Zi'an suddenly remembered that he had to pay respects to the emperor in the palace tomorrow, so he said, "It will be noon when I come back from paying respects, so why don't we just go to Qin Zhou's place for dinner."
"Well, as long as you like it." Murong Jie did not object.
Zi'an recalled what they said before, Qin Zhou liked her, and she still didn't quite believe it. Qin Zhou had always been indifferent to her, so how could she tell that he liked her
"Seventh Brother!" Zi'an looked at him and asked awkwardly, "Do you really think Qin Zhou likes me?"
Murong Jie frowned, "Why are you asking? She is also a woman, are you going to run away with her?"
"No, I just think it's impossible." Zi'an said with a smile.
Running off with a woman? No.
Murong Jie said calmly: "The way she looks at you is like a weasel trying to catch a chicken."
"Ah?" Zi'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Why didn't I see that? Besides, how can a weasel like catching a chicken?"
"How can you not like it? When you go hunting and see your prey, do your eyes light up?"
"Your analogy is sheer nonsense." Zi'an felt that it was more and more impossible.
She breathed a sigh of relief. If it wasn't true, it would be better. If it was true, she didn't know how to face Qin Zhou.
But, she recalled that Qin Zhou had asked her several times about women not getting married. Could it be that she really had lesbian tendencies
However, in this era, if she really likes women, she will probably be scolded, right
This is an age where even saliva can drown a person.
Thinking of this, she asked Murong Jie, "If Qin Zhou really likes women, what do you think of her?"
Murong Jie looked at her strangely, "What does it have to do with me whether she likes women or not? Why should I have an opinion?"
"But, in your era... whether it's our Great Zhou or Northern Desert, women have to get married, but she doesn't like men, only women, so naturally she can't get married. Don't you have any opinion on this?"
Murong Jie answered very straightforwardly: "Why do you care so much about other people's affairs? As long as she doesn't covet my princess, it doesn't matter whether she likes women, dogs, or weasels."
This guy is actually accepting of homosexuality.
Zi'an felt comforted. Although he married an antique, his ideas were not too old-fashioned.
She actually thinks that who someone likes is their business and has nothing to do with her, so why should she make comments
But, whatever, there's nothing to discuss.
Everyone thinks differently.
"Why do you care so much about Qin Zhou?" Murong Jie narrowed his eyes. "Wife, you have a husband. Do you have a crush on women?"
"No, no, I'm just curious." Zi'an held his face with both hands, with an infatuated look on his face, "Look at how handsome my prince is. Now that I have you, how can I like anyone else? I can't."
"Really?" A look of pride and smile appeared on Murong Jie's face.
"Absolutely true!"
Murong Jie paused for a moment, "So, you love me?"
Zi'an was stunned for a moment. Love? Did he get it? Did he know how to say the word love
"Then you..." Zi'an asked tentatively: "Do you love me?"
Okay, I admit that it’s a bit awkward, but after asking it, I feel relieved.
She always insisted that theirs was a marriage based on love, not a blind marriage.
Especially after she discovered her feelings for him, she hoped to get corresponding returns.
Who said that love doesn't need to be reciprocated
One-sided efforts cannot last long.
Murong Jie looked at her steadily, his eyes as deep and unfathomable as the vast night sky.
For a long time, Zi'an couldn't hear him speak.
The light in her eyes dimmed bit by bit.
"Is the king not good to you?"
Murong Jie finally squeezed out these words.
Zian nodded, "Okay!"
"Isn't that enough? Why do you have to say that word?" Murong Jie said awkwardly.
Zi'an said calmly: "You asked first."
"You can tell this king."
"But you can't tell me?" Zi'an sneered.
Murong Jie was silent for a long time, and said: "I don't know if this is love, but I should like it."
"Just like?"
"have no idea."
Zi'an was stunned and looked at him steadily. She really couldn't guess what he was thinking. From the look of him, he had feelings for her, but, what did he mean when he said it was love? She didn't know whether it was love or not.
Perhaps, she really shouldn't be so hypocritical. What does it matter whether she says that word or not? If she says it, does it mean she really loves him? If she doesn't say it, does it mean she doesn't love him
She comforted herself, but she still had the thought of a little girl in her heart and it was hard to let it go.
"I'll go check the accounts!" Zi'an felt the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he found an excuse to leave.
Murong Jie looked at her back and frowned.
I care about her, that's for sure.
But why couldn't he say the word when it came to his lips
He was actually very sure that Zi'an loved him. Ever since she married him, she had always been thinking about him, and no matter how much injustice she suffered, he had never heard her complain.
Or is he really not sure whether he loves her or not? Does he care about her because she is his princess
He himself is not clear.
His mind has always been clear, and he can analyze everything rationally, but he cannot analyze his own mentality.
Carrying a pot of wine, he went to find the Night King.
King Ye is in a very bad mood today. He has an appointment with his beautiful lady tonight. However, first Su Qing came, and then the Regent came.
It's really annoying to look at.
"Don't you have anywhere to go? I have guests tonight!" He chased them out.
"Who? What guest?" Su Qing asked. He planned to stay till the end of the night and not leave.
Lingli went out on a mission and will be back very late, Night King just said so.
He wanted an answer.
"Is it your business?" The Night King's face, so handsome that people couldn't look away, was covered with a layer of anxiety and anger.
"Hu Huanxi!" Murong Jie said indifferently, drinking by himself.
I feel so fucking depressed.
"Is Ye Wangchun moved?" Su Qing sneered.
"What are you thinking about? I have an appointment with her to discuss business." The Night King said with a sour look on his face.
"Let's talk together. I also know how to do business."
"Get out!" the Night King said unhappily.
Su Qing said nothing and did not move, as if he did not understand the meaning of the word "get out" at all.
Ye Wang had no choice but to sit down and look at Murong Jie, "Seventh Brother, what's wrong?"
Murong Jie tilted his head back and took a sip of wine. The aroma of the wine made Su Qing swallow her saliva continuously. However, the Night King did not offer any more wine, so it was harder than climbing to the sky to get a sip out of Murong Jie's mouth.
"What's going on? Are you coming to my place to drink away your sorrows?" The Night King was very angry.
After much difficulty, the little fox came over today and he had prepared a Hongmen Banquet.
A bunch of bad friends.
"Su Qing, do you like Lingli or love Lingli?" Murong Jie suddenly asked.
Su Qing twitched his lips, "What's the difference?"
"I heard there is." Murong Jie said depressedly.
The Night King roared, "If you like someone, you like him. If you think he is okay and admire him, if you love him, you are willing to die for him."
After saying that, he took Su Qing's hand and said, "Go to hell!"
(End of this chapter)