After taking a shower, Jun Qinghan wore a bedcloth and called Jingfeng to instruct, "You go to Furong Garden now and see how Baili is in Nanfeng Pavilion."

"Yes." Jingfeng nodded and asked uncertainly, "Will the subordinate report to him when he comes back later?"

He didn't want to be the disappointing person when his master and the princess were intimate.

"No need, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Yes, my subordinates will leave." Jingfeng knew that his master would say so.

"Yes." Jun Qinghan responded, leaned against the couch, held the policy of governing the country, and looked at Su Qingran, who was bathing.

Soon, the storm disappeared into the lotus garden in the darkness of the night.

Meng Yuqing hid in the dark, waited until the storm left, and walked out slowly.

After scanning Su Qingran's room, he immediately felt relieved when he saw the lights on and couldn't wait to go to Jun Qinghan's room.

At this time, there should be no one there, it is her opportunity!

"Knock and knock..."

"I've already rested, please come back to Miss Meng." Meng Yuqing knocked on the door, and before she could speak, Jun Qinghan directly issued an order to expel the guest.

"Mr. Murong, Yuqing wants to tell you about seducing Junhuan." Meng Yuqing was a little anxious.

"For this matter, Baili will go to you to ask about the situation tomorrow." Jun Qinghan frowned slightly.

After being rejected again, Meng Yuqing couldn't help biting her lips, "Mr. Murong, you have helped Yuqing so much, and Yuqing is inconvenient to disturb her for too long. So I plan to tell you about seducing Junhuan tonight and leave early tomorrow morning."

Jun Qinghan frowned again and said coldly, "Come in."

Meng Yuqing was overjoyed when she heard this, nervously pushed open the door and hurriedly walked towards the couch.

However, she had just taken two steps and the cold voice came again, "Just there, say it."

Meng Yuqing's expression stopped and she pursed the corner of her lips, "Mr. Murong, Yuqing will show you this box of seducing Junhuan." She said as she approached and handed the rouge in her hand over.

Jun Qinghan didn't answer, and a faint fragrance suddenly came from the air, and he kept drilling under his nose.

Without looking at her, the disgust in my heart became a little more.

"Mr. Murong, this is seducing Junhuan, look..." Meng Yuqing bit her lip and approached again, quietly throwing a charming look at the man on the couch.

Jun Qinghan listened to the sound of footsteps outside approaching and then left again. He knew that Su Qingran had already taken a shower.

"Mr. Murong, Yuqing doesn't ask for fame, she really just wants to follow you, so you can take Yuqing away." Meng Yuqing pulled the man's sleeve and begged in a low voice.

Tonight is her last hope, and she must seize it, otherwise, even Han Dacheng, she will not be able to marry!

"Get out!" Jun Qinghan's disgust became even stronger. He shook his sleeves and lifted the person out.

"Ah!" Meng Yuqing fell backwards unexpectedly and fell heavily to the ground. Her eyebrows frowned fiercely, her face full of grievances.

She looked up at the man on the couch and said pitifully: "Mr. Murong..."

"Miss Meng, please respect yourself." Jun Qinghan's voice was very cold, as if it had frozen ice, and it also freezes all hope.

Meng Yuqing was ashamed and got up from the ground in a panic, held the rouge box, gritted her teeth and ran out of the door.

What made her most uncomfortable was not shame, but despair. She had no chance!

It took a long time after Meng Yuqing left that Su Qingran slowly walked into the room.

Smelling the strange fragrance left in the room, he frowned slightly, "Have Meng Yuqing arrived just now?"

"Come here." Jun Qinghan saw her, immediately put down the book in his hand and waved to her.

"There is the fragrance of her in the room."

When Jun Qinghan saw her walking to the couch, he grabbed the person into his arms, "Are you jealous?"

"Who is jealous? What does it have to do with me when you see her? Even if you want to marry her, I don't care..."

Before Su Qingran could finish her words, her mouth was blocked directly.

Jun Qinghan held the person in his arms and kissed him with a cherry lips, as if he wanted to punish her. This kiss was much rude than before.

"Jun Qinghan, I feel pain..." Su Qingran pushed the person away, touched the cherry lips that had been bitten by the man, and spoke up dissatisfiedly.

"It's right to know that it hurts. Don't talk nonsense in the future." Jun Qinghan slapped her little butt like a warning, "Get a scarf and I'll wipe your hair."

"Okay." Su Qingran felt sweet in her heart.

He took a towel and slapped it to the man, lying comfortably on his thigh, waiting for his service.

"You need a massage later." Seeing her leisurely look, Jun Qinghan couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

"Your legs really need massage?" Su Qingran's lips gently tilted.

"What do you think?"

"I think you are lying to me!" Su Qingran raised her eyes and glared at her, "Your legs are poisoned, not really broken, why do you need to massage every day?"

"I want you to press."

"So, are you really lying to me?" Su Qingran immediately sat up and glared at him, "Is it a fake that you are in a wheelchair?"

"It's not fake, but I can leave slowly now." Jun Qinghan said the truth.

"Jun Qinghan!"

"For your husband."

"You bastard, you are a liar!"

Jun Qinghan looked at her furry look and pulled her into her arms, "Don't move, just talk about it after rubbing her hair."

It was half an hour later to wipe the hair dry.

Su Qingran touched the dry Mo Hair and was too lazy to care about the fact that he pretended to be lame.

Sleepy came, and she fell aside and wanted to sleep.

Jun Qinghan took the little porcelain ** and pulled the person up, "I took the medicine before going to bed."

"Okay." Su Qingran responded lazily, threw off her bedclothes, and lay peacefully on the side.

Jun Qinghan looked at her daughter's cute and silly look, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Outside the door, Meng Yuqing returned to the east wing room, and the more she thought about it, she became more and more unwilling to accept it, so she turned back again.

She had already put down her face tonight, what else was she afraid of?

Everything I do today is to have a good future and have something to rely on.

The Minister of Dali Temple, such an excellent man, would be willing to be a concubine!

When she came to the door, she had not had time to knock on the door, and she saw the figures of two overlapping in the room through the window, and her body trembled slightly.

How come there are women in the room of the little Marquis Murong?

In an instant, her mind went blank. She walked to the door and pushed open the door involuntarily.

Su Qingran was already very sleepy, but when she heard the sound of pushing the door, she suddenly became clever and subconsciously crawled into Jun Qinghan's arms.

She is wearing only one bellyband now!

"Get out!" Jun Qinghan looked at the person who appeared at the door, his voice as if he had been filled with ice for a winter.

"Mr. Murong, I...I'm here to tell you that Shi Junhuan is gone." Meng Yuqing stuttered and made an excuse.

She could see clearly just now that the one lying in his arms was indeed a woman!
Chapter completed!