Shen Ning was startled when she heard the word "emperor", and then she realized that the man who was holding her, comforting her, and soon to be her husband was already the king of a country.
After going round and round, she seemed to be back where she started.
What she had always longed for was a carefree life, and she didn't like the palace, which was like a cage that restricted freedom. But now she flew from one cage to another, and she jumped into it herself.
It's ironic and ridiculous.
Qi Yanyu seemed to understand what she was thinking: "Don't worry, Northern Qi is different from Western Chu. There are not so many red tapes. We got married and you became my queen. You are still the same as before. You can say whatever you want. Just do whatever you want, no one will dare to say anything disrespectful to you! If anyone dares to be disrespectful to you, I will cut out his tongue!"
He had a straight face, and there was a sharp murderous aura and coldness all over his body.
Shen Ning didn't feel scared, and felt a sense of warmth in her heart.
"Qi Yanyu, thank you." She closed her eyes and said softly.
There was still sadness in her heart, but she no longer wanted to cry.
Qi Yanyu raised her chin, stared at her, and said harshly: "We are all getting married, can you stop saying thank you to me?"
She opened her eyes, the mist still lingering in her eyes, and the watery light was particularly moving.
His heart couldn't help but feel hot, and he really wanted to kiss her at all costs.
"Okay, I won't say anything anymore, Qi Yanyu." Her tone was gentle and gentle.
Qi Yanyu finally resisted the impulse in his heart and continued to say with a straight face: "Don't call me Qi Yanyu again in the future."
"Then what do you call you? Your full name?" Shen Ning blinked and suddenly smiled, "Surel and Kebari? Or Weihu?"
Qi Yanyu knew she was making fun of him, and he wanted to pretend to be angry, but he couldn't.
Hearing her soft and soft voice calling his name was like a feather gently sweeping across the bottom of his heart, making him feel comfortable and itchy all over.
"I want to hear you call me," he paused and said, "You know those two words."
He stared at her light red lips, eager to hear those two words from her lips.
Of course Shen Ning knew, but she hesitated.
She couldn't scream.
No matter how many psychological hints she gave herself at first, telling herself that she would marry him in a few days and that he would be her husband from now on, she still couldn't say these two words.
"It doesn't matter. If you don't scream now, when we get married, if you don't scream again, see how I deal with you." Qi Yanyu did not force her, his bright eyes were full of joy and expectation.
Shen Ning understood the hint in his words, her face turned red and she lowered her head in silence.
Qi Yanyu knew that she was tired and wanted her to rest early, but holding her gently like this made him feel an indescribable satisfaction and he didn't want to leave her at all.
He rambled on and talked to her a lot, all nonsense, but it also made her feel better.
She was listening to him with a smile, but before she knew it, her eyelids started to fight, and finally she fell asleep in his arms.
As Qi Yanyu was talking, he noticed that she was silent. When he lowered his head, he saw that her long eyelashes were drooping, her breath was thin, her white jade-like cheeks had a faint blush, and the corners of her lips were slightly upturned, indicating that she was sleeping.
He was stunned, his eyes fixed on her slightly curved and moist lips, he purred and swallowed.