Luo Ran knew about Zi Fu's death. It was the early morning of the second day. When Eunuch De reported to Lu Chen, she heard it from the side. Lu Chen's eyes flashed with impatientness and asked Eunuch De to retreat. In a blink of an eye, Luo Ran stood aside with a pale face.

After comforting her with pity, Lu Chen went to court for a while.

When Qingru came in, Luo Ran suddenly stroked her lower abdomen, her eyes were bright and dark.

Lu Yu's wedding was very fast. If the normal process was followed, the marriage of a prince would not be settled for a year or two. However, Lu Yu had only two months before the Ministry of Rites had prepared everything.

Lu Yu did not object too much. He didn't care whether there were multiple hostesses in the backyard. When Lu Chen didn't mention it, he thought it was less trouble. Now that Lu Chen has given marriage, there will be more women, so what can he do to him?

Luo Ran saw him the last time before his wedding was in the plum forest behind the Imperial Garden. There were few people who usually went there and were still remote. Luo Ran was followed by Qing Ru, and Lu Yu was not alone, but Zhou Xi was still there.

Luo Ran raised his eyebrows slightly and stood not far away to look at the two of them. Zhou Xi was wronged. He wrapped his hands around Lu Yu's waist. Luo Ran looked at the dark color of the fabric on Lu Yu's shoulder, probably because she was wet with her tears.

Lu Yu leaned against the trunk of the plum tree and fiddled with the plum branches hanging from above with one hand. A plum blossom was in his hand, making his fingers clear, and his leisurely look seemed to have not taken Zhou Xi's movements and grievances seriously at all. Even the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little more careless.

It had just snowed the day before yesterday, but the snow on the plum tree had not yet melted. Luo Ran flicked the buds in front of him, and the snowflakes fell down, attracting Lu Yu's attention. He heard the movement and looked over at him squintly until he saw Luo Ran standing under the plum tree, becoming the only color in the snow, and the beautiful plum blossoms dotted around him became only the background.

Lu Yu did not appreciate this beautiful scenery for the first time, but his eyes changed, and he paused his movements while playing with plum branches. He pinched the plum branches tightly, so that he could push Zhou Xi away without losing his composure. However, his body became stiffer and he looked straight at Luo Ran. The snowflakes above her head were still falling, and they looked at each other through the wisps of snowflakes.

Luo Ran did not make a sound, smiled gently at him, and owed her body gently. She was wearing a long red dress with a slightly mopping the hem of the skirt. She was wearing a cloak made of fox fur that Lu Chen had just given her, and her small face half hidden and half hidden in the fluff.

Lu Yu watched her holding the maid's hand and turned away until her figure disappeared. The smile on Lu Yu's face did not change at all. He pushed Zhou Xi away, and only the thrown plum branches showed his irritability.

Zhou Xi looked at him with red eyes, but Lu Chen lost the intention of playing with her just now. He bounced his shoulders, which were already wet with her crying. He smiled slantedly and turned around and said, "I will leave first."

Zhou Xi looked shocked, but he didn't expect that he would leave at this time, screaming "Lu Yu!"

Lu Yu didn't look back, but just shook the folding fan in his hand. Zhou Xi looked at his back, biting his lips tightly, let go in a dissatisfied manner, stomped his feet in dissatisfaction, looked around, and turned around and left.

Lu Yu turned around and his expression darkened. He thought about the direction Luo Ran had just left and took the shortcut to stop her.

Qing Ru here held Luo Ran, but the surprise in her eyes could not be eliminated. She endured for a long time, looked at Luo Ran's calm expression, and finally asked, "Empress, this Concubine Zhou and the King Xian..."

Luo Ran glanced at her with a squinted eyes and chuckled, "Concubine Zhou hasn't seen the saint for a long time, so she is lonely."

Qingru widened her eyes before suppressing the shock in her heart. She looked at Luo Ran's appearance that nothing had happened before, and finally pursed her lips, pressing this matter in her heart, and stopping her speaking.

But when I saw the person suddenly appeared in front of me, I still looked at him twice more.

Luo Ran also saw the person coming, stopped and owed his body "Your Highness Xian."

Lu Yu had just walked in a hurry, and then he took a few rests before he recovered. He wanted to go forward, but when he looked at the gentle smile in her eyes, he suddenly stopped and stopped moving forward. He no longer had the cynical smile he used to be, and he was more serious.

He said gently, "I'm going to get married."

A trace of surprise flashed in Luo Ran's eyes, as if he was puzzled why he wanted to tell her, but he pursed his lips and replied with a light smile, "Congratulations."

Lu Yu's fingertips in his sleeve slid across his fingertips. He looked up at her. She stood beside the tree, with snow everywhere, only the red color on her body. She smiled lightly, leaning against the maid, looking like the quiet years were quiet. Lu Yu suddenly gave up all his thoughts, and he also smiled lightly

"Thanks."

Luo Ran trembled his eyelashes and knew that he had finished speaking. He nodded to him, held Qingru and continued to walk forward, passing by him.

Both of them were wearing red clothes, the path was narrow and the light shoulders seemed to rub. She walked past without a trace of stopping, but it made him look back and stare.

Her figure disappeared, Lu Yu looked down at his hand. He was impulsive just now, and he wanted to hold her, but... he slowly held his hand tightly and gently twisted his fingertips. He looked up again, and he still smiled cynically and left in the opposite direction of her.

On the day Lu Yu's wedding, Luo Ran did not appear. After all, she was just a concubine. Lu Chen and the Empress Dowager went in person. He married the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's family. The woman was also famous in the capital for a long time. It was not considered as a humiliation of the Xianwang. It was because the Empress Dowager was satisfied with this person that she did not make any comments on Lu Chen's imperial edict.

Just as Lu Yu toasted Lu Chen, a palace servant suddenly ran in outside. He looked anxious and said hurriedly to Lu Chen, "Emperor, news came from the palace that Concubine Zhou bumped into Concubine Luo's ceremonial guard."

Lu Chen tightened his hand holding the wine glass. If Luo Ran had nothing to do, the palace servant would have messed up the wedding of King Xian without a wink. Lu Chen felt a little unstable in his heart and asked him calmly, "Is Concubine Luo necessary?" but he did not mention Zhou Xi at all.

His eyes were cold. The November day was already cold and frost turned into ice. The charcoal fire was burning behind him, but it still made the palace servant feel cold all over. The palace servant swallowed his saliva and replied in a trembling voice.

"Back... back to the emperor, Concubine Luo shouldn't have anything to do, but... it's just Concubine Luo is pregnant!"

The palace servant heard a crisp "splash" sound, and the wine glass rolled to the ground, and the wine splashed on his shoes and socks. When he looked up, he could not see the emperor. He only saw the Xianwang standing there. The palace servant looked boldly, but only saw his face turning frosty.

Luo Yun's palace was brightly lit, and Zhou Xi sat on the chair with a pale face. The palace servants and imperial doctors inside were in chaos, but no one dared to make noise. When Lu Chen arrived, he saw such a scene.

The palace maid came out with a basin of blood and didn't look at the way. He almost ran into him and knelt down with a trembling body, "I will meet the emperor!"

This sound awakened the people in the palace. Zhou Xi raised his head stiffly, and saw Lu Chen standing at the door with a condensation face. Without saying a word, it made people feel that he was under a heavy pressure and did not dare to move. A few drops of cold sweat dripped on his forehead.

Lu Chen stepped over the threshold without saying a word, and walked towards the inner hall. The palace servants on the side did not dare to stop him. As soon as he arrived at the door of the inner hall, Lu Chen suddenly paused and listened to Luo Ran's sarcasm inside.

Lu Chen's eyes suddenly turned red. Before he could enter, he seemed to see her biting her lips tightly, her face turned pale, and the mist in her eyes finally turned into tears, and her forehead was filled with cold sweat due to pain. She was most afraid of pain. At this time, she must have grabbed Shuijin tightly. His jade hand that he had meticulously maintained for her also bulged with blue veins.

He stepped in stiffly, and the people inside seemed to hear the movement of him coming in. He looked over and clearly saw the tears in her eyes falling down the corner of her eyes.

She was like a cub who had just made a sound, her voice was small and powerless. She murmured with unclear words, but it hit Lu Chen's heart - she was calling him.

"…Prince…I feel pain…”

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