Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Chapter 378 The Empress Willing to Be Your Majesty's Minister (28)

The young man's thin lips were gently covered.

Holding the door with one hand, the other hand covered the girl's eyes.

Slowly go deep.

At this time, the panic and pain just now was slowly filled up bit by bit.

Everything else is not important.

Even, emperors have been romantic and affectionate since ancient times.

Even if, the other party is destined to accept the harem.

He would also... make the queen his own.

Otherwise...he is afraid that he will go crazy.

Originally, he hated this world where women are respected and men are humble.

Why do men depend on their wives?

But now...

"My wife..."

The young man whispered softly between his lips and teeth.

"His Majesty……"

After a pause, Qing Ye slowly moved away the hand covering the girl's eyes, her pitch-black eyes had a deep light, and she stared at the girl quietly.

"Can I be called that? Your Majesty..."

Feng Qian returned to his senses, his eyes were a little dazed.

Confused, he blinked his eyes.

The boy repeated: "Can I call your majesty the wife-lord?"

During the questioning, Qingye's eyes were always tightly focused on the girl.

Beneath the calm appearance, there was still a bit of tension in my heart.

He can do whatever it takes to leave the queen alone with him.

However, he didn't have the confidence that His Majesty would only have him in his heart.

Even, it is impossible to determine His Majesty's true intentions.

In the early morning court that day, Qing Ye discovered that His Majesty was different.

In the past, the other party only disgusted him.

Later, gradually, he has fallen unconsciously.

It wasn't until the girl followed Yan Luo into the other party's room that he really confirmed his feelings for His Majesty.

Very strong emotion.

Want to monopolize each other.

Right now, when he asks like this, no matter how calm and composed he is, he can't deceive and cover up the tension in his heart.

"Wife master?"

Feng Qian silently read the title.

In a world where women are respected, when a man marries a woman, he must respectfully call the woman his wife.

Pieces will marry her anyway, so there is nothing wrong with calling her the Wife Master.

Thinking of this, the girl nodded.

"Can."

Hearing the sound, Qing Ye pursed her lips and pulled the girl into her arms again.

Tighten very hard.

Feng Qian: "..."

She seriously doubted that after tonight, would she still be able to feel her waist?

…

Acknowledging the title of wife master proves that the queen promised to marry him.

"My wife..."

Qing Ye hooked her lips and called out several times softly.

After being so satisfied, he suddenly thought of the current situation.

Qing Ye pursed her lips, her voice was a little jealous: "Your Majesty has just been in for a long time."

"Um?"

ha?

what?

While hugging the girl, the boy rested his chin on the girl's shoulder, putting most of his weight on the girl.

Fortunately, it was against the door, and Feng Qian barely supported him.

"What did His Majesty do just now when he entered that person's room?"

The young man asked in a muffled voice, his pitch-black eyes gradually deepened, with a tinge of coldness.

Feng Qian replied obediently: "I didn't do anything, it was just... a deal."

"trade?"

The young man said softly.

However, he doesn't care about what to trade, what he cares about is——

"Has His Majesty touched him?"

If you come across...

He was afraid that he would lose control and do something.

Feng Qian felt that the fragments were inexplicable, but shook his head.

"No, I didn't come across any."

She just took a purse from the other party.

But when Yan Luo was mentioned, Feng Qian suddenly remembered that there were still important things to do.

All delayed by small fragments.

Feng Qian raised his small hand and pressed it on the young man's shoulder.

With a serious look, he said: "Ah Ye will accompany me back first, and I will bring some silver taels to redeem Yan Luo's body."

That thing can't be described in a long paragraph, and if there are too many pens and inks, it will be blocked, so I can only write in this way.

Then there is a question:

Am I cute, shallow and cute, or are you cute?

(Don't ask me why I suddenly asked this question, because a little cutie asked me that. Be nice jpg.)