Chapter 9 Beauty Temptation

Returning to the warm-hearted hall where the two lived, Wen Qinghan asked people to bathe in hot water.

After bathing, the two hugged each other and lay **.

"Light cold, are you really not going to ascend the throne?" Buried in his warm arms, Bai Lan asked gently.

For Wen Qinghan's idea, in the three years of marriage, Bai Lan still did not know whether he wanted the throne. If it hadn't been revealed that he was not the biological son of Emperor Qi, he would have been Emperor Qi as early as three years ago.

"Of course, I'm not interested in that position, but if Laner wants to be the queen, I don't mind trying to ascend the throne!" He lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead in a joke.

"Well, I'm not interested in being a queen! Don't think I don't know. In the past two days, those Confucian elders have reminded you that it's time to accept side concubines, right? As the lord of a country, there have been three palaces and six courtyards since ancient times, and there are countless concubines. It is impossible for them to allow you to have only me as a concubine, especially the ministers, who will continue to give you their suitable daughters. How are you going to deal with them? She looked up at him with a smile in her beautiful eyes, and she couldn't hide her curiosity.

"What side concubine? I don't want anyone except Lan'er! Just to avoid these troubles, so I will not ascend the throne. As long as I am not the emperor, they will not have such a grand excuse to give my concubine. I will not let other women disturb our two-person world. Lan'er, don't worry, in this life, I will only have you as a woman!"

Listening to his promise, her heart penetrated into bursts of warmth and happiness. In this era, not to mention the lord of a country, men with a little power and wealth are also three wives and four concubines, especially some emperors will marry some important ministers in order to consolidate their imperial power. At this point, Wen Qinghan Unlike other men.

"So, do you insist on refusing to ascend the throne, the most important thing is for me? Who will believe it? Don't men like three wives and four concubines? She smiled and said that although she has the soul of the 21st century and believes in monogamy, after coming to this era, especially after marrying him as an extraordinary man, her ideal of a couple in her life seems unlikely to be realized.

"I don't care whether others believe it or not. The only thing I care about is you, Lan'er. Naturally, there are many places with many women. There are many struggles. Since I was a child, I have been in the palace. I saw Princess Dai, the queen and my mother play tricks to compete for favor. My mother is forced to leave the world like this. I will never let her say goodbye. The woman came into my house to annoy you!" With that, he tightened his hand around her shoulder. He watched too much of the fight between women in the harem. In any case, he would never let other women enter the door to hurt her.

"So, did I marry you or the right person?" She smiled and her eyes were full of happiness.

"Of course, you are the most discerning, and you have seen the difference of me early! Ha ha..." boasting, he couldn't help laughing.

"Bad!" She scolded and suddenly thought of one important thing. After she reunited with him, the two had been busy with the war and had been forgotten by her.

"Light cold, before I was kidnapped in Los Angeles, I saw a military doctor during the day because I was not feeling well. The military doctor was Leng Moyi's younger brother Jun Mo San. Only he knew that I was pregnant and seriously injured my vitality. I couldn't use force again, but I was robbed that night. What a coincidence ! Ye Qingfeng obviously knew that I couldn't use force, so he dared to rob me! After that, Jun Mo San didn't tell you that I was pregnant. Although I told him not to tell you first, he should have told you that I was pregnant. This Jun Mo San is very suspicious!" After a few months, if Jun Mo San is meticulous, I'm afraid he will no longer be in the cold iron army at this time.

"Do you suspect that he is from Ye Qingfeng?" Wen Qinghan frowned. He knew that this Jun Mosan was a medical disciple, but he was much inferior to Leng Mo. He was an inconspicuous person. He never thought that this humble military doctor would be a fine work of the Northern Qi Dynasty! Damn, he was the only one who knew that Lan'er was pregnant, but he had been hiding all the people after Lan'er's disappearance.

"Extremely likely! Whether he is meticulous or not, we can no longer let him stay in the army!"

"Don't worry, give him to me! I will thoroughly investigate him tomorrow. If he really sells the news to Ye Qingfeng and causes you to be robbed, I will definitely make him regret coming to this world!" His tone became cold and he dared to betray his wife. He would make that life worse than death.

The next day, the Hanwang Mansion held a banquet in the council hall to celebrate the victory. Ten days after the war, everyone has been busy dealing with the post-war lock-up. Until today, the generals have been busy for the time being. After the elder Confucian ministers in the court held various civilian positions, they finally straightened out the division of labor between the government and their respective positions and gradually got on track.

Wenchen and military generals sit on one side with their families. The top is Wen Qinghan in white and brocade robes and white and blue. Although the two now have noble status and are the overlords, they still like to wear such plain clothes, especially white and blue. In the past three years, at any time and on any occasion, they have The plain face never applied a trace of powder, but the beautiful little face made more women who participated in this banquet ashamed of themselves.

At the beginning of the banquet, after the ministers and the cold king and princess toasted each other, they sat back at the table and began to eat. At the same time, the sound of bamboo sounded, and a row of singers and dancers floated into the hall, hanging fans in their hands. They were slender, beautiful like foxes, and danced enchantingly, especially the leading dancers in the middle. They were like willows, not full of hands, and looked like swallows. The dance is beautiful and seductive, and the ring on her body jingles with her dance, cooperating with the music to form a different beautiful melody.

At the end of the dance, everyone looked at it as if they were intoxicated. The pink woman who led the dance took the wine glass, rotated and danced her body. She floated in front of everyone and danced straight to Wen Qinghan at the top. Her slender hand stretched out and moved still. The wine glass in her hand stood in front of Wen Qinghan, and her red lips opened slightly: "The little woman to the prince Cup, prince, please!"

The woman is as beautiful as a fairy, her smile is like a flower, and her voice is as clear and beautiful as a yellow warbler. Under the eyes of the public, she toasts to Wen Qinghan so boldly is obviously interested in him. If Wen Qinghan drinks this glass of wine, it shows that he allows the woman to enter the cold palace as a side concubine or concubine.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Wen Qinghan, but because of Wen Qinghan's cold nature, many civil and military people dared not say the jokes in their hearts.

Mo Lan, who was sitting next to Mo Chen, stared at the beautiful woman with hatred and scolded shamelessly. She actually seduced the prince in front of the princess!

Sitting next to Wen Qinghan glanced at the woman. The woman's beauty was still above the white and blue, which was a rare beauty in the world. However, the white and blue did not get angry with the people, but with a faint smile. She wanted to see how to deal with this beautiful woman who loved him.

Wen Qinghan drank a glass of wine by himself. His eyelids drooped and didn't look at the beautiful woman. He looked at the beautiful woman in front of him as if he had nothing. In full view of the public, the woman maintained the posture of delivering wine, but she was neglected for a long time. Her little face turned red and she couldn't come down to the stage.