"The Marquis is trying to trick me." Xie Qingyao snorted.
But she has always been kind-hearted, flexible and shameless.
Without any hesitation, Xie Qingyao put her arms around He Zheng's neck and kissed him on the face.
"Please."
He Zheng's eyes darkened and his throat felt slightly itchy.
Xie Qingyao kissed him randomly again.
He Zheng commented: "Yaoyao is like a chick pecking at rice or a fish hitting a tank, there is no emotion at all."
After hearing this, Xie Qingyao pulled away from his embrace and said, "My Lord, you are asking for too much."
She gritted her teeth and bit He Zheng's lips again.
The kiss was a little heavy at first, but slowly it became gentle and affectionate.
After a long time, one minute.
Xie Qingyao buried her head in his neck, her voice soft and mellow, "Please?"
It makes people feel soft-hearted.
He Zheng gently rubbed her waist with his arms and said, "Okay."
Xie Qingyao was amused again and laughed for a while while lying in his arms.
Just hugging each other tightly like this makes me feel an indescribable satisfaction.
After a moment, He Zheng continued to handle his official business.
Xie Qingyao handled the affairs of the grain merchant caravan. The initial establishment of a huge business was composed of many tedious little things, accumulated bit by bit.
Until nightfall.
Xie Qingyao finished washing up and sat by the window, wiping her hair with a towel.
Seeing this, He Zheng took a blanket and quickly walked behind Xie Qingyao to cover her with it. "It's a bit cold at night."
Xie Qingyao was about to say "I'm not cold", but she sneezed and secretly swallowed her words back.
Well, it's a bit cold.
Xie Qingyao naturally pulled He Zheng's hand and wanted him to sit next to her.
"No rush." He Zheng took the towel from her hand and wrung out her slightly wet hair.
She sat there, leaning back on He Zheng, looking lazy, like a sated cat.
Xie Qingyao was delighted. She looked up at He Zheng and smiled sweetly, as if inspired. "My Lord, why are you so good to me? It's a bit too good. You're so considerate and attentive."
He Zheng thought for a moment and whispered, "You can do that if you love someone enough."
When it comes to love, he is self-taught.
He was immersed in the cruel battlefield when he was young, and was later involved in the treacherous court, which made his temperament as cold as ice.
He was cold and indifferent to the people around him and kept them at a distance.
In the past, he only cared about his achievements, climbing to the top, crushing his political enemies, and chasing power.
Until I met Xie Qingyao.
He Zheng's eyes were fixed on the woman reflected in the bronze mirror.
"Huh?" Xie Qingyao was startled. "What's wrong?"
She also noticed that He Zheng was looking at her.
He Zheng stood behind her and stopped what he was doing.
Xie Qingyao licked her lips and asked with a smile, "My Lord, are you bewitched by my beautiful appearance?"
She immediately transformed into a proud peacock.
He Zheng gently held her cheek with his hand and leaned over to kiss her.
"I want to go to bed early tonight..." Xie Qingyao said in a low voice.
He Zheng pushed her against the window and rubbed her against it.
At this moment, the flickering candlelight on the candlestick was very similar to his mood.
Until I met her.
He Zheng only then realized that the heart wrapped in this cold and hard body could beat so wildly for one person.
If it weren't for Xie Qingyao, he would never know that this heart would beat like this.
If it weren't for her, he would never know what it felt like to love someone.
It is the inability to restrain, it is brutal possession, it is a gentleness that drowns people, which even he himself is not aware of.
He has an almost instinctive love for Xie Qingyao.
At this moment, love is roaring.
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"Please grant me your blessing, father." Princess Yongle knelt in front of the door of Ziji Palace.
The queen hurried over after hearing the news. She was really shocked that her daughter had done such a big thing and suggested to the emperor that he retain his original position as the son-in-law.
Historically, the prince consort had no real power. Once he married a princess, he would not continue in his original position and would have to serve as the prince consort quietly.
Princess Yongle asked Emperor Jinde to make an exception right from the start.
The Queen said, "Hey, child, why are you so anxious?"
"The prince consort... the prince consort hasn't been decided yet."
"Mother." Princess Yongle tugged at the Empress's sleeve. "I already have a favorite candidate for a consort. He's quite capable. If Father doesn't grant my request, I might not be able to catch this rat..."
"Rat?" The queen raised her eyebrows.
Princess Yongle clapped her hands and said, "I'm wrong, I'm wrong. It's the Prince Consort."
"If the emperor doesn't agree, I won't have a consort."
She spoke in a loud voice, ensuring that everyone in the hall could hear clearly.
Emperor Jinde sneered.
How could I not know her little thoughts?
The Queen walked into the palace with a gentle smile on her face, "Your Majesty..."
After a while, the prince also arrived.
Princess Yongle was touched, "Brother Crown Prince, you come to help me too."
"Brother Prince, you are so kind."
There was heartache in the prince's eyes. Without his father's permission, he couldn't pull his sister up.
"Wait for me to tell my father."
He went in again.
After a while, the family of three stood neatly outside the door of Ziji Palace, each with different expressions.
The Queen: "Your father has already relented. Don't worry, the Prince Consort can't escape."
The prince said: "Yes, that's right, Yongle, you go back first."
Princess Yongle: "Really?"
Just then, they saw He Zheng's figure.
Princess Yongle was surprised, "Brother Crown Prince, you actually called for help!"
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