Therefore, there are many wives, concubines and children, and the little boy ranks seventh.Just call him Xiaoqi. Xiaoqi's mother was born in a merchant family in Jiangnan. In order to allow the head of the family to successfully inherit the family business, she spent a lot of money to deal with it.But after all, it was not as powerful as the legitimate mother's family, so she only became a concubine.When Xiaoqi was born, the eldest brother of the eldest son was ten years old and was trained as the next head of the family.But Xiaoqi was born with a smart and never remembered it. He could read poetry, books, classics and eloquence at the age of three, and even the teacher invited by his family praised him.
The voice above her head paused, and Ning Wanxin sighed. She knew that Fang Junchi compared his family to the country, and was talking about the past of the palace of the previous dynasty. He was still the seventh prince at that time, so sharp, would definitely cause the queen to be afraid...
Xiaoqi grew up slowly, the most important thing for his father, but Xiaoqi's mother was worried every day and was not allowed to read and write, but Xiaoqi didn't understand at that time.So when my father was taking the school text exam, he was full of lotus flowers and compared the lights of the other brothers.My father loved Xiaoqi very much and even held him on his lap when dealing with things at home. He was so proud that he stayed in his mother's courtyard every day.Xiaoqi thought that his mother's life would be better, but she didn't expect that one day his father was traveling far away and his mother held a banquet. His mother accidentally drank Xiaoqi's fruit wine...
I think the fruit wine must be poisonous.Before he knew it, Ning Wan had already held the hand that was overlapping on his abdomen and rubbed it slowly.
Fang Junchi kissed her hair: It was Ah... Since then, Xiaoqi's mother has been ill and her face has quickly cleared. After hired many doctors, she couldn't see any good things.My mother held on until her father returned home before she took her last breath. Before her death, she begged her father to hand over Xiaoqi to her legitimate mother for her support.Xiao Qi was heartbroken. Although the evidence was conclusive, his father did not punish him. Instead, he no longer looked at Xiao Qi, never hugged him again, and even handed him over to the legitimate mother who killed his biological mother.
Even though she had seen this plot in the original story, Ning Wan still felt nervous when she heard him telling it, and the palace was strange. At that time, Fang Junchi was very young. She noticed that her chest was stiff behind her. She couldn't help but say: Actually, Xiaoqi's father also loves Xiaoqi, but she couldn't help herself.Giving Xiaoqi to his legitimate mother saved his life.
After a long time, the sound of Adam's apple sliding came from the top of his head, and the man's voice became even lower, clear and hoarse: But at that time, Xiaoqi was only confused, resentful and uneasy. The yard where his mother lived was regarded as an ominous place and gradually abandoned, and he often ran over to cry alone.In front of outsiders, his mother was very good to him, and she never had enough food and clothing. However, if he read books or practiced martial arts secretly, he would have a vicious servant stabbed his fingers with thin bamboo needles.So much so that after he turned over a book or held a sword, a heart-wrenching pain would come from his fingertips.
What’s even more annoying is that the elder brother has everything, and he will grab it as long as Xiaoqi likes or likes Xiaoqi.
Twenty years ago, Hao Lianyun, who came to the palace to pay homage to the Queen, went a step apart because of curiosity and turned into the abandoned Fengluan Hall. In the courtyard where spider webs were dark and weeds grew wildly, a little boy dressed in gorgeous clothes and delicate and beautiful eyebrows were holding a faded wooden sign, crying depressedly and aggrievedly, with low and tender sobs.
Later she realized that it was the unpopular seventh prince Fang Junchi, and Hao Lianyun, who was in his teenage years old, followed the demon like a demon. Relying on the favor of the queen, she ran to the palace every few days, and by the way, she gave some small things to the little boy in Fengluan Palace.
At that time, she thought that when I grow up and marry him, he would not cry so heartbroken again.
But when she was fifteen years old, she was waiting for an imperial edict. She became the crown princess who was enviable to the world and his sister-in-law, with a gap that could not be crossed in her life.
This is the past between Fang Junchi and Hao Lianyun. Ning Wan felt a sour in her heart. The royal family was born in the forest of thorns and grew up in the forest of thorns. When she heard the voice above her head, she suddenly turned cold: So Xiaoqi secretly swore to steal everything he owned and cared about!
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Junchi frowned and was shocked.
He actually spread his ambitions to his mouth, hurriedly broke through the woman in his arms' shoulders, and lowered his head to face it... It turned out to be a small face covered with tears. Clear tears came out from the black eyes like glass. Her expression was sad and compassionate. Fang Junchi was so sad that she saw him. His heartbeat that had been deliberately suppressing had started to roar at this moment.
She shed tears for his past, like the warmth of late, through more than ten years of loneliness and walking on thin ice, gently caressing the little boy's head.
Fang Junchi subconsciously stretched out his big hand and covered her tears in tears. His palms were wet and itchy. His slightly flashing eye feathers were like a small brush, scratching his cold and hard heart defense for many years.
Qingpity...qingpity, don’t cry.
Xiaoqi, he was just unwilling to give up.Ning Wan sighed. He might not want this country much, but just a sense of obsession rooted in his heart.
In the original work, what he would do was not his past, but just use sweet words to win the love and sympathy of the original body, making her willing to use it for him.
But he was obviously different tonight.
Don't say...
Fang Junchi lowered his head, blocked the slightly opened red lips, and tossed and licked and kissed. The messy and panic in his heart quickly turned into a desire in his body.
He wanted to rub her hard into his body, blending tightly without leaving a gap.
It seems that the heart can no longer be empty.
He stuck out his tongue to lick the tears from the woman's face. The slightly salty and bitter taste stimulated the taste buds. Ning Wan was rarely fragile, and her body became more and more sensitive. She quickly made her body soft by his kissing method full of desire.
Um... Prince, be gentle... She moaned unbearably. When she glanced at the man's legs and feet, she found the dark wet marks on it. She quickly reached out to push him. Prince, you are wet with your shoes and socks, so why don't you take a shower first?
It doesn't get in the way.
Prince!
The voice above her head paused, and Ning Wanxin sighed. She knew that Fang Junchi compared his family to the country, and was talking about the past of the palace of the previous dynasty. He was still the seventh prince at that time, so sharp, would definitely cause the queen to be afraid...
Xiaoqi grew up slowly, the most important thing for his father, but Xiaoqi's mother was worried every day and was not allowed to read and write, but Xiaoqi didn't understand at that time.So when my father was taking the school text exam, he was full of lotus flowers and compared the lights of the other brothers.My father loved Xiaoqi very much and even held him on his lap when dealing with things at home. He was so proud that he stayed in his mother's courtyard every day.Xiaoqi thought that his mother's life would be better, but she didn't expect that one day his father was traveling far away and his mother held a banquet. His mother accidentally drank Xiaoqi's fruit wine...
I think the fruit wine must be poisonous.Before he knew it, Ning Wan had already held the hand that was overlapping on his abdomen and rubbed it slowly.
Fang Junchi kissed her hair: It was Ah... Since then, Xiaoqi's mother has been ill and her face has quickly cleared. After hired many doctors, she couldn't see any good things.My mother held on until her father returned home before she took her last breath. Before her death, she begged her father to hand over Xiaoqi to her legitimate mother for her support.Xiao Qi was heartbroken. Although the evidence was conclusive, his father did not punish him. Instead, he no longer looked at Xiao Qi, never hugged him again, and even handed him over to the legitimate mother who killed his biological mother.
Even though she had seen this plot in the original story, Ning Wan still felt nervous when she heard him telling it, and the palace was strange. At that time, Fang Junchi was very young. She noticed that her chest was stiff behind her. She couldn't help but say: Actually, Xiaoqi's father also loves Xiaoqi, but she couldn't help herself.Giving Xiaoqi to his legitimate mother saved his life.
After a long time, the sound of Adam's apple sliding came from the top of his head, and the man's voice became even lower, clear and hoarse: But at that time, Xiaoqi was only confused, resentful and uneasy. The yard where his mother lived was regarded as an ominous place and gradually abandoned, and he often ran over to cry alone.In front of outsiders, his mother was very good to him, and she never had enough food and clothing. However, if he read books or practiced martial arts secretly, he would have a vicious servant stabbed his fingers with thin bamboo needles.So much so that after he turned over a book or held a sword, a heart-wrenching pain would come from his fingertips.
What’s even more annoying is that the elder brother has everything, and he will grab it as long as Xiaoqi likes or likes Xiaoqi.
Twenty years ago, Hao Lianyun, who came to the palace to pay homage to the Queen, went a step apart because of curiosity and turned into the abandoned Fengluan Hall. In the courtyard where spider webs were dark and weeds grew wildly, a little boy dressed in gorgeous clothes and delicate and beautiful eyebrows were holding a faded wooden sign, crying depressedly and aggrievedly, with low and tender sobs.
Later she realized that it was the unpopular seventh prince Fang Junchi, and Hao Lianyun, who was in his teenage years old, followed the demon like a demon. Relying on the favor of the queen, she ran to the palace every few days, and by the way, she gave some small things to the little boy in Fengluan Palace.
At that time, she thought that when I grow up and marry him, he would not cry so heartbroken again.
But when she was fifteen years old, she was waiting for an imperial edict. She became the crown princess who was enviable to the world and his sister-in-law, with a gap that could not be crossed in her life.
This is the past between Fang Junchi and Hao Lianyun. Ning Wan felt a sour in her heart. The royal family was born in the forest of thorns and grew up in the forest of thorns. When she heard the voice above her head, she suddenly turned cold: So Xiaoqi secretly swore to steal everything he owned and cared about!
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Junchi frowned and was shocked.
He actually spread his ambitions to his mouth, hurriedly broke through the woman in his arms' shoulders, and lowered his head to face it... It turned out to be a small face covered with tears. Clear tears came out from the black eyes like glass. Her expression was sad and compassionate. Fang Junchi was so sad that she saw him. His heartbeat that had been deliberately suppressing had started to roar at this moment.
She shed tears for his past, like the warmth of late, through more than ten years of loneliness and walking on thin ice, gently caressing the little boy's head.
Fang Junchi subconsciously stretched out his big hand and covered her tears in tears. His palms were wet and itchy. His slightly flashing eye feathers were like a small brush, scratching his cold and hard heart defense for many years.
Qingpity...qingpity, don’t cry.
Xiaoqi, he was just unwilling to give up.Ning Wan sighed. He might not want this country much, but just a sense of obsession rooted in his heart.
In the original work, what he would do was not his past, but just use sweet words to win the love and sympathy of the original body, making her willing to use it for him.
But he was obviously different tonight.
Don't say...
Fang Junchi lowered his head, blocked the slightly opened red lips, and tossed and licked and kissed. The messy and panic in his heart quickly turned into a desire in his body.
He wanted to rub her hard into his body, blending tightly without leaving a gap.
It seems that the heart can no longer be empty.
He stuck out his tongue to lick the tears from the woman's face. The slightly salty and bitter taste stimulated the taste buds. Ning Wan was rarely fragile, and her body became more and more sensitive. She quickly made her body soft by his kissing method full of desire.
Um... Prince, be gentle... She moaned unbearably. When she glanced at the man's legs and feet, she found the dark wet marks on it. She quickly reached out to push him. Prince, you are wet with your shoes and socks, so why don't you take a shower first?
It doesn't get in the way.
Prince!
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