Yan Jiaoran's thick eyelashes trembled for a moment, as if a dragonfly flew onto her jade head, and she woke up slowly with a "ying" sound.
"Madam, are you awake?" Qin Yuan noticed his wife's movement and asked.
"Um."
Yan Jiaoran smiled faintly, turned over immediately, put her arms around Qin Yuan's waist, and hugged Qin Yuan with her backhand.
Then she buried her head in Qin Yuan's chest and took a few deep breaths.
A long-lost feeling.
A long-lost taste.
It has been a long, long time since I last saw this bastard and hugged him.
I really want to hug this damn man like this every day.
Yan Jiaoran rubbed Qin Yuan's body for a long time, and then pressed against Qin Yuan's chest.
"Husband—"
"I missed you so much."
Yan Jiaoran moaned softly, her voice so gentle and soft that it could melt one's heart.
Since the matter could no longer be concealed, Yan Jiaoran didn't want to pretend anymore and let all her emotions out.
"uh-huh?"
Qin Yuan raised his eyebrows. Why was his wife acting weird tonight?
The two had just opened up to each other in the afternoon.
Why am I so sad at night?
seem……
Qin Yuan hugged his wife tightly, his heart full of doubts.
Now that I think about it, there is a big problem.
Qin Yuan looked carefully at the person in his arms.
With bright eyes and white teeth, her face is as white as ice and snow. When you see her, she feels as pure as dew and as sweet as spring water.
Her pretty face is as white as snow and as beautiful as a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world.
That's right.
It’s my own wife.
The woman in his arms is indeed the woman he lives with day and night!
But why does this feeling of disobedience come about?
The person is still the same person.
What exactly is the problem?
Late...at night?!
Some images flashed through Qin Yuan's mind again, and he remembered those nights of lively discussions.
Talk... give a lecture!
It seems that every once in a while, my wife would pester me to give a lecture.
And it’s all at night!
At that time, I didn't think much about it.
Now that I think about it, the problem is too big!
If I want to attend a lecture and discuss the fundamental principles of statecraft, can't I do it during the day? At noon? In the evening?
Why does it have to be at night?
Moreover, there is always a period of time between them.
Connecting all these clues...
Qin Yuan looked at the lady in his arms, and a conclusion flashed through his mind!
No way?
No way!
Impossible, right?
How could such a thing happen in this world?
Be it Taoism, cultivation of immortals, or elixirs, aren't they all fake?
This is not scientific!
but……
Didn’t I come here too?
How can my own time travel be scientific?
Could it be...
My wife...
yes?
Qin Yuan was shocked by his own conclusion.
The person in front of me looks so strange.
Finally, he made up his mind and asked tentatively, "Madam, there seems to be a traitor in our family..."
Yan Jiaoran raised her eyes and looked at Qin Yuan quietly, then asked, "Husband, why do you say that?"
Qin Yuan counted the number of his "wives" on his fingers.
"Have I hidden your husband well enough?"
"Why would His Majesty notice me? This doesn't seem right."
"Maybe His Majesty trusts you?" Yan Jiaoran felt that Qin Yuan's tone seemed a little strange.
It sounds a bit unfamiliar.
But after thinking about it carefully, there is nothing strange about it. There is nothing wrong with what he said. It is very reasonable.
Qin Yuan shook his head and said, "No, it's impossible."
"From the very beginning, His Majesty's appointment of me as commander and sending me out of the city to suppress bandits was a serious problem!"
"Later, he came to our house specifically for a free meal."
"The promulgation of the Enfeoffment Order."
"Murong Yanran's abnormal test."
“…”
"Nothing is normal."
"I was so careless that I didn't even notice it."
"There's a mole in our family!"
"It was this traitor who exposed me to His Majesty."
Qin Yuan was sweating profusely, staring at the "wife" in front of him, who seemed familiar yet unfamiliar.
His eyes were bright and deep, as if he saw through everything.
really.
This bastard knows it all.
I guess he also knows that I am not his wife, right?
Yan Jiaoran finally realized something was wrong.
This bastard has become "serious".
No longer call her "wife", nor mention "husband" or "husband".
What's worse, the way I am addressed has changed from "stupid woman" to "Your Majesty".
Is it time to show your hand?
Tell him that I am already his and he must be responsible!
I won’t pretend anymore, let me reveal my cards. I am Empress Yan Jiaoran!
Yan Jiaoran remained expressionless and gently stroked Qin Yuan's chest with her fingers.
With a hint of cunning and charming expression on her lips, she gritted her teeth and said softly, "Husband..."
"I have something to tell you..."
"Yeah." Qin Yuan nodded.
It seems that I guessed right?
This person is indeed not my wife.
Then, Qin Yuan took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Your Majesty, I am all ears."
Everything is strung together.
…
Imperial Palace.
“Hmm…”
"Husband..."
"Um?"
"Husband?"
Ming Zhanxue turned over, but missed, and suddenly woke up.
Where is my husband?
Ming Zhanxue closed his eyes and groped around for a long time.
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