novelraw Chapter 331: Luo Chengcheng's ultimate move
Chapter 331: Luo Chengcheng's ultimate move
Yang Ruomao remembered all these years of happy life, relying on his mother to persuade his stern father, he couldn't help but feel warmth in his heart.
In this world, the best person to him is a mother except his wife!
He wanted to be filial to the old lady!
So Yang Ruomao sighed slightly: "Cheng Cheng, go, and say sorry for my husband and mother by the way. I killed my father and took power, so that I could compare my brother to the death of my father. In the surprised eyes, I got a different look from my father... I wanted to prove that I could do it, but I couldn't. I let myself go into desperation. For my father and brother, I feel very guilty."
Luo Chengcheng put his hand on the back of Yang Ruomao's hand: "Msang Gong, you are always the most wise and martial one in my heart. No matter what decision you make, I will firmly believe in you and support you."
Yang Ruomao's eyes filled with emotion.
At the beginning, he and the second prince were united, and the second prince persuaded him on the grounds that he could be brave enough to wait for the elder son, and all the people in the world who thought he was just an incompetent dude, re-recognize him and value him.
Now he thought he was a loser in the end, but he did not expect that there was a man whose wife would trust him unconditionally and worship him!
Scholars die for confidants!
If you have a wife like this, what can your husband want!
Yang Ruomao's depressed heart seemed to be stroked by a gentle hand, and the haze was wiped out.
His heart started to be hot again.
Seeing Luo Chengcheng's thin back, he began to plan his future.
Yang Ruomao didn't know. As Luo Chengcheng turned around, Luo Chengcheng took the handkerchief and wiped the palm of his left hand that had touched Yang Ruomao.
Luo Chengcheng didn't stop until it became red and painful.
Luo Chengcheng wiped the kerchief of his hand and threw it gently on the ground, glanced in disgust, his face was full of coldness and killing intent.
Lianxin served Yang Ruomao a cup of tea.
Yang Ruomao didn't answer, he frowned and fell into contemplation...
I wanted to not bring much force, but after escaping from the capital, I began to hide my name...
Now, he is thinking with fighting spirit: Bring a loyal team of thousand people, and after escaping from the capital, he will head south.
The north, west, and east sides of the capital are all the forces of the second prince.
To the southwest, there are soldiers guarded by Luo Feng and the Ninth Prince.
He is going to flee to the east.
As long as you go out of the sea, there will be a large island, and the main force of a thousand people can occupy an island!
It's better to be a soil emperor than to be with the second prince.
What's more, he who has no power and power, even if he is with the second prince, he will definitely not fall well!
Well, that's it.
Yang Ruomao, who had made up his mind, called the boy over, attached it to his ear, and whispered a few words.
The book boy glared his eyes and ran out in a hurry.
Yang Ruomao, who had already planned his future, felt extremely relaxed.
He erected his legs, asked his servant to prepare some easy-to-take food and pastries, and sat down on a chair to taste tea.
I was drinking tea when I suddenly saw a little girl who looked like a concubine and ran in in a panic.
"Master Hou! I heard someone say that the Ninth Prince and the people waiting for Anping are located a hundred miles outside the city. Master Hou, are they going to fight the capital!" The concubine's small face was pale, like a bow of autumn water. In his bright eyes, there is full of fear.
Yang Ruomao glanced sideways at his concubine.
This concubine, he had no impression, and he didn't know when he took it.
"What's your name? When did you enter the mansion?"
The little concubine was no more than fifteen years old. She was dressed in pink clothes, her little face flushed, and her little face was faintly covered with baby fat, and her skin was so permeable that she could pinch out water with just a pinch.
He was really young, with a slightly raised chest and a slender waist that didn't fit in a grip. The stature didn't seem to grow well yet, and it was a little short, but on the contrary, it showed a bit of green beauty.
"I... the slave maid called for joy. The mansion that marched forward in March..." The little concubine shrank when she saw Yang Ruomao's cannibalistic eyes, her face was flushed, "Just enter the lady. The day before the house, you ate tofu flowers in the West Market. The servant girl was the little daughter of the tofu stall owner. At that time, you sent someone to my house to raise your relatives and gave my dad a hundred taels of cash, and you accepted me that day. But you didn't call me to serve that night, and you never called me to serve... Sure enough, you had forgotten me a long time ago."
Ai Ai said the little concubine, her head hanging down.
Yang Ruomao's heart shook as he saw it.
He used to love gorgeous women, but now it seems that this young girl is also good.
Anyway, it will take some time for Luo Chengcheng to go to the Buddhist hall and pack things...
Besides, this little concubine, who spent a hundred taels of silver, has never shared a room!
Is there such a thing? Yang Ruomao completely forgot.
He couldn't even remember that the day before marrying Luo Chengcheng and Chen Xiangxiang, two princes and ladies, he actually had a concubine!
Still the daughter of a tofu stall.
But this little concubine is indeed worth a hundred taels! Amazing!
"Yihuan, it's not that I forgot about you. It's really too exhausting to prepare for the wedding. That night, I fell asleep, and then there was a lot of trouble. For a while, I forgot that there was such a tenderness in the courtyard. Lovely little joy."
"Master Hou...what do you say about tiger-wolf? Concubine body... Is there anyone in your house?" The little concubine's face turned red.
He is so beautiful!
Yang Ruomao sighed: It's worth a hundred taels of silver!
At this time, Lianxin also walked the house wittily and closed the door.
"No one is there now." Yang Ruomao stretched out his hand to hook the belt around the little concubine's waist, and gently moved it.
"Master, it's daytime." The little concubine's voice was as thin as a gnat, twisting in Yang Ruomao's arms as if she wanted to refuse.
This immature little girl can really arouse people's desire to conquer.
Yang Ruomao reached out and scraped the ear of the little concubine.
The little concubine tilted her head: "Itchy..."
The shy look with his head down slightly made Yang Ruomao feel itchy.
"Go! Go to your room! This is the lady's bedroom." Yang Ruomao hugged the little concubine.
In fact, Yang Ruomao wanted to be in this room. Anyway, he would leave the capital soon. Luo Chengcheng could no longer live in this room, and Luo Chengcheng would definitely not be irritable.
It's just that they have to pack their bags.
For Linxing's concubine, I can't delay the escape.
"Hey, Xiao Yihuan is really light, and his waist is also soft. When I touch it, my father's bones are crisp."
The little concubine gave a "夒咛" and buried her face in Yang Ruomao's chest.
Just when Yang Ruomao was busy and letting go, Lian Xin had already ran to the door of the Buddhist hall.
"Miss."
Luo Chengcheng's voice came from the Buddhist hall. The voice was as cold as a block of ice, almost freezing the surrounding air: "How is it, Yihuan is successful?"