Gu Zhuting and Shangguan Wan'er had a first meeting with Yang Fan as a woman. In fact, the process of getting along with each other is very good, but they have different living environments since childhood and education. One is good at literature and the other is good at martial arts, and there are really not many common topics.

Of course, Shangguan Wan'er discovered that Miss Gu was exquisite - after her disguise and makeup surgery, she immediately became her apprentice. Everyone loves beauty. All kinds of women are consistent in their pursuit of beauty. So Xiaoman, Anu, Wan'er and Gu Zhuting immediately had a common topic and got together to discuss every day, but this is a later story.

If the two of them had not reached that position and had been sitting for too long and there was no topic, both of them would feel embarrassed, so Gu Zhuting quickly presented a gift and said goodbye to Wan'er.

Wan'er did not give back to the meeting gift, and Gu Zhuting didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Being able to get Wan'er's recognition was the best gift for her, and she felt much more at ease.

Yang Fan did not leave immediately. After Gu Zhuting said goodbye, Shangguan Wan'er smiled at Yang Fan who was still lying lazily on the couch, saying, "Miss Gu is good, I like her. You are really lucky. Xiaoman, Anu, and Zhuting all have beautiful faces. More importantly, their temperaments and temperaments are also good, and the back house is peaceful and peaceful, and there are blessed people."

"Haha, Shangguan Waizhi rated poetry and prose in the court. It seems that he has developed a habit and started to help identify his beautiful wife and concubines for his husband at home."

Yang Fan smiled and approached her a little, holding her shoulder and letting her lie down with her. The two of them faced each other. Yang Fan kissed her plump and seductive lips, half teasing and half serious, "I'm relieved after Shangguan's pair of wise eyes has been identified.

Women always have to take care of their husbands and children and live a family life. The beauty of their face is only a temporary temptation, and their temper is crucial. I often travel around the world. If my woman is not gentle, virtuous, and well-managed, I would never be at ease when I am running around."

Shangguan Wan'er gave him a blank look and said coquettishly: "Just coax me, people only say I like her

What's wrong with you? I'll help you identify it, Humph! If I can't say goodbye, you won't want it? You are so kind of person, do you have an idea in your heart? Which woman I chose for you?"

Yang Fan smiled and said with a smile: "Isn't it convenient for you to leave the palace before? Look, I'll bring you the person this time? Miss Gu has been in a perfect body until now. You are not special about our family. Even the little baby in your belly came here rashly, and you, the mother, endured his hardships for him."

Yang Fan said as he kissed the plum blossom makeup on the edge of her eyebrows, and gently stroked her belly.

"You are not allowed to say that to him!"

Wan'er glared at him with a angrily glance, then buried her cheek in his arms and said quietly: "Langjun, I have something I have always wanted to discuss with you. I have a child and now I have received the acquiescence of the saint. I can give birth to him safely, but how to settle this child after he is born is a problem..."

Speaking of this, Wan'er felt aggrieved and a crystal-clear tears appeared in her eyes.

She buried her head in Yang Fan's arms. Yang Fan couldn't see her tears but could hear her a little sad voice. She couldn't help but hug her body tightly and said softly: "I'm sorry for you..."

Wan'er shook her head gently in his arms and whispered: "I don't feel wronged. Wan'er's family has been ruined since childhood and was deemed to be a palace slave. She thought she would be lonely in the palace in this life. She has your husband. This is God's love for me. Now that we have our own children again, Wan'er really wants nothing else in this life."

Yang Fan was speechless for a moment and hugged her tightly. After a long time, he whispered: "I have thought about this matter carefully but haven't come up with the most appropriate way. Have you already made plans?"

Wan'er nodded slightly and said, "This matter must not be suspected by the saint. Wan'er plans to give it to my mother for raising her after giving birth to a child. At that time, she will say that her mother was adopted by her Shangguan clan members for me. Is it okay to do this?"

When Wan'er asked, she felt nervous. Although the children were born as mothers, the children always belonged to the paternal line. The decisive role was the paternal bloodline. The mother had no right to decide their belongings. It has been like this for thousands of years. Even if Wan'er did this because of her special situation, she still had some selfish intentions after all, and she was afraid that Yang Fan would not agree.

She wanted to place the child in the form of "adoption" so that she could become the child's mother with justification and she could take care of the child openly, but in this way, the child would have to be named Shangguan. Even if he could recognize his ancestors in the future, at least now he would have the surname Shangguan. As a father, would Yang Fan be willing?

Furthermore, it was convenient for her to visit the child as a mother, but Yang Fan, as a father, had to visit the child, but it was inconvenient. Perhaps he could only fly around like a thief and go to the wall at night to take a few glances. When the child was a little older, he would be even more inappropriate for the child who was not very sensible to reveal this secret, so Wan'er was very nervous.

After listening to Wan'er's words, Yang Fan began to think seriously.

In fact, Yang Fan did not have as many thoughts as Wan'er was worried about. Wan'er suffered a lot for him. Even if her method was mixed with some selfishness, it was due to the instinct of a mother. Moreover, after the child was born, the queen would definitely pay attention. It was not realistic for him to take it back to her home to take care of her.

In fact, Yang Fan thought of using the method of "stolen the wrongs" to bring his own flesh and blood home, but in that case, he had to get a child to pretend, which means that a mother would definitely lose her child. Even if he could buy it with a lot of money, wouldn't he have to let his child take a debt first as soon as he was born? Furthermore, in that case, it would be inconvenient for Wan'er to see her flesh and blood. Instead, he would have to often go to the child who was not her flesh and blood to devote maternal love. This is so cruel to a mother.

Yang Fan thought about it and nodded, "I can't think of a more appropriate solution. Your method is very good, so just do it."

"But... in this way, the child's surname is Shangguan."

Yang Fan said gently: "What does that matter? Even if the child cannot be named my surname, his body is still flowing with my blood!"

Shangguan Wan'er was surprised when she heard it, but she didn't expect that she would get Yang Fan's consent so easily.

She was born in a wealthy family. Although she entered the palace since she was a child, her mother, Zheng, did not give up her education. She knew since she was a child that the family was more important than the individual and the family. In order to maintain the family, the clan members should sacrifice themselves without hesitation. This concept has penetrated into her bones.

All the interests maintained by family members are ultimately for the inheritance of this family. The most basic necessary condition for inheriting a family is: bloodline. Therefore, a wealthy family will never inherit their own bloodline in order to consider a woman's ideas or feel lazy. The offspring of the family's surname should be given to the foreign-yang, but Yang Fan agreed.

Wan'er is grateful for her inexplicable: "Mr...."

She hugged Yang Fan and burst into tears. She knew that with Yang Fan's ability, she could completely lose her bag after the child was born, or simply make a "death" and then bring their biological flesh back to the Yang family. He did this entirely for her sake.

Wan'er said gratefully: "It is Wan'er's greatest luck in her life to have a good husband like her husband."

Yang Fan smiled shamelessly and said, "That's right, who else should I do to you if my husband doesn't treat you well? Look, I spent millions of dollars to buy you a skirt today. Don't believe it. The bird feather skirt that Zhuting gave you just now is really worth millions of dollars."

Wan'er couldn't help but burst into tears and said, "Is it three million and five million?"

Yang Fanqi said: "Huh? How did you know?"

Wan'er snorted and said, "The Dugu family will send someone to deliver a letter. That skirt was bought by the shopkeeper Xin."

Yang Fan was stunned: "What happened?"

Wan'er gave him a blank look and said, "You are so noble that you forget about it. You bought so many shops in one go, but you became the boss of the hand. And she said Xiaoman is still in Luoyang, so let me take care of it first? The original owner of this old Longmao store was Duke Chen. After Duke Chen was imprisoned, the business of this store was affected. By the time we put down the store, the number one name in the East City Clothing Store had been replaced.

I was not convenient for traveling, so I only had some simple understanding and disposal of each store, and I couldn't come up with a good solution for a while. So I spent 400,000 yuan to buy this unrivaled skirt. With this store treasure, my reputation will be improved, but I was bought by your boss."

Yang Fan was stunned for a while and smiled and said, "It's a mistake. Haha, no matter who bought it, this skirt was sold at a sky-high price of 3.5 million yuan. If this reputation is made, no one can shake the status of our old Longmao store anymore. However, even if it's own, isn't it for you? Look at who am I so good to you?"

"That's weird!"

Wan'er spat at him gently and said angrily: "You are fighting with Anle, and everyone knows this. Can I still wear this dress? I only wear it, who doesn't know that you gave it to me? Why do you, a big man, spend millions of money to buy clothes for me?

You said why didn’t I give Miss Gu a gift? First, there was really no suitable thing to give her. Second, I had decided that I would have no luck to enjoy this feather skirt worth millions of dollars. You should take it back and wait for her to make her newcomer’s dress the day she passed by."

Yang Fan smiled and said, "This method is good, Wan'er thoughtful.

Wan'er said suspiciously: "Really? You didn't think of this long ago, right? I'll send me generously first to make me happy, then take it back and put it on for your newcomer."

Yang Fan shook his head quickly: "Look at you, when did I ever plot against my own woman? I gave you a gift, or did Zhu Ting think of it temporarily. I have always been careless and never thought of such a thing. I would come up with such a despicable way?"

Wan'er curled her lips and said, "You are not mean. But you are careless? Humph, who believes it?"

Yang Fan leaned into her ear and said mysteriously: "It's really careless to be a husband, but... there is one thing that is extremely thick. Miss Wan'er, you must be deeply touched."

Speaking of this, Yang Fan arched his body forward, and Wan'er immediately felt a hard one on her thigh, pressing against the thin skirt, and an amazing heat. After taking the tonic, this guy's body was too strong, and he became sexually aroused as he spoke.

Wan'er's pretty face turned red, she turned around and said angrily: "Go, go find your ancient girl."

Yang Fan pushed her plump buttocks and said with his ears: "I want you now."

Wan'er felt a little relieved when she was pushed by him, but she didn't dare to be arrogant. She turned around and pushed him and said, "Okay, that's so tangled. Go back quickly, her body is getting heavier. If you struggle until the child is doing it."

Yang Fan dared not take risks, but just teased her on purpose. He still wanted to act obedient when he heard this. He sighed deliberately, lay down and stood in a big tent with a look of dissatisfaction.

Wan'er couldn't help laughing after seeing it, and said to Yang Fan: "Xiaoman and Anu will have to wait a few months before coming to Chang'an. I see, you and Miss Gu are already in a natural way, so there is no need to know them. I will just take Miss Gu's house tonight."

"Tonight?"

When Yang Fan thought of the thousand-faced female killer who could be coquettish, charming, tender, and pure, describing her expression and unpredictable change, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken, and the flagpole under her crotch immediately stood higher.

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"That day, when I went down to Xingjiao Temple to burn incense, I saw a group of people in Xingjiao Temple. When I was burning incense, I saw Yang Fan calling himself Yang Qiao, and said that the woman who was pregnant with Liujia was his wife, named Zheng Wan'er. They all donated a large sum of incense and oil. The name Zhang Changzong wrote on the merit book was Zhang Liu..."

The reason why Du Wentian knew their names so carefully was that he was unwilling to do so and had checked their names later. With his identity, he could naturally find the merit book of Xingjiao Temple. It was precisely because of this that he was even more sure that the three people were Zhang Changzong, Shangguan Wan'er and Yang Fan.

Li Guer listened to him patiently, crossed his knees on the couch, leaned forward slightly, supported one hand on his legs, and then held his chin, his movements were like a innocent and beautiful little girl, but her body was mature, looking in from the middle collar that was as thin as a cicada wing, the skin was greasy and smooth, and the breasts on his chest were plump and round, emitting a seductive brilliance that made men salivate.

When she sat up slightly, she could not see any more than a seductive cleavage. However, through the middle clothes, she could still see the outline of her breasts clearly. She was not wearing a trembling peak, and her trembling peaks were pressed against her thin clothes. Two spots were raised on her clothes, and a touch of flesh-red color was faintly revealed, looking at Du Wentian's dry throat.

After listening to him patiently, Princess Anle jumped off the couch excitedly and walked around the ground with barefoots: "It must be her! It must be Shangguan Wan'er. Others cannot let Zhang Changzong treat him so politely. No wonder the emperor's grandmother has always been unable to leave her, but this time she sent her away. It turns out that she is pregnant. It's really strange, who will be that evil species?"

Princess Anle did not doubt Yang Fan. First, Yang Fan had few opportunities to enter and exit the palace, and there was almost no possibility of having an affair in the palace. Second, Shangguan Wan'er had a close relationship with a talented man and a famous scholar in Kyoto. She had also heard of the rumors that she had been very close to her. She did not expect that this talented woman would have an affair with Yang Fan, a martial artist, but thought of those talented men and celebrities, because she was afraid that Shangguan Wan'er's lover would be among them.

Du Wentian lowered his head gently, and his infatuated eyes chased Li Guer's white jade like frost, delicate and elegant feet, and his feet were fair and tender, thin and not exposed, and red! The gorgeous konjac, silkworm-like toes, delicate and round ankles, every inch of skin and every curve has a magic that makes people fascinated.

Princess Anle was just a gossip at the beginning, but the more she thought about it, the more unbalanced she became. She was pregnant before marriage, and the emperor's grandmother treated her with her nose, not her face, and she had to deal with her with a low-key manner for the Liang Prince's Mansion, otherwise she could have done it with such a big deal and a generous gift.

As a result, Shangguan Wan'er got a traitor with a ghost, and the emperor's grandmother took good care of her, taking into account her reputation and trying to cover it up. She sent her to Chang'an to raise her baby in the name of inquiring about the renovation of the Chang'an palace. Why? Jealousy made Li Guer instinctively want to make a fuss about this matter.

Immediately afterwards, she thought of Yang Fan. Yang Fan had spoken out in Xingjiao Temple and said that Shangguan Zhijian was his wife. A cold smile slowly appeared on Li Guer's beautiful face: "The emperor's grandmother is better. If this matter has not been spread, it will be fine. Once it is known that it cannot be concluded, Shangguan Wan'er will be favored, and the emperor's grandmother will have to kill her. As for Yang Fan, if you dare to treat me like this, I will let you make a false come true, and you will be disgraced together, and your body and head are different!"

Princess Anle became more and more excited the more she thought about it. She turned around suddenly and said, "Young Master Du!"

"Yeah, ah?"

Princess Anle stood up and walked around the room. The light passed by, and the woven-like middle garment did not cover up at all, but instead made her graceful body more charming. Du Wentian looked at her body, and his body had already reacted unconsciously.

Her graceful curves, her long and slender thighs, her slender waist, her plump and round buttocks, and her pointed jade breasts like bamboo shoots were completely fascinated by her. Her lower body was erected with hardness. Fortunately, her robes were wide and she could easily cover them up, otherwise he would have been ugly in front of him.

But Princess Anle turned around suddenly and noticed something from his flushed face and heavy breathing. Du Wentian was called by her and suddenly raised his head and said, "Princess, what are you asking!"

Princess Anle glanced at him with a charming look, suddenly bit her lower lip, twisted her waist and swayed her hips, and walked towards him in just a few short steps, making her walk so swaying. She walked all the way to Du Wentian, and the top of her pointed chest gently touched Du Wentian's body, and then she said in a sweet voice: "Young Master Du, what are you looking at just now, huh?"

Du Wentian said in a hoarse voice: "Master...Princess..."

Princess Anle smiled sweeter, her chest was erect again, her gentle and soft little hand gently grabbed Du Wentian's trembling and hot palms, and said in a nickname: "Young Master Du, do you think I am beautiful?"

"Beautiful...beautiful...beautiful as a fairy..."

Du Wentian was grabbed by her hand, and when he was excited, he swung his slightest like malaria. Suddenly, his mind exploded with a "boom" because Princess Anle grabbed his hand and suddenly placed it on her soft and slim waist, and gently moved it upwards towards her soft and warm chest like dove breasts.

Du Wentian chuckled in his throat, and let out a moan of crying or laughing. Suddenly, he opened his arms and hugged Princess Anle. Princess Anle stood with a smile, but turned his head to avoid the mouth he kissed, but his body did not move. Du Wentian licked and kissed her smooth face and cheeks like a puppy, and his hands began to walk up and down.

The arrow was on the string and had to be fired. At this time, Du Wentian was caught by Wu Chongxun and took his life. He just wanted to possess this peerless beauty, even if he died, he would be romantic even if he was a ghost.

But suddenly, he let out another strange moan, and his whole body stopped there. Princess Anle's boneless little hand was holding his straight life root. An extreme pleasure almost made him collapse immediately. He wanted to enjoy this kind of bliss for a longer time, so he didn't dare to move, for fear that he would vent his anger if it was stimulated.

Princess Anle bit her thin lips lightly, looked at him with a smile, and said in a nickname: "Young Master Du, you are very brave..."

Du Wentian gasped heavily like a wild beast in heat, "As long as he can kiss His Royal Highness's beauty, Du will be willing to be crushed to pieces immediately."

Princess Anle smiled, and Du Wentian suddenly screamed, covering her lower body with her hands, curled up on the ground like a shrimp. Princess Anle elegantly closed her hair and squatted down. She still had a charming temptation on her face, gently stroked Du Wentian's cheek that was twisted because of pain: "If you want to be crushed, you can't drag me to pieces with you. Where is this? There are so many people outside, but you don't care. You, you smelly men, are all the same..."

Princess Anle slowly stood up, tidied up her clothes, and her face regained the noble expression of being arrogant, noble and undesecrated, but her beautiful feet, which were as beautiful as frost and jade, were gently lifting up and gently stepped on Du Wentian's face: "Young Master Du, you are a talented person and a handsome man. I actually like it very much. It's a pity that this time and place are not suitable for anything to happen......"

Princess Anle suddenly pinched his balls fiercely, and Du Wentian couldn't breathe, and his desire was replaced by extreme pain. However, when the beautiful feet stepped on his face temptingly and heard Princess Anle's inspiring words, Du Wentian immediately fell into excitement again.

He stared at Anle longingly, like a bitch looking forward to his master throwing a bone to him. Princess Anle twisted her beautiful buttocks and walked towards the couch slowly, saying lightly: "You go out first. Don't tell anyone about Shangguan Waijian anymore, wait until I find out."

“Yes, yes!”

Du Wentian stared at the full moon-like fragrant buttocks, hoping to immediately turn into a angrily arrow and stabbed hard at the full moon. But he didn't dare to be arrogant. His goddess had given him hope that he could wait for a suitable time and a suitable place.

He climbed backwards to the edge of the screen, stared at the beautiful body that made him fascinated. Then he stood up. When he walked to the door, Du Wentian touched the cheek that had just been stepped on by Princess Anle's beautiful feet, and then sniffed the palm that had just touched Princess Anle's soft breasts, and was intoxicated.

Shortly after Du Wentian left excitedly, Li Guer, who was wearing a coat, appeared at the door, and said to the servants and maids standing in front of the door with a frosty face: "You guys, clean the room. You, tell me to prepare a car. I will go to Longqingfang immediately and visit Shangguan Waijian!"

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