Quick Travel: Samsara Boss and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Wife

Rong Yuan felt that he was being flirted with, and his heart was pounding, expressing his love.

"Why not? This is what I want too."

Rong Yuan's eyes were dark and his Adam's apple rolled, obviously he was passionate about Wen Renxin.

Also, is there anyone who can avoid his lover's deliberate teasing?

Rong Yuan asked himself that he was neither a saint nor Liu Xiahui, so he naturally had desires.

"Lower your head." Wen Renxin put her arms around Rong Yuan's neck and lightly traced her fingers on the back of Rong Yuan's neck.

Rong Yuan smiled. In this environment, this smile took on another meaning, one that was teasing and seductive.

He lowered his head obediently. Wen Renxin was so bewitched that she raised her head and kissed Rong Yuan's lips.

First there was gentle wind and drizzle, which made people addicted and unable to extricate themselves.

Then came the violent wind and rain, making it impossible to escape.

The spirit sword slowed down and moved forward at a constant speed. The thick clouds in the starless and moonless night sky were pushed away, revealing a corner of the moon.

Finally, Rong Yuan sent Wen Renxin back to his room, waited for him to fall asleep, and rushed back to the army.

the next morning.

It was almost noon when Wen Renxin woke up, and Jinbao had called him several times.

He couldn't help but hold his forehead, got out of bed and put on his clothes. He saw a pot of small flowers on the table. The orange-gold color was really beautiful.

Wen Renxin picked up the little flower and saw a piece of paper underneath, which was written by Rong Yuan to him.

It contains some information about the flowers and some instructions on how to care for them.

"The Covenant of Reincarnation is a nice name with a good meaning."

Wen Renxin fiddled with the Covenant of Reincarnation in one hand and held the note in the other.

Then he put the note away silently.

Maybe he heard the movement inside the door, and Jin Bao's voice sounded outside the door, "Sir, are you awake?"

"come in."

Jinbao heard Wen Renxin's voice and opened the door and came in. He saw Wen Renxin holding the pot of flowers in his hand.

"Sir, what kind of flower is this? It's so beautiful!"

"Young Master, do you want to raise him? Leave it to me! I will definitely raise him well."

Wen Renxin shook his head. Since Rong Yuan said it didn't need to be taken care of, he would just water it regularly and put it in the room.

"By the way, sir, there has been a lot of commotion in the imperial court recently." Jinbao said as he handed the thing hidden in his sleeve to Wen Renxin.

Wen Renxin unfolded the note, which contained some recent major events in the imperial court.

Ever since he handed over the things in his hand to the prince, the prince began to suppress the power of the eldest prince and the third prince, making them suspicious of each other.

There was a conflict between the eldest prince’s natal family and the third emperor’s natal family. The Qi family and the Huo family fought fiercely over the affairs of the younger generation. The imperial concubine’s favorite brother died and was accidentally beaten by a boy from the Huo family in full public view. dead.

Even if the eldest prince and the third prince realize that this is a conspiracy, they have to deal with it.

This is a blatant conspiracy.

The strategy is good to think about, but the key is how to handle it perfectly depends on the level of the chess player.

It was obvious that the prince's mind would never have imagined such a plan. Naturally, Wen Renxin was behind the plan.

And Wen Renxin's choice of the prince was just a general among the short ones, and the remaining two were not good people.

Only the prince is easier to control, and Rong Yuan can be said to be the prince's cousin.

Being stupid has the advantage of being stupid, although no matter how stupid the prince of a country is, he can't be that stupid.

(I’ll make up for it tomorrow. I’ve been reading novels recently to find the reason for Cavan. The reason I found seems to be that I can’t let go. I need to correct it! I must correct it!)