Chapter 2877 The Mischievous General's Beautiful Concubine (123)

Don't wait for them to persuade you.

He heard Lu Xinglan's clear and powerful voice, which was terrifyingly calm.

"I won't talk about those righteous nonsense. My Lu family has been loyal for generations. This generation produced me, an unworthy son who has no face to face his ancestors. He disrespected the royal family, was disloyal to the court, rebelled and caused wars, and was unkind to the people. In the end, because It is unrighteous to you for a woman to come to this point."

This is too rebellious to say.

Everyone froze.

Especially those ministers.

And the little emperor who was leaning against the pillar, drenched in the rain, shivering in pain with a bruised nose and swollen face also raised his head in a daze.

Lu Xinglan stood under the umbrella, his stern face was as perfect as an ice sculpture, and he was so calm that there was no trace of popularity.

He was full of murderous aura, but carefully turned his body sideways to block the cold rain.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help falling on the girl in his arms.

With a soft figure, the garnet red skirt seemed to be the most conspicuous touch of color, flowing down from Lu Xinglan's arms.

The girl's black hair is like satin, her charming eyes are full of peach blossom red, and the flowers between her eyebrows are delicate.

Against the background of this dark torrential rain.

surrounded by dark armies.

She is breathtakingly beautiful.

This is why Lu Xinglan rebelled.

a woman...

Even if it is true, it cannot be said so bluntly.

What did the people think after hearing this.

Lu Xinglan just came to power, if his reputation spread like this, wouldn't he be like Yuan Xuan, a tyrant and a fool.

Several courtiers were about to step forward to dissuade them.

It's up to you to like a woman, but you still have to say something beautiful.

Even if it is said verbally that it is for the common people.

But don't wait to carry it out.

Xin Wu drew his sword with one hand.

Lu Xinglan's words were as cold as that sword, "The new emperor will always be bloody when he ascends the throne. Whoever dares to take a step today can be sacrificed."

This is not to say that it is not a tyrant.

Women bring disaster to the country.

Foxy troubled times.

Everyone stared at Lu Xinglan dumbfounded.

Lu Xinglan lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and finally slowed down his voice after a while of silence, "It's too cold outside, let me carry you in."

He saw her looking at him strangely.

Seems terrified too.

Lu Xinglan hesitated for a moment before explaining, "In this way, you can only be by my side, because I am a tyrant and you are a vixen, and you have to bear the responsibility for my crimes. This is the price you pay for leaving me."

Actually just wanted to let everyone know.

All he wants is her.

What is this country.

After announcing his sovereignty over her, he turned around and walked inside. By the way, he raised his eyes and took a cold look at Yuan Xuan, who was lying half paralyzed by the pillar.

No matter how much affection she has for him.

Lu Xinglan had to get rid of them one by one.

The emperor's bedroom was full of flowers, so Lu Xinglan didn't ask anyone to move her away, but just put her on the bed.

Then start undressing.

His clothes are all wet.

Bai Weiwei quietly looked up at him, but saw him go out, get a bucket of water and wash it directly at the door.

Rough and quick way to wash.

Lu Xinglan walked in wet, and casually pulled a piece of cloth to wipe himself.

A eunuch came and brought new clothes.

I know that the palace is going to have a new owner.

So everything is done just like the new owner.

Lu Xinglan changed his clothes and told everyone to leave.

The door is closed.

Bai Weiwei felt like she was just a decoration.

He moved neatly and quickly from beginning to end, but he didn't look at her.

Seems to be enduring something.

Finally Lu Xinglan came over and pushed her down, then he pulled down the curtain and lay down directly.

The girl huddled inside the bed, a little helpless.

He stretched out his long arms, grabbed her softly, and hugged her into his arms.

Tight, like an imprisoned hug.

Then he narrowed his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot from exhaustion, he didn't say anything, just hugged her like this.

Finally he sighed, "You're finally back."

No longer a phantom, he finally hugged her.

The body that had been strenuously propped up for a while finally relaxed.

Drowsiness struck, he closed his eyes, hugged her softly and fell asleep.

Half asleep and half awake, she seemed to reach out and touch his face, and he loosened some of the restraint.

She covered him with the quilt again.

The traces of frowning between Lu Xinglan's brows finally eased.

[Ding, the hero's favorability is ninety-nine. 】