"I have you in my heart."
"..."
"But you can't be the only one in my harem."
"..."
"do you understand?"
Nan Yan listened to his words word by word, chewed them word by word, and thought about it seriously for a long time.
Then, he nodded slightly.
Of course she understands.
If you didn't understand it in the past, but since you realized that you fell in love with him, since you fell into his arms, and since you were determined to stay by his side, you have already figured it out very clearly.
The women around him, from the concubines and concubines brought by Prince Yan's mansion to the concubines and concubines who are now canonized, almost none of them are ordinary characters.
The only surprise was probably myself.
What else do you not understand
Looking at her well-behaved appearance, Zhu Feng felt that his heart was already too soft, but he still couldn't show it on his face, so he could only look at her with a calm expression, and then said seriously: "I For these things... women's things, I have never looked down upon them."
"..."
"But, I am the emperor."
When he was the King of Yan in the past, he had the fewest wives and concubines among the kings. He even thought that as long as there was a Xu Miaoyin, a Xinqing who grew up with him, it would be fine if his life passed by like this.
It wasn't until Emperor Wen cut down the vassals, he planned an uprising, and began to contact officials from all over the place that there were more women around him.
But now, as the emperor, this situation is even more inevitable.
In fact, there seemed to be no difference to him whether there were more or less women, what temperament, or even what they looked like.
He also doesn't quite understand the feeling of jealousy and wanting to monopolize someone.
Until the little girl in front of me appeared and brought everything.
He began to notice the clever and clever eyes she showed from time to time, and felt pitiful when he saw her trembling with fright, and found it funny when she looked cautious.
He also felt the jealousy.
So, when he knew that she was also jealous, he didn't lash out at her angrily like ordinary men. On the contrary, he felt a little sweet in his heart.
At least he understood that she had her own in her heart.
Unexpectedly, he, Zhu Feng, would one day be so "small-bellied".
Is it like this when you like someone
It's a pity that, now that he is an emperor, he is destined to not only have "love".
Hearing his deep voice, every word and every word seemed to penetrate her heart. Although there was a little unavoidable pain, Nan Yan felt that it was good to have such pain.
Love a person, maybe it is like this.
Pain and sweetness are intertwined. After experiencing pain, people will know more about the beauty of sweetness.
She lowered her head and said softly: "Your Majesty, this servant understands."
"..."
"Slaves—no more jealousy."
"..."
Looking at her lowered eyebrows and pleasing eyes, she was obviously so well-behaved, but Zhu Feng felt a little sad instead.
He stood up, his tall figure almost enveloped her whole body at once, standing in front of her like a huge mountain.
He reached out and stroked her hair gently.
"Silly girl."
The deep voice rang in his ears, with an irresistible gentleness, Nan Yan raised his head, and saw a gleam of joy in his eyes.
He said: "When it's just the two of us together, I promise you to be jealous."