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Marrying the Queen of War on her behalf, the concubine carries the spa

[Exile + Space + Miracle Doctor + Strong Female + Cool Articles + Sweet Pets + Vests] The special agent Yan Ruyu has been sleeping in ancient times, and she still wants to get married! What's even more terrible is that before the sedan chair even touches the ground, the husband's family will be confiscated and exiled. Yan Ruyu discovered that her missing husband turned out to be the benefactor of her ancestors. With her violent temper, how could she see her benefactor humiliated? Searching the house? Okay, put all the supplies into the space! Severing the relationship between father and daughter? OK, I will write the book of severance! In the future you will kneel down and beg me! Conspiracy on the road to exile, right? Okay, let’s dig a hole for you and bury them one by one! White Lotus is a crybaby pretending to be weak, right? Okay, punch to the flesh, palm to palm to see the seal, cry enough! As for the prince's husband wearing countless vests, Yan Ruyu said: I won't say anything, I will just watch you act. War broke out again at the border, and the emperor issued an edict overnight. Huo Changhe frowned and sneered: What others say doesn't matter, you have to listen to my wife. ...

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Chapter 30 The book went into the dog’s belly

 Yan Song leaned against the fire and squinted his eyes to rest.

 He was so exhausted that his legs were numb, his boots were thrown aside, and the blood blisters on the soles of his feet had just burst.

 Yan Ruyu... His anger surged into his heart. When the time comes, he will torture her to the point of death!

 In the past two days, he first went to the theater.

 Just as he was thinking about it, someone said softly: "My lord, this slave has met your lord."

 Yan Song opened his eyes, the firelight reflected his cold eyes, and Su'er across from him couldn't help but shudder.

 Yan Song recognized her as Ruan Xianzao's maid.

 His face was injured and he couldn't see it, but the light was dim and he couldn't see his face, but he had a good figure.

 "What's the matter?"

 Su'er held a sachet in both hands: "Sir, this is... for you."

 The sachet is exquisite and has an elegant fragrance, not the ordinary vulgar powdery fragrance.

 This kind of thing, appearing in this kind of place, is obviously out of place, but it is also extremely attractive.

 Yan Song reached out to take it, put it to his nose and smelled it. The smell was very similar to Ruan Xianzao.

 There was a sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth, and the sachet was turned around in his hand like a plaything, then he put it hastily into his arms.

 "Sir."

 Su'er pursed her lips hard and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

 Yan Song chuckled, took a piece of chicken from the fire, raised his hand, and threw it to her like a dog.

 "Thank you, sir!" Su'er hurriedly took it with her hands. The meat was too hot. Her hands trembled and she almost fell to the ground, but she still held on tightly despite the pain.

 Su'er turned around and ran behind the tree. She didn't care and stuffed it into her mouth. She didn't even chew it and swallowed it.

 "Is it delicious?" asked a cold voice.

 Su'er was so frightened that she burped several times and turned around to look at Yan Ruyu: "I...I gave him the stuff."

 Yan Ruyu, expressionless, handed her an oil bag with a chicken drumstick inside.

 The chicken legs were oily and the aroma went straight to her nostrils. They were bigger and more fragrant than the meat Yan Song gave her just now.

 Su'er stared at the chicken drumsticks and kept licking her lips. Seeing that Yan Ruyu didn't seem to be cheating, she snatched the drumsticks away and ate them as if she was afraid that she would regret it.

 Yan Ruyu handed her another small bowl: "Soup."

 Su'er choked, so she was not polite and drank all the soup from the soup bowl.

 Yan Ruyu took back the bowl, turned around and walked back without saying a word.

 Su'er looked at her back, licked the oil on her hands, and secretly made up her mind to step on Yan Ruyu under her feet when she got the chance.

 No, it was them, Yan Ruyu, the ladies, and Ruan Xianzao—that hypocritical and selfish young lady.

 I have served Ruan Xianzao with all my heart and soul for so long, but what is the result? Ruan Xianzao dismissed her like a dog, no, worse than a dog.

 Why? Just because she comes from a low background?

 It's all the same now. Don't look down on anyone. They all work at the bottom, so she may not be worse than them.

 ...

 Yan Ruyu held a bundle of hay and walked in the direction of the ruined temple. Ruan Xianzao locked his eyes on the empty bowl in her hand, feeling ecstatic in his heart.

 Look at the corner of Yan Ruyu's mouth, there is still a little juice that has not been wiped off, and joy is about to burst out from her heart.

 Yan Ruyu came to her and said, "Give the bowl back to you."

 Huo Changxu frowned: "Don't you know how to talk nicely? Xian Zao cooked his own ginseng soup for you!"

 Yan Ruyu ignored her and walked to the ruined temple.

 The third young master, Huo Changxing, happened to come out of it and passed by her. He took a deep breath and a smile appeared on his face: "Does it smell so good?"

 He said this frivolously, with a look on his face that didn't deserve a beating.

 Yan Ruyu clenched her fists and resisted the urge to hit him. She also had some doubts in her heart: Huo Changxing had eaten the courage of a leopard? Dare you show such a mean look to her?

 When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

 Seeing that Yan Ruyu didn't fall out, Huo Changxing's shameless energy gained the upper hand again. He was about to start teasing her a few more words when someone urged her from behind.

 "Are you leaving? Don't block the door here. Hurry up. If you have short legs, hurry up!"

 Huo Changxing turned around angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Fatty!"

 Yin Ding patted his belly: "You're just talking nonsense, I'm like this It's tough, you know?

 Don't talk if you can't speak. It's useless for you to say that you are a scholar. You still can't speak after reading for a long time. "

 You..." The third young master still thought. In retort, Yin Ding rolled up his sleeves and showed his big fists.

 The Third Young Master gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know what to say!"

 He limped away angrily. He couldn't let this guy delay a good thing.

 As soon as he went out, he glanced at Ruan Xianzao who was holding an empty bowl in the yard.

 Yan Ruyu just said a few words to the eldest lady, and Ruan Xianzao called her from the window.

 "I...can I trouble you? My back seems to have been scratched by something. Can you help me take a look?"

 Yan Ruyu looked calm and didn't speak. The doctor said: "I, let me take a look. "

 Auntie, you should take care of Heng'er. I happen to... also want to apologize," Ruan Xianzao's face turned red.

 Yan Ruyu stood up and patted the eldest lady's arm: "Mother, take care of Heng'er."

 "Where are you going?" she asked Ruan Xianzao.

 "Just behind the tree over there, there are too many people here."

 Yan Ruyu walked out, and Ruan Xianzao followed immediately, leading her to the place she had made an appointment with Huo Changxing.

 Ruan Xianzao's attention was all on Yan Ruyu, peeking at her face and observing her steps, but he didn't notice at all that Yan Song's eyes also glanced at her.

 Yan Ruyu didn't seem to notice that when she got behind the tree, most of the light from the direction of the ruined temple was blocked. The light and shadow penetrated through the branches and leaves, fell deeply and shallowly on the ground, and became entangled with the shadows.

 The night wind passed by, and the broken light and shadows swayed together, like ghost claws protruding from hell.

 Yan Ruyu looked as usual and said to Ruan Xianzao, who was breathing quickly: "Take off your clothes."

 Ruan Xianzao was startled: "What?"

 "Don't you understand?" Yan Ruyu raised her eyebrows, her eyes sneered sharply, "There's no one else here, so don't I 'm pretending."

 Ruan Xianzao clenched his hands, the smile on his face disappeared, and his eyes shone with a faint light, almost crazy: "What can you do to me if I pretend to be?

 Yan Ruyu, who do you think you are? It's just her illegitimate daughter, let alone your sister-in-law, so what?

 I still don't take her seriously!"

 "She, didn't you see what happened to her?" Yan Ruyu suddenly laughed? .

 Ruan Xianzao was startled, thinking of Miss Yan's tragic situation outside Yiwang Manor, and her heart skipped a beat for no reason.

 "You..."

 "Yes, it's me."

 Ruan Xianzao took a step back unconsciously: "What did you say? Impossible!

 Yan Ruyu, don't pretend to be a ghost. To tell you the truth, what if you marry into the palace? Even if you win the wife So what about happiness?

 Guess, if you become a slut and smear Huo Changhe's face, will she still like you?"

 After saying this, Ruan Xianzao took two steps back, turned around and shouted: "Don't come out yet! "

 Huo Changxing emerged from the shadows, his eyes were red, his breathing was rapid, and even his breath was hot.

 Ruan Xianzao was so immersed in the excitement that he was about to put Yan Ruyu in a state of eternal destruction that he didn't pay attention at all.

 Until Huo Changxing grabbed her arm, the astonishing heat in his palm surprised Ruan Xianzao, and he tilted his head to look at it carefully.

 Huo Changxing's face was flushed abnormally, beads of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose, and his mouth was slightly open, spurting out heat waves.

 Ruan Xianzao felt something was wrong.

 "What are you doing?" She struggled hard, "Yan Ruyu is there!"