Knowing that he was not welcomed, he saw that Xiao Yizi's condition gradually stabilized, Li Zhi returned to the firearms prison the next morning.

Although he is still young, Li Zhi also knew that if he wants to ascend to the throne of supremacy, he must let His Majesty Li Er see his abilities.

Changsun Wugui and Yang Fei stayed, and Mei said that his name was to take care of Xiao Yizi.

Two beautiful women were wandering in front of them all day long, and Yang Fan was itchy when he was flirting.

A few days later, Xiao Yizi's condition was cured, and the child's lively nature was once again revealed.

On this day, while Yang Fan and Changsun Wugui were playing in the back garden with Xiao Shizi, Nalan Minyue also returned home from school in Junyangfang.

The two little kids had a playmate and had not seen each other for a long time. They chatted and had fun, but they left Yang Fan and the others aside.

Yang Fan had no choice but to return to the main hall with Changsun Wugui.

As soon as he sat on the couch, Changsun Wugui leaned over as if he had no bones, and his slender hand hooked Yang Fan's neck.

Yang Fan had no choice but to wrap his arms around the other party's soft waist so that the woman would not fall to the ground.

"Empress, you are not afraid of others seeing it. Why don't you help you into the room to rest?"

Yang Fan smiled bitterly, intending to carry her into the room before talking.

"After so many days, you bad guy, don't have anything to say?"

Changsun Wugui leaned his head against his shoulder, exhaling like orchids, and his soft and soft voice kept arousing hormones.

"Are you a cat? Why do you hum at any time? Are you not full?"

Looking at Changsun Wugui with charming eyes, Yang Fan was a little shocked.

I really didn't expect that the usually dignified beautiful woman would have such a tempting side.

"Hmph, I am a cat, what's the matter? Meow..."

After Changsun Wugui finished speaking, he really learned to meow.

Yang Fan was itchy when she was hooked, and couldn't help but pinch it, which made Changsun Wugui hummed.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan was a little surprised. This was completely different from the previous Changsun Wugui.

Could it be that he was possessed by a vixen?

Just when he was confused, Changsun Wugui lay tightly on Yang Fan and murmured: "Mr...."

Yang Fan took a photo and scolded him softly: "Okay, don't be angry, get up quickly, be careful of being seen by others, and say something quickly if you have anything to do."

In Yang Fan's opinion, Changsun Wugui must have something to ask for.

"I don't……"

Changsun Wugui smiled and twisted his soft waist.

No matter how Yang Fan persuaded him, he refused to get up and instead put it tighter.

Yang Fan could not bear it. This woman was lawless and walked straight towards the room with her arms.

Half an hour later, the room was filled with a strange smell.

At this time, Changsun Wugui no longer had the strength to learn to meow and directly curled up in Yang Fan's arms.

Yang Fan suddenly realized that a woman who usually looks like a noble lady can kill people when she is angry.

Lying quietly on the bed, Yang Fan couldn't help but secretly sweat.

I thought to myself, fortunately, my buddy is good enough, otherwise I would be a little overwhelmed.

He looked down at Changsun Wugui slightly, and Yang Fan asked again: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Changsun Wugui knew that he could no longer hide it, so he hummed in a coquettish manner: "How can I place my husband in the future?"

"Well?"

Yang Fan's face stagnated, and he was really a little difficult to answer.

If you turn against His Majesty Li Er now, it is no different from seeking death.

Although His Majesty Li Er can be killed, the cost is too high.

Now the aristocratic family dominates the world. Without His Majesty Li Er's strong suppression, the young emperor may have more variables and may even be unable to be competent.

As a time traveler, Yang Fan also wants to leave something in this era.

He doesn't want to make all living beings miserable because of his willfulness.

Seeing Yang Fan's embarrassed look, Changsun Wugui snorted: "You men are all the same. They are eating in the bowl and looking at the pot? Tell me, why do you ask for marriage to Lizhi?"

Yang Fan asked in confusion, "Please marry Princess Changle? Why don't I know?"

In fact, it is not Yang Fan's fault. The imperial edict for Princess Changle and Princess Gaoyang to marry together has not been issued yet.

Empress Dowager Xiao had never discussed this matter with Yang Fan.

Now that Changsun Wugui asked, Yang Fan was of course confused.

It is undeniable that Yang Fan has a good sense of Princess Changle, but he has no intention of actively touching him.

This surprised Changsun Wugui and asked in confusion: "Isn't it your idea to ask Your Majesty to issue an order to let Lizhi and Gao Yang marry together?"

Yang Fan immediately shouted, "Wugui, it's unfair! The marriage is handled by his godmother Empress Xiao, and I'm just listening to you now!"

Hearing this, Changsun Wugui suddenly realized and secretly hated Empress Dowager Xiao, the old witch, to be a monster.

Last time, Empress Dowager Xiao deliberately drugged her and Concubine Yang did something ridiculous, and now she asked Princess Le to marry Yang Fan, obviously in order to revenge the Li Tang royal family.

"Mr. I will be far away from Empress Dowager Xiao in the future. She is obviously planning to take revenge on Your Majesty through you."

"No matter whether you are asking for a marriage to a beautiful woman or not, the emperor obviously has plans. So what should you do now?"

This stopped Yang Fan!

Although he never provoked Princess Changle, saying that he had no desire to peek at such a beautiful woman is simply a lie.

But he could not take into account Changsun Wugui's feelings, so he could only spread his hands and said, "I really don't know about this. Even if it was really done by my godmother, it was His Majesty's decision. As a minister, I can't affect His Majesty's decision. I think it's useless to object!"

I don’t know what to do, but Yang Fan can only blame him, but he still feels happy.

Empress Dowager Xiao really understands her thoughts.

But if Princess Changle really marrys herself, then what does Changsun Wugui and Princess Changle match?

When Yang Fan thought of the exciting scene, he almost drooled.

Changsun Wugui looked at Yang Fan with some doubts and asked, "You really think so."

"Of course!" Yang Fan's face turned solemn and he immediately replied with a righteous expression.

Changsun Wugui said with great joy: "Okay, Your Majesty has not issued an order yet. I will let him take it back, don't be angry! Come on, I will give you a reward, um!"

In Changsun Wugui's opinion, the effort he had just put in was indeed not in vain.

Although he knew Changsun Wugui’s thoughts, Yang Fan did not care much, but instead joked: “This is Wugui’s sincerity, too little!”

"How about I reward you, a fat boy in the future?" Changsun Wugui smiled.

Yang Fan looked at her with a strange look and asked, "Can you still get pregnant?"

Changsun Wugui asked with a complicated expression: "What do you mean?"

Yang Fan said indifferently: "Little Shizi is almost six years old. If you could still get pregnant, you should have been happy."

Changsun Wugui was stunned, then laughed silently, and chuckled: "That's what you think, so you are so confident every time."

"I'll tell you openly. The reason why I didn't get pregnant after giving birth to a little Silky is because my second brother has never touched me again since then, so naturally there will be no results."

"But you are the same, you always...if there is, will you recognize it or not?"

After explaining, Yang Fan nodded clearly.

But His Majesty Li Er is really a waste of resources.

Looking at Changsun Wugui's plump figure, this is a good piece of land.

When Yang Fan thought that he might have a child when he was only eighteen or nineteen years old, he couldn't help but turn a little red, but he said without hesitation: "If there is, of course I will admit it!"

In Yang Fan's opinion, as long as it is his own, he must have to do so.

Hearing Yang Fan's answer, Changsun Wugui smiled softly, nodded with satisfaction, and did not continue to ask.

He got up, put his clothes on his body and walked towards the bathroom.

Seeing that he was tricked by a woman, Yang Fan was certainly unwilling to accept it and went up barefoot.

Changsun Wugui spat inwardly and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yang Fan smiled slightly: "Of course I'm devoted my whole life to the Empress."

Changsun Wugui subconsciously glanced down, then smiled so hard that his branches trembled: "It's so beautiful!"

After saying that, he turned around and went straight into the bathroom.

How could a weak woman run past Yang Fan? The bathroom caused a burst of water.

The final result was of course that Changsun Wugui was lying on the bed again on the grounds of being sick. If he had not had a good rest for a few days, it would be impossible to restore his combat power.
To be continued...