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Chapter 898 This king has been waiting for you

"What are you talking about, those transplanting rice seedlings and sowing seeds?" Liu Ruyan came over and stared at the two of them curiously.

"No, it's nothing." The two of them looked away guiltily, but they did not dare to tell Liu Ruyan what happened that night.

If the prince knew that they were the ones who prompted him to sleep with Nangong Rou and get Nangong Rou pregnant, he would definitely beat them to death.

If the three of them had not mixed up at that time, the prince might have driven Nangong Rou away long ago.

"Tch, I know even if you don't tell me." Liu Ruyan said mysteriously.

"What do you know?" the two asked nervously.

Liu Ruyan rolled her eyes at them, "Your Majesty is a farmer. He planted rice seedlings on the land of Concubine Rou's house, and finally it produced rice. Isn't that what happened? What's there to hide? With my intelligence,

I know even if you don’t tell me.”

After saying that, he thought he was smart and walked away smugly.

"..." The corners of Mo Li and Mo Zhu's mouths twitched fiercely.

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After everyone dispersed, the hall suddenly fell into silence.

Chu Xuanchen's body was shrouded in shadow. He poured himself a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it.

This old Lihuachun is very strong. As soon as the wine is taken into the mouth, there is a burning sensation in the throat. The wine enters the heart of the lungs, and the sorrow turns over and over again. The light sorrow does not dissipate, but the heart is full of stagnation.

As the saying goes, drinking with flowers is nothing more intoxicating than drinking with flowers; flowers are beauties and wine is sorrow.

Who says wine can relieve worries?

This wine is simply about sadness. The more you drink, the drunker you get, and the more you drink, the sadder you become.

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Darkness is coming soon, and the weather is getting better and better. The night is no longer so cold, just a little bit cool.

Yun Ruoyue walked out of the room and walked to the yard alone to look at the stars.

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She was in a bad mood today and didn't want to be disturbed, so she asked Feng'er and the others to do embroidery work in the house without following her.

She wanted to be alone for a while.

In the night sky tonight, the moonlight is hazy. There are only a few lonely stars in the sky. They are far apart and the starlight is very weak. You have to look carefully to see that they are working hard to shine.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard they try, they can only emit a faint glow under the cover of clouds.

Such loneliness is very much like her.

In the Star Pavilion opposite, the lights were dim and there was no sound. It was really a quiet and deserted night.

Suddenly, I heard a "crunch" sound, the sound of feet stepping on the branches.

When Yun Ruoyue turned around, she saw a noble black figure walking out from under the pear tree.

Chu Xuanchen, why is he here and standing under the pear tree in her yard?

Looking at the situation, it seems that he has been standing here for a long time.

"Why are you here?" As soon as Yun Ruoyue opened her mouth, she found that her voice was trembling and choked with sobs.

Thinking of Nangong Rou's pregnancy, her heart ached and her eyes turned red.

"I have been waiting for you here. After waiting for you for a long time, you finally came out." Chu Xuanchen walked over and looked at Yun Ruoyue distressedly.

Yun Ruoyue glanced at him in shock, "When did you come? Why didn't you go in? It's so cold standing here."

As soon as he came over, she smelled a strong smell of alcohol, which showed that he had drunk a lot.

The breeze blew, and the slightly drunken smell of alcohol blew in, and there was a pleasant smell.

The light aroma of wine is refreshing and exciting.

"Is it cold? I just feel so cool, not cold at all." Chu Xuanchen said, having already taken off his robe, gently put it on Yun Ruoyue's body, and held it up for her, his voice

Gentle and low, "Is it still cold?"

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