The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort

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Song Ruiyang was alone at the waterside for a while, facing the residual lotus, until the sky was dark, Gong people began to light up the lights in various passages, and then got up and prepared to go back.

Before leaving, he stretched his hands and stroked the few remaining leaves that were not completely yellow. The delicate touch from his hands made Song Ruiyang remember Liu Yun!

At that time, Liu Yun interlocked with Liu Yun's fingers on the boat of the gang, drying his clothes. He focused on observing the gang and exploring the news. Who knew that this time he clearly recalled his feelings at that time.

A man ... the hands are so slender and tender, he is not a woman, the hands are not delicate and soft, but it feels softer than ordinary men but stronger than women.

Song Ruiyang walked alone in front of him, involuntarily extending his hand, tracing in his heart the position of the hand in his palm.

"Your Highness, what do you need?" Xiao Luzi fell behind Song Ruiyang two or three steps, seeing the prince reaching out and asked aloud.

Suddenly interrupted by external sounds, Song Ruiyang woke up and was immediately frightened by his absurdity, thinking of a man's hand ...

When Song Ruiyang returned to the palace, she found that the queen was sitting in the main hall waiting for herself.

"The emperor has made great progress recently, and your father and emperor are also very pleased to say that you are working steadily and upward."

"Speak straight to your mother. Isn't it the Middle Palace? Isn't the mother going to fight against her son like her concubines?"

The empress smiled, "There is nothing else. I just want to ask when Emperor is going to get married, and also import it to the palace. It is also good to have a little princess first."

Song Ruiyang has never cared about marriage. The marriage of the royal family is just a balance of interests and power. Who still counts on the deep affection of the couple?

"Don't worry, let's look at the Zhou family again. The children do not want to grow a relative. Family Zhou is a good person, but Zhou Zhiyuan's children are still not completely assured."

"You're all twenty. I'm afraid that even children can make soy sauce. It's really making my mother worry. There's a lot of trouble here. Tianjia is no exception. Even if you're not married now, you can care more about your fiancee. "

Song Ruiyang is dumb, Zhou Lanqing? What is there to care about? When I fell back to the city that day, I wanted to go to the Zhou's house to find a car and go back to the palace. When I walked to the door, I turned around. I would rather lower my status and hire a car at the dealership, rather than be fooled by Zhou Lanqing.

After sending the queen away, Song Ruiyang was sullen and did not want to read a book and fell asleep early.

The gradually full moon showed a little face from behind the treetops, quietly leaking into people's dreams.

"Hey, you fool!"

Song Ruiyang was overjoyed and looked up at the woman who had not seen for a long time sitting on the tree. "Why am I a fool? Where have you been since so long!"

"An unmarried woman has been mingling with a bunch of reckless guys all day long, so such a humble woman actually wants to cling to me, and wants to hook up Prince, Yan Brother, you have to make Lan Qing the master!"

In the moonlight, the sky was shining brightly, and the two figures were sitting intimately on the big rock by the creek. The woman who still had the charm was the wife of the Zhou family, but the man was not her husband.

The man's patience explained, "Wanmei doesn't need to worry about it, Zhiyuan and I will help stop it. Even if she has the chance to meet the prince, with her humble identity and the prince's impression of her now, that's not true of Lanqing. Affected ".

Although the woman is middle-aged but she is well maintained, she is still in a windy and sassy manner. Wen Yan leans towards the man ’s arms and says, “Lan Qing is your daughter, brother Yan. Your father will have more plans for her.”

Wen Xiang, nephrite, and grandson Sun Yan in Huai Gong had difficulty in self-sustaining. The two struggled to return to the rented farmhouse.