This is how the same thing
He was clearly there that night and knew clearly that nothing happened. There was no way that this Shou Gong Sha could disappear
Mu Zhiqing fell into torment after saying this, and Ling Yunting's silence made her heart gradually sink.
In this era, after all, no man can accept this...
"so what?"
At this moment, the man's voice sounded, with a hint of inquiry.
Mu Zhiqing was slightly startled, then subconsciously raised her head and met the man's sincere black eyes.
Those eyes were filled with the same gentleness as always, without the disgust, disgust, or disgust she thought. None of these emotions were present, they were just as gentle and warm as usual.
"You think I care about this?"
Ling Yunting smiled lightly and slowly hugged Mu Zhiqing into his arms.
His movements were extremely gentle, as if he was holding a rare treasure. His care and care made Mu Zhiqing so flattered that she almost shed tears.
The man's magnetic and hoarse voice came slowly to her ears, with a little emotion and more of love.
"For me, it is the happiest thing that you are willing to marry me.
I don't care about things like Shou Gongsha. "
Mu Zhiqing's back was stiff. Listening to the message conveyed by that magnetic and melodious voice seemed to dispel all the hesitation, entanglement, and pain she had felt for so long.
She looked at Ling Yunting in disbelief. In such an environment in ancient times, it was really surprising that a man could not care about this, not to mention that this man was an emperor
"You really don't care?"
She raised her head slightly, her eyes serious and searching.
Ling Yunting nodded, staring at her with his handsome eyes, his expression frank.
"You are the most important, nothing else matters."
After Mu Zhiqing realized that he was not pretending and that what he said came from the sincerity, it seemed as if the stone in her heart suddenly relaxed.
Somewhat unbelievable, more touching.
No one will care unless he loves you more.
Ling Yunting looked at the girl with tears in her eyes, reached out and slowly wiped away the tears from her eyes, patted her back gently and said, "Silly girl, you scared me to death."
Mu Zhiqing: "???"
"I thought you were going to regret it."
"Fortunately not."
Mu Zhiqing, who had tears in her eyes, couldn't help laughing after hearing this. She really didn't expect that under such circumstances, your Majesty would have such thoughts...
"No matter what happens in the future, you can tell me."
Ling Yunting let go of Mu Zhiqing and put his hands on her shoulders, making her look at him.
"You are not alone, I am with you in everything."
"Understand?"
His eyes were full of distress and concern. He didn't investigate the cause of this matter, or even asked anything. He just felt sorry for her for keeping this secret by herself, and felt sorry for her for suffering for so long.
There were more tears in the corners of Mu Zhiqing's eyes, but her heart was overflowing with emotion.
How could there be such a good man in the world
She really wants to burn incense and worship Buddha every day. What kind of luck is she!
"Why are you crying? Are you sad? Or do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"
Ling Yunting was hurriedly wiping away her tears, as if he couldn't bear the pain for her.
Mu Zhiqing shook her head, sniffed and said, "I'm not uncomfortable, I'm just too moved and can't control it."
She swore that she had never cried like this before, no matter how tired or painful she was, she had never cried before.