This morning.
Yan Jiaoran washed up as usual and handled government affairs.
But he heard Jinlian's hurried report.
Wen Zong Minglou of the Great Zhou had a gloomy and cold expression on his face, and he pounced on one of her courtyards like a vicious beast.
The yard where she hid men.
I was immediately filled with fear and was very worried.
What Qin Yuan did yesterday was truly worse than pigs and dogs.
How could he molest Yanran in public?
How could Minglou, a great scholar, tolerate such a shameful thing?
At least we have to break the legs of this dog Qin Yuan!
Who knows, he might even get so angry that he beat Qin Yuan to death!
If she really beat her bastard to death, how would she live the rest of her life?
No, absolutely not.
I have to go and see!
Yan Jiaoran didn't dare to delay and quickly called Murong Yanran over, asking her to find a way to send her out of the palace to see the world!
Unexpectedly, Murong Yanran burst out laughing and said as if nothing had happened:
"Your Majesty, don't worry."
"Since Qin Yuan dared to do this, he must have thought of a foolproof plan."
"Who knows, maybe Mr. Ming is the one he specially invited to perform the whole show."
"Your Majesty, just rest assured, he will definitely be fine."
"Qin Yuan has treated you like this, you wouldn't still want to throw yourself at him, would you?"
"Why bother—"
Murong Yanran was clearly making fun of the empress on purpose.
Yan Jiaoran was filled with shame, anxiety, and annoyance. She stamped her foot heavily and spat angrily, "Yanran! Don't be so ungrateful!"
"Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be prepared for the worst. Don't let Elder Ming really beat that bastard to death."
"Shall we go and take a look?"
Murong Yanran raised her eyes, raised her eyebrows, a gleam of light flashed across her almond-shaped eyes, her lips were slightly pursed, and her expression seemed to be smiling.
He uttered two words lightly: "No!"
"Go ahead, go and take a look!" Yan Jiaoran frowned and pleaded in a low voice.
Murong Yanran shook her head slightly, her eyes flickering with a hint of determination.
"He actually did such a thing in broad daylight..."
As she spoke, Murong Yanran covered her face with her hands, her voice trembling as she sobbed with tears in her eyes:
"Yanran's innocence is ruined. She has no face to see anyone, let alone find a husband to marry. Why should we care about his life or death?"
Yan Jiaoran bit her lip and glared at her, scolding her, "You're so talkative, you deserve a beating!"
"Don't I know what you are thinking about?"
"If you really want to get married, I will post a notice to choose a husband for you, and then this bastard will be mine!"
"Hurry up and think of a solution for me, otherwise, once the imperial edict is issued, you won't be able to regret it!"
"Don't blame me when the time comes!"
Murong Yanran raised her head awkwardly, biting her lip like a child who had done something wrong, and said with a blush on her face, "Your Majesty, if you want to see Qin Yuan, just say so."
"Stop making so many excuses."
"Is that tonight the day? Why are you in such a hurry to deliver the goods to my door? What are you planning to do?"
Yan Jiaoran's thoughts were exposed. She bit her lip and said angrily, "You are so talkative again. I must teach you a lesson!"
"Take my sword!"
As she spoke, Yan Jiaoran extended her index and middle fingers and pointed them directly at Murong Yanran's forehead.
Murong Yanran found the right spot, gently raised her arm, held Yan Jiaoran's fingers, and said coquettishly:
"Your Majesty, why are you poking people in the head?"
Yan Jiaoran raised her other hand and said with a sweet smile, "Think quickly, think quickly, come up with an idea for me!"
"Otherwise, I will beat you to death, you little girl who seduced the queen!"
“Chuckle…chuckle…”
Murong Yanran's vitals were grasped by Yan Jiaoran, and she felt extremely itchy. She giggled and begged for mercy, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please stop... please stop!"
"Yanran... I know I was wrong... I know I was wrong..."
"I'm thinking of it right now... I'm thinking of a way for you..."
Yan Jiaoran raised her eyebrows and caressed Murong Yanran's body more vigorously: "Will you dare to do it again next time?"
“I don’t dare anymore… I don’t dare anymore… I really don’t dare anymore…” Murong Yanran was about to cry.
…
Under Murong Yanran's planning, Yan Jiaoran finally deceived the spies outside the palace, and left the palace unnoticed as she wished, heading straight for her own little golden house.
You bastard, you didn’t expect that I’m here again!
hey-hey!
The empress rushed to the battlefield by surprise.
As soon as I entered the door, I heard a burst of excited voices coming from the yard.
"Husband, well said!"
I immediately couldn't help but want to ask, "You bastard, what did you say?"
Just as he was about to say this, he remembered that Qin Yuan seemed to be planning something big.
He was afraid that if he spoke up, his plan would be completely ruined.
I could only swallow back the words that were about to come out of my mouth.
Immediately, his face hardened again, he pretended to be fierce and said anxiously: "How is Qin...? Is he dead?"
The voice was filled with anger, and it was obvious that he was here to call for an explanation.
There is no need to worry about it falling into the ears of outsiders and spies.
Yan Jiaoran couldn't help but give a thumbs up to her own wit.
Hearing this familiar voice, Minglou was stunned.
Your Majesty, why are you here?
Are you here to bring an army to hold me accountable?
Yes, after all, Murong Yanran has been her playmate since childhood and her right-hand man.
After something like this happened, she naturally came to find trouble with Qin Yuan.
That's not right!
How dare Qin Yuan do such a thing? Didn’t he collude with the two of them in advance?
But if they had colluded, why did Your Majesty come here?
Minglou glanced at Qin Yuan and asked: What are you doing (flying a plane)?
Qin Yuan was also confused: I don’t know!
Seeing that Qin Yuan was keeping the secret again, Minglou had to suppress the curiosity that was fluttering in his throat.
He quickly stepped forward to greet Yan Jiaoran. After seeing Yan Jiaoran's figure, he shook hands and bowed: "Greetings, Your Majesty."
Yan Jiaoran hurriedly helped Ming Lou up and said in a gentle voice, "Master Ming, please don't be so polite!"
Minglou was even more confused when he saw that the empress came in disguise.
This is done deliberately to conceal the truth.
What are you preparing for?
Go to Qin Yuan for advice?
If you want advice, just let Murong Yanran come, or summon Qin Yuan into the palace. Why bother going there in person?
I'm afraid it's not, the person who comes has bad intentions...
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