticed the origin of this child.

Now after three full years, seeing the seventh prince again, Luan Jiang's facial features have been fully opened at this time, and he is almost [-]% similar to Liang Shuqing.

Jing Yi felt a little awkward. Like Liang Yiyu, she also regarded Liang Shuqing as a shameless bastard trying to grab a man from her sister.

But he didn't know that Luan Chengmu had fallen in love with Liang Shuqing before Liang Yiyu fell in love with him.

"My servant has met the Seventh Prince." Jing Yi's invitation was perfunctory at first glance.

Luan Jiang didn't care either, he glanced at Jing Yi lightly, intending to go around and enter the inner hall.

Sensing his intention, Jing Yi quickly stood in front of Luan Jiang and explained: "Seventh Prince, our empress has just taken the medicine and is resting now."

Luan Jiang's brows and eyes were tinged with arrogance, and it was at this moment that he had the appearance of being so favored and arrogant. He sneered and said, "So what?"

Emperor Luan of Xuanzheng Hall and Hall of Mental Cultivation allowed him to run around unscrupulously. Now he is just a cold palace, who can stop him?

Jing Yi gritted her teeth and remained silent, but insisted on not moving away.

Luan Jiang became a little impatient, he was already very defensive, knowing that Emperor Luan was hurt by Liang Yiyu, at this moment his mind was full of how to deal with that woman, he didn't want to talk nonsense with this court lady, Luan Jiang glanced at the shadow by the wall At the office, he ordered: "Dark three, let this unsightly thing roll as far as I can."

Jing Yi didn't even let out a half-scream before being tapped on the Ya acupoint by An San, who was as fast as a shadow.

The point of the knife was on her back.

After several layers of surprises, Jing Yi could still feel the sharpness of the knife point very clearly, as if it wanted to pierce her skin and pick out her tendons, so Jing Yi froze and did not dare to move.

After seeing his master's figure flashing into the inner hall, An San then looked at Jing Yi, wondering in his heart how far the master said 'how far and how far' is.

The inner hall looked simple and dilapidated, and through a layer of tulle, Luan Jiang saw Liang Yiyu lying on the couch, and occasionally coughed three or two times.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Liang Yiyu supported the bed, raised her body halfway with difficulty, and called out weakly: "Jing Yi, help me...get out of bed and walk."

The sound of footsteps gradually approached, and the tulle curtain was lifted by a slender, porcelain jade-like hand.

Seeing that hand, Liang Yiyu's eyes widened in shock, before she could ask "Who are you?", she was startled by the face completely exposed in front of her.

"Liang, Liang Shuqing...?" Liang Yiyu was horrified, and vetoed her conjecture in the next second, "No, you can't be Liang Shuqing...you are Luan Jiang?!"

Luan Jiang looked around, then casually sat down on a chair next to her, with a relaxed posture and a surprised tone: "I'm really surprised that my lady hasn't died after three years."

"You..." Liang Yiyu looked at him with hatred and gritted her teeth, "You really are that bitch's good son!"

'Snapped--'

A very heavy slap.

The right side of Liang Yiyu's face became red and swollen immediately after the beating.

Luan Jiang took out a soft handkerchief and gently wiped his palms, not even letting go of his fingers, as if he had touched something very dirty. He stood by the bed and looked at Liang Yiyu coldly from top to bottom, "Whatever?" Are you also worthy of mentioning my father?"

Liang Yiyu, who was already weak, was so suffocated by this slap that she slumped on the couch, staring at Luan Jiang's face, as if she wanted to bite the face of the person in front of her. Willing, why is it so similar, why? !

Luan Jiang caressed her brows and eyes, curled her lips, and said with a smile that didn't catch her eyes: "I'm very similar to my father, right?"

The name Liang Shuqing almost bears the strongest hatred in Liang Yiyu's life.

Just as she was about to answer yes, her gaze followed Luan Jiang's fingertips. He clearly had facial features as soft as Liang Shuqing's, but his brows and eyes were clear and cold, and he looked very much like Luan Chengmu... ..

Liang Yiyu's eyes widened suddenly, staring fixedly at Luan Jiang, perhaps to be more accurate, she was just staring at Luan Jiang's eyebrows.

how is this possible?how is this possible!

Liang Yiyu didn't want to believe her guess, but Luan Jiang's eyebrows and eyes only need to be carefully observed by someone who is interested enough to find out who those eyebrows and eyes really resemble.

Everything seems to have the best answer.

Why did Luan Chengmu no longer insist on where Liang Shuqing went, but went to Sheng Wangfu every night; why did Luan Chengmu feel so restless and terrified when General Anping was ordered by the Queen to thoroughly investigate Sheng Wangfu? , even disregarding his sickness, he rushed to Sheng Wangfu; why did he raise a sword and kill his mother because of the bloodbath of Sheng Wangfu; don't know...

It turned out that all this was because Liang Shuqing lived in the palace, and he was the only one from the beginning to the end.

Pregnant...

man pregnant...

Liang Yiyu scratched the bed tightly, and suddenly laughed like crazy, coughing while laughing, as if she was about to cough up all her internal organs.

Dad, Dad, you are really my good father.

How does it feel to keep your sweetheart by your side day and night?How would it feel to have your own daughter call him a teacher without knowing it?How about letting your wife die without knowing it?

No wonder she sometimes felt that Liang Shuqing's facial features vaguely resembled her dead teacher.

It turned out that they were originally a family.

Liang Pu, you are flirtatious and unrestrained outside, and you are not jealous of men and women, and you even brought your lover back home, so what is her mother?What is she?

Looking back at this half of her life, Liang Yiyu suddenly felt that she was living like a big joke, and she got nothing in the end.

Liang Yiyu laughed and burst into tears with unknown emotions. She lay down beside the bed and coughed heavily, with blood streaks crawling up the corners of her mouth.

Luan Jiang stood aside, without making a sound.

Suddenly, Liang Yiyu looked up at him and laughed: "Seventh Prince, no, maybe you will be Xi Luan's Majesty soon. You are so smart, why do you dare to be alone when you know that I have given Luan Chengmu medicine? come here?"

Luan Jiang, who was about to speak, suddenly frowned slightly, and looked down at his wrist that was bitten by something at some point, and blood was oozing out.

It was at this time that the pain hit him faintly.

Liang Yiyu, who was breathing weaker and weaker, was lying on the side of the bed, looking at his facial features, her eyes were still full of strong hatred, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was very satisfied with her foolproof plan.

Knowing that it was impossible to get the antidote from Liang Yiyu, Luan Jiang thought for a moment, and got a pulse for himself.

After a few seconds, he let go, but his brows furrowed even deeper. His pulse showed that everything was normal.

"My good nephew, just give up." Liang Yiyu looked at him with a smile, a rare frail and pitiful beauty appeared, and she seemed to be shining, "It will let you taste the joys and sorrows of this life." What a wonderful feeling not being able to love someone."

After finishing speaking, her breathing gradually weakened.

Luan Jiang's eyes darkened, she clasped her chin with her fingertips, and forced a blue-white pill that melted in her mouth into her mouth.

After a while, Liang Yiyu's breathing gradually calmed down.

Obviously, everything that happened today was basically within Liang Yiyu's expectations. Liang Yiyu knew very well that once he knew that Emperor Luan's serious illness was caused by her, he would come regardless. What is it?

Luan Jiang stretched his wrist in front of his body, frowned and observed the wound.

He wiped away the slightly congealed blood with his fingertips, revealing an irregular hole that seemed to be bitten open by fangs, and the bright red flesh inside could be faintly seen.

fangs...

Thinking of Liang Yiyu's words, Luan Jiang had a vague guess in his heart.

Could it be some kind of Gu worm that only haunts the far border of Nanyan?

Although he had this guess, Luan Jiang couldn't confirm it now. He glanced at Liang Yiyu who was lying on the bed and fell asleep, then turned and left.

After leaving the Leng Palace, Luan Jiang who was just about to return to the Hall of Mental Cultivation was stopped by a person who rushed over.

When Luan Jiang was wondering who the little sissy was looking at him with an aggrieved face, 0748 said very caringly: [Host, she is the heroine! 】

Oh, no wonder she looks like a bitch.

It's no wonder that Luan Jiang couldn't recognize her. After three years, Luan Yimu's changes have really changed a bit. I don't know what kind of medicine was used to create a masculine appearance, but because of Luan Yimu's brows, there seems to be a smile on his face. There is nothing wrong with Luan Jiang calling her a bitch because of her flattery and softness.

After all, the eunuchs and maids in the palace and even the prince and princess are suspecting that Luan Yimu is a monster who is neither male nor female.

Luan Jiang's mind was turned and turned in a few seconds. He looked at the person and hesitated slightly: "Are you... Eleven?"

"Brother Huang." Being recognized, Luan Yimu felt more and more wronged, and even called the simple word "Brother Huang" so ambiguous and sticky, it made my skin crawl.

Luan Jiang:...

Although he felt very fucked, Luan Jiang still did a good job on the surface, his hesitant expression suddenly turned into surprise: "Eleventh, it's really you!"

But what Luan Jiang didn't expect was that Luan Yimu actually wanted to give him a warm hug after a long absence.