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    53 Brother, if one day…

    I have to say that Yan Fei has changed a lot. In the past, she was good at pretending to be weak, but she always showed a bit of hatred towards Yan Luan, but now she seems to be a lot more indifferent. She has been recuperating in the villa for a few days, and her whole body has plumped up a little, making her look more eye-catching than usual.

    “I thought you wouldn’t come.”

    In the garden full of fallen flowers, Yan Luan sat on the couch and looked across from her. The breeze was filled with the fragrance of flowers. She pushed away the tea handed by Yan Fei and smiled slightly: “If you have anything to say, just say it.”

    Yan Fei didn’t mind her alienation either. She returned to her seat and looked at the beautiful Yan Luan with unspeakable envy in her heart.

    “Aluan, you never know how much I envy you. We are both my father’s daughters, but we are so different. You have a princess as your mother, you have a beautiful face, and you are protected by your eldest and second brothers, but I… am just a concubine who is struggling to survive.”

    Yan Luan’s beautiful eyes raised slightly. These words were really familiar. When she was poisoned in her previous life, Yan Fei stood next to Chu Yunshang and said the same thing, exactly.If it were different, it would be that the eyes at this moment were not as full of hatred and sorrow as in the previous life.

    Look at the celadon teacup on the small table in front of you. The green tea is still filled with water mist, and the faint fragrance of tea overflows.

    “But then I thought about it, who’s to blame? It’s just fate. I didn’t want to accept my fate before, but now I have to accept it.”

    After sighing, Yan Fei smiled to herself and touched Yun Luo’s flat belly under her skirt. This was her only thought from now on.

    “It’s no wonder that as the old saying goes, good is rewarded with good and evil is punished with evil. Now I am suffering from all kinds of diseases. The doctor said that if I can bear the child, it is probably the limit…Aluan, I was blinded by hatred before, so I hurt you everywhere. Now, I just ask you to forgive me and help me.”

    The sincerity in her words didn’t sound like a lie. Yan Luan looked at her carefully and realized that although she had gained a lot of plumpness, her face was more haggard than before, and the fingers gently caressing her belly were frighteningly thin.

    “Help you?”

    Before coming here, Yan Luan thought that Yan Fei might express her hatred with red eyes, or cry and beg for forgiveness, but he never expected that it would be like this.

    Yan Fei got up and knelt directly in front of the small case without getting off the bed. Her somewhat calm face was full of pleading and hope: “If I can’t survive this test, I just ask you to help me keep the child. Even if I give him to a common people’s home, don’t let the gangsters snatch him away, okay?”

    Turning the slightly hot tea cup in his hand, Yan Luan raised his eyebrows and heard the strangeness in her words. He said calmly: “Bad man? Maybe you can tell me who the father of this child is.”

    There are not many people who can make Yan Fei afraid of snatching the child… After all, Princess Yongkang has allowed her to give birth to the child.

    Probably because she didn’t expect to be seen through by Yan Luan so quickly, Yan Fei’s straight back instantly softened, her pale face became sad, and the hot tears in her eyes fell unbearably.

    “Aluan, all I can really do is beg you now. This child… I escaped and that person will not let me go. He will definitely come to find the child. I beg you!”

    She’s trembling voice was filled with unspeakable fear, and her shoulders shaking from crying were so weak that it made people feel pitiful. Yan Luan pursed her red lips, and asked patiently again with a hint of light in her beautiful eyes.

    “Who is he?”

    Yan Fei, who was deep in thought, took a long time to respond. The hands on her stomach were shaking violently, and her squirming lips stopped talking. Looking at Yan Luan’s clear eyes, she could only grit her teeth.

    “…It’s the king of Saimo who sticks to the king’s tent.”

    Yan Luan was slightly stunned. She had heard the name of King Saimotie Khan for a long time. Nowadays, there are ten great Khans under the Great Khan of Northern Xinjiang, and King Saimotie is one of the best. He has a strong military force and a wise political mind. In the early years, the Great Khan of Northern Xinjiang even made a mistake at a banquet, saying that if this person was not eliminated, the royal family of Northern Xinjiang would become uneasy.

    She really couldn’t imagine why Yan Fei would be involved with such a person.

    This is probably another story.

    “Aluan, I only told you. Even my father doesn’t know. This child is very important to me. If anyone knows his origin, he will definitely not survive. I don’t want him to be snatched back to the barbarian land in northern Xinjiang. You are the only one left. Please!”

    Yan Luan’s silence made Yan Fei anxious. This was her only life-saving straw.

    After a long time…

    “After all, you are of the Yan family’s bloodline. How can you live outside the Great Wall? You just have to have a baby and don’t think too much about it.”

    Is this?Yan Fei’s tearful eyes suddenly lit up!

    After returning home, Yan Luan told Yan Jing about the incident. When he heard about King Saimo Tie, Yan Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, put down the ink pen in his hand, pulled Yan Luan into his arms, and kissed her smooth forehead gently.

    “You are not allowed to go there again. I have my own arrangements for this matter.”

    Probably still thinking about Yan Fei’s record of murdering Yan Luan repeatedly, Yan Jing disliked Yan Luan meeting that woman again.

    Lying obediently in Yan Jing’s broad arms, listening to he’s strong heartbeat, Yan Luan smiled brightly, raised his face and pecked the side of his cool lips. The light smear of crimson lipstick left a light mark on the man’s handsome face.

    There was only doting on her in his sharp eyes. He pinched her naughty nose and said with a smile: “A-luan is getting more and more courageous now. He actually seduced me in broad daylight.”

    Yan Jing’s self-control is several times higher than that of Yan Tao. Even if she is teased, her gentle brows are just smiling, and there is no trace of lust.

    Such men are undoubtedly the most seductive to women.

    Holding Yan Jing’s arm, Yan Luan felt a little dazed, and her delicate fingers gently rubbed the calluses between his slender fingertips, which were the traces of years of holding swords and swords.

    These hands, perhaps in the near future, will control the power of life and death in the world…

    “Brother, do you think it’s good to be the emperor?”

    Yan Jing lowered his head slightly and looked at the beautiful and charming girl in his arms. There was a hint of indifference in his deep eagle eyes. He held Yan Luan’s tender skin and kneaded it in his palm. He said in a deep voice: “Emperor? That’s just a job that sounds glamorous and seems supreme, but is the most miserable job.”

    He’s words are arbitrary and domineering, and the throne of the Ninth Five-Year-Old Emperor is nothing more than a constraint in his eyes.

    Waking up to hold the power of the world and lying drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman is not what every man wants to pursue.

    Yan Luan was shocked, her slightly opened lips and teeth were exposed. She was shocked by Yan Jing’s uselessness. When she looked at he’s wanton dark eyes, there was no joke in them.

    “Brother, if one day…” What would happen if you could be the emperor?

    Before she finished speaking, Yan Jing put her index finger between her lips. His gentle eyes reflected her beautiful face. He didn’t even need her to finish her words, he already knew what she was thinking.

    “Aluan, no matter how powerful I am, I can’t beat you. As long as you are by my side, I will be content in this life.”

    Once upon a time, Yan Jing had not thought about treason. Years of keeping a low profile had made him increasingly lonely and unhappy. His whole life seemed to be linked to power. He was already disgusted with such days.

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