Yan Jiaoran glared at the small tent and said even more arrogantly, "Qin Qing, after today, you are mine!"
"No, Your Majesty! I am an innocent person..." Qin Yuan began to cry.
However, Yan Jiaoran ignored Qin Yuan completely.
He squatted down and roughly tore Qin Yuan's official robe to pieces, revealing a sword.
"Qin Qing, not bad, you have quite a lot of capital." Yan Jiaoran giggled.
Upon hearing this, Qin Yuan's face suddenly turned red, like a ripe apple.
Yan Jiaoran laughed heartily, lifted up her skirt, and slowly sat down.
"Qin Yuan, don't worry, I will take responsibility to the end."
Qin Yuan, you can't escape, you are finally mine!
In a flash, before Yan Jiaoran could feel proud for long, a voice suddenly appeared in her ears.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
This voice suddenly appeared and echoed in the huge Tai Chi Hall.
Yan Jiaoran looked up and saw that there was no one else in the hall.
She looked again and found that Qin Yuan, who was being ridden under her and was about to be favored by her, had disappeared without a trace.
She hurriedly opened her eyes, and what appeared was Murong Yanran's face.
Yan Jiaoran: “…”
I have something to say, but I don’t know whether I should say it or not!
You came at the perfect time!
I'm about to succeed!
Yan Jiaoran wanted to cry but had no tears. She gritted her teeth and said bitterly:
Qin Yuan, sooner or later you will be mine!
Humph, you bastard!
No...that's not right!
How could I have such a dream!
I am the Emperor of the Great Zhou!
I don't care about my face anymore...
A faint blush suddenly appeared on Yan Jiaoran's jade-like face.
"Your Majesty, it's time to get up and handle state affairs." Murong Yanran said softly.
"What time is it now?" Yan Jiaoran asked.
"It's three quarters past four, and it's almost noon." Murong Yanran replied.
I slept for so long?
Yan Jiaoran yawned and then said, "Change clothes."
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