Please, I Really Don't Want Her Majesty The Empress To Be Pregnant.

Back to the house today.

It was already dusk.

Lin Tan'er left a meal for Gu Lan.

After he ate hastily, he was dragged by his wife to practice in the bedroom.

Mu Yuyan wants to be ashamed this time!

After all, she has been a genius in practice since she was a child. After Gu Lan's 12 hours of non-stop driving, she is only a step away from the holy land.

So she felt like she was doing it!

Whether it's physical strength or mental energy.

Gu Lan will definitely be subdued tonight, and he will truly stand up and become the master!

 …

bedroom.

Three hours later.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Mu Yuyan gasped for a moment, and begged for mercy with a blushing face, "Sir, I have something to say!"

"Ladies, let's talk."

"Don't interrupt!"

"What are you talking about, my husband never interrupts... oh yes!"

"...This afternoon, my concubine passed by Xizhimen and saw an abandoned mansion for rent, so I wondered if I should continue my old business and open a teahouse?"

Mu Yuyan suggested softly.

"Is the tea house...do you have money to open at home?" Gu Lan asked.

Although I am not short of money, it is all in the system space.

He never asked about the money at home.

It's just that I spent several thousand taels to buy the house before, so there shouldn't be much left...

Mu Yuyan nodded her head lightly: "Yes! Don't worry, my husband, Xiaoxi has helped my concubine manage the teahouse these years, and the business is very good."

"With our wealth, it's not a problem to rent a teahouse."

heard the words.

Gu Lan's heart twitched, and he looked at the empress in his arms with pity, and his fingertips gently ran across her three thousand black hair.

"Miss, thank you for your hard work. I have been studying in the study all these years, and I have never taken care of the family business..."

The words are not finished.

Mu Yuyan put her green finger on his lips, and Yuyan smiled lightly: "What did you say, this is what I should do!"

"Learn literary and martial arts and sell them to the emperor's family, so that you can stand out... that's the mission of the husband."

Get ahead!

Gu Lan shook his head, looked at her beautiful eyes and said seriously: "That's what other people think... My literary and martial arts are only sold to ladies."

Hey, isn't this selling martial arts?

"Fool, you sold it to the emperor's house, so you sold it to me?" Mu Yuyan thought to herself, with a sly smile on her lips.

"Miss, if you are tired from running the business, then stop doing business. I have money to support you, sir." Gu Lan comforted.

"Ok?"

Mu Yuyan blinked her eyes and looked at him with interest.

I knew that this guy robbed Hua Jianzong at that time, so he must have a lot of private money!

Empress is not short of money.

But he can take the initiative to say it, which still makes people feel very warm!

"Today I met old master Zhang Qingwei from the Jixia Literature Palace. I see that he has a lot of antiques in his cabinet. If I take one out someday, it will definitely sell for a lot of money!"

Gu Lan chuckled.

Mu Yuyan: "..."

Why do you feel ashamed to introduce him to the Palace of Literature, old master Zhang Qingwei?

"Sir, I've had enough rest!"

Mu Yuyan kept adjusting her breath while speaking.

His physical strength has finally recovered at this moment.

"Oh, here's another challenge? The little lady doesn't cry when she sees the coffin, right?" Gu Lan showed a "King Zhou" smile!

"Humph!"

Mu Yuyan pouted her rosy lips.

She was already a little timid after leaving the teacher.

But the mouth is still very hard!

After all, during the daytime, she was the empress of a dynasty, and she was very cold and domineering towards the courtiers, so of course she couldn't lose her aura.

In the bedroom.

The practice sound sounded again!

 …

Time flies.

After October, the weather in Beijing keeps getting cooler.

Many people have already arranged charcoal basins for heating.

Of course, Jixia Literature Palace is no exception.

And some students, perhaps to study hard for inspiration, or perhaps to gain attention, always like to read while shivering in the cold wind.

As soon as Gu Lan entered the Palace of Literature.

I felt an aura of "student master" rushing towards my face!

Let him, a scumbag who handed in blank papers, feel a sense of shame.

In Zhang Qingwei's tall pavilion, Beast Gold was grilled warmly with charcoal.

Gu Lan said to the little book boy next to him: "Zhong Ren, you can't learn from these idiots in the future, that's not how hard work is used."

"okay!"

The little brother nodded, indicating that he had written it down.

The old master sitting opposite Gu Lan smiled helplessly at this moment, and said slowly: "It's not good for my little friend to say that about them. Among them... there may be Dajing's talents in the future."

"The talent of the Great Jing?"

Gu Lan wanted to laugh a little, but because of the patriotism of the old man, he endured it, waved his hand and said, "I don't care about Dajing's affairs, and ah... this game is yours!"

A chessboard was placed between the two of them, and they were playing chess.

Gu Lan holds the black pieces, Zhang Qingwei holds the white pieces.

But at this moment, the chessboard is completely black, and the corpses of white pieces next to it are piled up like a mountain!

"Ugh!"

Zhang Qing sighed slightly.

"I didn't expect that Xiaoyou's chess skills are so superb. It was the old man who lost... Whatever you like in the room, just take it!"

"Master Chess is already very good!"

Gu Lan picked out a piece of azure porcelain and asked Zhong Ren to put it away, and gave the old man an encouraging look by the way.

Zhang Qing was slightly depressed.

When he was young, he was a master of Wen Dao and Qi Dao. Even if he was not the number one chess player in Yasukuni, he was almost there.

Unexpectedly, in the hands of Gu Lan, he played for several days without winning a game!

Of course he didn't know.

Gu Lan heard that he loves to play chess before, so he copied a chess record, and the system directly set the true meaning of chess +999!

There is also Zhong Ren, the master of the Tianji Shao Pavilion, who is helping to calculate.

The old man really has no chance of winning!

"This porcelain should be able to sell for a lot of money, right?"

Gu Lan looked around and asked a little happily.

At this time.

A familiar and soft voice came:

"Young Master, you have a good eye. This piece of celadon porcelain was produced in the official kiln of the Jin Dynasty. It was the favorite of the Jin Emperor at that time!"

"If it enters the world now, at least it will be worth a few thousand taels of gold!"

Gu Lan looked over.

Xiao Fei'er twisted her waist and walked slowly, her eyebrows were full, and she saluted each of the two people beside the chessboard.

"Miss Xiao."

Gu Lan nodded slightly.

Chatting with the old man here before, Concubine Xiao is not as coquettish as before, and she behaves like a lady of every family... It seems that it was all performed before.

Gu Lan's perception of her has improved a lot.

The titles have also changed from the unfamiliar "Miss Concubine" and "Xiao Xianzi" to girls.

"I don't know what the young master is going to do when he wins the sky celadon from the master?"

Concubine Xiao asked with a slight smile.

"Oh! My wife owns a tea house. I don't want her to work so hard, so I thought about earning some money to subsidize the family."

Gu Lan explained.

Xiao Fei'er was speechless when she heard the sound, but her heart was sour!

He takes care of his wife all the time, and looks so handsome, what kind of young man in troubled times is he!

When will my wife meet a...

No, half of it is fine!

Concubine Xiao sighed quietly, while she looked at Ying and felt sorry for herself.

Zhang Qingwei, who didn't know Gu Lan's background, raised his white eyebrows and asked, "Oh? You already have a family?"

"I have been married for nearly two years."

Gu Lan replied truthfully.

"Oh? Could it be that the exquisite "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" among the poems my little friend gave you was written by your wife?"

Zhang Qingwei thought of something, his eyes lit up.

Before the game.

The two still mainly communicated with each other.

Gu Lan has seen the old man's life's painstaking efforts, and of course he has given back to him the poems and prose of his previous life, allowing him to feast his eyes.

This is what can be called a true friendship with literature!

"Exactly, and besides that, it's a sheet music!"

Gu Lan confessed.

And now!

Xiao Feier, who is the number one luthier in the capital, heard that it was the piano score.

His expression froze, and his tender body suddenly shook!

Even though she tried her best to endure it, she still couldn't resist the poetic music score, and the strong longing in her beautiful eyes was about to come out!