Lord, the female supporting characters will marry her

People in the royal family are the most ruthless. Ningning is a princess, and even if she can grow up safely, she may not escape the fate of marrying off.

"An'an, are you okay?"

Yan Sheng saw that Leng Yanan seemed to be lost in memories, and immediately knew that she was thinking about her daughter.

Leng Yanan shook his head and said gently, "I'm fine. I like children very much, especially girls."

In Leng Yanan's heart, she still hopes that Ningning can become her daughter again, and she will definitely let Ningning grow up happily and safely in this life.

Yan Sheng was stunned and felt a little sorry for Leng Yanan, but Leng Yanan loved children so much, and Yan Sheng couldn't give her what she wanted.

Leng Yanan smiled and said, "Ayan, what about you? Do you like boys or girls?"

If she were with Yan Sheng in this life, Leng Yanan believed that Yan Sheng would protect her and her daughter well.

Leng Yanan had already made up her mind that if Yan Sheng liked boys, then they would have a son and a daughter. Yan Sheng would teach his son martial arts, and she would teach her daughter medical skills.

"I, I don't really like children, but if you give birth to a child, I'll like it whether it's a boy or a girl."

Yan Sheng felt a little sad. Yan Sheng had never thought about getting married and having children. Children were not within her consideration.

Having seen many naughty children who were noisy and noisy, Yan Sheng had some resistance to children and she would not have children.

Leng Yanan was startled, her face flushed, and she murmured, "Who said I'm going to have a baby for you?"

If Yan Sheng knew that she had been married in her previous life and had children for someone else, would he mind?

Yan Sheng remained silent, just holding Leng Yanan's hand tightly and looking at the night sky quietly. Will there be a future between her and Leng Yanan?

In a corner not far from the Plum Courtyard, Nanxi looked at the backs of Yan Sheng and Leng Yanan snuggling together, tears falling uncontrollably.

Nanxi left the Prime Minister's Mansion dejectedly and walked alone on the dark, deserted street.

Nanxi touched the ruby ​​ring on her hand with tears in her eyes, "Shengsheng, Shengsheng, my heart is about to break."

"Oh, what a beautiful lady with tears in her eyes. Where are you going, my beauty?"

"Why are you crying so sadly, beauty? Come into my arms and let me take good care of you."

Two big men blocked Nanxi's way and looked at her lustfully.

Nanxi wiped her tears and said distractedly, "Don't block the way."

"My beauty, you smell so good, let me kiss you." Two big men approached Nanxi and stretched out their dirty hands to touch her face.

Upon seeing this, Nanxi pulled out the hairpin from her head and thrust it fiercely into the big man's chest.

The big man died on the spot, and the blood instantly dyed Nanxi's hand holding the hairpin red.

Nanxi pulled out the hairpin expressionlessly, then wiped it on the big man's clothes.

Another big man glared angrily, "You bitch, how dare you kill my brother? Do you know who we are?"

"Who cares who you are? If you mess with me, it's bad luck for you." Nanxi said coldly.

"In that case, I will offer you to the leader Wu Feng and make you live a life worse than death."

The big man's pupils shrank slightly, and he pulled out a knife from behind and slashed towards Nanxi.

Nanxi dodged the big man's knife by leaning sideways, holding the hairpin in her hand, turned her wrist, and quickly slashed towards the big man's neck.

The blood on the hairpin dripped, the big man widened his eyes and slowly fell down, while Nanxi walked towards the bridge with a calm face.

Nanxi walked to the river under the bridge, washed her hands, and threw the hairpin into the rapids.

How unlucky it is to meet two rats from the Wufeng Sect. After all, Nanxi has lived for a thousand years and is no longer the frail flower girl of the Republic of China era.

Nanxi's eyes and brows were filled with sadness. She stood by the river for a while, blowing in the wind, and then returned to Shao Bao's Mansion in a daze.

When the housekeeper saw Nanxi coming back, he said calmly, "Miss Nanxi, the food you cooked is getting cold. Do you want someone to heat it up?"

"No thanks." Nanxi walked to the backyard, looked at the table full of dishes, sat silently at the table, and ate the cold food quietly.

Yan Sheng did not return to Shao Bao's Mansion. No matter how delicious the food he cooked, it tasted bland in his mouth.

The housekeeper glanced at Nanxi, sighed, and left the backyard.

In the early morning, the sky was gray and snowflakes like catkins were scattered everywhere, like beautiful silver butterflies dancing.

When Yan Sheng walked out of Tianyue Inn, he saw snowflakes floating in the sky, like tiny white feathers or fallen pear petals, drifting down one by one.

The first snow has arrived. Although Xuemen has heavy snow all year round, this is the first snow I have seen since I came to Beijing.

Yan Sheng came to Leng Yanan's plum courtyard with some excitement. When he looked up, he happened to meet Leng Yanan's smiling eyes.

Leng Yanan was wearing a pink plum-colored snow fox cotton coat and a long white floor-length plum blossom skirt. She stood in the vast snow, as dazzling as the first snow.

"An An, you look so beautiful today." Yan Sheng held Leng Yan An's hand and said softly.

"Just today? Am I always bad-looking?" Leng Yan'an said with a smile.

Yan Sheng helped Leng Yan'an gather her cloak, "She is beautiful. Even without makeup, she can't hide her stunning beauty."

Leng Yanan smiled and said, "If we talk about beauty, who can compare to your beautiful face like a banished immortal? Ah Yan, can we watch the first snow together in the future?"

"Of course, as long as you are willing, we can watch the first snow every year together." Yan Sheng said in a gentle voice.

"Okay." Leng Yanan said with a faint smile.

Yan Sheng thought about it and said nervously, "Yan An, I have something to tell you."

After struggling in her heart for a while, Yan Sheng decided to tell Leng Yanan that she was the eldest disciple of Xuemen and the Prince's Guardian.

"What?" Leng Yan'an smiled.

Yan Sheng said calmly, "I am actually Xue——"

"Miss, Eunuch Gao from the palace has brought the imperial edict. The Prime Minister wants all the young ladies and concubines to go to the front hall quickly."

Xiaoqiu quickly walked into the Plum Courtyard and said to Leng Yanan.

"I understand. Ayan, what did you want to say just now?" Leng Yan'an said in a gentle voice.

"Nothing, An An, go to the front hall first."

Yan Sheng said softly that Yu Haotian’s imperial decree was either to grant marriage or to make her a concubine.

Leng Yan'an nodded and took Xiaoqiu to the front hall.

Prime Minister's Antechamber

Everyone knelt on the ground respectfully. Eunuch Gao stood on the platform, opened the imperial edict, and began to read it in his hoarse voice.

"The Emperor, in compliance with the Will of Heaven, proclaims: Prime Minister Leng Chengxun's fourth daughter, Leng Ruozhen, is of a quiet and gentle appearance, beautiful and graceful, and is hereby conferred the title of Fourth Rank Concubine Zhen. She is to enter the palace in two days. I decree this."

Gu Ye was not at all surprised that Leng Ruozhen became Yu Haotian's concubine.

Song Yuyin and Leng Ruoqing were shocked. Leng Ruozhen was now the empress in the palace, and their lives would be difficult in the future.

Leng Yan'an was slightly stunned. Leng Ruozhen actually became Yu Haotian's concubine. She had heard from Yan Sheng before that Leng Ruozhen looked like Wufeng Sect Leader's sister Wuxin.

The virtuous concubine often recites scriptures and worships Buddha, and no longer participates in the competition for favor. It seems that Yu Haotian is attracted by Leng Ruozhen's appearance, which is similar to the virtuous concubine when she was young.