Lan Nian'an suddenly smiled, as if An Nuanzhi's question was just a joke. His eyebrows and eyes were so cold that he suddenly touched her cheeks gently and said quietly.

"Don't be naive, baby, we are all over the age of being naive. You know that I will not let you leave me, so all you have to do in your next life is nightmare."

"I will resist!" An Nuanzhi was not willing to be outdone.

"Okay, let me see how you resist!" He grabbed An Nuanori's hair fiercely, and Lan Nian'an pressed her into the water. Just when An Nuanori thought she was about to suffocate, he gently lifted her up again, as if he was dealing with a little chick.

When An Nuanori floated up from the bottom of the water, her mood had fallen to the bottom. She was talking to a demon. If she wanted to retain her remaining dignity, she could only use the only way.

"Let me die. Since you hate me, let me die."

Raninian surrounded An Nuanori. His smile was cold, but his voice was as beautiful as the sound of nature.

"How can I bear to let you die? I will let you live well. I will make you afraid as soon as you see me and never want to leave me again..."

Lan Nian'an's almost conquering words resounded through An Nuanzhi's brain. When she came to her senses, she was the only one in the empty bathhouse.

At this moment, An Nuanzhi's whole body was cold. Even though the water in the bath soup was warm, she still felt so cold and numb. What kind of life would she live in the future? If she wanted to stay by his side, would she still have a way out?

At this time, a little eunuch walked in, "Empress, the emperor just issued an order, you can go to see the little prince."

In just one short sentence, An Nuanzhi felt as if she had come back to life. She forgot the pain on her body. As long as she could see the little cake, she would have no regrets.

But then again, Lan Nianan actually agreed to let her meet Xiaocai. He was not as inhumane as he described in his tone.

I don’t know what it feels like in my heart. An Nuanzhi shook her head and told herself that Lan Nianan was just a cat crying rat and pretending to be compassionate. He had many tricks and was deeply cunning. She was not just a 28-year-old, so don’t be deceived again.

After tidying up in front of the mirror, An Nuanzhi took a deep breath and specially chose a dark green long sleeves and dignified long skirt, and took off all the hair accessories from her hair.

The mother should be the most sacred and beautiful word in the heart of the child. She should also stand in front of the cake with the most beautiful and clean appearance, telling him that she is his mother, she is still alive, and she misses him very much. The most important thing is that she has to compensate for the motherly love she has lacked for him over the past three years......

The Prince's Hall may not be very cool even in autumn, and it makes people soaked in sweat from the inside out for several layers.

Many servants come and go, and they are all busy and in a hurry.

Rongle came here half an hour ago, and everyone in and out of the underground salutes, "Princess Rong is auspicious."

Rong Le shook her handkerchief in disgust, fearing that the choking Chinese medicine smell would be contaminated by the smell of fragrant powder, so she didn't even want to go in.

"Princess Rong, are we still going in?" The little maid next to me didn't know whether their master was standing at the door or not?...

Rong Le rolled his eyes and said, "Get in, of course we will go in! Don't we say that the little cake's slippery head is about to return to the west? I'm going to send him a ride."

Rongle's words were quite vicious, but then again, from her side, she certainly hoped that the little cake would die. In this case, An Nuanzhi would not even have the only hope and backer in the palace. Rongle was the biggest winner, and she wanted to be the queen's position.

As if he saw a bright future, Rong Le's mouth raised high and he twisted and entered the Prince's Hall.

"Puff, what smells so bad!" Rong Le frowned in dissatisfaction as soon as she entered. If she hadn't been eager to know whether the cake was dead or not, she wouldn't have taken a look in her life.

When an old doctor named Chang Heng saw Rong Le, Su Wen was favored by the emperor recently, so he was naturally very respectful.

"Princess Rong is lucky."

"Jixiang is so lucky! I am almost suffocating!" Rong Le slowly raised his eyelids, "Stop talking nonsense, is the little prince dead?"

Rongle's words made the imperial physician frown in disgust. No one said this. You can tell that Rongle's heart is extremely vicious in just one sentence.

The imperial physician's attitude changed and he replied coldly, "The little prince is no longer in trouble, lively and healthy."

"What! Didn't you say that you'll die soon after your wrist is cut?" Rong Le's eyes widened and his face changed. Could it be that all she heard was spreading rumors?

The imperial physician thought that this Rongpin was really impatient, and he kept talking nonsense without verifying the truth of the rumors. Such a person would suffer a loss in the harem sooner or later.

"When I return to Concubine Rong, it was not the little prince who was injured, but Jiu Beizi. Jiu Beizi cut his left hand with a sharp sword. He has not woken up yet and has just been sent back to the vassal prince's mansion. But it probably is not a serious problem." After saying this, the imperial physician took the medicine box and said goodbye and went there to go. He was already disgusted with Concubine Rong.

"What? The little prince is fine?" Rong Le was obviously disappointed. She did not hide her ambition at all. Her narrow phoenix eyes were all plotting.

At this time, a childish but calm voice came from the curtain, "Princess Rong seems to hope that this palace will die?"

The curtain was lifted, and the little cake was backed by his hands. His face was covered with ice-carved jade and mature atmosphere that was inconsistent with his age.

Rong Le's face suddenly turned pale, and she cursed others in her back and was heard by the person involved. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed and embarrassed, but she was used to being savage and arrogant, and she unconsciously said vicious words.

She fucked her hands and said disdainfully, "I think it's better to die. If I get pregnant with the emperor's child in the future, how can there be someone else's status in the palace?"

The little cake smiled, his innocent smile with a touch of innocent cuteness, and there were two beating beads in his bright angel-like eyes.

Rongpin was startled. She didn't understand that Xiaocai was sarcastic and laughed so brightly. Unconsciously, there was a chill behind her.

"What are you laughing at?" She noticed that her voice was trembling. Because there was an indescribable brightness in the eyes of the three-year-old child in front of her.

Xiaocai looked at the sky and said coldly, "I laughed at Concubine Rong who wants to be pregnant with her father's child, which is simply a fantasy."

Rongpin looked at him in shock. This little man actually talked to her with this attitude. Does her look ridiculous?

Before Rongpin could figure it out, the cold words of the cake rang again, "Princess Rongpin, don't you know that the powder you use every day contains musk ingredients. Musk will cause a woman to have miscarriage, and if you smell too much, it will cause a woman of childbearing age to be infertile. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk t

"What?" Rongpin was shocked. She quickly lowered her head and smelled the powder on her body. Is there musk in it? Why didn't she know? Who was so vicious and musk on her? A candidate quickly flicked her mind...

Rongpin panicked. Her desire for power and status made her hope for the next generation. If there was really musk in her powder... Rongpin didn't dare to think deeply, she just looked at the child in front of her in shock...

His gloomy smile and his domineering and coldness in his every move were exactly the same as Lan Nian'an. He is worthy of being the little prince that Lan Nian'an always thought was proud of. He was so smart that he could smell the musk smell from the powder on her body. If one day he was really named the prince, would there be her way out in the palace?

In the luxurious hall, everyone was busy around a bed, wiping the sweat and fanning the people above.

The person on the bed is sleeping sweetly, and only in his sleep can he show his purest expression.

A woman in a long windbreaker walked in when everyone was not paying attention, but attracted everyone's attention.

Several busy palace maids chatted quietly while working. When they looked up, they saw the woman. One of them fell a rag on the ground in surprise because the first impression that the woman gave her was too amazing.

I saw that Shuilan's dignified long skirt was generous and unconventional. Her face was not made up, but she was particularly pure. Compared with the charming and whitewashed empresses in the palace, there were fewer accessories on her body, but just a touch of Shuilan and a dark hair made her charmingly charming the whole country.

Women are all jealous, and most of them in this room are women, so after being amazed, jealousy comes out. A little maid with a good appearance takes a step forward and says coldly.

"Who are you? Is there anything wrong with coming to the Prince's Hall?"
Chapter completed!