Fast travel to hunt down blackened villains

Chapter 19 The Tyrant's Soft Queen (Seventeen)

He suddenly wanted to scold those palace people, why they let her face the cold wind in such weather.

At this moment, the forgotten memory lingers like a nightmare.

"Qingcheng has lost her mother since she was a child, and I don't want her to marry," Lord Shangshu said in his usual calm voice, with reluctance and trembling that he had never heard before, "Although these words are presumptuous, I still hope that His Highness can listen to them." One or two. She was lonely since she was a child, and I didn't take good care of her as an official in the court. This child is born weak, and now it is in the hands of His Highness, I hope His Highness will love and take care of her..."

How he agreed at that time, I can't remember clearly...

But without going into too much detail, one could think that he was eager to marry him, so he naturally agreed to everything.

The sourness stuck in his throat, making Chang Ruocheng at a loss for a while.The strange feeling dilutes all the resentment.

He keenly saw that Anyang's palm was lifted slightly and pressed against his abdomen.On a small face that was already pale, the facial features were tightly wrinkled.

His heart also rose following her movements, his breathing was stagnant, and he didn't dare to move an inch.

He was afraid that his appearance would cause fear and fear to appear on this person's face again.

I don't know how long it took, but the people sitting in the courtyard fell asleep.

Chang Ruosheng's legs and feet had already become stiff, so he dared to move.

Yang Desheng had been following him all the time, seeing that he was about to leave, he was stopped by a gesture just as he was about to follow.

Watching Chang Ruocheng brave the light rain and enter the central palace, Yang Desheng didn't know how to react at this moment.

However, in the next second, Yang Desheng stretched his neck, almost thinking that he was dazzled.

He has lived for so long, and strange things are not uncommon, but this is the first time he saw emotions called heartache and pity on the face of their Majesty.

"Last night, it was me..." The words that came to my mouth were finally choked in my throat.

Chang Ruosheng heaved a long sigh, as if he was holding a rare treasure, he carefully hugged Anyang who was sleeping soundly.

[System: Hey, I'm getting goosebumps.Is he out of his mind like the hero?Why did it suddenly turn into such a ghostly look? 】

[Anyang: Shut up, don't affect my performance. 】

[System: Tsk, you're not tired after a day of acting. 】

After carefully placing the person on the soft bedding, Chang Ruosheng let out a long sigh of relief.Although the distance is very short, it seems that he has spent countless energy.

Looking at Anyang's tightly wrinkled brows in his sleep.He raised his hand, wanting to wipe away the sorrow.

But the finger stopped in the air, and finally with a sigh, it slowly fell down.

"no, do not want……"

Bringing a choking sound, spit out from the pale spring petals.

Chang Ruocheng was startled by the voice and broke into a cold sweat, thinking that he had awakened Yuan Qingcheng.

Standing beside him for a long time, he realized that An Qingcheng was just whispering in his sleep, so he stepped back carefully.

The originally cold palace was decorated with a boiling hot basin not long after he left.

As the palace servants quietly lowered the bed curtain, Anyang opened his eyes.

[System: Host, you told me earlier that he would not come. 】

Faced with doubts, Anyang nodded thoughtfully, [I thought it would take him a few days to recover after eating vinegar, but now he still has some brains. 】

[System: But the host, Yuan Qingcheng had nothing to do with Feng Zhaoyuan back then, and they were both charged with trumped-up charges.You have met here in a fair manner, why are you all right? 】

(End of this chapter)