Chapter 172: A dowry, competing for the mountains?

"Where is the big night?"
In the evening, I took a shower and washed my head. Yan Ruirui suddenly ran out again. Ling Jingxuan could not help but be a bit strange. In the past, if he returned to the house, he would not be anxious to do anything like that? Thinking about this, Ling Jingxuan just wanted to talk about it, but see Yan Ruirui who was wearing his hair and walked back. The that had just moved away from the stool fell back. Ling Jingxuan looked back at the dressing table and looked at him: I said, how are you running in the big night?"
"Go get something."
Said, Yan Ruirui walked over to kneel in front of him, facing his doubtful eyes, a piece of green and transparent, while engraving a four-clawed golden dragon, while engraving a plaque jade with a red rope, and then leaning Hanging on Ling Jingxuan's neck, the length of the rope is just right, Yu Pei just stuck on his chest.
Ling Jingxuan looked down and looked at it. This piece of jade is no stranger to him. When he saved Yan Rui, it and other tiger-shaped jade carvings were all things in him. It was because of them that he would guess him in the first place. identity of.
"Send me?"
Raising your hand and touching the jade, Ling Jingxuan whispered, something that can be put together with the tiger character, must have any significant significance for him? Is it really appropriate to give him such an important thing?
"Well, the gift for you, although I still can't remember, but the intuition tells me that it is very important to me, the most important thing is only the most important talents."
Pulling his hand and gently kissing, Yan Ruirui looked up at him on his lap. In fact, when he went to the county last time, he planned to give it to him. Later he forgot it. When he said that he was preparing for the marriage. He suddenly thought about it again.
"Oh... there is not a tiger sculpture, don't you send me it together?"
For Yan Ruirui, Yupei and jade carving are the only things, right? Now he gave him the same thing, the smile on his face could not help but sway, the weight of the gift can not explain anything, the mind mixed with it is the most important.
"That is a messy thing, don't worry about it."
Subconsciously frowning, Yan Ruirui got up and touched his hair, and felt that it was almost the same before he took him to bed. The two lay side by side on the bed, and a thin layer was placed over them on the waist.
"This is also your intuition?"
Feelings, is he taking intuition as a meal? Does the tiger symbolize something like that, is it a troublesome thing? Although it seems that many people have sharpened their heads and want to get it.
"Well, that should be my uniform, whoever is bad, if you can, I don't want it."
One hand is resting behind the head, one hand is boring and entangled with his hair, and Yan Ruirui looks at the roof without a focal length. He thinks about it in many things, but some details are too vague. For the ambition, it is indeed a good thing. For his family, Jing Xuan, perhaps even a broken stone can not be counted, and, deep inside, he does not seem to like it.
"I don't want it, but I can't lose it. The only general in the Daqing Dynasty who holds the military power. This head is quite embarrassing, but it is also accompanied by danger. It is estimated that you have fallen to Lingjia Village twice because of it. The emperor’s family has never had any brotherhood. Although the emperor is your brother, must you fear the soldier in your hand? The tiger is in hand, you are the prince, if the tiger is gone, he wants to kill you and kill you. You have no chance to struggle. Now his sons are also big. The battle for the throne is also going to rise to the surface. Your prince who has the right to inherit and hold the military will undoubtedly become the target of all attacks, including the emperor. Brother and son, everyone knows how to choose."
Turning over his chest, Ling Jingxuan is the first time to talk to him about the battle of imperial power. China’s 5,000-year cultural history has gone through countless dynasties. No dynasty monarchy is calm and waveless, the most tragic in history. The nine kings won't know how many people died. If Yan Ruirui wants it, he will try to help him. On the contrary, he has other ideas.
"Oh... sometimes I am really curious, what are you in the head of your head?"
The strange thing is that Yan Ruiru did not seem to want to talk about this topic. He smiled and poked his forehead and did not continue. Ling Jingxuan’s frowning could not be checked. I wanted to figure out what he meant. I didn’t expect it? ? Thinking that he is losing his memory, Ling Jingxuan can't help but laugh. He really is too anxious. Who makes him have no interest in the mother machine world?
"When you recover your memory, let's talk."
Said, Ling Jingxuan lay back again, keenly aware of his emotional rapid fluctuations, Yan Ruirui sideways with one hand holding his head: "Why are you anxious? Whether I have the meaning of competing for the mountains, you should not be anxious?" Still, you want the most distinguished location?"
Fingers around his hair, Yan Ruirui's voice is surprisingly low, and he clearly told Ling Jingxuan that he understood his meaning.
"Do you think it is possible? Don't say it's the post, it's not a rare place for the throne."
In the eyes of outsiders, when the emperor is eager to eat, what is there, but those things, he has enjoyed it in his previous life, even the life that the emperor could not enjoy, he has passed, in addition, when What else can the emperor have? Worry about the country and the people, work hard? Sorry, he is not so fraternal, and he doesn't want to be exhausted.
"Oh, I know that it will be like this, so Jing Xuan, do what you want to do, and what you don't want, I will not be rare."
Wen Yan, Yan Ruirui couldn’t help but laugh. The reason why he didn’t talk to him before, because he was in memory, he really couldn’t remember whether he had any ambitions. The more important reason was that he didn’t want to He planned that the life he wanted was what he wanted. If he was not rare, he was not interested.
"Yes? Then if I want to support Yan children?"
Eyebrows squinted at him, Ling Jingxuan hooked his lips and smiled. Dan Feng’s eyes were full of evil spirits. Yan Ruirui didn’t even think about it:
That’s support, the child’s heart is good, although sometimes it’s inevitable to weaken, but recently It is more and more cheerful, and it is more and more imposing. In the future, if he inherits the throne, even if we are absent, and read the time here and your merits from the dragon, he will not start with our children.

As the saying goes, when he was three years old, he was old and Chu Yan grew up in the palace. It is absolutely impossible to say how innocent and kind, but he can see that he is a stubborn and cherished child. The same, just, it is difficult to walk into his heart, but these are not things for them at all, but now he still loves both buns than they do.
"Well, Yan is a good boy, and Chu is also good. You should have known for a long time that he is the queen who was abolished five years ago?"
Although the name is different, he has basically confirmed their identity, after the first meeting.
"Well, when I went to the town to inquire about the princes of the princes, I also learned about the royal family. Although it is impossible for the people to know so clearly, the general direction is definitely not wrong. Attitude, it is not difficult to guess their identity, but I still don't know how they escaped from the imperial city after they were abolished."
I used my knees to know how strict the guards of the palace are. It’s not easy for Chu to escape. And he can’t let the family behind him know that there is no foreign aid. For this, to be honest, he is very curious. As for why he fled, don't even think about it, it must be against the palace, no, more correctly, it should be a disappointment to someone in the palace. "When a person has something to protect." He will become very powerful. The Song of Chu is definitely not so weak in appearance. There are many secrets in his heart, and all the secrets are soaked in pain all the year round. Under such inevitable conditions, he can escape. It's not hard to imagine."
No one knows better than him. How painful and resentful it is in his heart. The difference is that Chu Ci chose to escape. In his previous life, he chose revenge.
"Is it?" Lightly hooked the lips, the black lacquered peach eyes did not bottom out, Ling Jingxuan faintly swept him, said: "I prepared him a big gift, if he is smart, he knows How to use it, on the contrary, I can't help, if he fails in the future, we will bring Chu Yan out of the Imperial City."
There is only Chu Yan here, there is no Chu Ci, that is to say, he did not intend to protect his life.

About the governance of the inner sea?

Yan Yurui raised his eyebrows, Ling Jingxuan nodded: "Well, there are some agricultural things. At present, the weakest thing in Qing Dynasty is agriculture. If he can make some efforts in this respect, he should take the trust of the emperor and return to the post. It’s not difficult, right, does the Qing Dynasty allow the harem to do the work?

He remembers that many dynasties do not allow the harem to govern?
"Do you think I might know?"
Shrugging, Yan Ruirui did not have a good anti-interrogation, he would not know if he wanted to know.
"Hey?? For a moment, I forgot, I can still handle politics. Chu has been married to the emperor for so many years. I definitely have his own way. What I can do is to help him return to the post, and then look at his own. Now, when you resume your memory, do you want to continue to support them? You can do it yourself. If it is not for children, I really don’t get involved in the battle for the throne."
Naughty and chuckle, Ling Jingxuan relied on his arms. The children here are not only two buns, but also Chu Yan. Perhaps he likes children very much. The nine-year-old Chu Yan is very good at him. Heart, he also really distressed him.
"Well, let's go to the county to get married in the 30th?"
This topic is almost over here, and Yan Ruirui's attention has turned to the marriage of the two of them. Although it is a bit of a haste, he really wants to have him justifiably, even if it is a day.
"Well, let's go riding on horseback. Go early and go back early. I have a trouble with the old lady here. I think they will not give up, they will definitely make trouble when they are not at home. On the 30th, Jing Han Jingpeng I should also go to the town to buy things. I don't trust my mother and children at home."
Nodded, Ling Jingxuan did not reject the certificate. Since he decided, he would not regret it. This is his consistent life, including their marriage.
"Well, I asked Old Zhou in the afternoon. He said that he did not send someone to inform us. But there is indeed a child who came to look for us. I am afraid there are people behind the scenes."
"Hey, I want to know with my ass. It must be a big house. The two couples are savvy. I have checked them. Soon after we rushed to Lingjia, they will be Ling’s family. If there is no problem, I will not believe in killing." The only beloved son was sent to the front line, and because Ling Chenghua, now Lingchenghua is already fine, and is ready to marry happily, how can they give up? ? I want to borrow his hand to kill, they plan to be very good, really take him as a fool.
"Oh... do you want to give them a gift?"
Dare to use them, presumably they have already prepared for them to fight back? "Oh? Do you want to shoot it yourself?" He raised his eyebrows and squinted at him. Ling Jingxuan smacked his lips and his eyes were full of smirks. Yan Ruirui knocked on his head: "Now their biggest reliance is not a son-in-law?" Let's give him a bottom-up salary. I will do it well, and you will wait until you watch the show."
Playing with them? Don't give them some lessons, I am afraid they really think they are afraid.
"Oh... then I am looking forward to it!"
Turning over and kissing on his lips, Ling Jingxuan is in a good mood. Some people solve the people on their behalf, why not? "Naughty, time is not early, Minger still has to work, go to bed early."
Knowing that he deliberately ridiculed him, Yan Ruirui was helpless. He was lying down and squatting on the quilt at his waist. In the past, if he slept with him, he would inevitably resist the impulse of the body. There is no such desire, presumably because it can be done in two days, the bottom of my heart is solid, and the body is automatically prepared to store energy spontaneously, right? "Ok"
Nestled in his arms, Ling Jingxuan gently closed his eyes, his hands and feet automatically wrapped around his body, and when he breathed smoothly, Yan Ruirui relaxed and slowly slept.