Gu Zhuting and Shangguan Wan 'er's first meeting as Yang Fan's woman did not last very long. In fact, the two of them got along very well. However, the two of them had grown up in different environments and received different educations. One was good at literature while the other was good at martial arts, so they did not have much in common.
Of course, Shangguan Wan 'er immediately became Gu Zhuting's disciple when she found out that Gu Zhuting had an exquisite disguise technique. Everyone loved beauty, and all kinds of women had the same pursuit of beauty. Therefore, Xiaoman, A Nu, Wan' er, and Gu Zhuting immediately had a common topic and gathered together to learn from each other every day. But this was a story for another time.
If the two had not reached that point, and sat for too long without a topic, the two would feel embarrassed. Therefore, Gu Zhuting quickly presented a gift and obediently said goodbye to Wan'er.
Wan'er did not reciprocate with a gift. Gu Zhuting did not think there was anything wrong with it. Being able to get Wan'er's approval was already the best gift for her. She felt much more at ease.
Yang Fan did not leave immediately. After Gu Zhuting said goodbye, Shanghai Wan'er looked back at Yang Fan, who was still lying lazily on the couch. She smiled and said, "Miss Gu is not bad. I like her. You, ah, are really lucky. Xiao Man, A Nu, and Zhu Ting are all beautiful. More importantly, their temperaments are also good. The backyard is peaceful and peaceful. You are a blessed person. "
"Haha, it seems that Shangguan Daizhi has developed a habit of judging the poetry of the world in the court. You have begun to help your husband identify beautiful wives and concubines at home."
Yang Fan smiled and moved closer to her. He held her shoulders and asked her to lie down with him. The two of them faced each other. Yang Fan kissed her plump and tempting lips. He said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Shangguan Daizhi has a pair of discerning eyes. I am relieved.
Women always have to take care of their husbands and children. Beauty is only a temporary temptation. Temperament is the most important thing. I often travel from place to place. If it weren't for my woman being gentle and virtuous, I wouldn't be able to feel at ease traveling around. "
Shangguan Wan'er rolled her eyes at him and said coquettishly, "Stop trying to coax me. I only said that I like her. What does it have to do with you? Helping you identify it? Hmph! If I say I'm not good, you won't want it? You really have your own ideas. Which of your women did I choose for you? "
Yang Fan smiled mischievously and said, "Previously it was not convenient for you to leave the palace. Look, this time I brought him here for you. Even now, Lady Gu is still a virgin. Isn't there anything special about our family? Even the little baby in your tummy ran over on his own, causing you, as his mother, to suffer for him. "
As Yang Fan spoke, he kissed the plum blossom makeup between her eyebrows and gently stroked her belly.
"Don't talk about him like that!"
Wan'er rebuked him and glared at him. She then buried her face in his chest and quietly said, "Langjun, I have something I want to discuss with you. I have a child, and now I have the tacit consent of the Saints. I can safely give birth to him. But how to settle this child after he is born is a problem … "
At this point, Wan'er felt wronged in her heart, and her eyes were filled with tears.
She buried her head in Yang Fan's chest. Yang Fan couldn't see her tears, but he could hear her sad voice. He couldn't help but hold her tightly and quietly said, "I have wronged you …"
Wan'er gently shook her head in his arms and quietly said, "I don't feel wronged. Wan'er's family has been ruined since I was a child, and I was made a palace servant. I thought I would be alone in the palace for the rest of my life. Now that I have you, Langjun, it is God's love for me. Now that we have our own child, I have nothing else to ask for in this life. "
Yang Fan was speechless for a moment. He hugged her tightly. After a long time, he said in a low voice, "I have thought about this matter carefully. It's just that I haven't come up with the most appropriate solution. Do you have a plan?"
Wan'er gently nodded and said, "We cannot let the Saints suspect you. I plan to give the child to my mother to raise after I give birth. At that time, I will say that my mother was adopted from the Shangguan clan. Langjun, do you think this is okay? "
When Wan'er asked, she was secretly nervous. Although the child was born by the mother, the child always belonged to the father. The father's bloodline was the deciding factor. The mother had no right to decide the child's ownership. It had been like this for thousands of years. Even if Wan'er was doing this because of her special situation, she still had some selfish reasons for making this arrangement. She was afraid that Yang Fan would not agree.
She wanted to settle the child with the adoption method. That way, she could rightfully become the child's mother. She could openly look after the child. But this way, the child would be crowned with the surname Shangguan. Even if the child could be recognized in the future, at least it would be Shangguan for now. As the father, would Yang Fan be willing?
Moreover, it would be convenient for her to visit the child as a mother, but it would be very inconvenient for Yang Fan to visit the child as a father. Maybe he could only fly on roofs and run on walls like a cat burglar to take a look at the child at night. When the child was a little older, it would be even more inappropriate for him to show his face in order to prevent the child from revealing this secret. So Wan'er was very nervous.
After hearing Wan'er's words, Yang Fan seriously thought about it.
In reality, Yang Fan did not think as much as Wan'er worried. Wan'er had suffered a lot for him. Even if her method was mixed with some selfish reasons, it was still a mother's instinct. Also, after the child was born, the Empress would definitely pay attention. It was not very realistic for him to bring the child back to his home to take care of.
In reality, Yang Fan had thought of using the method of "stealing the beam and replacing the pillar" to bring his own flesh and blood home. But if he did that, he would first have to get a child to pretend to be his. This meant that there would definitely be a mother who would lose her child. Even if he could buy it with a lot of money, wouldn't he have to first make his own child bear a debt when he was born? Moreover, if that happened, it would not be convenient for Wan'er to see her own flesh and blood. Instead, she would have to often go to the child who was not her flesh and blood to give her maternal love. This was very cruel to a mother.
Yang Fan thought about it and nodded. "I can't think of a better way. Your idea is very good. Let's do it this way."
"But … in this way, the child has to be surnamed Shangguan."
Yang Fan gently said, "That doesn't matter. Even if the child cannot be crowned with my surname, what flows in his body is still my blood!"
Shanghai Wan'er listened with surprise and joy. She did not think that Yang Fan would agree so easily.
She was born in a wealthy family. Although she entered the palace at a young age, her mother, Madam Zheng, did not give up on her education. She knew from a young age that the family was more important than the individual and the family. In order to protect the family, the family members should not hesitate to sacrifice themselves. This idea had been deeply embedded in her bones.
All the interests that the family members protected, in the end, were for the inheritance of the family. And the most basic requirement for inheritance of a family was: blood. Therefore, a wealthy family would never consider the thoughts or feelings of a woman and hand over the child who should be crowned with their own surname to an outsider to raise. But Yang Fan agreed.
Wan'er was inexplicably grateful. "Langjun …"
She hugged Yang Fan and was so moved that tears flowed down her cheeks. She knew that with Yang Fan's ability, after the child was born, it was completely possible for him to secretly swap the child, or simply cause the child to die prematurely, and then bring their own flesh and blood back to the Yang family. He did this completely for her sake.
Wan'er said gratefully, "To have such a good husband like Langjun is the greatest fortune of my life."
Yang Fan laughed shamelessly and said, "Of course, if your husband doesn't treat you well, who else should I treat well? Look, I even spent a few million yuan to buy you a dress today. Don't doubt me, the Hundred Birds Feather Dress that Zhu Ting gave you just now is really worth a few million yuan. "
Wan'er couldn't help but laugh and said, "Is it three million and five hundred thousand?"
Yang Fan asked curiously, "Huh? How did you know? "
Wan'er snorted and said, "The Dugu family sent a letter. I was the one who asked shopkeeper Xin to buy that dress."
Yang Fan was stunned. "There's such a thing?"
Wan'er rolled her eyes at him and said, "You're really a forgetful person. You bought so many shops in one go, but you're the shopkeeper who doesn't have to do anything. You also said that Xiao Man is still in Luoyang, so you want me to take care of it first? The original owner of this Long Mao shop was Chen Guogong. After Chen Guogong was imprisoned, the shop's business was affected. By the time we took over the shop, the first place in the clothing and hat shop in Dong City had already been taken by someone else.
It's not convenient for me to go out, so I only made some simple arrangements for each shop. I couldn't come up with a good idea at the moment, so I let them spend four hundred thousand to buy this unparalleled dress. With this treasure of the shop, their reputation and status would be improved. Who knew that it would be bought by you, the owner. "
Yang Fan was stunned for a while and said with a smile, "It's a mistake. Haha, no matter who bought it, this dress was sold for a sky-high price of three million and five hundred thousand. With this reputation, no one can shake our Long Mao shop's position in the pugilistic world. However, even if it's my own, didn't I still buy it for you? Who do you think I'm so good to? "
"As if!"
Wan'er lightly spat at him and said angrily, "You and An Le are fighting for wealth, and now everyone knows about it. How can I still wear this dress? Once I wear it, who doesn't know that it's a gift from you? You're a man, so why did you spend millions to buy clothes for me?
Tell me, why didn't I give Miss Gu a greeting gift just now? First, I really didn't have anything suitable to give her. Second, I thought about it at the time. I don't have the fortune to enjoy this feather dress that's worth millions. You should take it back and wait for the day she marries and make it into her wedding dress. "
Yang Fan beamed and said, "That's a good idea. Wan'er is really thoughtful."
Wan'er said suspiciously, "Really? You didn't think about this long ago, did you? First, you generously gave it to me and made me happy. Then you took it back and gave it to your bride to wear. "
Yang Fan hurriedly shook his head, "Look at you. When have I ever schemed against my own woman? Giving you a greeting gift was something Zhu Ting thought of on the spur of the moment. I've always been a careless person. I didn't even think of this kind of thing. How could I have thought of such a despicable method? "
Wan'er curled her lips and said, "You, ah, aren't despicable. But to say you're careless? Hmph, who would believe that? "
Yang Fan moved closer to her ear and mysteriously said, "Your husband is really careless. However … there is one thing that is extremely rough. Miss Wan'er, you must have a deep feeling about it."
At this point, Yang Fan arched his body forward. Wan'er immediately felt something hard on her thigh. It was pressed against the thin dress, and there was a shocking heat. This fellow had eaten too much tonic, and his body was a bit too strong. As he spoke, he became aroused.
Wan'er's pretty face blushed. She turned around and said angrily, "Go, go find your Miss Gu."
Yang Fan took the opportunity to push against her plump buttocks and whispered in her ear, "I want you now."
Wan'er's heart felt a little numb from his push, but she didn't dare to be presumptuous. She turned around and pushed him, saying, "Alright, you're so clingy. Go back quickly. My body is getting heavier. What if I hurt the child? "
Yang Fan didn't dare to take the risk. He was just teasing her on purpose. Hearing her words, he still wanted to act obedient. He purposely sighed and lay flat on his body. His head was like a big tent, and his face was full of desire.
Wan'er couldn't help but want to laugh. She said to Yang Fan, "Xiaoman and Nu will only come to Chang 'an in a few months. I think you and Miss Gu are already ready. There's no need to inform them. Just take Miss Gu as your room tonight."
"Tonight?"
Yang Fan thought of the thousand-faced female assassin who could be flirtatious, charming, immature, pure, and unpredictable. He couldn't help but feel his heart palpitate. The flagpole under his crotch was immediately raised higher.
…
"That day, I went to Xingjiao Temple to offer incense. I saw a group of people in Xingjiao Temple. It was really extravagant. When I was offering incense, I saw that Yang Fan called himself Yang Qiao. He also said that the pregnant woman was his wife, and her name was Zheng Wan 'er. They all donated a lot of money. Zhang Changzong's name on the merit book was Zhang Liu … "
The reason why Du Wentian knew so much about their names was that he was unwilling to give up. After the incident, he went to check their names again. With his identity, he could naturally check the merit book of Xingjiao Temple. Because of this, he was even more certain that the three people were Zhang Changzong, Wan'er, and Yang Fan.
Li Guo'er patiently listened to him. She sat cross-legged on the couch, her body slightly leaning forward, one hand on her leg, and the other supporting her chin. Her movements were like an innocent and beautiful little girl, but her body had already matured. Looking through the middle collar that was as thin as a cicada's wing, her skin was snow-white and smooth, and the twin peaks on her chest were plump and round, exuding a kind of seductive brilliance that made men salivate.
When she sat up straight, he couldn't see anything other than a seductive cleavage. However, he could still vaguely see the outline of her breasts through her clothes. She wasn't wearing a bra, so her twin peaks were pressed against the thin clothes. There were two protruding spots on the clothes, faintly revealing a touch of flesh red. Du Wentian felt his throat go dry as he looked at her.
Princess Anle listened to him patiently. She excitedly jumped down from the couch and walked back and forth on the ground with her bare feet. "It must be her! It must be Wan'er. Zhang Changzong wouldn't treat anyone else so courteously. No wonder Imperial Grandmother couldn't be apart from her, but sent her away this time. She's pregnant. That's strange. Who could that bastard be? "
Princess Anle didn't suspect Yang Fan. First, Yang Fan didn't have many opportunities to enter the palace, and the possibility of him having an affair in the palace was almost zero. Second, she had heard rumors that Wan'er had close relationships with the scholars of the capital. She didn't expect that this talented woman would have an affair with a martial man like Yang Fan. Instead, she thought of those scholars. It was likely that Wan'er's lover was among them.
Du Wentian lightly lowered his head, and his infatuated gaze followed Li Guo'er's pair of snow-white jade-like, delicate, and graceful feet. The soles of her feet were fair and tender, and they were so thin that they didn't expose her bones. Her bright red nail polish, her silkworm like toes, her delicate and round ankles, and every inch of her skin and every curve had a kind of magic that made one infatuated.
Princess Anle only had a gossipy mentality at first, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt it was unfair. She got pregnant before marriage, and Imperial Grandmother treated her with disdain. Because of this, she had to keep a low profile when she gave birth to a little prince for the Liang Mansion. Otherwise, she could have used this opportunity to make a big deal and collect a generous gift.
As a result, Wan'er fooled around and got pregnant with a bastard. Imperial Grandmother took care of her and tried to cover it up for her. She sent her to Chang 'an to take care of the baby in the name of repairing the palace in Chang' an. Why? Jealousy made Li Guo'er instinctively want to make a fuss about this.
Then, she thought of Yang Fan. Yang Fan once said in Xingjiao Temple that Shangguan Daizhi was his wife? A cold smile slowly appeared on Li Guo'er's beautiful face. "Imperial Grandmother cares about her reputation the most. It's fine if this matter hasn't been spread out. But once the whole city knows about it, it can't be cleaned up. No matter how favored Wan'er is, Imperial Grandmother will have to kill her. As for Yang Fan, since you dare to treat me like this, I'll make it real. We'll lose our reputations and be beheaded together! "
The more Princess Anle thought about it, the more excited she became. She suddenly turned around and said, "Mr. Du!"
"Hmm, ah?"
When Princess An Le stood up, she paced back and forth in the room. Rays of light shone through her body, and her cicada-like undergarments couldn't hide her at all. Instead, it made her graceful figure even more enchanting. Du Wentian looked at her naked body, and his body had already unconsciously reacted.
Her graceful curves, plump and slender thighs, slender waist, plump and round buttocks, and pointy breasts, Du Wentian was completely captivated by her. His lower body stiffened. Fortunately, the robe was wide and easy to cover, otherwise, he would have made a fool of himself in front of everyone.
But when Princess Anle suddenly turned around, she still noticed something from his flushed face and heavy breathing. When Du Wentian was called, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Princess, what are your orders!"
Princess Anle's coquettish eyes glanced at him with a smile that wasn't a smile. She suddenly bit her lower lip and swayed her hips as she walked towards him. In just a few short steps, she swayed gracefully. She walked until she was in front of Du Wentian, and the tip of her sharp chest lightly touched Du Wentian's body. She then said in a sweet voice, "Mr. Du, what were you looking at just now, hmm?"
Du Wentian said in a hoarse voice, "Prin … Princess …"
Princess Anle's smile became even sweeter. Her chest puffed out again, and her warm and soft little hand lightly grabbed Du Wentian's trembling and hot palm. She said in a sweet voice, "Mr. Du, do you think I'm beautiful?"
"Beautiful … … beautiful … … as beautiful as a fairy … …"
When Du Wentian's hand was grabbed by her, he was so excited that he shivered as if he had malaria. Suddenly, his mind exploded with a "boom", because Princess An Le's hand, which was grabbing onto him, suddenly rested on her soft waist, and even lightly moved upwards, moving towards her soft and warm chest that was as soft as a pigeon's breast.
Du Wentian's throat made a gurgling sound. It was unknown whether he was crying or laughing. He suddenly opened his arms and suddenly hugged Princess Anle. Princess Anle stood there with a smile that wasn't a smile. She only turned her head to avoid his kiss, but her body didn't move at all. Du Wentian carelessly licked and kissed her smooth, jade-like face like a little puppy. His hands also began to move up and down.
The arrow was nocked on the bowstring, it had to be released. The current Du Wentian, even if Wu Chongxun caught him red-handed and took his life, he didn't care. Right now, he only wanted to possess this peerless beauty. Even if he died, he would still be a romantic ghost.
But suddenly, he let out another strange moan. His entire body stopped in place. Princess Anle's slender and boneless little hand was holding onto his erect penis. An extreme pleasure almost made him collapse. He wanted to enjoy this kind of blissful feeling for a while longer, so he didn't dare to move. He was afraid that the slightest stimulation would cause him to lose control.
Princess Anle lightly bit her thin lips and looked at him with a smile that wasn't a smile. She said in a sweet voice, "Mr. Du, you're very brave … …"
Du Wentian was like a wild beast in heat. He panted heavily and said, "As long as … … as long as I can kiss Your Highness, even if I have to immediately die … … I am willing."
Princess Anle giggled. Du Wentian suddenly let out a blood-curling scream. He covered his lower body with both hands and curled up on the ground like a prawn. Princess An Le elegantly combed her hair and squatted down gracefully. She still had a seductive and seductive look on her face as she gently caressed Du Wentian's face, which was contorted in pain. "Even if you want to die a horrible death, you can't drag me down with you. What kind of place is this? There are so many people outside, yet you don't care. You, you stinky men, all of you are the same … … "
Princess An Le slowly stood up and tidied up her clothes. Her face regained its prideful, noble, and inviolable demeanor. However, her jade-like feet were gently lifted up and lightly stepped on Du Wentian's face. "Young master Du, you're a man of striking appearance and elegance. This princess actually likes you very much. It's just a pity that at this time and place, it's really not suitable for anything to happen …"
Just now, Princess Anle suddenly and fiercely pinched his balls. It was so painful that Du Wentian couldn't breathe. The fire of lust in his chest was replaced by extreme pain. However, when those beautiful feet temptingly stepped on his face and he heard Princess Anle's words, Du Wentian immediately fell into a state of excitement again.
He stared longingly at Princess Anle, like a lowly dog waiting for its owner to throw a bone to it. Princess Anle swayed her beautiful buttocks and leisurely walked to the bed. She said indifferently, "You can leave first. Don't tell anyone else about the Shangguan Waiting System. Wait until I find out what's going on."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Du Wentian greedily stared at that full moon-like buttocks. He wanted nothing more than to transform into an angry arrow and fiercely stab into that full moon. However, he didn't dare to be presumptuous. His goddess had already given him hope. He could wait, wait for a suitable time and a suitable place.
He retreated and crawled to the side of the screen. He reluctantly stared at the beautiful naked body that made him infatuated. Only then did he stand up. When he walked to the door, Du Wentian touched the cheek that Princess Anle's beautiful feet had just stepped on. He then sniffed the palm that had just touched Princess Anle's soft breasts. He was intoxicated.
Not long after Du Wentian excitedly left, Li Guo'er, who had put on a coat, appeared at the door. With a frosty expression, she said to the group of servants standing solemnly in front of the door, "The few of you, clean up the room. You, tell the servants to prepare a carriage. I want to go to Long Qing Lane immediately and pay a visit to the Shangguan Waiting System! "
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