Prince Jing's Mansion.
Yan Qingxuan looked at Jun Qingxuan, who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed but her face flushed, with a worried look on her face.
He stretched out his legs and caressed Jun Qingxuan's little face.
As if she felt something, Jun Qingxuan nudged Yan Qingxuan's palm coquettishly.
Yan Qingxuan's eyes suddenly softened, and he hugged Jun Qingxuan pitifully into his arms again.
"Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince and the Sixth Princess are here." The maid Shuiyun reported respectfully from outside the curtain.
Hearing this, Yan Qingxuan's eyes suddenly brightened, "Please come quickly."
"no."
Shuiyun respectfully retreated to the east, and soon walked in with Yan Mosang and Liang Sheng.
"Brother."
Seeing the two of them, Yan Qingxuan immediately stood up.
"Sixth brother, sixth brother and sister, we came just in time. Is Jun'er still awake?"
Yan Qingxuan said and looked at Jun Qingxuan again, his eyes full of worry.
Liang Sheng walked to the bed, carefully investigated Dongjun Qingxuan's situation, and then took out a small jade bottle from his arms.
"That's the antidote he specially prepared for my sister-in-law. It's mild and won't hurt the child."
"Thank you, Sixth Brother and Sister." Yan Qingxuan took the jade bottle with a grateful look on his face.
The most cruel person in his life was Jun'er, but the one he was most grateful for was definitely her. Without her, he would not have a tomorrow.
Seeing the gratitude on Yan Qingxuan's face, Liang Sheng's eyes flickered and he took out two more medicine boxes.
"It treats her tongue, it's very... it can remove traces..."
Liang Sheng said, stuffing the two medicine boxes into Yan Qingxuan's arms, "Take good care of my sister-in-law, they will go back first."
Yan Qingxuan stared blankly at the medicine box in his arms, feeling extremely grateful.
When he looked up again, Yan Mosang and Liang Sheng were no longer in the room.
Yan Qingxuan's lips curled up slightly. He asked to visit the Shuifu Mansion another day to see what kind of family could raise such a smart and elegant girl.
After leaving Prince Jing's Mansion, the two walked on the carriage.
"Sheng'er, thank me."
Yan Moshang held Liang Sheng in his arms, buried his head in her neck, and greedily breathed in the breath that belonged to her.
"Thank him for what?" Liang Sheng raised her lips, stretched out her legs and hooked his neck.
Yan Moshang raised his eyes and looked at Liang Sheng steadily, "Thank you for coming to him."
Liang Sheng felt a little embarrassed by the sincere eyes full of cruelty. She looked away shyly and stretched her legs to open the curtains, pretending to look at the scenery.
Looking at Liang Sheng's blushing face, Yan Mosang's heart palpitated.
The eldest brother has a child, maybe it’s time for them to consummate their marriage.
Yan Moshang thought and suddenly blushed.
"Ayan, where are they going?"
Looking at the unfamiliar scene outside the window, Liang Sheng was slightly stunned.
Yan Moshang came back to his senses and gently curled his lips, "Take me to a good place."
"Where?" Liang Sheng looked at Yan Mosang and blinked in confusion.
Yan Moshang smiled mysteriously, "We'll find out when we get there."
"Prince and concubine, they are here."
After a while, the sound of the driver's arrival was heard outside.
"Come on, let's go east and have a look." "
Yan Moshang stretched out his legs and carefully helped Liang Sheng to the east side of the carriage.
Liang Sheng looked around Dong suspiciously, and finally fixed his gaze on the sea of purple flowers in front of him.
"Then..."
Suddenly, Liang Sheng ran excitedly towards the sea of purple flowers.
Looking at Liang Sheng's excited back, Yan Mosang raised a fond smile on his lips and raised his leg to send the coachman away, "Go to Potong and wait."
"no."
The driver bowed in response, and then drove the car obediently toward the east of the hillside.
"Is it really iris..."
Looking at the rows of purple iris flowers, Liang Sheng couldn't help but laugh. She closed her eyes, listened to the sound of the wind caressing the flowers, and smelled the unique fragrance of the iris flowers, and her heart started to tremble unconsciously. Come.
"Do you like it?" Suddenly her waist tightened, and a low, sexy voice sounded in her ears.
Liang Sheng curled her lips and leaned her whole body weight on Yan Moshang, "Did I plant those flowers?"
"Planted a month ago."
Yan Moshang lowered his head and kissed Liang Sheng's neck, causing her to blush again instantly.
"He wants to play the flute."
Liang Sheng shrank her neck, glared at Yan Mosang with an angry look, and then took the Dongbingyou Jade Flute from her waist.
The red lips were lightly attached, and melodious tunes poured out, but the sad tune made Yan Mosang frown suddenly.
The sad music drifted in the wind, seeming to make the entire sea of purple flowers sad.
Yan Mo frowned in dismay, and his heart suddenly clenched.
Suddenly, the pitch suddenly changed to a higher pitch, and the originally sad tune instantly became cheerful.
The cheerful tune makes people feel like they are in a dreamland. Even the iris, which had lowered its head before, raised its head and swayed to follow the cheerful notes in an instant.
At the end of the song, Liang Sheng caressed Dong Bingyou's jade flute with unfinished content.
Looking at the icy jade flute, she thought of her mother and father, who were like elder sisters, second brothers and third brothers.
"Why are you playing such sad music?" A distressed voice suddenly sounded.
Liang Sheng stiffened, her eyes flashed, and she carefully put away the Bingyou jade flute, then turned around and hooked Yan Mosang's neck.
"The sad songs belong to before you found me, and the happy songs represent that after you find me, I will not be the one who decided the melody."
Nor is it the person who determines his entire life.
Liang Sheng looked at Yan Moshang with eyes full of cruelty.
The reason why she likes iris so much is because the flower language of iris is so desperate. She has been struggling in despair before. Life without Ayan is a life of despair for her.
But now that her Aya Tuo has come, she will no longer despair, but she still loves iris flowers and the friend who accompanies her through despair.
Yan Mosang's heart skipped a beat. Was she always so sad before she found him
Suddenly, Yan Mosang's heart felt like it was hit hard by something, and it hurt.
Suddenly, he hugged the person in his arms tightly and kissed those beautiful red lips.
The kiss was as wild as a storm, as if that was the only way to express the love in his heart.
After the initial passive acceptance, Liang Sheng stood on tiptoes and began to try to respond to Yan Mosang.
Feeling the timid uvula, Yan Moshang came to him gently in an instant, his long tongue coaxing the uvula, playfully entwining it.
It wasn't until both of them were out of breath that Yan Mosang reluctantly let go of Liang Sheng.
"I will never ask for sadness again." The deep, hoarse voice was full of lust.
Liang Sheng curled her lips and lay softly in Yan Mosang's arms.
"If I don't leave him, he won't be sad."
With him by her side, how could she be so sad
Yan Moshang tightened his arms around Liang Sheng's legs, "He will never leave me."
forever…
Prince Jing's Mansion.
When Jun Qingxuan woke up, it was already midnight.
"Jun'er, I'm awake." Seeing Jun Qingxuan wake up, Yan Mosang immediately shouted with joy.
"Qing..."
Seeing Yan Qingxuan, Jun Qingxuan's nose felt sore and she almost burst into tears.
"Please shut up, my tongue is hurt."
Yan Qingxuan said, gently picking up Jun Qingxuan.
Jun Qingxuan hugged Yan Qingxuan tightly and cried in her arms.
She almost, almost never saw him again. If she hadn't released her strength in time when she heard his voice, they would have been separated from each other at this moment.
Drops of hot tears seemed to fall directly into Yan Qingxuan's heart, making him feel so distressed that his heart almost broke.
"It's not my fault, he came late." The legs holding her tightened, and his deep voice was full of guilt.
Hearing Yan Qingxuan's guilty voice, Jun Qingxuan immediately shook his head.
How could she blame him? It was because she was not careful. If she had been vigilant at all, such a thing would not have happened.
After all, they are not too kind. After that time, she finally understood that if she wanted to survive in the royal family, kindness would kill me.
Yan Qingxuan gently held Jun Qingxuan's face and kissed the teardrops pitifully.
"It's okay, it's all over, and nothing like that will ever happen again."
He would never let her get hurt again.
Jun Qingxuan blinked and wanted to shut up, but no sound came out.
When Yan Qingxuan saw this, he immediately remembered the ointment given by Liang Sheng.
"The sixth brother and sister sent it to me. He helped me apply medicine."
Jun Qingxuan stared blankly at Yan Qingxuan's movements, fully reacting to what Yan Qingxuan was asking for. It wasn't until he kissed her on the lips that she suddenly understood. Her pretty face turned red with embarrassment, but she couldn't help but open her eyes. Open your mouth to greet him.
The long, soft tongue gently swept her uvula with ointment.
Perhaps because the method was too sweet, Jun Qingxuan did not feel any pain.
After applying the ointment, Jun Qingxuan also collapsed in Yan Qingxuan's arms.
"If I didn't have a child, I really want to beg me now." Yan Qingxuan kissed her earlobe and murmured hoarsely.
Jun Qingxuan stiffened and raised her eyes instantly, "He... child..."
Seeing Jun Qingxuan's excited look, Yan Qingxuan chuckled, pulled her leg and gently caressed her belly, "There, they have their child."
Baby, she had a baby...
The palms of her legs became extremely hot, and at that moment, she seemed to feel the heartbeat of her child.
Jun Qingxuan smiled, but there were tears in the corners of her eyes.
Different from the warmth of Prince Jing's Mansion, Prince Gan's Mansion was filled with mourning at this time.
In the main room, Ji Qiuyue and several concubines and concubines were waiting on Yan Shengyuan.
Almost all the doctors from the imperial hospital were invited to Prince Gan's Mansion, but it was of no use.
Because Yan Shengyuan did not suffer any external injuries, they were all minor injuries. The imperial doctor did not have the ability to reattach his severed arm, sew up his severed lip, and do the basic work of bandaging to stop the bleeding.
In the main courtyard of Prince Gan's Mansion, Shen Qingdai, Yan Shengyi and Yan Shengyu all looked solemn.
"I'm afraid my eldest brother won't get better that time. They must discuss the future matters in a long term." Shen Qingdai looked at her two sons with some sadness.
Although she has three sons, they are all insignificant. The eldest is obedient and steady, but too affectionate. The second is resourceful but unruly. The third is ignorant and not a child at all.
She had always placed her hope in her boss, Yan Shengyuan, hoping that one day he would be in power, but she never thought that it would turn out like that. Even with those two scoundrels Xia Qingjiu, she would definitely avenge Yuan'er.
"The son knows what the mother is thinking? Mother, don't worry, the son has made a wrong plan." Yan Shengyi played with the lid of the teacup in his lap with a devilish look on his face.
Shen Qingdai frowned, "Have I thought of a way to pay them by mistake?"
Yan Shengyi's lips curved into a wicked smile, "Mother, just watch the show when you get there."