Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator Chapter 291: : The cheat is gone

Remember [lnmao.org] in one second, fast update, no popup, free to read!

If it was Cheng Ping Emperor when he was young, it would be possible for him to pull out the Shang Fang sword beside him, and under anger he would kill Jing'an Bo He Yanwen.

In Emperor Chengping, who is nearing the age of destiny, already has been cultivated to the extreme. Many years of supremacy has made him the true king of the world. General things can't affect his mind at all.

So when he mentioned the last thing he regretted most when he was young, he finally suppressed his emotions and did not lose his mind.

Chengping Emperor's cold eyes shot down from the high position. If the eyes can also kill people, then Jing Anbo may be covered with already.

Although Emperor Cheng Ping's eyes are terrible, Jing Anbo couldn't shrink at this time. already persisted for so many years, and that secret can only be rotten in the stomach now!

"Okay, He Yanwen, you are so good! You are a dog of that group of people. To this day, you still can't change the dog to eat shit!"

Speaking out of such vulgar words from Emperor Cheng Ping's main body in the world, you can imagine how angry he is.

Bearing the anger of Emperor Cheng Ping, Jing Anbo knelt down silently. He bowed his head slightly, kneeling on the light-readable floor of the Qinzheng Hall. His back was straight, as if looking down. Compromise was actually a silent protest.

Chengping Emperor already couldn't sit still after the imperial case. He got up and walked with his hands behind the imperial case. His eyes became red with anger.

He stopped suddenly, "He Yanwen, are you still unwilling to say this time?"

Jing Anbo arched his hands at Emperor Chengping's eyes, "Holy, Wei Chen has nothing to say."

"Well, there is nothing to say, He Yanwen, you are Ah Xun's brother! When you go out with the teacher, she treats you as a real brother!"

Jing Anbo pressed his chapped lips hard, "Holy, Correct, because I'm A Xun's brother, I have to keep this secret."

"Okay, you are really good. It is worthy to be called General Yongnan Zhennan. You can die to Mingzhou with a dead heart!"

Jing Anbo sighed in his heart, "Holy, it's been so many years, why do you still have to worry about this matter, Ah Xuan passed away more than ten years ago, she just hopes you have a good life."

Jing Anbo's words made Cheng Ping's body almost impossible to stand, and the father-in-law of Wei Gong next to him helped the emperor around him.

Emperor Cheng Ping drew a bitter smile. Although he had speculated many years ago that Ye Xie already was not alive, when the news was truly confirmed from other people, he was still reluctant to believe it.

He murmured: "So she really went."

"Can you tell me where her graveyard is?" Cheng Ping's original look suddenly turned grey with a look of arrogance, and he glanced at Jing Anbo, who was kneeling in the temple, with a hint of wings.

Jing Anbo felt unbearable for a moment, and wanted to tell Emperor Cheng Ping just to forget it, but he soon found his reason and shook his head firmly in silence.

Emperor Cheng Ping coughed suddenly in grief. He swept down the memorials, pen wash, ring, paperweight and other things on the royal case, and the ink in Mochi spilled on the ground. Bewildered next to the case.

Emperor Cheng Ping has been coughing on his knees. I don't know if it's coughing too much, or if he's really heartbroken. I don't know when the tears will fall from the corner of his eyes.

The father-in-law Wei was startled, and he quickly patted the back and stroked his back, and then glared at Jing'anbo below him.

It took a while for Cheng Pingdi's cough to calm down.

Under the auspices of Father Gong Wei, he sat back to the royal case, and then indifferently spit out a word without emotion to Jing Anbo, who was still kneeling in the temple, "Go!"

Jing Anbo slightly raised his eyes and glanced at the dragon seat, got up, performed a standard ceremony towards Emperor Cheng Ping, and quietly left the Qinzheng Hall.

I do n’t know how long Jing Anbo has been away. Emperor Cheng Ping, who was sitting after the royal case, suddenly asked, "Wei Chenghai, are you saying that you are too greedy?"

Originally thought he could forget it quickly, but as time went by, Ah Xu became more and more clear in his mind. He wanted to know if she had lived well, wanted to know what she was like, and Knowing whether she wanted him or not, but now, there was really nothing.

Anet already is no longer in this world, leaving him forever.

Gonggong Wei was with him when Emperor Chengping became the prince, and he knew his affairs best.

For those things of the year, everyone had a place to force it.

It is not the fault of Cheng Pingdi alone, nor is it the fault of Jing Anbo alone.

But at this time Emperor Chengping's mind was like this. Where can he tell the truth, he can only comfort him in accordance with Emperor Chengping's words.

"Holy, as long as the living people have greed, it is understandable that Holy God misses Ye Xun, but Holy is now the Lord of a country, no matter how important Ye Xun is, it should not be yours."

Emperor Cheng Ping understood that Gong Wei was right, but he was still sad.

He will never see Ah Xu ...

How can he not be sad!

"It's still uncomfortable, I can't control myself at all."

Gong Wei stopped talking now, he just stayed beside Emperor Cheng Ping in silence.

Who would have thought that the emperor who is high above also has such painful times.

The next few days, Emperor Cheng Ping's face was not very good in the early dynasty, and another one or two days passed. In the early morning, the early dynasty stopped.

Taiyi Zhengzheng reported that Emperor Chengping suffered from wind and had a fever.

Fortunately, Chengping Emperor Chengping ’s super-gang is stable on weekdays, and he is only a minor illness, otherwise bad news must come out.

Longevity Festival is coming, and the ministers who did not attend the early dynasty are wondering what gifts to send to Emperor Chengping.

This time is Emperor Chengping ’s 50th birthday, but it cannot be careless.

At this time, He Changyu, who returned early, was also discussing with Chu Yi the congratulations on the Longevity Festival in Songtao Garden.

He is now in an important position in the North Korean government. He is not a Aristocratic Family child who has not yet made a career.

Chu Yi looked up from this morning. Although she tried hard to hide it, He Changyu looked at it at a glance.

In addition, he cancelled early today. He was worried about his daughter-in-law, so he came back early.

When He Sanlang returned to Song Tao Yuan, Chu Yan was still taking a nap in his bedroom.

Her face is half buried in the bed, half of her cheeks are red, and she can't help but want to reach out and pinch.

He Changxuan removed the servant girl in the house, walked to the bed lightly, and sat down beside the bed.

Then he stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt covering Chu's face.

Chu Xi had been holding the quilt by one hand and was so pulled by He Changji that she pulled her hand and made her wake up immediately.

When she opened her eyes, there was a moment of panic and no focus. When she finally focused her eyes on He Changyu in front of her, she seemed to have recovered her consciousness.

He Sanlang's sword eyebrows twisted slightly.

Chu Xi's state is not right today.

His little wife is the most drowsy on weekdays. When she wakes up, she feels very heavy. Sometimes he won't wake up no matter how he teases her, but today she only wakes up with a small gesture.

He Changzhen reached out and touched her forehead. The temperature was normal and she was not sick.

He softened his voice and leaned over to Chu Yi: "Do you want to continue to sleep? Would you like me to sleep with you for a while?"

Chu Yu paused for a while and seemed to understand the meaning of He Changyu's words. She ripped the corners of her mouth, and her pair of clear and smart eyes seemed to be dull.

"No, I'll get up now." Chu Chu already stood up.

He Changyu glanced at the hour and calculated the time, but Chu Yu only slept for two quarters.

"What? Have nightmares?"

Chu Yan looked up at him, just wanted to shake his head, then nodded hesitantly.

He Changyi ’s cold and handsome face melted like the first snow, he sat next to Chu Yi, stretched out his arms and embraced her, "While in the weekdays, my courage is not very big, why was I suddenly scared by a nightmare? , Tell me what dreams I have, and I ’ll hear if it ’s really scary. "

Chu Xi followed his strength and leaned his head against his solid chest.

The eyes became distant for a moment. She just dreamed that she had returned to modern times. Everything she experienced in the Dawu Dynasty had turned into a dream. There was no snake-sick husband Jun Saburo ...

After waiting for a while, He Changzheng didn't hear his wife speak.

He looked down and saw that the slender eyelids of the small woman in her arms were trembling, and her face was a little pale. He touched Chu's little hand, and found that the soft little hand was cold.

"Really sick?"

Chu Yan suddenly pulled out the hand in He Changyu's big palm, then suddenly stretched his arms and hugged He Sanlang tightly.

She buried her head in the placket on He Changyu's chest. After a while, He Changyu heard his wife's dull and soft voice coming into her ears.

"He Changyu, you should never leave, OK?"

On a weekday, Chu Yan has never done this before. When he heard her request like a confession, He Changzhen warmed up.

His gaze became more and more gentle, and his big palm gently stroked Chu's back.

"Hey, don't worry, I won't leave you."

Chu Yi pushed He Changyu away, then kissed his thin lips heavily.

He Saburo only stunned for a moment, and the next second was mainly anti-visitor.

There was a hint of secret joy and excitement in his heart. He and Chu Yan have been husband and wife for so long. Every time the two were together, he took the initiative. This was the first time she was so enthusiastic.

Soon, the placket of both of them fell under the bed.

The red candle in the bedroom is warm.

This time, because it was Chu Xi's initiative, He Sanlang seemed extremely excited, and it took three times to let her go.

When the clouds closed and the rain stopped, Chu Yan already fell asleep tired.

He Changyi wore only a azure pajamas robe, his strong chest was exposed outside, and his black hair diverged behind him, with two strands hanging down his shoulders. This lazy appearance played down his frosty body. Temperament adds a touch of evil charm to handsome men.

He Changying stretched out his slender fingers and touched Chu ’s cheeks that were still slightly red, and the slightly rough fingertips slid over the long eyelashes. Exquisite clavicle.

He couldn't help but leaned over Chu Yi's lips and pecked, reaching out to sweat her hair away.

It may be because Chu Gang's itching just caused her to touch. She frowned, and leaned away to avoid the itching touch.

He Changbi raised his lips and smiled slightly.

Then his eyes gradually deepened, and with his arms forced, he wrapped Chu Yi into his arms and closed his eyes.

After half an hour, He Changyu got up and went to the study.

He recruited a few big girls, Gui Yan, and Zhong Yan beside Chu Yan, and asked why.

But even Xiyan didn't know what Chu Yan was worrying about. She only saw the uneasiness of Chu Yun for the past two days, because she didn't even know anything.

Chu Xi, who seems to be sleeping, opened her eyes after He Changyu got up and left the bedroom.

She blinked and looked at the top of the hundred sons and grandchildren above her head, a little dazed and a little bit scared, after all, everything she knew about the Dawu dynasty already ended by yesterday ...

She only read half of that book, and she knew nothing about it.

It was as if a sniper who had arrived in a strange place suddenly lost the sniper rifle on which he lived. This situation affected her mood, made her lose her sense of security, could not help but be afraid and panic.

Chu Xi took a deep breath, his eyes gradually became firm from the original confusion.

She believes that even without such cheats, she can live well.

As soon as you think about it, Chu Yan feels happy.

I remember again that although she knew what happened in the future, He Changyu still unexpected her, so not everything happened according to the original book, and the biggest accident was hit by her.

She was in a daze over this matter for a few days, she was just trying to find her own sin.

At this point, there is no difference between knowing the plot of the original book and not knowing the plot of the original book. She is enough to be herself.

After thinking about it, I recalled that she had been so active in front of He Changzheng, and Chu Yan's face was instantly red.

She called and greeted them.

"Where is your husband?"

Wen Qing glanced at Grandma carefully, seeing that Grandma was ruddy and her eyes were bent, and she understood that her mood was much better than yesterday, and she was relieved that she did n’t see Grandma unhappy. The whole Song Tao Court was fined!

"Return to grandma three, master three is in the study, you want to go?"

Chu Yi thought about it, then nodded.

Wan Qing waited for her to wear five silver red skirts, and chose a few matching pearls to wear in the Ufa, simple and dignified.

He Changzhen was leaning behind the desk thinking about something. eyes closed touched the sapphire on his thumb subconsciously.

I heard the sound of the door sliding in front of the study, and then slowly opened my deep pupil.

It turned out that Chu Yan came in, he was slightly surprised, and he saw the smile on her face. He was just overcast with the cloud and the rain broke down.

He Changxie beckons to Chu Yi.

Chu Yi walked a few steps to him.

"Why did you come to the study alone?"

There is no official document in front of He Sanlang, even the Mochi in the next ring is dry. He is not handling official business.

He Changxuan exerted his palms, and Chu Xuan was hugged and sat on his thigh.

Chu Xi made two attempts and did not break away, so he followed him.

He Changyu is tall and long, and Chu Yi is petite. Sitting on his lap like this, he looks like He Changyu is holding a charming “daughter”.

He Sanlang's slender fingertips searched for Chu Xi's silky hair wrapped around his fingertips, and a low magnetic voice sounded above Chu Yi's head, "want to think of a gift for Manchu festival."

Chu Xi's thoughts are not in the past two days. He Changmin reminded him that he remembered it, and it was almost the end of the Longevity Festival.

This year's Wanshou Festival is the 50th birthday of Emperor Chengping. Even the queen mother-in-law said that it would be a big deal.

At that time, these high-level mortal women will also enter the palace to congratulate them.

Not only is He Changzheng preparing a congratulatory gift, but she, as a Jinyi villager, must also prepare her own gift.

Chu Xi saw his eyebrows frown slightly, and asked, "Are there any ideas?"

He Changyi stretched out an arm to stop Chu Yi's waist and waist slightly slipping, and the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted. "How about Xueshan Lanhua?"

Emperor Cheng Ping, the master of the mountains and rivers of the Great Wu Dynasty, is the most indispensable for silver. Of course, if he wants to give him a birthday gift, he must also send it to his heart.

Their husband and wife are not close people around Emperor Cheng Ping. Naturally he doesn't know his hobbies, so he can only choose something novel and give it away.

At the beginning, there was only one snow mountain orchid flower that was used as a medicine for Mrs. Jing Anbo. Listen to the doctor of Miao, the snow mountain orchid flower in the northern part of the Aming Mountain is more precious than the century-old ginseng and ganoderma. It has reached an exaggerated state that can cure all diseases, but it can be used as a medicine for many ills, and it will have surprising results.

This was passed down from Dr. Miao Shen, the pharmacology of Xueshan Lanhua didn't even know the Physician who was the chief physician of the palace.

Such a strange medicine is not shabby as a gift to Emperor Chengping.

Chu Min nodded for a moment, "It just happens that we have one left, and this gift is more decent than those gold and jade."

So the couple made a congratulation on Chengping Emperor's Longevity Festival.

He Changxi saw that she was in a much better mood, jokingly, "what can I do for you?"

Chu Xi smiled slyly, "I will be much simpler, and I will cook a dish and bring it into the palace."

He Sanlang nodded the tip of Chu Yan's nose, he suddenly said positively: "After the Longevity Festival, we will move out."

Chu Yun suddenly sat upright, eyes widened and he didn't dare to talk: "Really? Have you discussed with Dad?"

He Changxu bowed. In the past two days, he and his father cleared the entire Bofu.

I also figured out why Brother He Changqi suddenly asked to marry Pan Nianzhen, and at the same time, he wanted to surrender the son of the world to He Changzheng.

It turned out that Aunt Grandma He Ying and Pan Nianzhen approached He Changqi in private.

He said that as the eldest son in the family, he corrupted his family style. If he didn't marry Pan Nianzhen, He Ying would publicize the scandal and make the whole government prestigious.

He Changqi, who got into the horns of the horns, made that decision in despair.

He Changzheng already discussed with Jing Anbo. He and her daughters will be sent to Zhuangzi in two days, and the family will be guarded.

Some of the subordinates in Gyeonggitang also have to be replaced, so there is another trouble.

As soon as Jing Anbo comes back, the marriage of the second brother He Changyu will also be mentioned on the agenda.

Brother He Changqi has just left and is not leaving soon. Isn't it anxious to remarry?

Once the elder brother He Changqi marries his wife, his third brother, who has been sealed off, will not be very good at Fuzhong, so it's better to go out and do it alone.

In addition, Mrs. He still has opinions about Chu Ye.

In fact, the old lady does not know about this, but before she officially moved out, He Changzheng did not intend to tell her grandmother.

Seeing how well Saburo arranged, Chu Xi ironed endlessly, her smiling Xing Xuan bent.

"Where will we live in the future?"

Even though Chu Yan has lived in the Dawu Dynasty for nearly a year, but she is still a modern person in her bones, she still hopes to have a small home with He Hechang.

He Saburo already secretly looked at several homes, he lowered his head and smiled, "Take you to see it in another day?"

Chu Yi naturally agreed to them. They don't lack silver now, they still have to choose a mansion that they like.

The little couple here is all over the haze, but they don't know where the trouble is brewing.

An ordinary carriage stopped outside a small courtyard of an ordinary house in the west of Shengjing City.

The curtain was lifted. The first person to jump off the carriage was a middle-aged man in a gray suit. The man wore a sword around his waist. After jumping off the carriage, he drove the curtain respectfully and lifted the inside. The young man helped.

The young man getting out of the car has a delicate face. If it were not for the larynx knot protruding between the necks, it would be beautiful and indistinguishable.

The armor followed Xiao Bojian and whispered in his ear, "Master, this is it."

Xiao Bojian frowned, then pushed the door in.

The layout of this remote courtyard is the most common residential layout. The courtyard is divided into east-west box house and main house. A persimmon tree is planted in the courtyard, and a well is next to the persimmon tree.

Xiao Bojian glanced over, only to see a girl in Tsing Yi guarding the door of the West Chamber.

He paused for a moment, with a flash of disgust in his eyes, but he quickly covered it.

He strode towards the West Chamber, with Wei Jia lowering his head behind him, and finally Xiao Bojian pushed the door into the West Chamber. Wei Jia and the Tsing Yi girl stayed outside the door.

It won't be long before there is an ambiguous voice of men and women in the West Chamber.

The woman's voice is strange, but it is coquettish.

Jia Jia is a martial artist, with five senses. His brow frowns, and the girl in Tsing Yi next to her face is crimson.

After half an hour, the west chamber finally calmed down.

The armour guarding outside the door also breathed a sigh of relief.

The cabin is filled with a strong smell.

The furnishings in the room are simple, only one bed, one table and two chairs, but the things are all good things, obviously they are intentionally arranged.

At this time, the voice of men and women was heard in the closed bed.

The boy's voice is Xiao Bojian. His voice is cold and cold, and it is easy to recognize.

While the female voice is soft and beautiful, it is gentle and coquettish.

Listening to the female voice, I know that this woman is not very young, at least she is over twenty years old.

She gave a giggle and shaved Xiao Bo's pale white chest with bright red nails.

"I didn't expect the champion Yuen Lang to be so powerful, Mrs. Ben almost killed you."

Xiao Bojian held the woman with a mature and plump body in his arms, his disgust flashed in his eyes again, his mouth flared, his head bowed and a hot air was blown into the woman's ear, and his palm was stretched out to hold the woman full Pinched his chest.

"I'm so good, isn't it good to satisfy you?"

The woman suddenly laughed at him with this sentence, Feng Feng's body also shivered. She put her thigh on Xiao Bojian and twisted it on purpose.

"Doesn't Madam just like your amazing look."

Xiao Bojian suddenly pushed away the woman.

"What happened to what I asked you to do?"

His voice finally couldn't be masked, and he was cold.

If it wasn't for the woman who was still with him, he would be tempted to jump into the tub and wash his body immediately.

The woman gave a giggle again, and she stuck again, lying on the back of Xiao Bojian Chiguo, stroking the smooth back of Xiao Bojian with the palm of her hand, and then went down.

"Don't you feel relieved, Mrs. Ben? How can you thank me this time?"

As soon as the woman's voice fell, Xiao Bojian felt that an important part in front of him was wrapped in a slippery hand.