The main god of fast wear is playing again

Chapter 809
He was like an innocent and helpless child, his slightly hoarse voice was begging.

Tu Zhimeng felt pain in her eyes.

She sat on the edge of the bed, with a slight smile on the corners of her lips, revealing two shallow dimples, and slowly patted his back with her small hands.

I don't know why, but the little girl feels inexplicably warm when she is by her side.

The next morning, Shangguan Lan slowly opened his eyes, and saw the little girl asleep with her head leaning against the bed, her little head was still a little bit, very cute.

Looking at Tu Zhimeng's small appearance, Shangguan Lan involuntarily pulled the corners of his lips.

Seeing that the little girl was about to fall off the bed, Shangguan Lan stretched out his hand almost instantly and brought her into his arms.

Even he was stunned for a moment.

The little girl is very light and soft, almost weightless when lying on it.

She breathed lightly, her bright red lips parted slightly, exhaling lightly, and her petite body rose and fell with her breathing, like a cute soft ball.

Shangguan Lan looked at the little girl who was in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking about, when she heard the nurse from outside barging in hurriedly.

"My lord is bad!" Nanny pushed open the door, and saw the two people lying on the bed stunned for a moment.

Shangguan Lan shrugged subconsciously, signaling not to wake the little girl up.

"My lord, the prince, the prince was assassinated last night."

Mammy's voice dropped a little.

Shangguan Lan frowned, got up gently, and put the little girl in his arms on the bed.

"Have you found the assassin?"

He changed his clothes and went out with Mammy, and closed the door lightly.

Mammy shook her head, looking at her master in surprise.

The prince seemed calm.

as if...

No, the prince has always been such a person.

When Shangguan Lan entered the palace, all the civil and military officials in the main hall were present.

In the center is the body of the prince.

"Ahem... I'm late, I hope my father will forgive me."

He saluted respectfully.

At this moment, the emperor was immersed in the pain of losing his son, lying beside the prince's coffin, weeping bitterly.

"Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon body."

The queen pretended to be concerned.

Concubine He Gui also stood there, her eyes blushing.

When she designed to kill the queen, she vowed never to attack anyone else again.

Unexpectedly, the prince is also dead now.

It seems that God has no mercy on their mother and son, so I can't blame her.

Seeing Concubine He Gui's shaking hands, Shangguan Lan couldn't help squinting his eyes.

The prince was assassinated, the funeral was held for three days, and red events were not allowed in the whole country for a month.

The emperor also did not go to the morning court for seven consecutive days.

...

"Brother Lan, my aunt said you were in a bad mood and asked me to accompany you, but what's your attitude?"

In the backyard of the Seventh Prince's Mansion, Shangguanlan was wearing a black robe, and Xia Ziyan behind him followed up with a clear hint of coquettishness in his voice.

She grabbed Shangguan Lan's sleeve, frowning coquettishly.

Shangguan Lan frowned, shook off her hand, and replied coldly: "Miss Xia is a married man, I hope Miss Xia can show some respect."

Xia Ziyan became even more unhappy when he heard that, and pulled his arm again, showing a shy face.

"My aunt said... Let me marry Brother Lan to be the princess, that's why I'm here to accompany you and cultivate your relationship."

Just as Shangguan Lan was about to answer, he saw Tu Zhimeng coming towards him slowly, knocking on melon seeds. Without saying a word, he walked over and leaned over to kiss the little girl on the cheek.

"This king has only one concubine, and that is Tu Zhimeng."

　My back hurts after sitting for a long time, let me rest for another day, tomorrow I will definitely be over six!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)