Cross the prayer space

Chapter 741 Cat Monster Revenge Turn 8
An Ran really wanted to reply, she didn't know whether you were popular or not.

However, after glancing at the man who was staring at him deeply, An Ran automatically changed the subject, "Why, it's too late for His Majesty to come and concubine to be happy."

To be honest, An Ran's expression was extremely perfunctory, her tone was even more casual, and she was completely absent.

Emperor Chenlong stared at her for a long time, and finally wrapped her tightly in his arms, "You are the only one in my harem, Jiang Anran, do you want to give birth to a child for me?"

No, An Ran's brain froze, the script was wrong, she stretched out her hand to his chest, with doubts in her eyes, "Your Majesty, are you sure you are awake now?"

Emperor Chenlong smiled sullenly, "That's natural."

An Ran was silent for a long time, and said very sincerely, "But, I don't want to give birth to you."

"Jiang Anran, your courage is getting bigger and bigger." Emperor Chen Long stroked her long hair, and his tone was neither joy nor anger.

"Your Majesty praises me, my concubine has always been like this." An Ran said with a fake smile,
Ah bah, she wants to scold people very much now, she's mentally retarded, it's really embarrassing to him.

Chen Longdi suddenly felt bored, "Get up."

An Ran really wanted to chop him up, she got up and sat opposite, "If my concubine remembers correctly, His Majesty pulled me first, right?"

Emperor Chenlong looked back at her, with a strange light in his eyes.

An Ran was terrified by what he saw, "What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

Emperor Chen Long looked away, "I remember, you were born in the moon, right?"

"En," An Ran lazily replied.

Emperor Chenlong smiled, "You know, with your physique, you are most likely to provoke unclean things."

An Ran took a sip of tea, "If it was true, I would have died eight hundred times already."

Emperor Chenlong laughed loudly, "You are still alive because you live in the imperial palace. I have heard that you were in Jiang's mansion when you were young, but you often fell ill."

"Your Majesty really knows all these little things." An Ran said slightly mockingly.

Emperor Chenlong's expression remained unchanged, he just hooked the corners of his lips, "I want you to do me a favor."

"What's the matter?" An Ran played with the tassels around her waist.

"On the day of Hungry Ghost Festival, I want you to stay in the cold palace for one night. Don't worry, I will be with you." Emperor Chen Long stared at her and said such a request.

"Huh?" An Ran was puzzled, this request was a bit outrageous, but she still knew about the Ghost Festival, a day when ghosts travel at night.

She is a woman with a pure yin physique. On the day of the Ghost Festival, she ran to the place with the most yin in the cold palace. Isn't this a target?

Seeing Chen Longdi's serious expression, An Ran suddenly touched his chin, perhaps, it was a good day to die.

"No problem," An Ran readily agreed.

Emperor Chenlong looked at her for a long time, and his expression gradually eased, "I have nothing to do today, can I go out of the palace?"

An Ran's eyes lit up, "Okay."

Not long after noon, a simple carriage drove out from the palace gate.

An Ran looked at the street outside through the gap in the curtains, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

At this time, she was dressed in men's clothing, and she was extremely handsome, with a flying breath between her brows, like a young man in fresh clothes and angry horse.

"Can I go down?" An Ran looked at the delicious food outside, and looked at Emperor Chen Long eagerly.

Emperor Chenlong was silent, "Defu, stop the car."

As soon as the carriage stopped, An Ran couldn't wait to jump off.

Emperor Chenlong followed closely behind, Defu gave a few words to the guards driving the horses, and quickly followed.

An Ran walked in front, running around and stopped in front of a small biscuit stall, "Bring me some," she looked back at the number of people, "Bring me four biscuits."

"Okay." The peddler smiled happily and made four steaming pancakes.

An Ran took it happily, and handed one to Emperor Chenlong, and two to Defu, "This is yours, and there are guard Hu's."

Defu quickly took it, handed it to the guard Hu who followed him, and then took out the money bag to pay.

An Ran took a bite, the freshly baked biscuits were crispy, sprinkled with sesame seeds, and filled with meat stuffing, as soon as she took a bite, An Ran's happy eyes narrowed.

Compared to her happiness, Emperor Chenlong felt a little disgusted. He stared at the biscuits in his hand for a while, then at An Ran who was devouring them, and finally took a bite.

Although it is not as exquisite and delicious as Gongzhongmei's, it still leaves a mouthful of fragrance. After one bite, the combination of shortbread and meat can be said to be perfect lingering on the lips and tongue.

After he finished the pancake in his hand, An Ran had already set his sights on other delicacies.

When they finished eating all the way, Emperor Chen Long had some doubts. Is this woman's stomach a bottomless pit? After going all the way, he couldn't bear it, but Jiang Anran didn't feel it at all, and even felt a little unsatisfied.

Finally arrived at a restaurant, An Ran turned her head and looked at her eagerly, "Master Chen, let's go in and have something to eat, I heard that his house's signature, Drunken Duck is a must."

Emperor Chenlong couldn't help but said, "Aren't you going to hold on?"

An Ran shook her head, "No, I can still eat another duck."

"You," Emperor Chen Long hadn't finished speaking when a suspicious voice sounded in his ear.

"Your Majesty, son!"

An Ran and Chen Longdi turned their heads to look, only to see a young man in an orange-yellow robe with a fan pinned to his waist walking over.

At this time, seeing that it was really His Majesty who was supposed to be in the palace, he was a little stunned for a moment, "Young Master." He clasped his fists and saluted, then looked at the young man next to Emperor Chen Long, hesitated, "Young Master Jiang? "

Emperor Chen Long pressed his fist against his lips, "Ahem, Mr. Su, please stay safe."

Mr. Su twitched the corner of his mouth, "Master, are you going to enter the restaurant?"

"Exactly," Emperor Chen Long said calmly.

"In this case, it's better to be my boss, and invite the two of you to have a little gathering."

"It's so good." Glancing at Jiang Anran's excited eyes, Emperor Chen Long agreed.

Under the leadership of Mr. Su, several people successfully entered the Tianzi box, An Ran naturally ordered the drunken duck that he had been thinking about, and waited for the food to be served.

As for Emperor Chenlong, he was discussing other matters with this year's No. [-] scholar, Su Xin.

From the corner of the eye, An Ran looked at Su Xin from time to time, and Emperor Chen Long pursed his lips slightly displeased.

In all fairness, Su Xinchang is really good-looking, with red lips and white teeth, and the whole appearance of a little puppy, well-behaved.

An Ran is extremely appreciative of beautiful things, after all, is it pleasing to the eye.

So she stared at Su Xin unconsciously. Seeing His Majesty's face getting darker and darker, Su Xin cried out inwardly, this imperial concubine, please restrain yourself.

Finally, Emperor Chen Long couldn't bear it anymore, and asked, "Is it good-looking?" His tone was gloomy, and it rang in An Ran's ear with a chill.

(End of this chapter)