He put Yuan Zhao on the bed, and she turned over and pulled the quilt over her.
She still had her eyes closed and smiled lazily, "Doesn't the Saint really want to see you?"
Suddenly, a breath of air sprayed in front of him. Yuan Zhao opened his eyes and saw Huo Yan staring at him straight in the face.
She wanted to pull up the quilt to block his view, but she couldn't.
Huo Yan lowered his head slightly and pecked her lips lightly, stirring her heartstrings with each up and down peck.
"I don't want to see her." His voice was hoarse. "I only want to see you."
"Don't..." Yuan Zhao's earlobes burned, and she pushed him away. "There are so many beautiful women from Northern Qiang..."
Huo Yan laughed out loud from his chest, touched his nose lightly with hers, and held her in his arms through the quilt.
"Someone is very jealous tonight..."
Yuan Zhao tilted his head slightly, showing a rare annoyance, "She scolded me..."
Huo Yan knew what she cared about, so he turned her face and made her look directly at him.
"Today I have told your brother that once this matter is settled, I will go and ask His Majesty for permission to marry me."
Yuan Zhao's long eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing his true panic.
"you……"
Before she could finish her words, he stopped her with a kiss on her lips.
"I don't mind," he said. "Ever since I became a magistrate, I've never thought of marrying anyone else."
This short sentence stirred up waves in Yuan Zhao's heart.
Her tears immediately fell. Huo Yan reached out and gently wiped away the tears with his fingertips, "Your child is my child..."
"I love you and I love them too."
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