Chapter 63 Volume 8

The current ninth princess Li Wanshu is the orphan of the Li family of the general Zhonglie. He was raised by his aunt and empress since childhood. He grew up with those princes and enjoyed the treatment of a princess.

The queen spent a lot of manpower and material resources to carefully cultivate her, hoping to promise her to the crown prince Liu Hong. Unexpectedly, Li Wan was not good at writing calligraphy and painting, and was unrestrained and had no graceful spirit at all. She was really hard to enter the elegant hall. The occasional strange words and deeds made even worse than the royal face.

On the day Li Wanshu was 12 years old, she proposed to marry Liu Yan. The queen was furious and blamed him for all of her for Liu Yan, who was still fighting on the border.

At that time, more than a year, Liu Yan was suppressed everywhere, and all kinds of incidents occurred in public and secrets. He had been dead several times in his life. Perhaps because his life was too tough, God dared not accept it.

Three years later, on the day Li Wan wrote a ceremony, an imperial decree was delivered.

However, so far, the people in the palace and the people in the world do not know. Li Wanshu insisted on marrying Liu Yan, but just wanted to stay away from the palace, enjoy the mountains and rivers, and eat the delicious food all over the world.

In the front hall, the Eight Immortals table was filled with exquisite desserts. A woman in a goose yellow smoky shirt lowered her head and ate the pearl jade dumplings in the porcelain bowl. The sound of the spoon hitting the edge of the bowl and the sound of swallowing and chewing was quite loud, and she had a free and easy and heroic posture.

This woman is no other person, Li Wanshu, who just returned from the capital, and Liu Yan married his wife by carrying a sedan chair.

From Shen Mo's perspective, you can see that the woman was eating happily, her legs shaking from time to time, and he twitched the corners of his eyes, which was so bold.

After burping, Li Wanshu smiled brightly. Looking at the demonic man opposite the garden that lost all the spring scenery, his eyebrows and eyes bent, "Cousin, why don't you eat?"

Liu Yan, who was sitting above, supported his head, with a lazy tone and a slackened smile in his eyes, "I'm full."

He has been used to seeing the right and wrong in the palace since he was a child. Li Wanshu knew very well that there was always a few evil smiles on the corners of his mouth, but he actually did not smile at anyone, nor did he take anyone seriously, except for the unknown death, Lan Xi, who had long been reincarnated.

"Frugality is the glorious virtue of the Chinese nation." She jumped casually, rubbed over and brought the bowl of glutinous rice balls in front of Liu Yan to her position, and ate them one by one.

Shen Mo took a breath and looked over, his eyes filled with shock. If it were not for the situation, he would have run over and grabbed Li Wanshu and asked, "Have you heard of Chairman Mao?"

Perhaps Shen Mo kept staring at Li Wanshu, and the expression on his face changed too obviously, which made Liu Yan's long and narrow phoenix eyes swept by Yu Guang slightly up. When he handed over the tea, he waved his hand casually, and the cup of new tea was spilled out.

Shen Mo pursed his lips, and the hanging hand turned red.

All the people around him shook their bodies and did not dare to let out.

Li Wanshu was also startled. The spoon in her hand fell into the bowl. She blinked her eyes and looked at the suddenly angry man in fear, "Cousin?"

Liu Yan picked his lips and looked at him with a smile, "Hmm?" It seemed that the scene that happened before was just an illusion.

After shrinking his neck, Li Wanshu swallowed, but he decided to find a way to move it out quickly. It is safer to stay away from this crazy.

She secretly glanced at the calm and silent young man. She glanced at him twice. She just found that the other party had been looking at her. Has her charm index increased significantly?

Thinking of this, a strange thought flashed through Li Wanshu's mind that made her want to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Isn't my cousin jealous?

She had heard that this young man named Cheng Wuyou is currently his cousin's personal servant. When he closes the door, who knows what will happen inside.

The New Year banquet is approaching, and the beautiful young men who have been quiet in Lanyuan can see every day. The male pets are starting to make small moves. The wealthy family members at home will manage the servants in the mansion, hoping to have the opportunity to get close to Liu Yan.

Naturally, knowledgeable talents will not miss the opportunity once a year and are ready to display their talents with all their strengths by then.

Most of them came to the royal palace with their family's explanations, trying to firmly hold on to Liu Yan's tree, but in the past few years, there has been no progress.

In the kitchen, I ate a meatball silently and put my eyes on the fragrant buns in the cage, "Mother-in-law, who are these for?"

"Made for the little princess." The old woman held the silent hand and touched the scald on the back of his hand. "It's useless. My mother-in-law heard that the prince is still young, has a bad temper, is not bad-hearted, is alone, is even more pitiful than the wild cat who often comes to steal food. If he does something wrong in the future, you have to forgive him."

Listening to the old man's suspected entrusted words, the corners of his silent mouth twitched, "Mother-in-law. The prince is thirty-two this year."

"Yes, still young..."

Silently, he held his forehead and accompanied the old man to talk for a while. When he saw Li Wanshu's personal maid coming over, he went over to say hello. The two of them were asking about their well-being. When they stopped, they had already arrived at the back garden.

"It's useless, come here." Li Wanshu raised his hand to Chen Si.

There were lotus leaf soup, plum blossom cakes, delicious soup buns on the stone table, and a few dishes of leftover refreshments next to them. Some saliva was stained on the book I opened.

He looked silently and bowed his head to salute.

"Can you sing? Dance?" Li Wanshu closed her sleeves and blinked, "Play chess? Play the piano?"

Silent shook his head, "I can't read a few slaves."

After staring at him for a while, she couldn't resist the scent of wandering in her breath, Li Wanshu simply stopped thinking about it, took a bite of the soup bag, and couldn't help but exclaim.

“Delicious, delicious in the world.”

Silently glanced around, he suddenly spoke three words. Li Wanshu, who was eating happily, stood up and grabbed his arm and spoke incoherently.

"You...you...you...you...you...you..."

He pulled out his hand and wiped off the saliva from his face, and his temples were pounding silently, "I am."

Li Wanshu stared at him, "Motherland."

"Chairman Mao." replied silently.

"Hongkong."

"Macao."

"Hahahahahahahahaha, what a brother!" Li Wanshu laughed, patted his silent back hard, and then started crying again, "I'm paralyzed, I've been cheating so hard over the years. When I woke up, I found that the handles below were gone, so fucking fucked. Looking at the steamed buns that bulged day by day in my chest, I had a nightmare for a long time, and every time I dreamed that I became a shemale..."

The sound of complaining in my ears crackled, my head tilted silently, and the corners of my mouth twitched continuously.

This man is not scheming at all, he doesn't keep his mouth shut, and is heartless. How did he grow up in the palace?

It's really a fool who is lucky.

The two asked each other, and the silent half-true answered, but Li Wanshu even said where the passbook was left at home.

No one expected that it would be the same city, the same school, the same college, the signs of meeting each other across time and space, and that good friends will be dispelled by the silent and calm eyes.

After a while, Li Wanshu realized that she was too excited. She glanced around and saw that there was nothing unusual.

"I'm level 02."

“I 03…”

"Come on, call senior."

The silent and plain tone adds the second half of the sentence, "I am a senior mathematics teacher in Class 03."

...

Li Wanshu was so shocked that her chin was almost falling off. She opened her mouth and finally stuffed a soup bun in it. After eating it, she let out a breath and began to slowly digest the series of thrilling news.

"Liu Yan has fallen in love with you. It's the first time I've seen a crack on the mask on his face in so many years. You didn't see him like that. You wanted to touch you but didn't know how to touch you." Li Wanshu continued to eat buns and said vaguely, "But I guess he doesn't know that he is concerned about you yet."

Silence pressed down on the corner of his lower lip, and something flashed through his drooping eyes.

"Damn, he has a problem here." Li Wanshu pointed to his head and spoke with lingering fear, "I suspect he has a problem with sperm."

Silence moved his eyebrows without even detecting it, and did not answer her words, but mentioned it casually, "You have no feelings for him, do you?"

"I only love little loli, and I am not interested in that evil and wild ancient president." Li Wanshu licked the oil on his lips.

The silent voice was still calm, and it seemed like it was just a casual question, "Then why are you..."

"I'm waiting." Li Wanshu showed a yearning expression on her face. "One day, I can buy a big house in Jiangnan, so I can have no worries about food and clothing, spend money like soil, beauties of all kinds, and have a gold medal for avoiding death. Then I can leave Liu Yan, the big tree."

The corner of the silent mouth twitched again.

His eyes rolled, and Li Wanshu whispered, "There is a dark room in Liu Yan's room, and his white moonlight is hidden there."

It was night, and the waning moon was like a hook.

After packing up the mattress, Chen Mo put down the rag in his hand and groping around the room. According to the plot in Gu Long's novel, he knocked on the bed and found that no piece was empty. He then went to shoot the walls around and touched the vases and copper tripods placed one by one.

While searching, he called the system under maintenance in his heart. When his hand touched a small area under the wooden table that was almost unobstructed, the wall on the left vibrated slightly, and then a heavy and slow sound came out.

Silent took a breath and walked in with the candlestick.

The dark room was fully visible, with only a piano and a painting. The person in the painting was a young boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing white clothes, and was elegant and elegant.

The painter uses fine brushes and smooth lines, which outlines the warm smile on the corners of the boy's lips, and the bright eyes with agility are clean and turbid.

It seems to be a living person, not a frozen painting.

Siren stood in front of the painting for a while, and just as he was about to turn around and go out, a warm breath brushed by the back of his neck, his pupils shrank and his body froze.

The man's cold voice was heard in his ears, "Turn it over to me."

Silenced tightly the candlestick in his hand and slowly turned around. In the clearly extinguished candlelight, the man in red in front of him seemed to have something flashed in his phoenix eyes, which was extremely strange.

With a wave of his hand, the candlestick was knocked off, and the light in the dark room suddenly sank. There was only a little light at the door. Liu Yan pursed his lips and smiled. The breath he squirted was filled with a strong smell of alcohol. He pinched his silent jaw and exerted force.

"I really underestimate you."

Chen Si frowned slightly, and he suspected that the man wanted to remove his chin. "Prince, I accidentally ran into a place while cleaning. Seeing the wall moving, I couldn't control my curiosity for a while, and I was willing to be punished."

He leaned up like a boneless person, his nose almost touched each other, and Liu Yan's eyes were covered with blood, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he casually touched his silent cheeks.

"Can you pick up all your hands and feet and put them in a cage?"

Silence rolled the Adam's apple a few times, making a very light sound from his nose, he said, OK.

The silence of the dark room was followed by crazy laughter. The laughter echoed, which made people feel creepy, but inexplicably felt the sadness.

Liu Yan went crazy. He grabbed the silent clothes and smiled self-deprecatingly at the painting on the wall. The expression on his face was extremely terrifying.

"Lanxi, you heard it. This man said yes, he is willing to live in the cage I made." A look of loneliness and sorrow appeared in his eyes, which was more of an unconcealed fatigue and pain. "But why don't you..."
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