Emperor Moxuan's status is too noble.
As the wife of Emperor Moxuan and the mistress of the imperial palace, she must possess the strength commensurate with her status.
Even Di Moxuan didn't mind.
But it doesn't mean that the people in the imperial palace don't mind.
Just like A Feng.
She could tell that Ah Feng didn't have any affection for her, and could even be called... disdainful.
She didn't blame Ah Feng for looking at her like this.
It is precisely because Afeng attaches great importance to Emperor Moxuan and the emperor's palace that he becomes hostile to her.
If she had the strength to match Emperor Moxuan and the qualifications to become the Mistress of the Emperor's Palace, Afeng would definitely not have such emotions.
"Ah Xuan, wait for me. When I have enough qualifications to stand by your side, when I have the qualifications to be the mistress of the emperor's palace and make everyone believe in me, let's get married, okay?"
The corners of Ye Qingluo's lips raised slightly, her charming eyes glowed with moisture and firmness.
She and Di Moxuan are actually the same kind of people.
From the moment she decided to be together, she had no intention of leaving Di Moxuan.
The difference between them now is only one name.
"Today's words, I will keep them in my heart." Ye Qing's eyes were like the vast sky, dyed with the shining luster of stars, so bright and so unwavering.
She stretched out her other hand and wrapped it around a strand of black hair of God Mo Xuan.
The black hair like clouds of smoke curled between the slender and white fingers: "Di Moxuan, I am not a generous woman, and I have a small mind. If you are willing to wait for me, no matter how far the road ahead is, I will give it to you." Always by your side, will always haunt you... "
The arcs outlined by the corners of Di Moxuan's long and narrow eyes became deeper and deeper.
Gazing at the woman in her arms, any brilliance and prosperity could not match the brilliance of the luster in her eyes.
Her cheeks were flushed, and she was ashamed.
But he had to stubbornly put on a fierce look and speak words that moved his heart.
Unexpectedly, he loves Ye Qingluo's appearance very much.
Love to the bone.
He has always felt that Ye Qingluo has a magical power.
The kind of magnetic field that attracts him lures him bit by bit, putting her in his eyes and heart.
Just as Di Moxuan was staring deeply at Ye Qingluo's fierce appearance, he suddenly leaned back.
He was pressed into the flowers.
Then, the woman's delicate body covered him.
The surrounding flowers were full of flowers, and because of the actions of the two of them, circles of petals were set off and fluttered in the wind.
Ye Qingluo sat on his abdomen, with one hand propped on his chest, and his five fingers tightly clutching the hem of his clothes: "So, Di Moxuan, you can't escape."
Di Moxuan wrapped his arms around her waist and lay on the ground with his black hair spread out, which made his face even more magnificent.
He pursed his lips and said word by word: "Ye Qingluo, you should be mentally prepared, my Emperor Moxuan, I will never let you go forever."
Ye Qingluo nodded, imitating the way he teased her in the past, and stroked his lips: "Then, let's keep pestering him till death."
The two looked at each other and smiled with infinite warmth.
She lifted Di Moxuan's chin with her fingers, leaned down, and kissed his lips with a sweet smile.
A kiss, love.
…
Meanwhile, the mansion.
Long Yunzhan and other sober people carried the drunk teenagers back to their rooms together with a few waiters from the Tianfu Inn.
With the identity of "Emperor Palace People", they don't need to hide it, and dare not let others know their residence.
It was also because of his relationship with the imperial palace that Xiao Er treated them diligently, and almost didn't even dare to accept coins.
Seeing the eager Xiao Er come and go, Long Yunzhan's face became darker and darker.
"Leader, let's talk alone."