He just loathed himself in his heart. How lucky he was, a man stained with darkness and blood, to be able to embrace the pure and flawless moon in his arms.

Ying Zheng kissed his little moon, his eyes were filled with a deep, dark color, revealing a terrifying obsession and possessiveness.

Even if he admitted his selfishness, he would lock the moon by his side and would not give her any chance to escape.

Chu Yuening didn't know that her Ah Zheng was actually showing signs of turning evil. After all, in her opinion, she was trying to climb up to the dazzling sun.

At this moment, she was still kissing her husband's thin lips. Hehe, A Zheng's lips were pink and bouncy, and tasted like strawberry jelly.

"A Zheng, how many memorials do you have left to deal with?"

"Not many, there are still a few hundred."

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Chu Yuening held the man's serious face and fell silent. A few hundred memorials weren't enough? Even ten would have seemed too much to her!

A Zheng, I’m afraid you have to review thousands of memorials every day, right?

All matters in the world, no matter how big or small, are decided by the emperor. Which emperor is so diligent?

Oh, mine.

Although Chu Yuening complained, she still had to praise him. She leaned forward and kissed his tempting thin lips again, praising him sweetly.

"A Zheng is truly the most diligent and wise monarch!"

"But you still have to take care of yourself, otherwise your wife will be distressed~"

Gazing at the woman's bright and brilliant smile, the haze in Ying Zheng's heart was instantly dispelled, and his phoenix eyes seemed to melt into a lake of clear water filled with moonlight.

His throat suddenly felt dry. He clasped the woman's waist with one hand and pressed the back of her head with the other. He leaned over and kissed her rosy lips, wantonly plundering the sweetness within...

The greatest blessing in life is that my heart is toward the bright moon, and the bright moon is in my arms.